The two have always treated each other as equals, both as teachers and as friends. At that time, when the Chinese National Examination was first taking shape, students usually avoided their teachers like mice when they saw a cat. How could they be so close to each other like these two?
Xia Xiaoluo said: "I want you to give me some time. I guarantee that I will still be in the top ten in the school in the final exam, but the premise is that I can come to school or not. How about it?"
Yang Jingchu had long known that Xia Xiaoluo in front of him was a "mighty and demon-like" animal, a monster-like existence, but he still couldn't help but frown.
"Your academic performance is more important than anything else at this stage. Are you thinking of ways to make money again?"
Xia Xiaoluo did not deny it. He changed the topic and spoke eloquently: "There are two types of organizational management, one is goal management and the other is process management. I think goal management is more scientific than process management. As long as
As long as I achieve my goal, it doesn’t matter what the process is like.”
After speaking, he looked at Yang Jingchu confidently.
Yang Jingchu looked at the other person with strange eyes, scolded his mother secretly, and thought to himself, when did this brat start studying management? However, he had to admit that what Xia Xiaoluo said made some sense, and he finally nodded.
Xia Xiaoluo's face was calm, but his heart was surging. This rare freedom was obtained by him with a hundred times of hard work. How many days and nights had he stayed up until late at night, just for today's relief?
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After evening self-study, He Shiyun and Xia Xiaoluo walked in a circle around the playground, with running boys and girls passing by.
Xia Xiaoluo felt that He Shiyun was in a bad mood. In fact, he could probably guess the purpose of He Shiyun's invitation to him.
She kept organizing the language in her mind, and found that no matter how she said it, it was inappropriate...
Is it like the male and female protagonists in romantic TV series say "break up"? The funny thing is that they never formally said that they were together. They hugged and kissed, but they never said that they were boyfriend and girlfriend or anything else?
Finally, He Shiyun spoke with difficulty, and said: "Xiao Luo, my grades have declined. I am very sad and guilty... I can no longer bring you food, nor can I accompany you to self-study...
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Yes, I have to stay farther away from you and not see you. Maybe this way my love for you will be less, but maybe I will have more thoughts. Maybe the torment of longing will make me more painful, but I must do it for me.
Adequate time for academic preparation.
She thought Xia Xiaoluo would be sad, sad, or even cry, but he didn't. He even smiled at her and said: "You are right to do this. What we want is to be together for a lifetime, not just these few days.
These few months, even these three years. I have waited for you until that day when you feel that being with me is only happiness and no guilt."
He Shiyun smiled, clenched her little hands, and told herself: "You must work hard, and one day you can stand beside him without being so humble, instead of standing behind him."
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A car with the words "Oriental Weekend Interview Car" spray-painted on it drove into Luoshui County No. 1 High School. The car attracted the attention of the students. After all, newspaper interview cars rarely come to school.
Wang Dongping got out of the car carrying a bag of candies. He found Xia Xiaoluo's class and asked Yang Jingchu, the head teacher, "Excuse me, is Xia Xiaoluo here?"
Yang Jingchu waved his hand towards Xia Xiaoluo and said, "Someone is looking for you."
When Wang Dongping saw Xia Xiaoluo coming, he wanted to pinch his cheek again. Xia Xiaoluo turned away and said, "Uncle Wang, you look good."
Wang Dongping thought to himself, this kid from the Near East family is quite clever, and he didn't hide it. He smiled smugly and said, "Now my uncle is the deputy editor of the newspaper!"
"Then...how many reporters and editors do you have?" Xia Xiaoluo asked a little teasingly.
"Hey, brat, are you trying to bully your uncle?" Wang Dongping said with a guilty conscience: "There are currently five people in the newspaper office, one editor, one deputy editor, who is me, and two drivers..."
"What is the other person doing?"
"The guard at the gate..." Wang Dongping blushed and explained anxiously: "Despite the small number of us, we have just released seven or eight issues, all of which are bombshells. I believe that it will get better and better in the future."
He clenched his fists tightly and said.
Xia Xiaoluo smiled calmly and said: "Uncle, I believe it will definitely get better..."
Of course he has this confidence. If the world does not change too much because of his rebirth, "Oriental Weekend" will be the aircraft carrier of the Chinese media industry in the future.
Wang Dongping handed the candy to Xia Xiaoluo and said: "Dove's chocolates are not available in our Central Plains Province. My uncle said that if you are successful in applying for the job, I will treat you to some candy..."
Xia Xiaoluo said with disdain: "Uncle, you are so stingy. You are already a 'high official', and you are still so stingy, just buy a bag of candy!"
In fact, he was very happy for Wang Dongping. He now had a much broader world than before.
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Over the weekend, after Xia Xiaoluo dialed the phone number Chu Xiuhan gave him, after a beeping sound, the other party answered the phone and said "hello". Xia Xiaoluo felt that the teacher's voice sounded like a girl's voice.
Xia Xiaoluo said: "Hello, are you Chu Xiuhan's piano teacher?"
The other party said "hmm" and cherished the words like gold.
Xia Xiaoluo said: "I am Chu Xiuhan's classmate. She introduced me to learn piano from you."
The other party softened his voice and said in a hoarse voice: "Then you come to the cultural center, and then go directly to the piano room. I will wait for you there in the afternoon?"
Xia Xiaoluo looked at the microphone and felt puzzled. He frowned and asked, "Teacher, do you have a cold? If you feel unwell, we can try another day."
The other party was a little annoyed and said in the same hoarse voice: "If I ask you to come in the afternoon, you can come in the afternoon. Why are you talking so much nonsense?"
After saying that, he hung up the phone with a bang.
Xia Xiaoluo stuck out his tongue and thought to himself, this teacher has quite a temper.
After lunch, Xia Xiaoluo rode straight to the cultural center.
The courtyard of the cultural center is not big. In summer, it was covered with green ivy. Now only some withered yellow vines remain.
The smell of winter was getting stronger day by day, and the breath he exhaled was milky white. Xia Xiaoluo parked his bicycle, wrapped his military coat tightly, and walked to the piano room of the cultural center...
A tinkling sound like spring water came from the piano room, and the rhythm swayed, as if you were sitting on a boat rocking back and forth. There was a painful sadness hidden in the melodious and mellow tune, which made people burst into tears.
Xia Xiaoluo stood in the corridor and couldn't help being stunned. He hadn't felt this way for a long time. A middle-aged man from the 21st century had already had his heart as hard as a stone. This was lucky and unfortunate, hard.
It is difficult for the soul to feel the rich and delicate touches provided by this world, like a walking zombie.
At this time, he felt that the hard shell of his soul was broken, revealing the softness inside. The sound of the piano touched his soul like a pair of gentle little hands, making him feel warm and sad, making him full of tears.
Eye sockets.
He seemed to see the vast scenery of the Caucasus, the vast grasslands covered with thick ice and snow, the turbulent Volga River, and a beautiful and melancholy Russian girl sitting under the domed Orthodox church and looking longingly...
Finally, the sound of the piano slowly stopped, but he was still immersed in the sad and sad mood created by the sound of the piano and could not extricate himself for a long time.
He leaned over the glass door and took a look, only to see a woman with long hair shawl playing the piano with her back to him.
She sat upright with her upper body. Although she was wearing a blue coat, she did not look bloated at all. Instead, she looked very straight. Her fingers were as delicate as freshly peeled green onions. She danced on the black and white keys, showing that her fingering skills were very skillful.
Xia Xiaoluo stood behind her and called out respectfully: "Hello, teacher."
When she heard the shouting, she chuckled and turned around with a smile.
Xia Xiaoluo was stunned, the other party turned out to be Chu Xiuhan.
Xia Xiaoluo patted her head and realized that, in fact, the number left by Chu Xiuhan was her own number.
He felt like he was being fooled and asked, "Is it fun?" He turned around and prepared to leave.
Chu Xiuhan stood up suddenly and shouted hurriedly: "Xia Xiaoluo, stop!"
Xia Xiaoluo sighed, stopped and said, "Is it interesting to be so deliberate?"
Chu Xiuhan walked up to him, her eyes were red and full of grievances, and she said, "I don't know why you keep avoiding me?"
Xia Xiaoluo smiled bitterly and said, "Is there any?"
Chu Xiuhan said: "First I asked you to become a literary club and radio station, and then I asked you to teach you piano..."
Xia Xiaoluo said: "Actually, if you think so, you are too narcissistic?"
"Narcissism? What does this have to do with narcissism..."
"You think I'm deliberately avoiding you, but that's not the case at all. You're not enough to cause me to deliberately avoid you. I'm just not interested in joining a literary station or a radio station or anything like that!"
"You are not enough to cause me to avoid deliberately" This sentence hit Chu Xiuhan's heart like a heavy punch, and sadness continued to surge in her chest...
It turns out that he is so arrogant. It turns out that I am not even qualified to make him hate me and make him deliberately avoid it. I am really being pretentious...
If people's emotional changes were a kind of chemical reaction, I'm afraid no one knows how emotions such as sadness and despair can change from crazy and self-destructive.
Chu Xiuhan suddenly opened her arms and hugged Xia Xiaoluo from behind. Tears slid down ###'s delicate cheeks and dripped on Xia Xiaoluo's rough military green coat, soaking his clothes, as if she was angry.
Authentic: "Don't leave..."
Xia Xiaoluo stood dumbly, not turning around to hug her, but also not pushing her away: "Sorry, I don't like you..."
"I didn't ask you to like me. I just want to be friends with you. I just admire you. I don't have any extravagant expectations to love you or be loved by you..." Chu Xiuhan gave up her self-esteem and said sadly.
"Be friends...forget it." Xia Xiaoluo said feebly. In this age group, boys and girls are all in love, and it is almost impossible for them to be able to be independent of each other.