Roaming in the world of film and television

three days later.

afternoon.

Xie Weizhou came out of home after lunch.

He lives in Linzhong Community, which is only a few minutes' walk from the elite middle school. Driving is too troublesome. Walking is somewhat difficult for a person of his age, so he bought a bicycle and rode it, which can stretch his muscles and bones , and effortlessly.

He rode faster today, it should be said that he rode faster in the past few days, because he was very annoying. The public opinion caused by Lin Yue has not been weakened by time, but has intensified. The reason for this, he thinks, is because of that song. A well-known popular song can maintain its influence on the public for more than half a year. An indignant social event will fade away in just ten and a half days. The problem now is that this song is linked to the review event. When someone sings it, it is like reminding the listeners not to forget the high school student who dared to resist injustice, and not to forget the "elite middle school" whose name is somewhat unfair.

hush...

With a whistle, the traffic coordinator flashed a red flag, the pedestrians at the intersection were stopped, and the traffic flow in the middle began to pass.

Xie Weizhou also stopped, with one foot on the ground, supporting the bicycle.

At this time, a group of children in school uniforms came over, all carrying schoolbags and holding small flags, and beside them was a woman in her thirties wearing glasses, who should be children from the afternoon nursery class led by the teacher to go to school.

For Xie Weizhou, it doesn't matter where these children come from and where they go, what matters is the songs they hum together.

"Go, do you deserve it, this ragged cloak."

"Fight, fight, with the humblest dream."

"To the whimpers and roars in the night."

"Who said that those who stand in the light are heroes."

"..."

Lonely brave.

Another lone warrior.

The singing voices of others smiling at him penetrated into his ears, but it hurt like a needle prick.

When he cast a look of disgust at the group of children, he aroused the hostility of two men nearby, but gradually, this hostility turned into doubt, and then turned into surprise. There was a strange light in his eyes, as if he knew Out of his identity.

hush...

When the traffic coordinator blew his whistle again, he was more active than those riding battery cars, and rushed out first.

Fleeing, to be precise, because he was terrified of two men who recognized him pointing at him and saying "Look, that's the principal of the selective high school".

Now that he's not a street rat, his treatment is about the same.

Five minutes later, Xie Weizhou came to the school.

The situation these days is completely different from before. Teachers of all grades began to avoid him, and slipped away when they met in the corridor to say hello. Pushing this step, I'm afraid it won't be far away.

"Ms. Su, can you take a class for me in a while? Class ten."

"Class Ten? Teacher Li, this afternoon... I remember you are in Class Eight, right?"

"Ms. Wei called just now and asked me to help her with a class. I agreed, but something happened at home temporarily, and I have to deal with it immediately, so I have no choice but to ask you for help."

"What's wrong with Mr. Wei these days?"

"Don't mention it. On the day Lin Yue was fired, didn't she deliver it to the door? He broke that guy's wood carving, and they asked her to pay for it. If she didn't pay, she would sue in court. You don't have to bring a lawyer to negotiate."

"How much can a piece of wood carving cost?"

"I heard that the price given by the appraisal company is 120,000."

"A wooden carving made by a child is worth more than 100,000 yuan? Why doesn't he snatch it? Is there something tricky about it?"

"Then I don't know, anyway, Mr. Wei has been tossed a lot these days."

"It's not just Teacher Wei, but our principal, I'm thinking that life will not be easy. Yesterday, my relatives in Northeast called me, and they didn't forget to ask if the elite middle school you work in has been very popular recently. that?"

"My relative is more realistic. In the past two months, he still pestered me to ask if the elite high school had any vacancies. Guess what, just say no to it.”

Xie Weizhou slowed down his pace at first, but he couldn't bear it any longer when he heard this, and walked out of the corner with a cold snort. When the two teachers in front saw him, their expressions changed drastically, and they called the principal, and hurried away.

Jingle Bell……

When the class bell rang, he also came to the principal's office, stood in front of the window for a while, took out his mobile phone and called Tang Yuanming.

"Hello, Mr. Tang? How's things going?"

It had been three or four days since he drove Tang Yuanming home. After that, not only did he not receive any contact, but there was no clarification video. Instead, the incident became more and more troublesome, and he was under a lot of pressure.

then what should we do? Public opinion put pressure on him, so he put pressure on Tang Yuanming.

"I can't do it."

"Can't do it?" Xie Weizhou was stunned, he didn't expect Tang Yuanming to speak so aggressively.

"Principal Xie, I can't help you with persuading Lin Yuefa to clarify the video."

"You figure it out, you're not helping me, you're helping yourself."

"If you mean work, I can apply to the Education Bureau to transfer to another school."

Xie Weizhou was annoyed by this blunt reply, but Tang Yuanming didn't give him a chance to continue talking, and directly pressed the hang up button.

beep beep...

Listening to the electronic busy tone coming from the speaker, Xie Weizhou blushed with anger, and his chest heaved violently.

Ding ding ding dong...

At this moment, the phone rang. He thought it was Tang Yuanming who called, so he pressed the connect button and put it to his ear without thinking.

"Hey, are you the principal Xie from the elite middle school?"

This voice...is very strange, not Tang Yuanming.

"Yes, it's me. May I ask what you want from me?"

"Oh, I'm the designer of Zhongxing Redwood Furniture Factory in Dongyang City. I would like to ask you for your help. Give me the contact information of the parents of the student who was just expelled from your school."

Xie Weizhou thought he had been humiliated and said angrily, "Where did you find my contact information?"

After asking this question, I felt that the conversation was meaningless, so I hung up the phone without waiting for the other party to answer.

Lin Yue, Lin Yue, Lin Yue, it's all Lin Yue, why don't they just expel a student? The result is like stabbing a hornet's nest, it's annoying to death.

Ding ding ding dong...

At this time, the phone rang again. It was different from the last time. He picked it up and looked at it, and found that it was an unfamiliar number. He thought it was the call from the person who just changed his phone, so he pressed the connect button.

"I don't know, I don't know, I don't know his parents' number! Stop calling!"

"..."

"Director Tong of the Education Bureau? Sorry, there was a harassing call just now."

"..."

"Okay, I'll go right away."

Xie Weizhou lost the momentum he had just now, he looked like a dry old monkey who had been expelled from the monkey group. Finally, the higher authorities couldn't stand the trend of public opinion on the Internet and wanted to interview him.

...

two days later.

Lin Yue was sitting on a bench in the park, with half a catty of wheat in a plastic bag beside him, and in front of him were a dozen pigeons, cooing, pecking at the grains of wheat spilled on the ground, and occasionally raising their heads to look at a few The little girl carved with jade on the sidewalk across the street—I don’t know if it’s because of fear, or because the adults don’t want her to disturb this harmonious scene, the little girl just holds the adult’s hand and stops to watch from a distance.

But this scene was broken. The pigeon flapped its wings and flew into the sky, and there were a few more feathers on the ground, some gray and some white.

Lin Yue frowned, squinting at the uninvited guest who disturbed the flock of pigeons.

"Did Tang Yuanming tell you I'm here?"

Xie Weizhou said, "That's right."

Lin Yue said: "Then you are here to ask for peace? Let me guess, have you been interviewed by the leaders of the Education Bureau? Unable to bear the pressure, you have to come to the door to apologize in person?"

All right.

It was indeed the leader of the Education Bureau who asked him to come to Lin Yue, because this incident was too big, the city suppressed the education gate, the education gate suppressed the district education bureau, and the district education bureau suppressed him, letting him wipe his own ass.

"I warn you, don't go too far." Xie Weizhou said: "What do you think will be the result of being on TV? After the heat is over and people forget your name and what you did, do you see if there is still a school that wants you? "

Lin Yue looked at him with a mocking look: "My grades are now at the bottom of the elite middle schools. I didn't get up or down in high school for three years, so I just mixed up with a junior college. After I came out, let alone go to a big factory to take the civil servant exam, I could get a job in the screw industry." Any technician in the factory is good, with a salary of five or six thousand a month? Then do you know that a mahogany furniture factory in Dongyang called me yesterday and offered what conditions? Help me contact the best local school and support me to take the Zhejiang beauty exam hospital, and pay me a monthly salary during this period.”

"..."

Xie Weizhou knew he wasn't lying, because two days ago a furniture company in Dongyang did call to ask for the contact information of Lin Yue's parents.

"Admitting counseling requires the appearance of admitting counseling." Lin Yue handed over the plastic bag beside him: "Give it to the little girl over there."

"you……"

Xie Weizhou was furious. You must know that he is the head of a school. In an elite high school, he was the absolute emperor. Now he is being commanded by a seventeen or eighteen-year-old boy. This tone... can't be swallowed no matter what.

"Let me tell you, I will retire in three years. What do you think I have to be afraid of? At worst, I will quit being the principal."

"Do you think it's over if you don't become the principal?" Lin Yue said: "The stone statue of Qin Hui kneeling in front of the Yuefei Temple has been spat on for hundreds of years. Have you heard the song "The Lonely Brave"? I want to know who wrote this song, and I have been trying to contact its author, but there is no progress, but in the process, I found a very interesting phenomenon, this song is most popular among elementary school students and junior high school students, then you Do children who grew up singing this song remember the injustice I encountered in this school when they saw the name 'elite high school' when they were applying for high school? Then they voted with their feet? Xie Weizhou, you said I Make things a big deal, no school will accept me, it is tantamount to reaping the consequences and losing the opportunity to learn, then have you ever thought that elite middle schools will lose their high-quality students because of this, ten or twenty years later, when it becomes a national school The worst middle school in the district, even no longer exists. When people talk about this, they will say who destroyed the elite middle school? I think...you were not dead at that time, right? You want to go to see Yan with infamy My lord, I wish you more scenery on the road to Huangquan."

After listening to this narration, Xie Weizhou felt his head thump, and he was dumbfounded.

As a principal, what is he most concerned about? reputation! The school's reputation, his reputation, otherwise he wouldn't have made great efforts to scout for the number one scholar in the senior high school entrance examination. But as Lin Yue said, if this matter is not handled properly, he is likely to become the culprit in the downfall of the elite high school.

"So if you don't want to ruin your reputation and affect your family, there is only one way, and that is to try to resolve the public's negative impression of elite high schools with a humble attitude, and end this farce with a relatively good result, for example, invite me back " Lin Yue handed over the plastic bag containing the wheat again: "Am I guessing right? Mr. Principal."

Xie Weizhou didn't expect him to be so difficult to deal with, and he basically knew his own mind thoroughly.

"We'll talk about the conditions when you come back."

Xie Weizhou took a look at the little girl not far away, and could only bear the unhappiness, took the plastic bag, walked over to hand it to the little girl's mother, and then pointed to the boy sitting on the bench.

Lin Yue waved his hand, put his fingers in his mouth and blew.

The whistle sounded.

The pigeons that were disturbed by Xie Weizhou and flew into the sky just now landed next to the little girl one by one. She was so happy that she clapped her hands and scattered the wheat grains given by the adults on the ground.

"Tell me, what do you want?"

Xie Weizhou looked at the young man in the opposite city who was much deeper than he had imagined, and was about to bargain.

Lin Yue stood up, touched his growling belly and said, "I'm hungry."

"you……"

"Let's write an inspection first, something deeper."

"You... don't deceive people too much."

Lin Yue glanced at him, smiled, and walked away.

...

on Monday.

The sun is warm and warm, sprinkled in every corner of the campus, lively whispers, bright chasing, lazy you and me in the classroom.

Lin Miaomiao sat in her seat, dragging her cheeks with her hands, staring at the blackboard in a daze.

"Mice, what do you think will happen if "The Lonely Brave" is played on the radio station in the afternoon?"

Jiang Tianhao, who was racking his brains to think about math problems in front of him, froze, thinking that he had heard wrong, he turned around mechanically: "Lin Miaomiao, what did you say? Say it again."

Deng Xiaoqi also heard her whimsical words.

"Miaomiao, don't you want to stay at the radio station?"

Even Qian Sanyi, who has always been calm and has the demeanor of a general who does not change his face when Mount Tai collapses in front of him, couldn't help but stop writing and look up, his face in a daze.

"Let me just talk about it." Lin Miaomiao straightened her body: "I went home on the weekend and checked it online, and even kindergarten children were singing this song. A good student who hides secrets, my damn desire to share is just around the corner, do you know that?"

Deng Xiaoqi said firmly: "What's nice, it's too bad."

Jiang Tianhao said: "If you broadcast this song on the radio station, do you know what the end of the prelude is? You are so stupid."

Of course Lin Miaomiao knew the consequences of doing so, not to mention how the headmaster would react, Liu Yang would have to kill her alive. Based on Lin Yue's actions, "The Lonely Brave" is a banned song in elite middle schools, whoever sings it Who S13.

"I just had a whim."

Deng Xiaoqi was about to speak, when the class bell rang, and the students who were active in the corridor returned to the classroom one by one, and sat back in their seats. She also kept her mouth shut, handed her best friend a look that would make her unhappy, and opened the math textbook , I turned the book to the summary of powers and exponents in Chapter 3 to do a preview before class, which seemed very diligent.

The math teacher, Zhao Rongbao, is their class teacher, and he must have more face than the teachers of other subjects.

The same goes for other students.

However, footsteps were heard at the front door, and after a figure entered the classroom, she thought it was Zhao Rongbao who had arrived, and raised her head to look at the podium, almost jumping up in surprise.

Lin Miaomiao supported the myopia glasses with her hand, stared blankly at the person who came, and spoke plausibly.

"No, no, no, no, it's not true."

Everyone's expression was capitalized "doubt", because the person standing in front of the classroom was none other than Lin Yue who had been expelled from school.

How did he come back?

Still running to the first class of high school?

Jiang Tianhao's complexion changed quickly, from doubt to gloomy in just two or three breaths.

Qian Sanyi picked up his cup and took a sip of tea, seemingly indifferent, or he had already thought that things would change like this. After all, the pressure of public opinion is so great, it is possible for the principal to admit that he is cowardly.

Lin Yue glanced around, settled on the seat next to the window, walked over and put his schoolbag on the table, pointed to the last row and said, "You, go to the back."

Tian Xu was not bad in height, but he was very timid. He blinked at him for a while, then quickly lost the battle and slipped away with his belongings.

At this time, Zhao Rongbao also came in from the outside. He wanted to arrange a seat for him, but found that he had done it himself.

Snapped.

At this moment, Jiang Tianhao slapped the table and stood up, and said indignantly: "Mr. Zhao, wasn't he fired? Why do you come back to class?"