Seeing Lin Wufeng imitating Wu Jianguo's pitiful appearance vividly made Song Ying laugh out loud. When a normally serious person tells jokes, it has a more comedic effect.
After laughing, Lin Wufeng changed the topic: "What Lao Wu said actually makes sense. Our family has purchased so many things in the past two years. Although the neighbors didn't say anything in front of us, they have some thoughts in their hearts.
In the end, it’s better to keep a low profile.”
Song Ying was a little unhappy: "Huh, everyone came to our house to watch the TV. When they left, they knocked melon seeds and peanut shells all over the floor. No one stayed to help us clean up. They took advantage and then complained.
Ours is not, what kind of people are they?"
Lin Wufeng smiled bitterly when he heard this. The truth is this, but human nature is like this. Everyone is very poor. If you suddenly become rich, you will inevitably be jealous of others.
"What should we do? We can't sell the bicycle we finally got, right?" Song Ying said depressedly.
Lin Wufeng coaxed: "That's not necessary, but it's better not to buy any more big items in the past two years."
"Anyway, I bought everything I should buy for my family. If I don't want to buy more, I won't buy more."
Song Ying suddenly remembered something: "By the way, Haozi said that the rewards from the Provincial Sports Bureau have not been distributed yet. What if it is some kind of electronic ticket or something? You can't sell it, will it be regarded as speculation?
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"This... let's see when the time comes." Lin Wufeng had no idea for a moment.
The couple stared at each other, never expecting that one day their home would be troubled by too many electrical appliances.
After a while, early in the morning, several bicycles filed out of the small courtyard.
Qin Hao and Zhuang Tunan were riding in one car each, with Lin Dongzhe and Zhuang Xiaoting in the back seat respectively. Song Ying was driving Huang Ling to work on her bicycle. Lin Wufeng was worried that Song Ying's half-hearted driving skills would cause her to fall, so he followed behind.
Zhuang Chaoying was left alone to walk to work. The only bicycle at home was bought by Huang Ling in exchange for a sewing machine from her dowry. After so many years of marriage, it was rare for a dual-income family to live like this.
Qin Hao and Zhuang Tunan first sent Lin Dongzhe and Zhuang Xiaoting to the entrance of the attached elementary school, and then rode their bikes to No. 1 Middle School. Compared with the attached elementary school, No. 1 Middle School was much further away. It took at least half an hour to walk and ten minutes to ride a bicycle.
a few minutes.
The two came to the school gate and parked the car. Zhuang Tunan hesitated: "How about I take you to the Academic Affairs Office?"
"Class is about to start. You go ahead. I'll ask someone and I'll know how to leave."
It happened that the morning reading bell rang, and Zhuang Tunan hurriedly followed the crowd into the teaching building.
At the door of the Academic Affairs Office, Qin Hao knocked lightly on the open door. A middle-aged man wearing glasses glanced up at him and said casually: "What's the matter?"
"Come and report."
The middle-aged man frowned when he heard this: "Rantanqin, it's been almost a month since school started before I came to report. Where are your parents?"
"Gone."
"Where are you going? No matter how busy you are at work, you can't ignore your children's studies. What's your name?"
"Qin Hao."
"Qin Hao, let me take a look..." The middle-aged man lowered his head and rummaged around for a while, then suddenly froze up and spoke in an almost trembling voice.
"You...are that Qin Hao?"
In an instant, the middle-aged man's attitude changed 180 degrees and he waved to Qin Hao: "Oh, isn't this our little champion? What are you doing standing outside? Come in and sit down."
"Thank you, Director Li."
"You sit down first, I will ask your class teacher to pick you up."
"Do I need to go through the admission procedures first? This is my tuition fee..."
Before Qin Hao could finish what he said, Director Li interrupted: "Ahem, after the school leaders held a meeting last week to discuss it, high-quality students like Qin Hao will be exempted from tuition and various tuition and fees, and will be reimbursed every month.
You can receive a meal subsidy of twenty yuan."
Naturally, Qin Hao would not refuse the money he received for free: "Thank you, Director Li and the school leaders for your concern."
"It should, it should. In the future, whether Qin Hao has any difficulties in study or life, you can report it to your class teacher, or you can come to me directly. The school will do its best to solve it for you." Director Li said, patting his chest.
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While he was talking, Qin Hao's class teacher also came. He was a middle-aged man in his forties, tall and thin, and wearing a pair of glasses. He looked a bit dull, and he looked somewhat similar to Zhuang Chaoying.
"Teacher Qian, this is Qin Hao, who just won the Go individual championship at the National Games, and helped our JS provincial team win a bronze medal in the Go team competition, winning honors for our No. 1 Middle School. From now on, he will
He is a student in your class. He is still young. You must take good care of him and report anything to me in time."
After explaining everything, Director Li asked Qin Hao to follow the class teacher to class.
As soon as he entered the class, some classmates recognized Qin Hao.
"I know him. I just saw him on TV a few days ago. Why is he in our class?"
"The National Games Go champion is in the same class as me?"
Teacher Qian walked to the podium with a straight face and knocked on the table: "Quiet."
"Classmate Qin Hao, please sit in that empty seat first. I will bring your books later."
Qin Hao nodded and sat on the left side by the window.
Teacher Qian was having a hard time teaching this class because the students were not paying attention to him. They were all looking towards Qin Hao, wanting to see the difference between the National Games champion and them.
After finally enduring forty-five minutes, when the bell rang, Qin Hao was quickly surrounded by people. Later, even students from the next class came over to watch the fun.
Qin Hao felt helpless for a while, feeling as if he was an orangutan in the zoo being watched by a group of close primate relatives.
Fortunately, it was quickly interrupted by the bell. Children of this age are still very afraid of teachers.
In 1979, a nine-year education system was implemented, with five years of primary school, two years of junior high school, and two years of high school. After nine years, you can take the college entrance examination, so the curriculum is still very full, and more students have been added in recent years.
English as a foreign language course.
There are a total of four classes in the morning, not including morning reading, and three classes in the afternoon. Fortunately, there are no evening self-study classes at this stage, otherwise many students who live far away will have to live on campus.
Qin Hao had been wandering in his mind all morning, and finally it was lunch time. He waited in the cafeteria for a long time before he saw Zhuang Tunan rushing over.
"How is the report going smoothly?" Zhuang Tunan asked with concern.
"It's okay, it went pretty smoothly."
You also need meal stamps to eat in the school cafeteria. You need to exchange them with food stamps first, but one pound of food stamps can only be exchanged for one pound of meal stamps, which is not cost-effective.
Zhuang Tunan took out two meal tickets from his pocket: "You haven't exchanged your meal tickets for it yet. Let me ask you..."
Before Zhuang Tunan could finish speaking, Qin Hao took out a handful of meal tickets from his pocket.
"It's better for me to pay for the meal supplement provided by the school."
Zhuang Tunan looked puzzled: "Is there any meal subsidy in school?"
"What do you eat?"
"No, I have it."
“I can’t finish the meal subsidy of 20 yuan a month by myself, so it’s wasted.”
"Then...I won't be polite."
Zhuang Tunan made three large bowls of rice, and finished them all in less than a quarter of an hour. If you don't say that a half-grown boy would eat it up, I can eat quite a lot at this age.
"Hiccup~~~"
Zhuang Tunan burped and said with some embarrassment: "My mother only gave me twenty kilograms of food stamps a month. I usually don't have enough to eat, so I couldn't control myself."
"Okay, don't be polite to me. Aunt Huang usually takes care of me. By the way, do you know where the library is?"
"I happen to be going to the library too, let's go together."
"good."
Soon, the two came to the library. The library of No. 1 Middle School did not look impressive from the outside, but the books inside were quite comprehensive, ranging from various teaching books to more popular magazines and monthly magazines on the market.
There are many Chinese and foreign famous works.
"Haozi, the books here can only be read by junior high school students in the library and cannot be taken away. High school students can only borrow them." Zhuang Tunan reminded in a low voice.
Qin Hao nodded slightly, indicating that he understood, but when Zhuang Tunan saw that the afternoon class time was coming, he quickly put the books in his hands back to their original places and called Qin Hao back to class.
However, Qin Hao had no intention of putting the book back, but walked straight to the librarian.
"I'd like to borrow this book."
The librarian glanced up at him and pointed impatiently at the red letter on the side: "Junior high school students can only read here. Borrowing is the right only for high school students."
"Oh, can you lend me the phone?"
"The internal call cannot be made."
"As long as we can attack the inside."
Soon, the librarian received instructions from the dean of academic affairs, and his attitude immediately changed 180 degrees.
"Classmate Qin Hao, please register."
"Thanks."
Qin Hao took the book, turned around and said to the stunned Zhuang Tunan, "Let's go, we're almost late."
After leaving the library door and walking about fifty meters, Zhuang Tunan came back to his senses and said in a strange tone: "Junior high school students can't borrow books, right?"
"Rules are made for ordinary people. When you are strong enough, you can ignore the rules or even make new ones." Qin Hao replied casually.
Zhuang Tunan frowned: "Just because you won the National Games championship?"
"Is this a privilege?"
Qin Hao paused and spread his hands: "If you can also win the National Games championship, you can also enjoy such privileges."
Many times, what people hate is not their privileges, but they hate that they are not the ones enjoying the privileges.
During the afternoon class, Zhuang Tunan still couldn't get into the state. He grew up in the same courtyard together. Even if Qin Hao won several national championships, he didn't feel that there was much difference between Qin Hao and himself. But it only took one day.
Time and the various preferential treatment given to Qin Hao by the school have severely impacted Zhuang Tunan's world view.
Twenty yuan of meal tickets is enough for a family of three to eat in the cafeteria for a month. The iron rule that junior high school students cannot borrow is something Qin Hao can solve with just one phone call.
All of this showed Zhuang Tunan a completely different world, especially Qin Hao's sentence: The rules are made for ordinary people, which made Zhuang Tunan secretly question: Are he an ordinary person?
Zhuang Tunan always felt that even if he entered the provincial key No. 1 middle school, he could still be among the best and was definitely outstanding among his peers. His parents had always been proud of him, and his neighbors also praised him. But all this in Qin
In front of Hao, everything seemed so mediocre.
Before school ended in the afternoon, the dean of students came to the class to ask questions.
"By the way, next Monday during the flag-raising ceremony, we will arrange for you to speak on stage. Do you think you will write the manuscript yourself, or will we prepare it for you in advance?"
"Then I'll trouble you, Director Li."
"No trouble, no trouble."
After Qin Hao left, Director Li handed over this task to the head teacher, Teacher Qian.
At about five o'clock in the afternoon, smoke was already rising in the small courtyard, and Lin Dongzhe and Zhuang Xiaoting also returned from the interest class at the Children's Palace.
Zhuang Xiaoting lay on the table doing her homework as soon as she came back, while Lin Dongzhe read with relish the "Doraemon" comics that Qin Hao brought back for him.
Song Ying couldn't stand it: "It's all Japanese characters, can you understand it?"
"If I can't read the characters, I can look at the pictures, and there are many Chinese characters in the Japanese characters, so I can make a rough guess." Lin Dongzhe said proudly. This was a valuable experience he gained after reading it several times.
"You, if you were half interested in studying, no, one third of it, you wouldn't have to copy Xiao Ting's essay when writing an essay." Song Ying said, hating the fact that iron cannot become steel.
Song Ying shivered with anger when she thought of the essay that Lin Dongzhe submitted. Last week, the teacher asked her to write a proposition: My Dad. As a result, the essays submitted by Lin Dongzhe and Zhuang Xiaoting were 90% similar, and the titles were both:
My father is a high school teacher.
It made Song Ying walk around when she saw Zhuang Chaoying, as if she was getting married for the second time. Lin Wufeng also rarely dealt harshly to Lin Dongzhe. When did he become a high school teacher?
Lin Dongzhe's scar healed and he forgot about the pain. He didn't take Song Ying's words to heart at all, and he still read the comics leisurely.
Until the sound of a bicycle came from the alley, Lin Dongzhe immediately hid the comic book, took out his homework from his school bag, and pretended to start writing.
"Haozi, it's your first day of school today, how do you feel?"
Song Ying has always wondered why Lin Dongzhe turned a deaf ear to her own words, but obeyed Qin Hao's orders.
Lin Dongzhe's answer to this is: Brother Hao is very powerful, he can do everything, and he will come true whatever he promises, and he has never lied to me.
"It's okay, the teachers are quite friendly." Qin Hao said with a smile.
The corner of Zhuang Tunan's mouth twitched behind him. He was quite friendly, so friendly that his world view almost collapsed.
"Okay, you go and do your homework quickly, I'll cook the food and it'll be ready to eat soon."
Qin Hao wrote his homework very quickly, finishing it in less than an hour. The key was that his handwriting was very neat. Lin Dongzhe was once very envious of his ability and pestered him to "teach it"
As a result, Qin Hao's answer was only two words: write more and practice more.
Lin Dongzhe gave up struggling instantly.
Today, each family had their own food. Huang Ling poked her husband with chopsticks in the banker's house.
Zhuang Chaoying followed her gaze and noticed that Zhuang Tunan was strange.
"Tunan, what's wrong with you?"
"No, it's nothing."
After the meal, Huang Ling had an ominous premonition in her mind: "Isn't Tunan in puppy love?"