Chapter 474 The Most Romantic Thing - A Little Injured
Open your dusty mind and let narrow selfishness fade away; let your free heart fly and let open-mindedness and tolerance return.
Then a suddenly enlightened world opened up layer by layer before our eyes: blue sky, white clouds, small bridges, flowing water, tree-lined paths, with fresh joy everywhere...
I walked along happily and freely, the fragrance of flowers lingered intoxicatingly on my nose, and some petals blown by the wind danced gracefully around me.
More than ten years later, Wang Yang still clearly remembers the scene that day. In the bright September, the sunshine was fresh and beautiful, full of hopeful images...
Later that day, the tall Principal Li laughed heartily.
Amid that laughter, he saw Teacher Wang, who was unwilling to let him enter the kindergarten class, looked at the tall Principal Li, and then looked at him again.
Xiao Wangyang blinked, looked at Teacher Wang, and turned his head away.
He doesn't like this kind of teacher very much.
Because, at the beginning, the teacher didn't seem to like him very much.
If possible, he hoped that he would never let this teacher teach him in the future.
He liked it. Xiao Wangyang tilted his head back slightly and looked at Principal Li, his eyes full of joy.
He likes this teacher.
It would be great if I could teach him in the future.
Only later did he learn that the tall Principal Li had only taught mathematics for five years.
And he was just a child who entered the kindergarten class at a late stage. He was really childish.
"This kid is not worried. He will have to trouble Principal Li and all the teachers in the future." Mother smiled, stretched out her hand and patted him on the back. Wang Yang touched his back, grinned, and smiled like a
Like flowers, they smiled at the teachers in front of them one by one.
His mother once told him that whenever he did something wrong, she would hit him on the back.
All he had to do was smile and apologize.
"Not bad, not bad, you have wisdom." Principal Li raised his hand and touched Wang Yang's head again, "Study hard and learn more knowledge in the future."
"Yeah." Wang Yang responded obediently.
Later that day, he returned home with his mother, and early the next morning, following his brother, he carried the schoolbag that his mother had sewn for him with her own hands, humming the song of Xiaoerlang going to school, and ran towards Liu Xiao.
Went.
In this run, I ran from the age of six to the age of twenty-two.
All he had to do was smile and apologize.
"Not bad, not bad, you have wisdom." Principal Li raised his hand and touched Wang Yang's head again, "Study hard and learn more knowledge in the future."
"Yeah." Wang Yang responded obediently.
Later that day, he returned home with his mother, and early the next morning, following his brother, he carried the schoolbag that his mother had sewn for him with her own hands, humming the song of Xiaoerlang going to school, and ran towards Liu Xiao.
Went.
In this run, I ran from the age of six to the age of twenty-two.
The young head teacher turned and glanced at Principal Li. Now he has grown up.
Principal Li, however, seems not to have aged much. He is still tall and straight, his smile is still bright and arrogant, and his voice is still loud and sweet.
It seems like nothing has happened, but, it seems, everything is slowly changing.
Back then, he looked up to Principal Li in the audience, but now, he and Principal Li are standing side by side here.
However, whether in the past, present, or future, in his heart, Principal Li has always been the person he looked up to.
Outside the window, there were light clouds floating by, and a warm breeze blew by.
Outside of that breeze, the sun is still bright, no light and shadow can be seen, but you can still see the traces of the sun passing through the edges of the light and fluttering clouds.
In such a dreamlike color, he knew that he could use it inexhaustibly to find lost memories, obtain gentle sustenance, start to think intensively, and let the wings of imagination fly everywhere.
When he was young, he used to look at this newly arrived campus with the lively and affectionate eyes of looking at flowers and sunshine. Now, he stood on this familiar campus again, looking at the world with his current eyes and his original mood.
, the vast universe, in a distant corner called the earth, finally lit up with warm and beautiful light.
A light and fluffy cloud passed by the window and disappeared.
But Wang Yang knew that some stories had not yet been told.
Over the years, it has become difficult to tell whether those feelings are true or false. Now in the wind that occasionally passes by, in the clouds that occasionally drift by, and in the warmth of the golden halo, all the stories are written in his heart as a beautiful line.
In poetry, you can watch the red dust flying in peace, and appreciate the ups and downs of the world in solitude.
The young head teacher blinked. In the past few years, Principal Li had made the right decision for many children who were less like him.
In their young hearts, there will always be one or two people who suddenly appear and become the heroes in their hearts. Then, they stand there until they are covered with dust and gradually become impossible to pick up on the memory film.
's imprint.
And one day, if you suddenly pick it up, it will pass through your memory and illuminate the future path.
The young head teacher raised his hand and rubbed the corners of his eyes, and inadvertently caught a glimpse of Sun Yueyue picking up the pencil case that fell on the ground.
Let her be.
She was not the protagonist today. He couldn't say anything out loud, it was just unintentional.
However, my deskmate was also a little squeamish. What would happen if I hit the pencil case lightly? His eyes suddenly turned red.
If it's red, then it's red. Look at Sun Yueyue. Why are you settling accounts with her? Why are you staring at him?
At this time, Principal Li is presiding over the overall situation. How can he, a foil, take over his duties?
Obviously not!
Otherwise, Principal Li will give him a big look and teach him a lesson.
He's gotten a lot of eye rolls today!
The young head teacher looked at Principal Li, and then glanced at Sun Yueyue and her petite classmate Tian Yiyi from the corner of his eye.
Ahem, Sun Yueyue has already apologized to Tian Yiyi and is shaking Tian Yiyi's hand.
It's okay, it's not in vain that he usually looks at her differently.
Hey, what are the students in the back looking at?
The young head teacher was startled for a moment, and looked over, ahem, he was led astray by Sun Yueyue.
Yes, Principal Li is going to ask Yan Xiaoyu to take over what?
The young head teacher looked at Principal Li again and again, and when he saw the third glance, his mind suddenly lighted up.
Look at your pig brain.
Next? Of course it’s to catch the table tennis racket?
Is it possible that you still want Yan Xiaoyu to answer the call?
I am really stupid.
I actually thought that Principal Li wanted Yan Xiaoyu to come to the platform. Oh no, she came to stand on the same stage and watch.
The young head teacher pursed his lips, glanced sideways at Principal Li, and then looked at Yan Xiaoyu.
Huh? What's Yan Xiaoyu's expression?
Next? What next? Yan Xiaoyu looked at Principal Li again and again, and couldn't help but blink again, waves of doubts passing through her eyes.
Are you planning to let her answer the call?
What was Principal Li saying just now? She was only paying attention to her foot pain and didn't pay attention.
Ahem, what's this kid's expression like?
Principal Li raised the table tennis racket in his hand and handed it to Yan Xiaoyu...