Chapter 477 The Most Romantic Thing - Can't Remember
There is a pink figure passing by on the left side.
The young head teacher couldn't help but glance at it, and the next second, he was slightly startled.
Why did Yan Xiaoyu leave?
Did Principal Li let her go? It was so disrespectful to him.
How does he usually educate them?
Yesterday I just told them the fifteenth of the 1,000 little etiquettes, which is to respect others in public.
It's all for nothing. It's in vain that he praised Yan Xiaoyu so much yesterday.
Before Principal Li finished speaking, she left straight away, which was outrageous!
What is Principal Li doing? Seeing Principal Li's calm and indifferent face, the young head teacher couldn't help but look away and twitched the corner of his mouth angrily.
At the age of twenty-two, he was not accustomed to the local environment, so he only obeyed Principal Li.
Looking at the scenery, it seems so calm and peaceful, just like the banner hanging on the right wall: Tranquility Zhiyuan.
He always thought that Principal Li was a low-key person who didn't like publicity. He even thought that Teacher Zhang was a reserved and deep person.
Now, he understands.
Looking at the free and elegant handwriting, it turned out that the most flamboyant and extravagant people in Liu Xiao's entire student life were Principal Li and Teacher Zhang.
Ning Jing, that’s Teacher Zhang’s name, Zhang Ning Jing!
Zhiyuan, that’s Principal Li’s name, Li Zhiyuan!
Are there two people who are so arrogant and flamboyant?
He openly and openly filled every classroom on campus with his name.
I think back then, on the second day of first grade.
Sitting in the first grade classroom, he suddenly looked up and saw above his head, oh no, there was a calligraphy and painting hanging on the wall he was leaning against.
Like the imperial edict lying vertically, ahem, at home during the summer vacation, "Joking Qianlong" saw it. The golden imperial edict with the scroll was what they loved to imitate during the summer vacation.
It's a pity that they didn't find the smooth scroll at both ends, so they found two branches covered with old bark instead, with a small piece of yellow cloth in the middle, which he quietly took out from his mother's needle and money basket.
of.
I had a lot of fun throughout the summer vacation.
And the calligraphy and paintings on the wall are really beautiful.
The smooth gray scroll is suspended from two white nylon threads on small nails at the beginning and end.
There are very fine lines on the blue sky-colored background in the middle. If you don’t get closer, you would think it is just a piece of color. On such a blue background, there are distant mountains outlined with lines, rolling, and a flying swallow lightly outlined with lines, lightly on the upper left
corner and upper right corner emerge.
The one on the left is slightly larger, and you can see the appearance of the flying swallow. Even the small black eyes and the very obvious symbol of the swallow's tail are clearly visible. In the upper right corner, there are dots and hooks in the distance, but it can also be seen.
People can't help but think of it: a pair of swallows flew from somewhere, and they were holding on to the west of the painting Liang.
In the lower right corner of the blue sky background is a small boat, setting sail and the water ripples slightly.
The eight characters splashed in ink in the middle catch the eye: tranquility leads to far-reaching goals, indifference and clear ambition.
The pen is full of ink, and the pen is like a dragon and a snake!
After so many years, these calligraphy and paintings are still there.
It was still the same as he remembered it, nothing had changed.
So much so, that on the first day he walked into the third-grade classroom and saw these calligraphy and paintings, he suddenly had the illusion that he was back to his childhood.
That sense of familiarity and intimacy instantly made him, a beautiful young man who thought he was sunny, feel misty in his eyes.
The flowing lines and handwriting like clouds and smoke were so familiar that he couldn't help but go back to the past.
That year, the first time he saw this calligraphy and painting...
With a face that was one part naive and one part ignorant, he asked the first-grade teacher, Mr. Wang: Who wrote this? It’s so beautiful.
I just don’t know a single word!
Teacher Wang curled his lips at him and glanced sideways: There is a name on the signature.
Xiao Wangyang blinked, looked at Teacher Wang, and said nothing for a long time.
I am really afraid of what will happen.
This Teacher Wang is the Teacher Wang he dislikes the most, the Teacher Wang who doesn't let him come to school.
They were really enemies, but unexpectedly, just after one year of studying, he was bumped into by Teacher Wang, who became his Chinese teacher and class teacher.
He doesn't like this Teacher Wang.
He also saw that Teacher Wang didn't like him either!
The little girl in front was talking to Teacher Wang just now, and Teacher Wang was smiling.
He thought for a while, how about he give it a try and have a few words?
Let's see if Teacher Wang still remembers him. If he forgets to sign up, then he will be a grown-up and will not care about Teacher Wang. From now on, he can be a good student with peace of mind, study hard, and make progress every day.
Unexpectedly, Teacher Wang actually gave him a big look.
Fortunately, he has a strong heart and is used to his brother giving him a big look every day.
He wasn't afraid, he continued! Let your horse come over!
Hum! Xiao Wangyang hummed in his heart and glanced at Teacher Wang.
"What do you want me to do?" Teacher Wang glared at Xiao Wang Yang, "Hurry up and do your homework. What time is it already, and I'm still busy."
Xiao Wang Yang blinked: "Teacher Wang, I can't read, which two characters are the signature?"
Teacher Wang, who originally wanted to walk to the back of the classroom, paused and looked at Xiao Wang Yang: "If you don't know how to read, study hard, look up the dictionary, and ask random questions every day. Do you think you have a hundred thousand whys?"
After saying that, he walked towards the classroom.
This kid is really worried. Do you think he is an encyclopedia?
Do you think he doesn't remember?
He still remembers what happened last year.
He wanted to see how much fun this show-off kid could make.
I forgot to ask Teacher Miao from the kindergarten class the day before yesterday.
Xiao Wang Yang curled his lips and stared at Teacher Wang's back for a while, then turned around, raised his head, and looked at the calligraphy and painting above his head.
Alas, it seems that Teacher Wang is still holding a grudge.
What should we do? Xiao Wangyang thought about it seriously. When his eyes fell on the small boat setting sail, he suddenly smiled.
Just ignore him.
Anyway, there are so many students in the class. As long as he doesn’t come to him, Teacher Wang will not take the initiative to come to him, right?
That’s it.
Xiao Wang Yang smiled slightly and stared at the words on the wall in a daze.
Which two characters are the signature? There are eight characters in total. Are they the first two, the middle two, or the last two?
"Why are you dazed?" Suddenly I felt a weight on my shoulders.
Looking up, Teacher Wang's square face came into view.
Xiao Wang Yang thought for a moment, blinked his eyes, and replied innocently: "I'm looking for the two words in the signature."
"What are you doing looking for a signature?"
Teacher Wang rolled his eyelids, glanced at Xiao Wang Yang, then raised his eyes and glanced at the lower left corner of the calligraphy and painting, haha, there was no signature.
This brat must be looking for trouble!
"Listen to Teacher Wang and look up the dictionary to read." Xiao Wang Yang answered seriously, with an innocent look on his face.
When Teacher Wang heard this, he couldn't help laughing and laughed out of anger.
Hey, Teacher Wang actually smiled at him? A small joy flashed in Xiao Wang Yang's heart.
He knew that his mother was right, that ignorant and childish people are lovable.
Xiao Wang Yang raised his face and showed his seven white teeth towards Teacher Wang. He paused for two seconds and then closed them again.
There's a bit of air leakage.
He seemed to be so happy that he forgot that he was now in the teething period, and one of his original eight white teeth had fallen out.
"Hahaha." Teacher Wang laughed instantly and pointed to the lower left corner of the calligraphy and painting, "No need to look it up, the teacher tells you that this is the calligraphy written by Teacher Zhang for five years and the painting by Principal Li."
"Oh." Xiao Wangyang nodded thoughtfully, "Thank you, Teacher Wang, you are so kind."
Huh? Teacher Wang was startled for a moment, paused for two seconds, gently patted Xiao Wang Yang on the shoulder, turned around and walked towards the podium...
"The spring water is as green as the sky, and the boat is painted and listened to the rain to sleep."
The young head teacher silently repeated a sentence in his heart. It was Teacher Wang's favorite sentence many years ago.
Later that day, Teacher Wang seemed to like smiling at him.
And he was happy with it. Under Teacher Wang's not-so-pretty smile, he passed two years and reached the third grade...
The young head teacher blinked slightly, seeing the familiar calligraphy and painting, the familiar background pattern of flying swallows and boats in the blue sky, and the familiar handwriting.
With one stroke, it looks like a runaway horse soaring into the sky and away from the dust; or like a dragon flying in the sky, moving around, coming from nothingness, and returning to the void again. This almost crazy impulse of primitive vitality is included in it.
The aura of heaven and earth.
After so many years, it seems that nothing has changed and is still the same.
The same goes for this calligraphy and painting, just like the way he first saw it.
It seems that everything is different.
The calligraphy and painting are there, Principal Li is there, Teacher Zhang is there, and he is back too.