Veteran new police officer

You need to wear a helmet when riding an electric bike, and you need to find a parking space when driving.

The work is not far from home, Jiang Yue doesn't want to cause so much trouble, and is used to walking to and from get off work.

After returning home from the east gate of the community, she walked into the inner street holding an umbrella. She saw the dance school on the third floor with the lights on. She shook off the rainwater on the umbrella and took the elevator to the third floor.

The sky corridor connecting the outer street to the inner street has been turned into the hall of Linlin Dance School.

There are two rows of benches on both sides, and several LCD TVs are installed above the floor-to-ceiling windows on both sides.

If parents send their children to dance lessons, not only can they sit here and wait, but they can also see what is going on in the classroom through the LCD TV. It feels a bit like a train station waiting room.

Jiang Yue put the umbrella at the door, took off her mask and walked in. She saw Xu Linlin, who was wearing dance clothes and had a curvy figure. She was facing the mobile phone on the stand, serving the children with the sound of music like a live broadcast. Dance online classes.

She dances gracefully, powerfully, with full concentration and passion.

Like a cute "little swallow", a smart "traffic conductor", and a lively "dancing elf", they use themselves to infect the children who are taking online classes, introduce the children into the situation, and encourage them They express their emotions and guide them to use dance movements to express themselves instead of mechanically moving to the music.

"It hurts, right? Okay, let's take a rest."

Xu Linlin was immersed in her own world and was completely unaware of Jiang Yue's arrival.

She walked over and turned off the music, brought a towel, wiped her sweat, and said with a smile to the mobile phone that was broadcasting: "We should treat the pain on the pole as a kind of enjoyment. As long as we can't die dancing, we will go there." Jump to death!"

"Teacher, it hurts so much..."

A cute little kid is frowning on his mobile phone.

Xu Linlin hung the towel around her neck, looked at her phone with a smile and said, "If it doesn't hurt, you won't be able to go to a good school in the future. It hurts and makes me happy. The more it hurts, the closer we are to our dreams."

Dancing means showing off in front of others and suffering behind others! As dancers, we have to be tough on ourselves. Only by enduring hardship can one become a master! Remember what the teacher said, as long as I don’t fail, I have nothing to fear! "

One after another, the children on the other end of the video were amused, and Jiang Yue couldn't help laughing.

Only then did Xu Linlin notice the uninvited guest. She quickly announced that get out of class was over and turned off the live broadcast on her mobile phone.

"Why are you alone today?"

Jiang Yue took off her shoes, came over and sat cross-legged on the floor, looking at her slender figure with envy.

Xu Linlin sat opposite her, rubbed her legs and said, "They are all off work. The wages are small and we cannot let them work overtime."

"So you personally teach those children who are taking online classes?"

"Those few students just now are not ordinary students. Even if they are not off work, only Jinyu and I can teach."

"Why is it unusual? Why can't others teach it?" Jiang Yue asked curiously.

Xu Linlin reached for the tea cup, unscrewed the lid and took a sip of water, and said proudly: "Because those children just now will take the art exam in the future, so they must be professional!"

"Art exam class?"

"Well, there are eight students in total, two in the first year of high school, four junior high school students, and two elementary school students. Not all of them are from our Linghai, but also from Gaoru, Taitung and Sigang."

I didn’t know much about this industry before, but now I know a little.

For example, the so-called grade examinations are actually useless because they are all amateur and not professional.

But art exam classes are different, because children will have to apply for art schools in the future. If they are not professional enough, they will be in trouble if they fail to pass the exam.

Thinking of this, Jiang Yue snickered and asked, "Is the tuition also expensive?"

Xu Linlin put down her tea cup and said helplessly: "Studying art costs a lot of money, the two in high school are 35,000 per year, the one in junior high school is 30,000, and the one in elementary school is 20,000."

"This is a big customer. How did you get it?"

"Introduced by a friend."

Xu Linlin picked up her phone, thought about it and smiled: "Primary and middle schools will resume classes in a few days. People from the National Health Commission said that as long as training institutions like ours submit applications, they will join forces with the public security and market supervision next month. Come to the bureau for inspection and acceptance.

As long as the on-site inspection and evaluation meet the conditions for resumption of classes, we will be allowed to resume classes. At that time, I will find a way to take the art exam first. Although it is not comparable to art exam training institutions in big cities, our conditions in Linghai should be the best in all aspects. "

Gym classrooms, rehearsal rooms, locker rooms... are clean and tidy, with plenty of sunlight, and the hardware conditions are second to none in Linghai.

As for the teaching staff, she not only graduated from an art school, but is also one of the highest-level dancers in Linghai and even Binjiang. Not only has she won many awards, she even serves as the deputy director of the Linghai Song and Dance Ensemble.

Jiang Yue believed that she could run this dance training school with an investment of nearly 10 million, and was about to ask her to go back for dinner when she asked with a wicked smile: "cadres pick up cigarette butts, teachers pick up trash...Xiao Yue, today you're creating 'Yet?"

Jiang Yue was stunned, then smiled bitterly and said: "Create something, create something every day, go to the street to pick up cigarette butts every day. The leader said that small cigarette butts affect the big environment, and small cigarette butts reflect big civilization, this is not a thing Little things.”

“Looking at Moments this morning, several friends who work in the government are picking up cigarette butts.”

Xu Linlin smiled, then looked at her phone and said, "Xu Ke from the Propaganda Department just called me and told me that Chuangwen's promotional video would be re-filmed and asked me to go to Xinghu Park on time at nine o'clock tomorrow morning."

"You are the face of our Linghai. How can we miss you when shooting a city promotional video?"

"What kind of good looks are there? When I mention them, I get angry."

"What's wrong?"

"Our song and dance troupe used to have a formal establishment. The government allocated funds, paid insurance, and paid wages. Later, it was reorganized and market-oriented management was implemented. We only paid insurance to employees and no longer paid wages."

Jiang Yue asked in a low voice: "The restructuring of the song and dance troupe happened many years ago. What does it have to do with you?"

Xu Linlin sighed softly: "I was born at the wrong time, so it has nothing to do with me, but I am the deputy leader now, and the old employees in the regiment cannot ignore things when they happen."

"What happened to those old actors?"

"I always thought that there was no problem with the insurance, but a few days ago I received a call from the Human Resources and Social Security Bureau, saying that I owed more than 50,000 yuan for the part I should pay, and I owed more than 100,000 yuan for the part that my employer had to help pay. I told them to make up for it quickly, otherwise it would be entered. There is no system.”

"Then who should I contact about this matter?"

"Our current department is the New Bureau of Culture, Radio, Television and Television. I called Bureau Wu. Bureau Wu said he had no money and asked me to ask the Propaganda Department. So I have to participate in tomorrow's event. I want to ask Xu Ke in person about these historical legacy How to solve the problem?"

The identities of these people in the song and dance troupe are really embarrassing.

Although they are not within the system, they do similar work to those within the system.

District committees, district governments, bureaus and offices, as well as all streets and towns, will come to them no matter what kind of cultural and artistic performances they organize.

When the Propaganda Department of the Municipal Party Committee asked each district or county to submit programs, they were the first ones that the Propaganda Department of the District Party Committee thought of.

The theatrical performances at the end of the year, last year’s celebration of the 70th anniversary of the founding of the People’s Republic of China, and the sending of operas to the countryside, all kinds of performances came one after another.

The epidemic situation in Binjiang is under good control. It is said that the medical staff who supported Beihu will be back soon, and they will soon be holding various commendations and artistic performances. They are busy again.

Although each event has a budget, they don’t have much in their hands.

What's more, the program needs to be constantly updated, and the same number of performances cannot be performed over and over again. Therefore, the small amount of money required to arrange and undertake performances, so many people, one share, is simply not enough to sustain life. I could only go out and do various trainings, but I didn’t expect that even the insurance I had agreed to pay before was not helped to pay on time.

The construction of spiritual civilization is very important, but the superiors are unwilling to invest in this aspect...

Jiang Yue really didn't know how to evaluate it, so she simply got up and said, "We'll talk about tomorrow's matters tomorrow. Let's go eat."

The Jiang family's food during this time was not the best, only better. Xu Linlin smiled and asked, "What are you eating today?"

"My mother said that today we will make braised beef and spicy chicken, all of which are made by Xiao Han."

"This damn girl has learned how to order food. Let's go and take advantage of her and Da Hanlu. If you don't eat, you won't get anything!"

"I think so too, hahaha."

"By the way, did my brother call you?"

"No."

"What kind of mission did he go on? He was so mysterious that he didn't even call home."

Jiang Yue smiled bitterly and said: "I want to know too, but I must abide by the confidentiality discipline and cannot pry around."

Xu Linlin walked into the dressing room and turned around and asked, "If you don't feel comfortable speaking, I can. Do you want me to call the leader of his unit for you?"

Jiang Yue yawned, stretched and said, "No, if he could make a phone call, he would have done so already."