Once Wang Yuehua confirmed that Ding Xiaoli was planning to run away, he couldn't believe his eyes, "Where are you going?
Do you want to be a female hooligan?
Unless I'm dead, don't even think about leaving this place!"He Old Six also walked out of the room in a disheveled manner.
"It's really impossible for a woman to stay.
No matter how anxious she is, she can't run on her own."Wang Yuehua picked up Ding Xiaoli's suitcase and walked into his own room.
At the same time, he instructed He Laoliu, "Watch over her."Ding Xiaoli desperately leaned against the door, but his eyes were filled with stubbornness.Chenchen and the other students were arguing with a red-armored worker at the entrance of the air raid shelter, which led to the classroom.Chenchen said righteously, "Why do you have to lock the door and not let us go?
Do you really want us to go around the hill every day?"The school worker defended the big iron lock with a red face and a thick neck.
"This is a combat equipment.
It needs to be prepared for war.
Dig deep and accumulate food.
It's not overbearing.
Do you understand?"To this obviously outdated language, the college students laughed.Chenchen continued to negotiate in a reasonable manner, "Then why can't we take this shortcut when teacher gets off work?"School worker: "Teacher is teacher, student is student."As he spoke, someone shouted, "Teacher Ma is here!"Maqi came out with his textbook, and the student immediately stepped forward and spoke.Maqi waved his hand and turned to the school worker, "The students' opinion is correct.
The time of digging has passed, and students and teachers shouldn't take any more detours."The school worker looked at the red school emblem on Maqi's chest and reluctantly opened the iron lock.Maqi took the lead and walked into the long passage.
There were still traces of slogans left on the wall of the cave.The students also followed suit.
Maqi and the young student's footsteps echoed in the cave.Maqi walked out of the cave and took a deep breath.
Then, as he watched Chenchen and the other students cheerfully run out from behind him, his eyes suddenly regained their usual gloominess, and he walked back to his office.Of course, Maqi couldn't imagine Ding Xiaoli's situation.
He had more important things to do, but what was more important?

Reality frustrated him.
He couldn't figure out why that old classmate of his, who had been coaxed by his students to step down from the platform, was actually the vice-Secretary of the faculty.
However, he, who was only in his eighth year of high school, could only end classes day after day..Vice Secretary Wang Fayi was chatting with several teachers when he saw Maqi come in, brewing tea as he teased Maqi out of habit, "Yo!
Our future great historian, Teacher Make Kesima, is here.
I heard that you've been very busy recently.
You're either gnawing on books or going to the old district for inspection.
You should have a lot of high opinions, right?""What kind of opinion do I have?" Maqi sneered as he read through the letter with a self-deprecating tone."How's the old district?
What's the reaction to the college entrance exams?" Wang Fayi asked, pointing at a cigarette."Of course it's a passionate show of support!
We have to pass exams and choose the best way to enter university.
Like us, we have to rely on a few loads of cow dung to curry favor with the bureau's secretary.
This is something I've said before!" Maqi didn't like Wang Fayi's tone of voice, which didn't seem like an official at all.."Our Ma Kesi does have foresight!
However, I don't think I've heard you say such things before!" Wang Fayi continued to tease, and the other teachers present began to laugh softly.Maqi patted the dust off his body and walked out of the office with disdain.Maqi walked alone with a lonely back view.The truth had nothing to do with Maqi.
In terms of novelism, it was more or less different from Maqi's.
In this sense, he was even more lonely and sad than the rock that had been abandoned in the Green Grave Peak for no reason.Looking at Maqi's back, Wang Fayi extinguished his cigarette.Several teachers started discussing among themselves, "He must have gone to Little Tan's place in the information room again.""You guys still don't know, but he's actually divorced for several years!""What?
Divorce?""What's so strange about a person like him getting divorced?
It's strange that any woman would be willing to marry him." Xiaotan, the staff member in charge of information, was immersed in a recording device that had been very popular in the past, and was eavesdropping on Deng Lijun's love song intoxicatingly.
The door rang, and Xiaotan immediately turned off the speakers.