20 years of teaching

Chapter 3 Your education is too low

Recently, Lin Feifei went to Lingnan High School every other day, knowing that his cousin came to work at the school on August 20th.

Parked his bicycle in front of the office building, trotted up to the second floor, and when he was approaching the door of the principal's office, Lin Feifan stopped.

Take several deep breaths in a row to calm down your anxiety, and then walk into the office steadily.

The ceiling fan in the room was whistling. Xu Fusheng, the principal of Lingnan High School, was leaning on his office chair, holding up a copy of "Weekly Digest" with both hands, reading it with gusto.

Xu Fusheng, 50 years old this year, has served as the principal of Lingnan High School for six years. He is the son of Lin Feifan's father's uncle, and indeed Lin Feifan's biological cousin.

"Hello cousin!" Lin Feifan greeted cautiously, not daring to show his air.

Xu Fusheng, who was visibly fatter, put down the newspaper, sat upright, rolled his eyes up, glanced at Lin Feifei from above his glasses, and said "um" in his nose, then picked up the newspaper and read it again.

Lin Feifan moved to the desk and said nervously, "Cousin, my assignment is... settled?"

"Oh, it's settled." Xu Fusheng remained expressionless, his eyes still on the newspaper.

"Thank you so much Uncle! When will I come to work?" Lin Feifan was so happy that he almost jumped up.

"Come to work?" Xu Fusheng put down the newspaper again, a big pimple appeared between his brows.

"Yes, I was assigned to Lingnan High School thanks to my cousin's help!" Lin Feifei felt that his cousin's majestic face was extremely kind.

"Who said you came here to work?" Xu Fusheng's brows furrowed deeper.

"You!" The smile on Lin Feifei's face disappeared, and his heart was pounding.

The atmosphere seems to be very strange, could it be that I misunderstood what my cousin said?

Xu Fusheng shook his head, and said coldly: "You have been assigned to Jinghu Junior High School, and it was only decided yesterday."

"Jinghu Junior High School?!" Lin Feifan was terrified, his mind buzzing.

He propped his hands on the desk and leaned forward, unable to believe his ears.

Jinghu Junior High School is very close to Lin Feifan's home. It is a mess in all aspects and has a bad reputation. This is a well-known fact.

Lin Feifan once emphasized to his cousin that if he cannot be assigned to Lingnan High School, he can go to any other school as long as he does not go to Jinghu Junior High School.

In Lin Feifan's mind, being assigned to work in Jinghu Junior High School was almost a shameful thing.

When I was in junior high school, I tried every means not to go to the school, how could I work there?
"Report officially on September [-]st. I will go back and say hello to Principal Shi of Jinghu Junior High School and ask him to take care of you." After Xu Fusheng finished speaking, he picked up the newspaper again.

"Why can't I be assigned to Lingnan High School? Why can others?" Lin Feifan's nervousness disappeared completely, and his tone was filled with anger.

I used to hold great hopes, but now I am suddenly disappointed, and under the huge disappointment, I can't help but get frustrated.

Lin Feifei blushed and had a thick neck, lost control of his emotions, and shouted at the top of his voice.

It's just spit flying!

For a moment, Lin Feifan saw a spit of saliva splash into the teacup on the table, causing a slight ripple.

A transparent glass teacup, full of tea, with the lid on the side, the tea leaves inside are probably the first tea, the pieces are the same shape, the leaves are even in size, and the tea water is crystal green and transparent.

Terrible!This is how to do?
How can I tell my cousin?

Lin Feifan suddenly stopped, took a step back, looked at the teacup in embarrassment, and thought about how to prevent his cousin from drinking the cup of tea that had been mixed with his saliva.

"You are not eligible to be assigned to Lingnan High School!" Xu Fusheng threw the newspaper on the table, took off his glasses, and retorted, "The Bureau of Education and the Bureau of Personnel jointly issued a document to make strict regulations. This year's teacher college graduates are not allowed to enter high school. You can only be assigned to junior high school. If you really want to talk about the reason, your education is too low! If you were an undergraduate student, I would pick you up in a sedan chair, but it's a pity..."

Lin Feifei's angry tone and disrespectful attitude made Xu Fusheng very angry.

Being ridiculed by his uncle for his low education, Lin Feifei was immediately discouraged.

Three years ago, the one-point difference in the college entrance examination prevented him from going to an undergraduate college. He didn't expect that one point less in the college entrance examination would have such a big impact.

Seeing Lin Feifan's dejected look, Xu Fusheng didn't say anything else, he didn't care to continue reading the newspaper, and picked up the teacup on the table.

"Don't..." Lin Feifan wanted to reach out to stop him, but it was too late.

The cousin moved very quickly, biting the rim of the cup and drank several mouthfuls of tea, looking very thirsty.

……

Xu Fusheng put down his teacup and said impatiently, "What don't you want?"

"I hope my cousin won't blame me, I was too impulsive just now." Lin Feifei tried hard to force a smile.

"You look like a sensible child." After Xu Fusheng finished speaking, he picked up his teacup and took a few sips with gusto...

Now, you can't say it even if you kill it, it can only be a secret forever!
Lin Feifan rubbed his chin, adjusted his emotions, and begged, "Cousin, can you think of a way? I really don't want to go to Jinghu Junior High School to work."

"The distribution of this year's graduates has all been decided, and no one can change the rigid rules above." Xu Fusheng said firmly.

"But why is Fan Qiang assigned to Lingnan High School?" Lin Feifei asked loudly.

"How do you know?" Xu Fusheng's face changed slightly, and he put the teacup heavily on the table.

Lin Feifan said: "I heard from Fan Qiang that he will report today."

"He was not assigned here, he was seconded. The school will not arrange for him to teach high school, he can only teach junior high school." Xu Fusheng's tone softened.

In essence, Lingnan High School is a complete middle school, with half of the middle school students and half of the middle school students.

"I can also be seconded. I can also teach junior high school here. It doesn't matter whether I teach high school or not." Lin Feifei pleaded with a sad face. He really didn't want to go to Jinghu Junior High School.

"Hehe, do you think it's easy to be seconded? The reason why Fan Qiang was able to come to Lingnan High School to work is all because of his father's ability. And your father is a miser, clinging to a lot of old things passed down from his ancestors, and he is reluctant to give up a little bit. Go get some stuff." Xu Fusheng stood up suddenly, smiling all over his face, and raised his voice an octave, "Oh, Boss Fan Tong is here!"

Dad is a miser?Clinging to a lot of old things inherited from the ancestors and not letting go?

Cousin, are you talking nonsense?
Lin Feifan was a little dazed, and shook his head with a wry smile, thinking that his cousin just wanted to be perfunctory, so he said other things, just talking nonsense.

A chunky, middle-aged man stood at the door, with dark skin, sunglasses, a mustache, and half-length hair parted in the middle.

The man with the middle parted hairstyle touched his head, straightened his hairstyle, took off his sunglasses, revealed a pair of small bony eyes, smiled smugly, and turned his head to look in the direction of the corridor.

"Come in and sit down." Xu Fusheng went up to meet him, and dragged the middle-aged man into the office.

The top of the colorful T-shirt was decorated with a few buttons, but the buttons were not buttoned, revealing half of the chest, completely exposing a thick gold necklace inside.

He wears a dazzling watch on his left hand, and a string of black prayer beads around his right wrist.

The leather shoes under his feet were covered with dust, and there were dots of cement stains on them, obviously not in harmony with the extravagant attire of the whole body.

Looks so familiar, I seem to have seen this person somewhere before!

Lin Feifan, who retreated to the side, frowned, thinking about who this middle-aged man in rich and noble clothes was.

(End of this chapter)