tenth year of teaching

Chapter 1 Preface
2018年6月23日上午10点40分，博纳7号厅正在上映侏罗纪世界2。

In the dark movie hall, water mist fell from time to time above people's heads, and deafening roars came from the ears. The chairs shook violently. People watching the movie clung to the armrests, and screamed in response to the tense plot. .

A woman in row 4 and seat 8 was standing outside, holding her 3D glasses high above her head.She lowered her head and stared at her mobile phone. The screen of her mobile phone flickered on and off. As she looked at it, she jotted down something on a piece of paper at hand.

After a while, she seemed to be in disbelief and grabbed the paper, and looked at it carefully under the dim light of her mobile phone.Then he grabbed the backpack next to him and turned around to leave the theater. The seatmate next to him turned his head strangely to look at the woman who had left before finishing the movie, and then got involved in the exciting plot again.

The woman left the cinema and hurried towards the green tea shop on the same floor. She entered the restaurant, found the corresponding booth, and sat down.Before the man waiting opposite asked what to eat, he said hurriedly: "You guys order, I can do anything. Let's do the math first and we'll talk about it later."

The woman took out her mobile phone and carefully re-checked the records in detail.She is in her 30s, has a round face, slightly curly long hair, her face is slightly pale due to nervousness, and her lips are pursed tightly.

Sitting across from him was a tall man of about the same age.Next to the man was a little boy of about 6 years old. He blinked his big eyes, looked at the woman, and said to his father: "I'm hungry, Dad. I want to eat bread to tempt you."

The father looked down at his son and said gently: "Okay." He called the waiter to finish ordering the meal, then looked at the woman opposite, without disturbing her, and started playing with his son while talking.

The little boy was very sensible and did not disturb his mother. He knew that if her mother looked like this, she must not disturb her.

The woman counted twice more before stopping. She looked at the numbers on the paper that was full of memories and bit her lips until they turned white.Then he dialed the phone slowly: "The leader is very bad, only 267, not even [-]."

She didn't know what was said on the other side. After a long time, she put down the phone and leaned back on the chair and sighed.

The little boy opposite shouted: "Mom." The man called her: "Chu Xia, let's eat first!"

At 7:50 on Monday morning, Chu Xia packed up all the forms and picked up his notebook.She got up and walked to a conference room opposite the principal's office. Even though there was air conditioning, her face was still flushed abnormally.

She hasn't had a good rest since she found out her results this weekend. She carefully reviewed her work this year from beginning to end.Everything is carried out strictly in accordance with the instructions of the leader and is never compromised.The students in the first grade held on very tightly, and many of the teachers were exhausted until the end.

Art students, junior college students, etc. are all very serious about their work. She followed the class teacher to work with parents and students with special needs, and she worked very hard. The final data was as good as the previous two years combined.The results of key cultural courses have not dropped. In the previous unified examination together with the HD area, the data of the first and second models have been rising. According to the practice of previous years, there should be a small breakthrough. There is absolutely no problem in keeping at least 300 undergraduates online.

She couldn't figure out what the problem was?There are 10 people within 60 minutes of being offline. These should all be people who can go online?What should these children do?The school has not admitted repeat students for several years. Students can only choose junior colleges or study in social institutions.

The knuckles of her fingers that were holding the data paper were a little white from exerting too much force. The numbers behind the more than 400 familiar names on the paper that could be called casually pressed so coldly on Chu Xia's heart.

She walked towards the conference room with heavy steps, when she suddenly heard a muffled thunder.She raised her head and looked outside through the corridor window, and couldn't help but recall the summer when she first came to school. Just like today, the sky was dark and it was going to rain.

　The first time I wrote a story, the first time I signed a contract and the first time it was put on the shelves, I would like to thank Yuewen for giving me a platform to tell stories, thank editor Feng Hao for his great guidance, and thank every baby who has read it for their precious footprints.In my tenth year of teaching, I just want to tell the stories on campus. It may not be so thrilling, but it is also heart-warming. I hope to get everyone's suggestions.Each volume has a theme. The first volume focuses on the teacher-student conflict that ends with the teacher resigning. The second volume focuses on the school quarrel that ends with compensation. The third volume begins with the college entrance examination, an inevitable hot issue in Chinese society. Let’s talk about it with you. Talk about stories on campus.
　　
　
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