my doctor husband

Chapter 19

"Can't you be in a hurry, the school is applying for a house. At this juncture, you have been suspended from class, and you still apply for a fart."

"I didn't expect this to happen. Zhang Zhiye really stopped my class."

"Hurry up and find Senior Brother Sun Xudong, and ask him to help you resume the class first, otherwise there will be no hope of applying for a house."

"I won't go, I'm always begging for help, where can I put my face?"

"You still want to face, there is no room for your butt, and I warn you, you have to find it quickly, if you don't go, I will go to your department to find this person named Zhang, and I have to ask for an explanation no matter what. "

"Don't, don't, aunt, don't make trouble, I'll go tomorrow." Liang Hongming was completely subdued.

"Also, hurry up and make up the lesson plans you owe tonight, and take this to apologize to Senior Brother Sun tomorrow." Zou Qin then put down the mop in her hand.

"I don't want to mend it! I, Liang Hongming, will never do such superficial articles!" Just at the right time, Liang Hongming began to stiffen his mouth again.

"Are you writing or not?" Zou Qin was going to get the mop again.

"I'll go for a walk." Liang Hongming had no words to speak to such a wife, so he could only submit.

Just as he was going downstairs, the phone rang at the door of the building.Liang Hongming saw that it was Mei Yun calling.

"Hey, Teacher Mei, what's the matter?...What! Strike! Where are you? Okay, I'll come right away!" After finishing speaking, he rushed out.

When he arrived at the teaching building, Mei Yun was already in a hurry.Seeing Liang Hongming go upstairs, it was as if he had seen a savior.

"Teacher Liang, hurry up and try to persuade her. If the school finds out about the trouble, it won't be over." Mei Yun has lost control over such a scene.

With a gray face, Liang Hongming ran to the classroom. When he came outside the classroom, he looked in through the glass from the back window of the classroom. On the blackboard was written: "Resist the persecution and pay back my teacher."

The students were already in a mess below. When he opened the classroom door, the students were all stunned. Standing at the door was Liang Hongming.Liang Hongming walked in and walked up to the podium step by step.The students were silent.

"Students, if you continue to make trouble like this, you will be expelled from the school." Liang Hongming tried his best to control his emotions.

"If you fire, you will fire, I'm not afraid!" Wei Xing was the first to stand up.

Immediately some students stood up and responded: "Not afraid! I am not afraid either!"

In order not to make the situation worse, Liang Hongming could only shout: "Nonsense! Who are you studying for? Not for me, not for anyone, but for yourself, for your life and future! You are making such a fuss You are extremely irresponsible to yourself! As your teacher, I am very disappointed!"

Seeing that Liang Hongming was really angry, the students fell silent.Liang Hongming turned his head slowly, held back his tears, picked up the blackboard eraser, erased the words on the blackboard bit by bit, and turned around and said: "I know everyone is for me. But you have to know , you are students, the most important thing you should do is to study hard, acquire real knowledge and skills, and be a person who is worthy of the society and your own conscience. I am responsible for my affairs. You should not and will not allow Sacrifice your own future for me!"

"Mr. Liang, you don't have to persuade us. If you don't come back to class, we will never give up!" A voice came from below.

In a blink of an eye, the students in the classroom boiled up again, shouting: "Strike, strike!"

With tears in his eyes, Liang Hongming bowed deeply to the students: "Students, thank you teacher. You let me find the happiness and dignity of being a teacher. I have never been so proud of this profession. I think Say, I chose to become a teacher, it's worth it! I also want to say, students, I love you..."

The students burst into applause: "Teacher Liang, we love you too!"

4
Early in the morning, Tian Heng came to Deputy Mayor He's office, "Mayor, you are looking for me."

Deputy Mayor He said calmly and calmly, "In two days, I will go abroad for inspection. You can adjust my schedule for the next few days. If you can hold meetings before leaving, you will hold them as soon as possible. Wait until I come back from abroad."

Tian Heng took out his notebook and wrote them down one by one.

At random, Deputy Mayor He took out a piece of writing and said, "The writing you want."

Tian Heng quickly took it and opened it. The painting was of bamboo, and there were two lines of writing on it: When it is not unearthed, you have knots first, and when you are in the air, you are still modest.

"Mayor, thank you very much. The writing is good and the drawing is good. I use it to encourage myself." Tian Heng put it away carefully.

"I promised you, I can't break my promise."

"Mayor He, before you leave, I have a small question to ask you."

"Oh, tell me."

"Today, Xiao Yu from the office came and said that the office of the deputy secretary-general of the city has been vacant since he was transferred to the province, and the chairs are covered with dust..." Tian Heng carefully tested.

"What do you mean?" Deputy Mayor He didn't expect Tian Heng to ask such a question, and just looked at him.

"I mean, do you want to... ask someone to clean it..." Tian Heng was a little embarrassed, and his tone was a little stuttering.

Deputy Mayor He's face darkened: "Xiaotian, I understand what you said. You have been with me for seven or eight years, why don't you have this political awareness? Some seats, even if they are covered with ashes, even if they haven't been there for ten or eight years. People are sitting, and you shouldn’t clean it.”

"Yes, yes, I was confused." Tian Heng lowered his head, breaking out in cold sweat.

"Do your job well, don't think about it all day long, work hard, people who have contributed to Huicheng, the people and organizations, will be noticed." Although the voice of Deputy Mayor He is not high, but Majesty is everywhere.

"Yes, yes." Tian Heng nodded his head.

Deputy Mayor He glared at him, and took out another calligraphy and painting, which was Liu Yilun's calligraphy and painting that Tian Heng gave him.

"Mayor, you are..." Tian Heng didn't understand his intention, and was stunned.

"Take it back, the words are fake."

Deputy Mayor He's eight short words, like eight thunderclaps, rang in Tian Heng's ears, and he couldn't help but turn pale with shock: "Ah? No...impossible."

"I have a friend who is an expert in calligraphy. He saw it and found it to be a fake." Deputy Mayor Xu turned his face away.

"This is impossible, this is impossible, Mayor." Tian Heng's hands were shaking, still unbelievable.

"Oh, don't be nervous. It's normal. This work is imitated at a very high level. Even I missed it." Deputy Mayor He said in a calm tone.

"Mayor He, it's my fault. I'll give you back your calligraphy." Tian Heng was already covered in cold sweat.

"I promised to give it to you, you take care of it, what I said, how can I break my promise?"

"I……"

"It doesn't matter, these things are a collection at a high level, and a hobby at a low level. We are public servants of the people and serve the people. We can't play with things and lose our minds. It's okay, just think about the words I gave you."

Tian Heng stared blankly at this painting—before it was unearthed, there was restraint, and when it was in the air, it was still modest.

"Okay, you go out."

Tian Heng carefully rolled up the scroll and left Vice Mayor He's office with his head down.

I didn't expect to enter Vice Mayor He's office once, and two bad things happened at the same time, which made Tian Heng extremely depressed.

He came to the magnetic field bar and wanted to find Li Le, but Li Le was not there, so he asked the boss, who said he hadn't come for some time.Called Li Le, the phone rang twice, was hung up, and there was a busy signal.

He could only let Liang Hongming come to his house.

When Liang Hongming arrived, Tian Heng was already drunk.

"It's so late, what did you ask me to do?" Liang Hongming didn't know what Tian Heng meant.

"Cousin, you're here." Tian Heng raised his glass to Liang Hongming.

"Why did you drink so much? You're not in the right mood recently."

"Use wine to drown your sorrows, and your sorrows will add to your sorrows!"

"What's wrong? Was it approved by the leader?" Liang Hongming's tone showed a hint of sarcasm.

"It's only half right." Tian Heng took a sip of his wine.

"Also...the courtship failed?" Liang Hongming began to tease him again.

"You are worthy of being a doctor." Tian Heng smiled wryly.

"I told you earlier that it's too naive to pick up girls with a poem. Do you think this is the 80s, and poets can do anything wrong? If you are not sincere, you can't do anything well. You like people, but they don't like you , even if you write a book of three hundred Tang poems, it’s useless.”

"I don't understand. I can give her anything she wants, so why refuse me?"

"Tell me, what can you give them? Tickets? Houses? Cars?"

"Is that not enough?"

"Tian Heng, Tian Heng, I use three words to describe you - a philistine!" Liang Hongming stared at Tian Heng.

"It's only two words." Tian Heng gestured, stretching out two fingers.

"There is another exclamation point!" Liang Hongming drew a shape from top to bottom.

"I knew you would say that, what's wrong with being a philistine, you're not a philistine, you're noble, why do you want a job? Why do you want a house? Go to the street to read poems to people every day!" Tian Heng put his head on the cup and smiled wryly.

(End of this chapter)