The sound of Lang Lang's reading is accompanied by the bright sunshine, indicating that it is a bright weather.
Xiao Qian stood at the door of the school and looked at the signboard. He was very sure that there was no school called Huayuan Primary School in Chuansha Town in his previous life.
This is another different place that needs to be kept in mind.
"What are you looking at? Come on, don't keep the teacher waiting."
Today is the day for Xiao Qian to enter school. As a father who hopes his son will succeed, Xiao Guoji took care of himself. Not only did he wash away the green onion smell from his body, but he also put on a few clean and neat clothes.
He felt that his good looks should be able to lead the way and attract people to stop in the streets, but he didn't know how strange the eyes he attracted were.
Nowadays, Shanghainese no longer wear Liang...
This reflects the huge gap in the development of the times.
In the north, Doliang is still the best clothing material in the minds of many people. Being able to use Doliang to make a shirt or a pair of trousers and wear them is a very prestigious thing.
But in Shanghai, it has begun to accept the impact of foreign things.
Xiao Qian didn't have the nerve to hit her dad, mainly because Xiao Guoji didn't have any other clothes.
Holding hands with Xiao Guoji, the father and son walked into a Shanghai primary school in the 1990s.
The person who received them was the school's dean of education, Chen Fengqi. As for the principal, the Xiao family and his son were not worthy of the principal's presence.
"Is this your child?"
Chen Fengqi sat cross-legged behind his desk and did not get up to greet him. When he saw Xiao Guoji's well-dressed body, he knew it was not necessary.
Xiao Guoji just smiled and, without saying a word, took out a cigarette from his pocket and handed it to Chen Fengqi.
"Teacher Chen, you smoke."
Xiao Guoji vividly demonstrated the Northeastern people's business habits.
In this era, there were no regulations on teachers' ethics and appearance. It was common for unscrupulous teachers to smoke in the office. What's more, it was not uncommon for teachers to do this in the classroom.
Just looking at the Ashima Xiao Guoji handed over, Chen Fengqi's face was stern. As soon as he raised his hand, a red pagoda mountain appeared next to him.
"Teacher Chen, please smoke this."
Chen Fengqi didn't say anything when he refused. He took the cigarette and let Xiao Qian light it with him.
Smoke with a stronger fragrance quickly filled the office, making Chen Fengqi look more like a god.
Xiao Guoji was stunned when he saw this scene from the side.
Looking at Ashima in his hand again, he no longer had any desire to follow her.
Xiao Qian, however, acted as if he had done something trivial. After helping Chen Fengqi light a cigarette, he naturally left the remaining box of cigarettes on the table, as if they were not his.
This time, Chen Fengqi's expression became more kind.
"Your child is pretty good. I checked it out and found that he has excellent character and academic performance. It is right for him to come to our Huayuan Primary School. In line with the attitude of being responsible for the child, I plan to place him in the third class of the year where there are more good talents.
What do you think, Lao Xiao?"
Xiao Guoji's mind was filled with confusion.
My own children have never been to school, so how can they be good at both character and study?
But if the dean praises his child, then everything is fine.
"Okay, okay, Teacher Chen, please pay more attention. If my boy is naughty and disobedient in school from now on, you will beat him to death. Don't be polite."
Xiao Qian's eyes widened.
Dad, you are very happy. Is it really okay to betray your son like this?
So it was decided that Xiao Qian would transfer to another school.
It wasn't until he left school that Xiao Guoji had an attack.
"Little calf, where did you get the cigarettes?"
Xiao Qian clasped her little hands behind her back, like a veteran cadre.
"I bought it."
Such a reasonable answer, so irrefutable and true.
This is an era where it doesn’t matter whether the person buying cigarettes is of age or not. As long as you dare to buy, the people selling cigarettes will dare to sell.
But Xiao Qian didn't give up yet. He turned against the guest and taught Xiao Guoji a lesson.
"In the future, be more generous when asking for help. If you don't give up your children, you won't be able to trap the wolf. No, if you don't give up money, you won't be able to get things done. Also, if you still wear true clothes from now on, don't go out with me."
Xiao Guoji's head was buzzing, and he didn't stop until he saw Xiao Qian walking away.
"Oh, little brat, do you dare to teach me a lesson? Are you looking for a slap in the face?"
Before he could finish his scolding, a young man with wavy hair, wearing a floral shirt and bell-bottom pants walked past, attracting Xiao Guoji's attention.
He caught up with Xiao Qian in a few steps, pointed at the big wave, and asked: "Son, do you think I look handsome dressed like that?"
Xiao Qian was speechless and choked.
"You must be very different dressed like this with scrambled eggs and fried rice."
The next day, Xiao Qian sternly rejected Xiao Guoji's proposal to send him to school and strolled to school alone with his schoolbag on his back.
Children in this era are not so pampered, and the traffic in this era is not so perverted.
A seven-year-old child goes to school alone, and there is no problem in the eyes of the parents. Ever since Xiao Guoji and his wife mastered the skills of making pancakes and fruit, they have completely occupied the nearby breakfast scene and are very busy.
According to Amilan, they had already moved away from their hometown because they were too busy.
In this era, there was really no easy way to make a living in the Northeast. State-owned enterprises were declining day by day, and the spring breeze of reform and opening up could not be felt. The entire society seemed rigid and declining.
Coupled with the fact that many people are too lazy to work, the economic situation will only worsen.
Anyway, there are many relatives in the family, and they are all poor. They need help in this big city, so shaking people became the first choice.
Xiao Guoji and his wife have fully grasped the spirit of reform and opening up - getting rich first leads to getting rich later, and their ideological awareness is far higher than those of later generations such as cucumbers and small goals.
As agreed yesterday, Xiao Qian arrived at school and first went to see his class teacher, who was also his immediate boss.
Originally, she thought she would be an intellectual, dignified, beautiful and elegant lady wearing a white shirt, black skirt, crystal black stockings and high heels. However, the Mediterranean Sea that appeared in front of her brought Xiao Qian back to reality instantly.
Xiao Qian was deeply ashamed of her depraved thoughts, and was taken to the classroom by her head teacher Liang Daguang.
Regarding the sudden addition of a student to the class, Liang Daguang's mood was like that of a bronze Buddha in an ancient temple, neither sad nor happy.
This was arranged by Chen Fengqi, the dean of students, and he couldn't refuse.
However, out of an attitude of being responsible for the class, Liang Daguang still taught Xiao Qian earnestly on the way to class.
"Our class is the best class in the whole school, and we are among the best in every test. When you get here, you have to study hard, follow the example of everyone else, and don't be naughty, you know?"
Just as Xiao Qian was about to nod, Liang Daguang opened the classroom door.
A wave of sound rushed towards them, causing the two of them to stumble.
"Dinosaur Special Class Kesai, let's go!!!!!!!!"
A little fat man whizzed past the door, with a thin man chasing behind him.
"Zhu Bajie, where can you escape? Give me a stick."
Through the little fat man and the little thin man, books and desks are flying all over the classroom, and the pen and ink are the same color as the blackboard. What a refreshing sight!
"What are you doing? Rebellion!!!!!!!"
Liang Daguang's roar instantly silenced the noise. Looking at the dozens of children sitting neatly, Xiao Qian even rubbed his eyes suspiciously.
Do you know how to teleport or something like that?
Standing on the podium, Liang Daguang spat and lectured for a full thirty minutes. What hurt him the most was the blackboard eraser in his hand.
Xiao Qian stood nearby and could clearly see that the blackboard had been wiped out for a while.
Liang Daguang bitterly reprimanded the students for their indulging in fun and emphasized their fine style of hard work before he remembered what he was here to do.
"My name is Xiao Qian, don't ask me why I'm here? I'm just here. Existence is reasonable. From now on, I will be one of you."
Amid the roaring applause, Liang Daguang looked confused.
Are all kids today so awesome?
Are you actually starting to play with such profound philosophies?
Then do you want to study further?
Xiao Qian was assigned a seat. In fact, it didn't matter if he didn't assign it, because there was only one empty seat in the entire classroom.
Xiao Qian walked over, facing the scrutinizing gaze of the girl next to her the whole time.
Before he could sit down, the little girl had already grabbed the pen and drew a thick and colorful line in the middle of the desk without any courtesy.
"You are not allowed to come over."
The 38th Parallel, it’s really nostalgic. It’s been a long time since I’ve seen it, which made Xiao Qian smile with nostalgia.
Then he took out the Chinese language books from his schoolbag and smashed them on the 38th line. Most of them were on the little girl's side.
