Dreaming back to the 90s to help my dad catch a rival in love

September 1997, 9, the second month after the return of Hong Kong, was also a big day for Ning Xiaobei and Fan Xia to enter the middle school gate.

In order to welcome this great day, the two of them ate a deep-fried dough stick and two flatbreads for breakfast, which meant [-] percent, and then each stepped on their newly bought bicycles and set off for No. [-] Middle School near the North Station.

As a first-class middle school in the city, No. [-] Middle School has a large scale, with the junior high school and high school spanning from north to south, separated by a road.

The school is equipped with a 400-meter standard runway playground, a basketball hall, a stepped auditorium, and a swimming pool.In addition, there are as many as seven or eight teaching buildings, laboratory buildings and library buildings combined.There is a Hongqiao connection between the buildings. Although it is a middle school, it is more grand than some third-rate universities.

There are often young students who have just entered school and get lost while walking, including young teachers who have just come to practice.

I want to ask why Yizhong is so awesome.In addition to the fact that the results of the middle school entrance examination and college entrance examination are famous in Shanghai every year, there are a lot of rich fathers holding sponsorship fees and wanting to stuff their children in.It is also because of the tertiary industry of the school that it is doing so vigorously.The large and small shops around No. [-] Middle School are owned by the school, including a large parking lot.

All kinds of electrified teaching equipment in No. 90 Middle School are also at the forefront of the times.At the end of the 486,586s, the CPU of desktop computers was still [-], and when walking into a university computer room required wearing shoe covers and dustproof clothing, the teachers in No. [-] Middle School had already started using multimedia teaching.Every classroom is equipped with projectors and computers, but it's another matter if many old gentlemen don't know how to use them.Therefore, young teachers are especially valued in No. [-] Middle School, and the school is willing to train young people and let them take important positions.

In addition, there are often foreign faces in the school, and those are all foreign high school students on exchange.Someone coming in naturally means someone going out.

This is why Ning Xiaobei must come to No. [-] Middle School to study.

During his seven years in middle school, he has benefited a lot here.

"Xiao Bei, we're here."

It usually only takes 10 minutes to ride a bicycle from Gonggong Xincun to the junior high school of No. [-] Middle School. Although the roads around the school are a bit congested today due to the start of school, the two still arrived at the school at [-]:[-].

Yes, the school time for No. [-] Middle School is seven o'clock in the morning.Those who enter the school gate after this time will be treated as late regardless of whether they are in the middle school or the high school.If you are late three times, you will report to the whole grade. After the third notification, the parents will be invited to the teaching office for tea.

But Ning Xiaobei knows that this is not the strictest, if it is strict, the scene in front of him is...

"Quick, quick, quick! Run! Five seconds to go. Five, four, three, two..."

At seven o'clock, the female teacher standing at the door stretched out her hand and stopped the little students who hadn't had time to run into the classroom.

"Everyone in the back is late. Twenty boys and ten push-ups for girls, let's do it."

A group of little radishheads who entered the middle school on the first day thought that it was enough to step into the school gate on time. They didn't know that there was such a rule in it, and they were frightened for a while, standing at the gate without moving for a long time.

"Get down, get down, don't you understand people's words? Kneel on the ground, stretch your hands forward, and raise your ass."

Teacher Yan, the head teacher, stuffed the stopwatch into his pocket, stretched out his pointed fingers at them, and shouted loudly.

The ear-piercing cry made the children who were scattered in the classroom chattering and getting to know each other suddenly quiet down.

Because it was the first day of school and there was no time to take the seating test, everyone found a seat temporarily.Many children originally graduated from the same school, so they got together in groups to form their own small groups.

Fan Xia naturally stayed close to Ning Xiaobei.

Ding Zheyang, on the other hand, was sitting diagonally opposite them across the aisle.He didn't talk to his new classmates, he took the book by himself and pretended to read it.Just the eyes behind the thick glasses, glancing now and then towards the door.

Standing at the door and giving these children a hard time is their homeroom teacher and math teacher for the next four years, Yan Bingru.

She is less than 30 years old, has an apple face, fair face, and a small figure, not much taller than Ning Xiaobei who is already 1.5 meters five.

It is said that such a young female teacher should be very popular with students.But at this moment, he was as his name suggests, as cold as ice, and Hades seemed to raise two thin eyebrows, looking extremely fierce, and frightened the children.

"Yan Bingru, I haven't seen you for many years, but I still have this virtue."

Ning Xiaobei looked at her back and whispered.

In that "real world", he was one of the group of radish heads outside.

In order to take care of these children in the preparatory class, the school specially placed the classrooms of their grade in a small three-story building between the two gardens.The small building was much shorter than other teaching buildings, and it was hard to find among the flowers and trees.Sure enough, Ning Xiaobei lost his way with the other children

Fortunately, the school was well prepared and arranged for many senior students to be volunteers, sending these children to the door of their respective classrooms one by one.

When he happily stepped into the corridor where the preparatory class was located and was about to enter the classroom, he was stopped by the teacher in the corridor and asked to do push-ups like the children outside now.

Back then, before finishing twenty push-ups, Ning Xiaobei had an asthma attack, covered in cold sweat, and rolled his eyes.Fortunately, Mr. Sui, the head teacher of the second class next door, was well-informed, rushed over and sent him to the school clinic.

Ning Xiaobei missed the qualifying exam that day, and even developed a high fever that night.

When he returned to school three days later, he suddenly found himself assigned by Teacher Yan to sit on the last row of seats against the wall, with a trash can behind him.

In each classroom of No. [-] Middle School, the four desks and eight chairs in the last row have been jokingly called "special seats" by the students of all ages - if you sit and wait, you will be reduced to the next class, and there is no cure. the meaning of.

It turned out that when Ning Xiaobei was sent for rescue, he happened to meet the headmaster who came to inspect the new students. After witnessing everything, he immediately criticized their head teacher severely.

Being assigned to the "Private Class Seat" was a matter of course.

At that time, he was not like he is now. He was used to fighting in the society, and his face was as thick as a city wall.Ning Xiaobei, who was delicate and thoughtful, immediately sensed that he was being targeted by the teacher.Shocked and frightened, he failed to perform well in the monthly exams several times in a row, and almost fell into the second class.

Ning Xiaobei twirled his pen, watching those late children walk into the classroom crying after being physically punished.

Seeing her dirty hands and knees, a fair and thin girl sat on a chair and began to cry.In order to welcome the start of school, she deliberately wore a pair of new white stockings under her blue school skirt. Now that her knees are worn out, the new socks are naturally "reimbursed".

"It's Zhuang Li..."

Fan Xia recognized her.

"Why are you crying? If you cry again, let your parents take you back. I can't accommodate the eldest lady here, let alone 'Sister Lin'. Do you hear me!"

Children's emotions are very easily contagious, and seeing Zhuang Li like this, the little girls couldn't help but have red eyes.Unexpectedly, Yan Bingru took the lead and slapped the table hard, frightening back the tears in their eyes.

Zhuang Li lowered her head, her thin shoulders trembled, and she only dared to choke up in a low voice.

The boys looked at each other, each bowed their heads in silence, as silent as a cicada.

Seeing that the whole class was "in good order", Teacher Yan's light lips that were not so bloody slightly curled up, finally revealing the first smile of the day.

"Remember it for me in the future. Whoever dares to be late will end up like this. Today is the first day, just do push-ups. Starting tomorrow, if you are one minute late, you will go to the playground."

Seeing that the faces of the students below were all pale, and her "disarming power" was in place, Yan Bingru left the classroom contentedly.The opening ceremony will be in a while, and she will also give a speech on behalf of the young teachers.

As soon as Teacher Yan left, the classroom exploded with a "boom".

The boys whispered in disbelief that the lovely-looking teacher was actually a "half".Several girls helped Zhuang Li and the other two girls who were late to wash their hands in the toilet. It seemed that friendship would soon develop between them.

Suddenly, Ning Xiaobei threw the pen on the table with a snap, Fan Xia was startled by him.

On the way home, the two were riding bicycles side by side, and Fan Xia was extremely anxious.

"What should I do? Just now in the qualifying test, I feel that I didn't perform very well."

There is only one test paper for the qualifying test, which is three in one.

After the exam, Fan Xia, who was dizzy from the exam, opened the newly distributed textbook and found that the last few math problems were not beyond the outline at all, but hadn't been taught at all, so he shouted unfairly.

There were quite a few students with the same mentality as Fan Xia. At this time, they hadn't experienced the strength of this math teacher, and they asked her why she took the test that they hadn't learned.

Teacher Yan's fluffy words completely silenced them.

"As students in Class [-], you don't even preview? What did you do during the two months of summer vacation? Do you rely on the teacher or yourself? Do you learn for the teacher or for yourself? If you continue to study like this in the future Attitude, go to the fourth shift 'trash can' as soon as possible."

"Don't be discouraged. You won't, and neither will others. Besides the monthly exam and the monthly exam, it means that you have the opportunity to improve every month. Don't worry, the seat next to me will always be reserved for you. You have to strive to graduate Sit next to me before."

Ning Xiaobei patted him on the shoulder and comforted him.

"Boss, you are so funny."

Fan Xia's face was bitter, and it seemed to be darker.

Just like what Ning Xiaobei said before, getting into No. [-] Middle School is only the first step, and there is still a long way to go.

"By the way, Xiaobei, what did Mr. Yan mean by those words before school? What is meant by 'communicate with your parents after returning home, and think about how to enhance the relationship between teachers and students'. Why don't I understand? ?”

"It doesn't matter if you don't understand, as long as your uncle understands."

Ning Xiaobei sneered.

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"What do you mean? Your teacher is 'exposing Lingzi (hint)'."

Manager Zhao is worthy of being a veteran of society, and he knows everything.

"I've already prepared the things. I'll have dinner later, and I'll ask Xiaoxia to bring it up. You can take it to school tomorrow. Find an excuse to go to the teacher's office during get out of class time, and give it to her quietly."

"Uncle, what are you talking about, why can't I understand?"

Fan Xia raised his head from the rice bowl and asked confusedly.

Ning Xiaobei held the bowl and did not speak.

"Look at you, you only know how to eat. Xiaobei has obviously 'received Lingzi'. Both are students in the preparatory class, why are you so childish?"

Zhao Jingwen pointed at Fan Xia with his chopsticks, shaking his head.

Fan Xia waited with a pair of big dark eyes, looked at him, then turned to look at Ning Xiaobei, and finally decided to continue cooking.

Since the move, the two uncles and nephews of the Zhao family have completely regarded the living room of the Ning family as their own living room.

Zhao Jingwen is a salesman, and he doesn't have to work in the factory on weekdays.If he didn't have to go out to entertain guests at night, he would go to the vegetable market to buy good vegetables in the afternoon, wash the rice and wait for Ning Jianguo to come back to cook at home.Then sweep the floor, mop the floor, and wipe the glass.Anyway, except for cooking, he does all the other housework.

When it was time for dinner, the uncle and nephew went upstairs to eat together.Two families, four men, have become a family.

"Children don't need to understand this kind of thing at all."

Ning Jianguo glared at Zhao Jingwen disapprovingly.

"Why is their teacher like this? Isn't it clear that the parents are... to give gifts?"

Ning Jianguo almost uttered the last few words under his throat.

"Isn't that how society is now. If you want to do something, you have to pay the price. You see, the old horse is just... well, let's not mention the old horse. Anyway, the school is no exception. Since the teacher said it, we just do it , otherwise it is out of place.”

"That's the teacher..."

Ning Jianguo was responsible for technical work in the shoe factory. He had always relied on good craftsmanship, and his qualifications were old, so he never gave anyone anything at all.

"I dont go."

Ning Xiaobei said bluntly.

"Then I'm not going either."

Fan Xia seemed to understand a little bit, but he still didn't quite understand.

But he followed Ning Xiaobei, and he wouldn't do what the boss wouldn't do.

"Yes, you all don't go, let's go."

Zhao Jingwen patted Ning Jianguo on the shoulder, nodded and said.

"It's too ugly for a child to give gifts to the office... How about this, it will be Teacher's Day in a few days. Jianguo, let me go to the school with you some time to find their head teacher, and it's best to invite her out for dinner Meals. It won’t be embarrassing to deliver them outside the school.”

"I won't go. Dad, you are not allowed to go either."

Ning Xiaobei raised his head, frowned and said, "Uncle Zhao, I want to send you off. I don't need it. I don't believe it. If I don't give gifts, she, Yan Bingru, won't let me into the classroom?"

In the "real world", Ning Jianguo gave gifts.

It was a few months after Ning Xiaobei was bullied and suppressed, Ning Jianguo hurried to Sanyang Department Store on Nanjing Road to buy a whole Jinhua ham after being "on-demand" by the parents of his classmates. Arrived at Yan's house.

"Xiaobei, how do you talk to uncle? Watch your tone!"

Ning Jianguo shouted loudly.

Ning Xiaobei quickly put down the bowl and chopsticks and stood up, bowing and apologizing to Zhao Jingwen.

"Xiaobei, you children still don't understand this kind of thing. You must know - 'the first grade of the official university crushes people to death'. If your teacher wants to make you uncomfortable, there are many ways to do it."

Zhao Jingwen waved his hand indifferently, what is he fussing about with a child.

"Besides, you are good at studying, and you don't need to be supervised by the teacher. Xiaoxia is different. He was admitted to No. [-] Middle School because his forehead bone hit the ceiling. If he didn't get along well with the teacher, he would really be thrown away. What about the 'trash can'?"

Fan Xia was originally full of confidence, but when he heard what his uncle said, he could only hang his head wearily.

Ning Xiaobei knew that what Zhao Jingwen said was right, but he still felt uneasy.

Suddenly, there was a commotion downstairs, and everyone turned their heads.

Fan Xia rushed into the corridor, pulled on the railing and looked down, only to see a truck parked in the small square below Tongzilou.

"There are still people who move at this time."

He looked up at the already blackened sky, and said curiously.

The author has something to say:

Huolingzi, Jielingzi: Shanghai dialect, it means that the other party gave a hint without looking at it, and then the other party received it.It can only be understood but cannot be expressed in words.

Resolutely oppose all acts of corporal punishment, and firmly oppose all acts of accepting gifts.

This article only describes a certain unhealthy social atmosphere of the time, for the purpose of criticizing and exposing.

Those who engage in such behavior will eventually be punished.