Chapter 385 What is the omen of jumping with both eyes?
Xu Suizhu couldn't help but want to laugh when she thought of the boss standing by the phone with a resentful look on his face.
Holding the phone, he dialed a series of familiar numbers. Before coming here, Baozi’s father asked him so many times as if they were test questions that it was difficult not to remember them.
Unexpectedly, after dialing the number, the phone kept ringing for a long time and no one answered.
strangeness!
Xu Suizhu was puzzled.
Since I made an appointment to call at this point, I should have stayed by the phone. Did you forget? Didn't you come to the village committee?
The long tone turned into a busy tone and I tried redialing. Still no one answered.
"Comrade, have you finished dialing?" the front desk of the guest house asked patiently, "Even if there are guests here, you have to use the phone."
"Huh? Oh, sorry."
Seeing this, Xu Suizhu was about to hang up the phone when someone on the other end answered the call.
"Hello? Hello! Who is this?" came the rough local accent.
Xu Suizhu recognized the voice of the village chief and hurriedly asked: "Uncle, I am Guodong's niece Suisui. Is our father Doudou at the village committee?"
"Dad Doudou? Oh, you mean Xiao Lu? He's not here. He told me a few days ago that he wanted to stay at the village committee for two nights. What? Did you two have a quarrel?"
"..."
Seeing that the village chief didn't know anything, Xu Suizhu didn't ask any more questions. There were residents behind him waiting to use the phone, so he had no time to say more.
When she returned to the room, she was completely sleepless.
Somehow, both eyelids began to twitch in turn, the left eye twitched, the right eye twitched, the right eye twitched, and then the left eye twitched.
It is said that "the right eye will jump to disaster, and the left eye will jump to wealth." What is the omen of her left and right eyes taking turns to jump?
Is it possible that something happened to Baozi's father? But what could happen at home? There's no mission...
Just like that, I had been thinking wildly all night. When I woke up in the morning, my head was groggy. I washed my face with cold water twice before I felt a little more awake.
Fortunately, it was the students who performed on the stage and not her. It was okay to sit down and watch it and take a nap if I got really sleepy.
"Teacher Xu, the three rows in front are all foreign guests. The older ones look like they are seventy years old. Do you think they can understand our program?"
"Half of the foreigners sitting in the back came with the same show as us. Look, that team must be performing 'Swan Lake'. I recognize the clothes. I've seen it on TV... such a classic show, I suddenly
I have no confidence in our program..."
"Teacher Xu……"
"Calm down." Xu Suizhu rubbed her temples and reassured the other two teachers. The students were not as anxious as they were. "Since it is a report performance focusing on Sino-foreign exchanges, out of friendliness, we use the performance method of an English drama to allow foreigners to listen.
If you understand and understand, isn't this respect for them?"
This is indeed the case.
After watching the singing and dancing performances with local characteristics and technical local singing brought by other provinces, I watched the representative team of Province Z, who performed a series of fluent English monologues, instantly attracting the rustling foreign audience in the audience - a
He sat upright, closed his mouth, and read with interest.
As the funny plot progressed, bursts of laughter broke out from time to time.
"good!good!"
Foreign guests sitting in the first few rows gave thumbs up from time to time.
An old foreign professor who is over 70 years old and has lived in China for more than 30 years not only understands it, but also has a special experience.
"Back then, the students I taught did make such a joke." He said with a smile while nodding in fluent Chinese.
"Which province sent this program?" After hearing the emotion of the old foreign professor, the leader of the organizer of this event asked in surprise.
"This is an English drama sent by Province Z." The staff below checked the program list and replied.
"Z province? Not bad! Finally something new!"
Although this is a sorority without prizes, if it is done well, the organizer will be praised by superior leaders, and the Z provincial representative team will also be mentioned three times in a row.
"Planning teacher Xu Suizhu? Is he from Z Province? Is he the one who conquered hundreds of outstanding teachers with his domineering English at the seminar?" A teacher who participated in the summer seminar suddenly realized.
"So it's her? Which school is she from? The first high school in Z province? Or the second high school?" It sounded like she was trying to poach someone.
"No, it's said to be a remote middle school in a rural town."
"Isn't it? Such an excellent teacher still stays in a rural middle school? Is there no school to recruit her? What a waste! What a waste! I don't know if I would like to come to Kyoto to work..."
A teacher from another province said sourly: "It must be that we have not agreed on the salary. Some people, when they are famous, just take Qiao, they are too ambitious..."
"You are wrong this time! I heard that the teacher made it clear that he would not take advantage of the situation and that he loved the township middle school."
"Really? Are there still such stupid young people these days?"
"..."
Before the event ended, rumors about Xu Suizhu spread throughout the venue.
Xu Suizhu was thinking about Baozi's father, always worried that something might happen to him, so she didn't answer the phone calls she made as scheduled, and didn't even pay attention to what everyone was talking about.
On the other hand, the students and the other two leading teachers ran over to her excitedly and said, "Teacher Xu, Teacher Xu, it turns out you are so famous! Your fame has spread to Kyoto!"
Emma! No wonder their respective principals trust Teacher Xu so much. I dare say Teacher Xu is so famous in Kyoto!
"Teacher Xu, they are all talking and want to know why you don't move the trap...Actually, we, we also want to know." The leading teachers of the first and second high schools asked hesitantly, "So many good schools are asking for help."
You extended an olive branch, as long as you are willing, you can be treated as you want, why did you accept Fjord Middle School? I heard that your alma mater is not it, what on earth do you think?"
Xu Suizhu pinched her sore eyebrows and said, "I didn't think about anything. My home is right there. I also contracted a small island. Work and life are both important to me."
"Yes, yes, Teacher Xu's island is so beautiful!"
The students who were lucky enough to follow Xu Suizhu to Fuju Island discussed variously:
"I like that white sand beach so much. It would be great if it were summer."
"I like the reef beach in Houhai. I can sit on it and listen to the waves singing and watch the seabirds soar. I won't get tired of it even if I sit there for a long time."
"I like Coconut Grove Avenue. There is a kind of magic there that makes people want to walk along the avenue again and again."
"Don't any of you like the fruits on the island? Oranges, sugar cane, bananas... I wish I couldn't get out of the orchard."
"Hahahaha! You foodie!"
Teachers from the first and second high schools: "It seems that you are having a good time communicating in Fjord Town? You have made progress in the exams and you have a good time. Do you want to continue next year?"
I thought that the students would answer "no" without hesitation, but unexpectedly, after hesitation, these girls and boys said, "We are very happy, but we are afraid that the school and parents will not agree."
"Hey! Do you really think this is a multiple-choice question?" The two teachers pretended to be annoyed and rolled up their sleeves.