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119 The last lesson

When I did those wrong things, if this price came, I would be anxious and wanted to hide. But today, I didn’t want to hide at all. The bastard from the Education Bureau had harassed me for so long, and finally broke it. It was better to have a short pain than a long pain.

I remember when I was a girl, I didn’t like to scheming and didn’t accept bullying or accusation from others. When I talked in the dormitory, Wang Zhaoyang asked who it was, and I would stand up after a while and curse silently in my heart. Those who didn’t stand up were cowards.

I don’t want to be a timid coward, even though admitting this may cause me to lose my job and I can’t open a class in school if I lose my job, and it will be difficult for me to make 10,000 yuan a month.

But there are always positive solutions to things. I think I will admit my mistakes and ask the principal for a chance to forgive. The matter is done by humans.

After arranging training courses for the students, I walked out of the dance classroom, breathed a sigh of relief, and nodded to myself.

The conference room was already crowded, and I came late, so I could only sit in the front row. During the meeting, no one was willing to sit in the front. There were many messy meetings like the school, most of which were the school leaders talking endlessly, talking about things that remained unchanged for thousands of years, and then delaying everyone's rest or preparation time.

Sitting behind will make you feel relatively free.

I sat down, and there was no familiar teacher next to me. I might be embarrassed today, and I am losing my lord.

Wang Zhaoyang came in later than me and did not squeeze to me. He knew to avoid suspicion appropriately, but he also sat in the first row.

We looked at each other and smiled.

Sorry, Teacher Wang, today the students are going to embarrass you.

Of course, I was still a little nervous. The principal came and said in an official voice, "It's been wasting everyone's time."

No one missed him, and the principal sat firmly and began to speak, "We are teachers in school, and we are doing education. What is education? It is teaching. I won't talk about teaching. The average scores in our school for several years are good, and everyone's professional ability is affirmed. What about preaching? "The tone is a stronger, " "virtue, the basic principle of being a human being, the virtues of individual teachers, for the sake of those little profits and personal grievances, joke about the reputation of the school. How is it now? It's revealed, it's good-looking, right?"

As he said that, he glared at me, making me blush.

I hurriedly lowered my head and blinked my eyes, feeling so guilty that no one dared to look at it. The principal said, "I'll give you a chance. Who did the last sudden assessment? I'm using the education bureau to tamper with it? Now I stand up and apologize to the school in front of all the teachers."

I swallowed my saliva, Principal, you're so bad. Why do I rent your classroom 1,000 yuan a month? Is it okay to not look at the monks and see some money?

After a little hesitation, I guess this one will not be able to get off today.

The principal said, "How is it? I'm sorry to stand up, I'm embarrassed to call your name!"

The principal glared at me again, and a very careful person caught the principal's gaze and followed him. But at this time I felt that although the principal's words were ugly, they actually did not mean to let me stand up. He was scaring people. As the saying goes, killing chickens for monkeys to see.

There are many teachers like me who have done bad things in school.

I am considering here whether to stand or not, is there any need to stand? Didn’t the principal say that? He won’t name it.

At this time, the people around me suddenly turned their eyes in another direction, and I followed them. Seeing Wang Zhaoyang standing up, I glanced at everyone lightly and looked at the principal. He said, "Principal Gu, I asked someone to do this. I don't need to investigate. I will bear the responsibility alone."

The audience was in an uproar. In fact, if Wang Zhaoyang did this, it was particularly the case, because the most direct impact on that matter was the primary school director. The primary school director and Wang Zhaoyang were in a competitive relationship, and the primary school director always secretly stumbling to Wang Zhaoyang.

The principal's expression changed suddenly, and he must have never expected it.

"Director Wang." The principal shouted.

Wang Zhaoyang took a breath slowly and nodded to the principal. Everyone stopped talking. I stared at Wang Zhaoyang and looked at me. You looked at me. What do you want to do? I can't afford to lose this person.

Wang Zhaoyang turned his head and said to the teachers present, "Sorry, everyone, the matter is my personal personal grudge, which has delayed everyone's time. Today's meeting will be dispersed first, I will say something to Principal Gu alone."

Nodding again, he glanced at the principal and walked out of the conference room directly, still in such calm and unlucky steps.

The surroundings continued to be in an uproar. The principal was a little embarrassed by the quarrel. He lowered his eyes helplessly and added, "The matter is still under investigation, but this is not an exception in the school. Today's meeting is to ask everyone to reflect on whether they have the virtue of being a role model. Let's leave the meeting first."

Frowning, the principal walked out.

It's all official words, who really reflects on it? As soon as the principal walked in front, the teacher behind him scattered like birds and beasts, and I was the only one sitting here and I didn't want to move for a long time.

It seems that I have just realized that Wang Zhaoyang took over this matter for me, so why did he let him take over it?

The people were almost dispersed, and the art teacher in the back row passed by me, "Let's go, Xiaoyan, go for dinner."

I smiled and shook my head, "You go first, I have something to do."

I sat in the conference room until the building was empty, and turned to look at the position where Wang Zhaoyang had just stood. He protected me and was so good to me. I didn't want me to bear the slightest pressure from the outside world, even though that was what I should bear.

I feel really uncomfortable.

I still plan to go to the principal to admit my mistake. If Wang Zhaoyang just doesn't want me to be embarrassed publicly, then it's nothing to lose someone in private.

I got up, moved slowly to the principal's office, and I knocked on the door.

"Enter." The principal's voice.

I pushed the door and stood at the door. The principal looked at me, "Xiaoyan, you go out and wait first. I have something to say to Director Wang."

When I looked at Wang Zhaoyang, his eyes were still soft, and I stepped back.

Wait and wait, and when the students lined up to go to the cafeteria and the teaching building was very quiet, Wang Zhaoyang pushed the door and walked out.

I looked up at him, as if the man in front of me was extremely tall.

There was a hint of resentment in my eyes, and he blamed him for taking his own initiative and helping me admit my mistakes. He didn't want me to bear the criticism. Do I like him being criticized?

I was going in to find the principal, and he pulled my arm, "No need to go, I've finished talking to the principal."

"You," I was a little anxious, "What are you doing, it has nothing to do with you, why do you admit it for me?"

Looking at me quietly, he said, "In my heart, we don't distinguish between you and me."

I felt very bitter, and bit my lower lip and turned my face aside and looked at the ground with a look of annoyance.

His voice fell from his ears, "You don't have to look for the principal anymore. It's time to say that I've finished talking, and the school will not pursue it anymore. If another teacher asks you anything, you don't have to admit it."

I looked up at him suddenly, feeling something was wrong.

He nodded, "I'll resign."

My pupils were wide and my expression was complicated. No, this was not as serious as resignation.

He exhaled and said, "I don't want to do it anymore. Actually, I never like to be a teacher. I feel that the responsibility is too great and I always want to teach students everything I think is right, but in fact I can't guarantee that what I think is right is absolutely right." A wry smile, "Has I made a mistake myself?"

I lowered my head and whispered: "Don't tell me this, I don't believe it."

"What's there to believe," he smiled. "If you don't believe me, then who else can you believe?"

I curled my lips and was about to cry.

He continued, "This time I went back to school, I just wanted to find peace for my heart, but you also saw it, and the school may not be a place of peace," he smiled a little, "Actually, when I was doing business, businessmen at least wrote the word "profit" on my face. The intentions of these scholars sometimes make me feel even more disgusted. I don't know how to play with those sets..."

"You don't like it." I whispered.

He nodded, "Yes, I don't like it very much." He sighed, "You must believe that black and white also exist, but it only exists in the hearts of people. You must integrate into this society, but you must also try to maintain a pure heart. Many things are indeed what you see, not society does not allow you to be simple, but you are often impetuous with society. In fact, occasionally impetuous is nothing, but you must have your own persistence. Before doing everything, calm down and think about whether it violates your persistence." He paused, and he smiled, "Has I been preaching to you again?"

I shook my head. This is not preaching, this is his care for me. If it weren't for his preaching again and again over the years, I would have long since I hadn't been able to fall into a mountain valley.

He is really my teacher, a very responsible teacher, who always supervises and cares for you.

I choked and said, "You said before that I would definitely be better than them..."

"You are only in your twenties, why are you anxious? Look at me in my thirties, I have no career, no family, no family, do you think I have a promising future?" he asked.

I nodded foolishly. I have a promising future. I think Wang Zhaoyang is the most promising person in the world.

Touching my hair, "This is not necessary to compare. As long as you have your own persistence, you don't have to put yourself in a position of comparing with others."

I continued nodding, Wang Zhaoyang smiled, as if he was going to leave.

No, I can't stand it anymore. No matter if anyone sees it, I want to pounce on him and hug him, "Where are you going?"

He rubbed my hair again, "I won't go anywhere, I just don't accompany you at school. Now you have a task to swipe a copy alone. No one teams up, you are your own T. Can you guarantee to come out of the copy alive?"

I looked up at him, if it was in the game, I could.

Wang Zhaoyang pulled me out of his arms. When he smiled, there was a small wrinkle in the corner of his eyes, but he smiled relaxedly, "If you miss me, you know where to find me. If you guess the password a few more times, you will definitely be able to guess it."
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