20 years of teaching

Chapter 18 Pay attention to your identity
The two went to the Xinhua Bookstore by bicycle, and Lin Feifan successfully bought the textbook for the junior high school. It was already a quarter past three in the afternoon.

Xinhua Bookstore is opposite Linjiang County Cinema. The second floor of the cinema building is a video hall. A speaker is installed outside to play the sound to people on the street to attract people to pay to watch the video.

The lingering sound of a woman's panting on the horn makes people think about it.

"Lin Feifan, it's still early, let's watch a video before going back." Fan Qiang looked in the direction of the video room with a look of hunger.

"It's getting late, and I have to go to the township education committee in the afternoon. Chief Yin told us to give the dispatch certificate to the township board of education, and then the township board of education will issue a letter of introduction to us." Lin Feifei opened the legs of his bicycle and signaled Fan Qiang to get on the bike first.

The voices from the loudspeaker became louder and faster each time, it was simply too provocative.

Fan Qiang pleaded: "I'll go back after watching it. It's not too late to go to the township education committee tomorrow."

"No, I promised Principal Shi, and I have to go back in the afternoon. Jinghu Junior High School needs my help with something." Lin Feifei said in a non-discussing tone.

Fan Qiang had no choice but to get on his bicycle and complained loudly: "You are really good at flattering, you are so familiar with the principal before you report, and you also said that you are going to help, whether to fetch water for his family or to cut the grain? It can't be Go and help his family pick up big shit?"

Lin Feifan rode on his bicycle and said, "Don't guess, it's because of the school. If you have not been seconded to Lingnan High School, you are also responsible for helping out."

Fan Qiang was not interested in what Lin Feifan wanted to do when he went back. He sighed and said, "This voice must belong to Ye Yuqing. I haven't seen her for a long time."

"Listen, can you tell who called it? You have become an expert in tertiary films!" Lin Feifei laughed.

"I can't say it's an expert, but I've seen all the slightly famous tertiary films in Hong Kong, and I like the films played by Ye Yuqing the most." Fan Qiang turned his head to look at the big poster in front of the video hall, and swallowed.

……

"Stop, stop, step aside." Fan Qiang shouted as he passed by the gate of a courtyard.

Lin Feifan stepped aside and stopped: "What's wrong?"

"Look inside." Fan Qiang pointed to the courtyard.

There was a large open space in the yard, and a big tent was set up in the middle of the open space, and the sound of singing and dancing came from the tent.

Standing at the entrance of the tent was a coquettishly dressed beauty in a miniskirt. She held a microphone and shouted provocatively: "Watch a song and dance, watch a song and dance, bikini, striptease, five dollars, whatever you want, you can touch it..."

"Two people only need ten yuan, don't waste time, just leave after a while." Fan Qiang limped into the yard.

"Isn't ten yuan still expensive? Don't watch it, let's go back now." Lin Feifei was indifferent, not interested in watching the singing and dancing.

Fan Qiang said in the tone of a local tyrant: "How expensive is that? I'm treating guests, and I don't want you to pay. Let's leave after a while and see if it's real or fake."

Lin Feifan said: "Liar! Do you really think you're really stripped off? Wearing more than a dozen layers of clothes, jumping and taking them off, you can't finish taking them off for an hour or two. In the middle, you are instigated to add money, and half of the clothes are not finished. We're about to leave."

"Look, it looks good in a bikini. Why don't you wait a little while, and I'll go and see it alone." Fan Qiang was still determined to go there, and walked quickly to the big tent, but he didn't limp anymore.

Lin Feifei sternly said: "Mr. Fan Qiang, you will be a teacher soon, you have to pay attention to your identity, you still teach high school, and high school kids like to watch these performances as much as you do, they are very courageous, and now the tent is very There may be high school students. If you meet your students for the first time in this place, let's see how you get on the podium in the future!"

Fan Qiang said suspiciously: "Is it possible that the children from Lingnan High School are inside?"

Lin Feifan said: "Maybe there is a large group of them from Lingnan High School. When I was in high school in Lingnan, once eighteen boys hitchhiked to the county town to watch a song and dance performance. This almost became a tradition."

Fan Qiang hurried back and sat on the back seat of the bicycle: "Let's go, let's go home!"

Fan Qiang frowned as the bicycle raced along Renmin Road in Linjiang County. Only then did he realize that he was already a teacher, and as a teacher, he had to pay attention to his words and deeds.

Degao is a teacher, and he is a model.

If I went to the video hall or watched a song and dance today, it is really possible for the students to remember their appearance, and then be recognized in class, then how to educate the students in the future?

Fan Qiang couldn't help feeling so hot, he raised his head and looked at the back of Lin Feifan's head gratefully.

I rely on!The back of this brat's head is very nice.

A smile appeared on the corner of Fan Qiang's mouth, he felt that he didn't hate Lin Feifan so much anymore.

On the contrary, I have some admiration for this handsome guy.

……

Lin Feifan shouted: "Yo ho, Master Diao, what a coincidence, I ran into your car again."

At the station, the two saw the minibus they were taking when they came. Lin Feifan remembered that Director Yao called the driver Master Diao.

Master Diao, whose real name is Diao Jiangde, is an old driver. He quickly helped Lin Feifan fix his bicycle to the roof.

As soon as Master Diao got off the roof, Fan Qiang gave ten yuan to Master Diao.

Lin Feifan also took out ten yuan and rushed to pay the fare.

"You paid when you came here, and I'll pay for the fare back this time, so don't rob me." Fan Qiang stuffed the money into Master Diao's hand.

"Okay, okay, I'll give you back the 39 yuan you paid for the book." Lin Feifan said.

"No rush, no hurry." Fan Qiang got into the car, chose a seat and sat down.

"The first time you are born, and the second time you are acquainted, you will be charged one yuan less. From now on, you will take my car more." Master Diao followed into the car and handed one yuan to Fan Qiang.

Fan Qiang took the money, but didn't withdraw his hand: "Give me another one, but I can't pay ten yuan instead of nine. It's not fair."

"..." Master Diao was stunned.

Lin Feifan also got into the car, holding back a laugh.

Fan Qiang said: "It's like charging one yuan for a bicycle to go back and forth. In the future, the two of us will bring bicycles to the county. As long as your car is here, we will both ride in your car."

Master Diao was very reluctant to take out another dollar from his wallet to Fan Qiang: "OK, okay, isn't it only one dollar? It's agreed, I will take my car in the future, and the fare will be cheaper."

Fan Qiang took the money and gave it to Lin Feifan with a sense of accomplishment on his face.

By the way, the driver collected all the money from the other passengers in the car, got out of the car again, and yelled at the people passing by to get on the car and return to Lingnan Town.

There's still plenty of space in the car.

After waiting for about 10 minutes, the car was almost full. Under the repeated urging of passengers, Master Diao started the car.

Some people got on one after another along the road, the car was already full, and several people still didn't have a seat, standing crowded in the aisle in the middle of the car.

Halfway through, there was a person in front of him waving to stop. Master Diao slowed down and pulled over, shouting: "Everyone, be sober, watch the money in your pocket."

Everyone was indifferent and didn't care what the driver said.

Drivers of operating vehicles often shout such words to remind passengers to beware of pickpockets.

There are so many people in broad daylight, how can there be pickpockets?

After the car stopped, a young man came up, not tall, but strong, wearing a tight-fitting T-shirt, the cuffs were rolled up to the shoulders, and his exposed arms were covered with tattoos.

(End of this chapter)