Wen Liang leaned against a telephone pole at the door of the small shop opposite the Municipal Party Committee compound, watching Zuo Yuxi walking slowly through the crowds of cars as the sun gradually set. The dark single-breasted women's suit was open, and the white high-collared plaid shirt outlined an elegant arc on the chest. The light-colored hollow belt bound up the slender waist that could not be grasped with one hand. The sleeves of the shirt were rolled up, revealing a pair of crystal white wrists that were as white as frost and snow. The left wrist was wearing a women's watch, which flashed a little light in the sun, looking both capable and dashing.
Her legs wrapped in trousers are long and round, her high heels sway her body, and her long black hair draped over her shoulders flutters as she walks, exuding a unique grace and charm.
The mountains are covered with snow, but life continues without a break.
The moon is bright above, and the fireflies have no light.
Somehow I suddenly remembered this poem, as if it was written in one go just for Zuo Yuxi, who is charming everyone at this moment.
Wen Liang smiled, his mouth slightly raised, and said, "Director Zuo, I am a little envious of the employees of the Education Bureau now."
"Oh," Zuo Yuxi smoothed the hair beside her ears, tilted her head slightly, and said, "What do you mean?"
"Just imagine, when everyone starts their boring work day after day, as long as they look up, they can see a stunning beauty right in front of them. This kind of benefit is not available in every company!"
Before Wen Liang's teasing voice died down, Zuo Yuxi's starry eyes flashed with a sly smile. She suddenly took a step forward, almost invading the boy's arms. Her red lips exhaled like orchids, and the faint fragrance filled her nose. She whispered, "My office is very large, and the sound insulation is good enough..."
Wen Liang's heart skipped a beat and he was stunned on the spot. It took him a while to react, and his eyes immediately flashed with flames that were enough to melt ice and snow. Zuo Yuxi was almost amused to death by his stupid and eager expression. If he hadn't been worried about being on the street, he would have fallen into his arms and laughed so hard.
A gentle and gracious person is naturally not as unbearable as he appears. However, the secret to getting along between men and women is that you advance and I retreat, and there is give and take, so that you can fully enjoy the beauty of mutual affection.
After talking about Shunyi's situation, Zuo Yuxi handed over a few test papers and said with a smile: "I took a big risk by stealing from the company this time. Don't forget what you promised me, haha!"
Thinking of the conditions Zuo Yuxi had offered when he asked her to help him cheat that day, Wen Liang took it with a bitter face, flipped through it for a few times and it turned out to be the test questions for this unified examination. He shook it in his hands for a few times and said, "I gained a lot in the east, but lost a lot in the west. I am also trapped in my own trap..."
The sky suddenly became a little gloomy, the sun was covered by a dark cloud, and the cold wind blew up. Wen Liang did not delay and went back to school after parting with Zuo Yuxi. He had to find Huang Mei before school was over and ask for Ye Yuting's address. Compared with the mess in Shunyi, perhaps in his heart, he cared more about Ye Yuting's stay or departure.
But no matter what, he would not watch Ye Yuting leave like that.
Although Lingyang is not far away, the world is unpredictable. Once you leave, you may never see each other again. This is a big regret for Wenliang who lives a free life after rebirth. After all, we can meet by chance in the vast sea of people and have the honor of spending a very pleasant time together. We can't rashly kill all this because of some unpredictable accidents.
Ye Yuting can naturally decide her future life at any time period, but Wen Liang does not want this decision to have any negative impact on him.
If Ye Yuting wanted to leave Qingzhou, she could have left long ago with the energy she showed this time. If she didn't leave, it meant she didn't want to leave. Wen Liang sighed. The sequelae of not being able to control the lower body were always so painful.
When he saw Huang Mei in the office, he realized that Ye Yuting had come to the school and was still talking in the principal's office. Wen Liang thought for a moment, turned around and went out, first went to the only printing room at the school gate to explain some matters, and then rushed to the classroom to catch up with the last political class in the afternoon. Mr. Xu, who taught politics, was in his forties. He was old-fashioned and serious. He would always say that the light of the truth of Marxism-Leninism was forever, but he would always say that imperialism would never give up its desire to destroy us. He was a very annoying person. Even though Wen Liang was scheming, he hesitated outside the door when he saw it was him, and finally gritted his teeth and pushed the door open.
"Hmm?" Teacher Xu rolled his glasses and glanced at him sharply, "Wen Liang, where have you been? Why are you back for class just now?"
Wen Liang knew that with his personality, he would never stop arguing, so he didn't answer him. He rushed to the podium, grabbed his arm, and said, "Teacher Xu, ..."
Before Wen Liang finished speaking, the class was in uproar. In 1995, the Ministry of Education had not yet introduced strict measures to stop corporal punishment in schools. Teachers still had great authority and deterrence. It was rare to dare to grab a teacher's arm in public. Given that Wen Liang's reputation was not much better than that of a bedbug, Zhang Tianqi immediately stood up and shouted, "Wen Liang, let go!"
With someone taking the lead, several male classmates who were not on good terms with Wen Liang or had an excessive sense of justice all stood up, and the sound of stools and tables colliding with each other continued:
"Why don't you let go? You dare to hit the teacher? If you have the guts, hit me one and see!" This guy was obviously fanning the flames and had bad intentions. Wen Liang glanced at him and said, "You little bastard, I'll settle the score with you after this."
"Wen Liang, let's talk nicely and calm down first!" This man had good intentions.
"That's right. Don't think it's okay to hit us. If you dare to hit the teacher, you will be in trouble." The speaker was Li Yang, the only boy in Class 3 who had been beaten by Wen Liang. It is understandable that he said such sour words.
There was a lot of chatter and the crowd was talking at once. Wen Liang finally had time to say the next sentence: "I have something to discuss with you..."
Teacher Xu is indeed a seasoned Marxist-Leninist fighter. When Wen Liang grabbed his arm, he didn't even frown and said, "Urgent?"
Wen Liang nodded, and Teacher Xu carefully looked at his expression and walked directly out the door. The few people who stood up were dumbfounded, and they looked at each other awkwardly. Zhang Tianqi laughed, "Well, everyone sit down, it's okay, sit down!"
Wen Liang was too lazy to argue with them and went to the corridor to talk to Teacher Xu. Everyone in the classroom was curious, whispering to each other, as if they had walked into a farmer's market. Meng Ke poked Ji Su's back with a pen and laughed softly, "What tricks is your Wen Liang playing again?"
Ji Su didn't do what the others did just now. With her understanding of Wen Liang, she knew that he would never hit the teacher for no reason. But she was also a little worried. Wen Liang looked like he really had something wrong... Thinking of the boy who could easily navigate the dangerous world outside, what kind of big thing could make him, who was always calm, be like this...
Ji Su was preoccupied with something and ignored Meng Ke's teasing. She shook her head, her eyes drifted outside the house, her pretty eyebrows slightly frowned, and she said nothing.
After a while, Teacher Xu walked in and said, "This class ends here, everyone study on your own!"
The classroom was completely silent. Everyone was stunned to see Teacher Xu walk away, and then there was chaos. Amid the noise, Wen Liang once again walked up to the podium, resting his hands on the desk, leaning forward, and sweeping the classroom from left to right with a calm gaze. Strangely enough, the young man at this moment exuded the majesty and steadiness that only an old teacher could have.
The noisy voices gradually died down, and everyone looked at Wen Liang on the podium, either with disdain, expectation, or curiosity, waiting to see what he was going to do.
Unexpectedly, Wen Liang's first words plunged the entire class into a sad trough. He whispered, "Teacher Ye, we're leaving!"
Yes, the amiable and respectable teacher Ye, who is both a teacher and a friend, is leaving!
These boys and girls, aged sixteen or seventeen, are in the most sentimental season of their lives. They love the wind and the moon, like the flowers and poems, and chase after the people and dreams. They are pure and innocent, and if someone is very nice to them, they will return the favor with great infatuation.
And Ye Yuting, the young and beautiful teacher Ye, just satisfies all their fantasies of perfection.
But today, Ye Yuting is leaving!
Silent sadness quickly spread, and even the most mischievous students lowered their heads in silence. Wen Liang suddenly raised his voice: "Teacher Ye, she is leaving!"
Finally, someone couldn't stand this atmosphere anymore and angrily said, "We all know what you are shouting about!"
"Yes, we know, but what's the use of knowing? It's impossible for her to stay for us."
Various voices rang out. Wen Liangjing stood on the podium and waited for everyone to vent their anger before she said word by word, "I have a way to get Teacher Ye to stay!"
"ah?"
Everyone's eyes lit up, and Ji Su was undoubtedly the brightest one among them. But unlike the others, her eyes only bloomed for that boy.
Ye Yuting sat on the sofa in the principal's office, listening to the old man's chattering. Although Lingyang's strong intervention had simplified many procedures, she had stayed in No. 1 Middle School for so long, and she was grateful for the principal's care. She had to come and say goodbye anyway. If she left, she might not see him again.
Qingzhou was a sad place. If it weren't for the gamble and the fact that she couldn't let go of her students, she might have left here long ago.
As for deciding to leave now, it’s a good thing for me, her, and that… that bad boy…
I don't know what she thought of, Ye Yuting's pretty face suddenly turned a little red. When she heard the principal's voice, she raised her head and asked, "Well, what?"
The principal smiled and said, "What's wrong? You look distracted. Are you reluctant to leave this place? Why don't you stay? It would be a crime against my students if No. 1 Middle School lets such an excellent teacher like you go..."
The always serious old leader suddenly started joking, and Ye Yuting also laughed: "I'm leaving, so as not to mislead the students..."
The principal laughed loudly, stood up and walked to Ye Yuting, stretched out his hand and said, "Yuting, when you get to Lingyang, please say hello to Secretary Zuo for me. I really miss the days of working under my old leader!"
This is also what the topic implies. No matter how many twists and turns there are, we will eventually get back to this topic. Ye Yuting hummed but didn't say much. The principal stopped there and sent Ye Yuting to the office building. He said, "It's going to rain soon. If it's inconvenient to take a taxi at night, call Xiao Zhou and ask him to take you to the train station. I've already told him."
Xiao Zhou was the principal's full-time driver, so Ye Yuting couldn't refuse and agreed. As soon as she turned around, she saw dozens of people standing in a row in the small square in front of the office building: Ji Su, Meng Ke, Zhang Tianqi, Li Bao, Ma Gang, Chen Xiaozhen, Ren Yi, Song Ziyun, and of course, Wen Liang who was standing in the front!
Swish!
A long banner opened in the air and said, "Teacher Ye, please don't go!"
Seven big words appeared on the letter. Each word was plain but carried the sincere and innocent hearts of all the students in Class 3. Ye Yuting was completely stunned. Not to mention her, even the principal who had been in the education field for decades and had seen many old teachers loved by students had never seen such a scene. In order to retain a young female teacher, the students would spontaneously make banners and line up in front of the teaching building to block her way away.
After all, the principal was much calmer. He recovered from the shock first and said jokingly with a smile: "Teacher Ye, you might want to reconsider my suggestion just now. Not for anything else, but just for these lovely students!"
Before he could finish his words, raindrops finally began to fall from the dark cloudy sky. In an instant, raindrops filled the sky and poured down!
It was a rare heavy rain in early winter!
Young faces flashed by in the rain, and Ye Yuting's eyes were moistened for a moment. She took a trembling step, letting her body get wet in the rain, and choked up, "Classmates..."
"Teacher Ye, don't go!"
The thunderous roar was deafening, as if it drowned out the sound of raindrops hitting the earth. It traveled across a distance of more than ten meters and was deeply engraved in Ye Yuting's heart.
She never thought that one day, there would be so many students using their tender voices and young bodies to stand in the heavy rain and refuse to leave!
The rain was getting heavier and heavier. In just a moment, everyone's clothes were soaked. Ye Yuting woke up as if from a dream. She hurried down the stairs, rushed to the front of everyone, and shouted: "What are you doing? Go back quickly. What if you catch a cold from the rain? Go back to the building quickly, quickly!"
"We won't leave unless you promise to let us stay, teacher."
"Yes, we won't leave. Teacher Ye, you don't want us anymore. I'm sick."
For the first time, Ye Yuting realized that her teacher's authority was gone, but she was also moved by them and said, "You, you..." She hardened her heart. If so many people were sick, it would be a big liability accident for the school. Her face became serious and she said, "Zhang Tianqi, how can you be the class monitor? Take your classmates back to the classroom immediately!"
Before Zhang Tianqi could say anything, someone shouted, "School is over now, Zhang Tianqi can't control us!"
Ye Yuting realized that she had not known when many classmates had gathered around. It was just after school. At first, twos and threes of people stopped to watch out of curiosity, and then more and more people gathered. Some nosy people came over to inquire about the reason and spread the news. Soon, students from other classes started to cheer: "Good job, Class 3. I support you on behalf of Class 4!"
Judging from the voice, it was obviously Liu Zhi and that fat guy!