On Tuesday morning, around nine o'clock, Qian Erbai rented a car and arrived at the South High Speed ​​Railway Station.

The weather was gloomy, covering the sun, and the wind carried a bit of humidity and humidity, blowing on the body was cool, but it was refreshing.

He parked the car, walked with long legs, followed Lu Liuliu's navigation, and walked towards the exit.

Xia Changdian sent a picture of the breakfast on time, and took a selfie with his mouth puffed out, saying: "Good morning, brother!"

Qian Erbai collected the photo, took a photo of the bustling station in the morning light, and sent it over, Said: "Good morning."

There was no reply for a while, and it was probably driving.

Qian Erbai put away his mobile phone, put his hands in his pockets, and leaned against the lamp post by the door.

The elder brother who was also picking up the car next to him waited for an unknown how long, his feet were full of cigarette butts, he lit another one, and the pungent smell of inferior cigarettes drifted to Qian Erbai's side along the breeze.

"Ahem!" A girl frowned, fanning the smoke with her hand, and glared dissatisfiedly at the other party.

The elder brother didn't realize it, he was twitching urgently and quickly, his brows were furrowed, and he looked preoccupied.

Qian Erbai was a little bit addicted to cigarettes, and subconsciously reached out to touch his clothes pockets, only to remember that during the date Xia Changdian said he didn't want him to smoke, so he handed in the cigarettes and the lighter. I've been busy since then, so I don't remember it. There was no smoke on him at this time.

He exhaled and changed places.

At ten o'clock, the station announcement sounded, and at the same time the principal called: "Xiao Lu, the old schoolmate said he will be here soon, you should pay attention, don't miss it."

Qian Erbai looked at the passengers who came out one after another, Responded: "Got it."

He had already seen that familiar figure.

Lu Jianling strode out with his computer bag.

He is tall and has a resolute face. He is almost sixty years old and still has a straight back, agile legs and feet, and moves like the wind.

In fact, the main purpose of his coming to Holland No. 2 Middle School to participate in the college entrance examination mobilization meeting this time as an alumni is to see his son.

It has been more than half a month since my son came to Dutch Market, and he didn't make a single phone call to his family except when he was hospitalized.

It happened that he was going to Lianshi to attend an academic exchange meeting, so he stopped by to visit his son in Lianshi.

After checking the ticket and exiting the station, he saw his son standing idle at the door at a glance, his iron-like face fluctuated, revealing two tiny lines, which were quickly pressed down by him, and whispered: "Stand or not?" Prime Minister."

Qian Erbai seemed to have heard his words, he stood up straight, went up to take the bag in Lu Jianling's hand, and said, "So the distinguished guest that the principal said is you, sorry and respectful, Comrade Lu."

Lu Jian Ling looked at him for a while, and saw that his son was still in high spirits, satisfied in his heart, but put on a serious look on his face, and said: "Hey, there is no one in the right shape."

Qian Erbai said poorly: "Isn't it because I saw you Are you happy? I'm usually very serious at school. The students all take a detour when they see me."

Lu Jianling remembered his son being framed for getting too close to the students before, he couldn't help but frowned, and he remained silent. After a while, he said: "That's fine, the teacher still has to look like a teacher." A teacher-student relationship without distance at all is prone to problems.

Qian Erbai was noncommittal, he opened the car door and invited the car on the way.

Lu Jianling looked at the car logo. It was an ordinary Hyundai with a price of no more than 150,000. He was a little puzzled and asked, "Why did you change to this car?" It didn't look like his son's style. what.

Qian Erbai started the car, said with a smile: "I rented it, I haven't bought the car yet."

Lao Lu nodded, looked ahead and stopped talking. Qian Erbai didn't make a conversation either.

This is how the father and son get along all the time. They rarely talk. Once they get along in a closed space, they will be speechless, and there is an indescribable embarrassment between each other.

This is also the way most families in this country get along with each other—the tough and stubborn father, and the rebellious children who refuse to communicate, are like two sharp knives, testing each other, and no one is willing to bow first.

But sometimes silence is also a kind of tacit understanding, which is to give each other a time to sort out their words and buffer their emotions, just like now.

The high-speed rail station is some distance away from the school. When I came back, I encountered the second wave of morning rush hour. The car was stuck on the road for half a day without moving forward.

Lu Jianling looked out the window at the high-rise buildings that were no different from those in the northern capital, and there was a lot of traffic, and sighed: "There is no difference between here and the northern capital. I thought I was going home in a daze."

Qian Erbai smiled and said: "He The mayor of the city is the nephew of the former mayor of Beidu, so it is not surprising that the nephew looks like an uncle."

Lao Lu smiled rarely, and asked about his son's recent situation by using the topic.

Qian Erbai answered one by one, and then asked Lao Lu about the physical condition of the old couple and Lao Lu's work situation. The father and son finally broke the deadlock and chatted with each other.

When he arrived at the school, Qian Erbai intended to take Lao Lu to see the principal first, but the principal called and said that he had an impromptu meeting going to the third middle school, and asked Qian Erbai to take good care of the guests.

Knowing that the principal specially reserved time for the father and son to reminisce about the old days, Qian Erbai also accepted the invitation, and led the old road around the campus and visited his working environment. After the mobilization meeting in the afternoon, the principal and vice-principal had to take the alumni to visit the school history museum, so Qian Erbai skipped this item at this time.

When get out of class was over, the students ran out to get some air. They were playing around, but after seeing Qian Erbai, they immediately became obedient. They all said "Hello, Director", and walked away unhurriedly with their heads held high.

Lu Jianling looked at his son, and couldn't believe his eyes.

Qian Erbai thought it was funny, these children probably heard the gossip that "there is a private visit by a leader in micro-service". Although they are usually afraid of him, they are definitely not as obedient as they are now. The walking posture can't wait to be exactly the same as the etiquette model.

At noon, Qian Erbai invited Lao Lu out for a meal, and then took a nap in his small apartment.

Originally, Lao Lu wanted to eat in the school cafeteria, so as to see how his son's daily meals were. Qian Erbai dragged him away on the grounds that "it seems that his son is so unfilial to come to eat in the cafeteria with great difficulty". Otherwise, the students at noon today will not even think about eating well.

Lu Jianling felt that his son had indeed changed a lot compared to before. Although sometimes his attitude was still a little loose, which may be the sequelae brought back from studying abroad, but on the whole he already had the appearance of a people's teacher— — Rigorous, serious, and measured.

He patted his son on the shoulder with satisfaction, and said: "Seeing that you are doing well, you and my mother are relieved. Call home when you have time, and tell us if you have any difficulties."

"Okay , Got it. Dad." Qian Erbai nodded in response.

Lao Lu looked at some empty huts, and wanted to ask him if he had found a partner, but thinking of his son's secretive attitude when he mentioned this matter before, he hesitated to speak, and finally turned into a sigh, and said: "Let's go, it's time to go to school."

Qian Erbai didn't know what Lu Jianling wanted to say, he had something to say, but he was not in a hurry, the serious business of the school was important. So he didn't say anything, locked the door, and followed the old road downstairs.

At 2:30 in the afternoon, the mobilization meeting was held in the school gymnasium.

All 1,300 high school seniors gathered together, dressed in neat school uniforms, with nervous, expectant, or plain expressions on their faces, standing on the basketball court covered with non-slip plastic floors in the gymnasium.

A speaker was placed on each side of the temporary platform in front of it, and the passionate "March of Athletes" floated out of it and echoed throughout the venue.

The head teachers of each class walked back and forth along the line of the class, occasionally talking quietly to the teacher of the next class.

The students have a pocket book in their hands, and they don't want to let go of any small piece of time that can enrich themselves and consolidate their level.

In the eyes of most of them, the mobilization meeting is completely unnecessary. It is better to go back to class and do one more question and memorize two more formulas.

At 2:45, the school leaders arrived late, and the students put down their books and began to applaud.

Qian Erbai followed behind the vice principal, walked to the side of the stage and sat down.

Lao Lu was placed next to the principal, and there stood a brand name plate that had just been made in a hurry, and it said - an alumnus, deputy director of the Higher Education Department of the Beidu Education Commission, Lu Jianling.

This name is long enough, even if the students didn't quite understand who he was, they applauded him louder.

The host was He Peng, the grade director of the third year of high school, a middle-aged man with a short stature, a crew cut, and a pair of small round glasses. He is always smiling on weekdays, but when it comes to critical moments, he can always be alone.

His Mandarin is a bit poor, with the common pronunciation characteristics of the flat tongue in the south, but he speaks very fast, and a manuscript reads like a rap, which is quite playful.

The students liked this fast-paced speech, and when He Peng finished reading, they all gave him warm applause. Then, while others were still applauding, I quickly took out a small book to memorize two knowledge points.

After introducing the leaders, it was the representatives of the senior two students who spoke, the representatives of the senior three students, the representative of the senior senior class teacher, the representative of the senior senior class teacher, the old alumni spoke, and finally the principal gave a speech.

The hands of the students were all red and numb, and the center of the whole body changed from left foot to right foot, and then from right foot to left foot. Whenever the camera came over, they had to hold their heads high and maintain their fighting spirit and vitality. It was really hard work . Seeing the dawn of victory at this time, I was happy, and even the applause became much more cheerful.

The principal held the microphone and said with great emotion: "I have already felt the passion and high-spirited fighting spirit of the students. You are about to embark on the battlefield of life turning point, and the 10,000-meter race is about to usher in the final critical moment. Next, I would like to express my gratitude to the students. What kind of hopes do you place on us..."

The expressions of the students gradually became panicked, and usually once these words were spoken, it would not end within half an hour or forty minutes. Some frowned and became agitated.

The headmaster cleared his throat and said, "First, I hope you will build up a high degree of self-confidence, firmly believe that hard work will pay off, and every bit of accumulation will increase your height in the future."

"Second point, I hope you all Have the courage to overcome all difficulties, face up to difficulties, be a strong person in life, a strong person in learning, and be the master of destiny."

"The third point, I hope you will maintain a pure state of mind, not be disturbed by external objects, and be calm Calm down, get rid of distracting thoughts, and prepare for the college entrance examination with all your strength."

"Finally, after ten years of sharpening your sword, you will show your strength in June. I hope that you will all achieve excellent results in the exam three days later, and give myself a satisfactory answer to the three years of hard work." After finishing

speaking, he looked at the audience . The fresh and tender faces, smiling and silent.

The students were mostly stunned. They had never seen such a short but meaningful speech by the principal, and they didn't realize that it was time to applaud.

It wasn't until the grade director clapped his hands on the podium that the students applauded as if they had just woken up from a dream, and the entire basketball hall suddenly burst into thunderous applause, which lasted for a long time.

The mobilization meeting was successfully concluded, and the enthusiasm of the students was also aroused by the principal's unprecedented and fast-paced speech. They were still talking about it until they returned to the classroom after the meeting.

On this day, the principal was finally promoted to the first place in the list of the most popular school leaders among students.

At this time, the principal was leading the education committee leader and alumnus from Beijing, Comrade Lu Jianling, to visit the school history museum and reading room. Dean Qian Erbai accompanied the whole process.

The author has something to say: In general, the college entrance examination mobilization meeting in the high school (ling)

is held a hundred days ago, and there are also 30 days before. , preparing for the college entrance examination, it makes sense.

I have also heard that there is a school where the mobilization meeting is only held the day before the college entrance examination... I don't know if the students in this school will be under a lot of pressure.