OBS Chapter 1070 Rules are made for ordinary people
Chapter 1070 Rules are made for ordinary people
Watching Lin Wufeng imitate Wu Jianguo's pitiful appearance vividly and making Song Ying laugh, the usually serious person can have a more comedic effect when telling jokes.
After laughing, Lin Wufeng changed the subject: "What Old Wu said actually makes sense. Our family has bought so many things in the past two years. Although our neighbors didn't say anything in front of us, they all have some thoughts in their hearts. It's better to keep a low profile in the future."
Song Ying was a little unhappy: "Humph, they all come to our house to watch TV, and when they leave, the ground is covered with melon seeds and peanut shells, and no one stays to help us clean up. They take advantage of us and then criticize us. What kind of people are they?"
Lin Wufeng smiled bitterly when he heard this. This is true, but this is human nature. When everyone is poor and you suddenly become rich, you will inevitably be envied.
"What should I do? I can't sell the bicycle I got with great difficulty, right?" Song Ying said depressedly.
Lin Wufeng coaxed, "That's not necessary, but don't buy any big items in the next two years."
"Anyway, we've already bought everything we need at home, so we won't add any more."
Song Ying suddenly remembered something: "Oh, Haozi said that the reward from the Provincial Sports Bureau hasn't been issued yet. What if it's an electrical appliance ticket or something like that? I can't just sell it, will it be considered speculation?"
"This... let's see when the time comes." Lin Wufeng was at a loss for a moment.
The couple stared at each other in amazement, never imagining that one day they would have trouble with having too many electrical appliances at home.
The next day, early in the morning, several bicycles came out of the yard one after another.
Qin Hao and Zhuang Tunan each rode a bicycle, with Lin Dongzhe and Zhuang Xiaoting on the back seat respectively. Song Ying rode a bicycle to take Huang Ling to work. Lin Wufeng was worried that Song Ying's mediocre riding skills would cause her to fall, so he followed behind.
Only Zhuang Chaoying was left walking to work. The only bicycle in the family was bought by Huang Ling in exchange for the sewing machine she brought as a dowry. It was rare for a dual-income family to live like this after so many years of marriage.
Qin Hao and Zhuang Tunan first sent Lin Dongzhe and Zhuang Xiaoting to the gate of the affiliated primary school, and then rode their bikes to No. 1 Middle School. Compared to the affiliated primary school, No. 1 Middle School was much farther away, and it would take at least half an hour to walk there, and more than ten minutes to ride a bike.
The two arrived at the school gate and parked the car. Zhuang Tunan hesitated and said, "How about I take you to the Academic Affairs Office?"
"Class is about to start. You go first. I'll ask someone and find out how to get there."
Just then the morning reading bell rang, and Zhuang Tunan quickly followed the crowd into the teaching building.
At the entrance of the Academic Affairs Office, Qin Hao knocked gently on the open door. A middle-aged man wearing glasses looked up at him and said casually, "What's the matter?"
"Come and report."
The middle-aged man frowned when he heard this: "What nonsense! It's been almost a month since school started and you've only just registered. Where are your parents?"
"gone."
"Where have you been? Even if you are busy at work, you can't ignore your child's studies. What's your name?"
"Qin Hao."
"Qin Hao, let me see..." The middle-aged man lowered his head and searched for a while. Suddenly, his whole body stiffened and he spoke in an almost trembling voice.
"You...are that Qin Hao?"
Instantly, the middle-aged man's attitude changed 180 degrees, and he waved at Qin Hao: "Hey, isn't this our little champion? What are you doing standing outside? Come in and sit down."
"Thank you, Director Li."
"Please take a seat first. I will ask your class teacher to pick you up."
"Do I need to go through the enrollment procedures first? This is my tuition fee..."
Before Qin Hao could finish his words, Director Li interrupted him: "Ahem, after a meeting last week, the school leaders decided that outstanding students like Qin Hao will be exempted from tuition and miscellaneous fees, and can also receive a 20 yuan meal allowance every month."
Qin Hao naturally would not refuse the free money: "Thank you Director Li and the school leaders for your concern."
"Of course, of course. In the future, if classmate Qin Hao has any difficulties in study or life, you can report it to your class teacher or come to me directly. The school will do its best to solve it for you." Director Li patted his chest and said.
As they were talking, Qin Hao's head teacher also arrived. He was a middle-aged man in his forties, tall and thin, wearing a pair of glasses. He looked a little dull and somewhat like Zhuang Chaoying.
"Teacher Qian, this is Qin Hao. He just won the individual Go championship at the National Games and helped our JS provincial team win a bronze medal in the Go team competition, winning honor for our No. 1 Middle School. He will be a student in your class from now on. He is still young, so you must take good care of him. If there is anything, please report it to me in time."
After giving some instructions, Director Li asked Qin Hao to go to class with the head teacher.
As soon as he entered the classroom, a classmate recognized Qin Hao.
"I know him. I saw him on TV a few days ago. Why is he in our class?"
"The National Games Go champion is in the same class as me?"
Teacher Qian walked to the podium with a stern face and knocked on the table: "Quiet."
"Student Qin Hao, please sit in that empty seat first. I will bring your books to you later."
Qin Hao nodded and sat down by the window on the left.
Teacher Qian had a hard time teaching this class because the students' attention was not on him. They all looked at Qin Hao, wanting to see what was different between the National Games champion and them.
After finally getting through forty-five minutes, as soon as the bell rang, Qin Hao was quickly surrounded by a crowd of people, and later even students from the next class came over to watch the fun.
Qin Hao felt helpless. It felt like he was an orangutan in a zoo, being watched by a group of primate relatives.
Fortunately, the class bell rang soon interrupted us. Children of this age are still very afraid of teachers.
In 1979, a nine-year education system was implemented, with five years of primary school, two years of junior high school, and two years of high school. After completing nine years, students could take the college entrance examination, so the course schedule was still very full. In addition, English as a foreign language course has been added in recent years.
There are four classes in the morning, excluding morning reading, and three classes in the afternoon. Fortunately, there are no evening self-study classes during this period, otherwise many students who live far away will have to live on campus.
Qin Hao was "wandering in his mind" for the whole morning. Finally, it was time for lunch. He waited in the cafeteria for a long time before he saw Zhuang Tunan rushing over.
"How is the report going?" Zhuang Tunan asked with concern.
"It's okay, it went pretty smoothly."
To eat in the school cafeteria, you need meal tickets, which you need to exchange for food coupons first. However, one pound of food coupons can only be exchanged for one pound of meal tickets, which is not cost-effective.
Zhuang Tunan took out two meal tickets from his pocket: "You haven't exchanged your meal tickets yet, I'll treat you..."
Before Zhuang Tunan could finish his words, Qin Hao took out a handful of meal tickets from his pocket.
"The school gives you meal allowance, so I'll treat you."
Zhuang Tunan was puzzled: "The school also provides meal subsidies?"
"what did you eat?"
"No, I have it."
"I can't even finish the 20 yuan meal allowance a month by myself. It's a waste."
"Then... I won't be polite."
Zhuang Tunan ate three large bowls of rice and finished them all in less than a quarter of an hour. No one would say that this little brat is eating his way to bankruptcy. Kids of this age really are big eaters.
"Hiccup~~~"
Zhuang Tunan burped and said a little embarrassedly: "My mother only gave me 20 kilograms of food coupons a month. I can't eat enough normally. I lost control all of a sudden."
"Okay, don't be polite with me. Aunt Huang takes good care of me. By the way, do you know where the library is?"
"I also want to go to the library, let's go together."
"it is good."
Soon, the two arrived at the library. The library of No. 1 Middle School looked inconspicuous from the outside, but the books inside were quite complete, ranging from various teaching books to popular magazines and monthly magazines on the market, as well as many famous Chinese and foreign classics.
"Haozi, the books here can only be read in the library by junior high school students and cannot be taken away. Only high school students can borrow them." Zhuang Tunan reminded in a low voice.
Qin Hao nodded slightly to show that he understood. However, when Zhuang Tunan saw that the afternoon class was almost time, he quickly put the book in his hand back to its place and called Qin Hao back to class.
However, Qin Hao had no intention of putting the book back, but walked straight to the librarian.
“I want to borrow this book.”
The librarian looked up and glanced at him, then pointed impatiently at the red words on the side: "Junior high school students can only read here. Borrowing books is a right only for high school students."
"Oh, can you lend me the phone?"
"The internal phone cannot be dialed out."
"As long as we can hit the inside."
Soon, the librarian received instructions from the Dean of Academic Affairs, and his attitude immediately changed 180 degrees.
"Student Qin Hao, please register."
"Thank you."
Qin Hao took the book and turned to the stunned Zhuang Tunan and said, "Let's go. We're going to be late."
After walking out of the library and about fifty meters, Zhuang Tunan came to his senses and said in a strange tone, "Aren't junior high school students not allowed to borrow books?"
"Rules are made for ordinary people. When you are strong enough, you can ignore the rules or even make new rules." Qin Hao replied casually.
Zhuang Tunan frowned and said, "Just because you won the National Games championship?"
“Is this a privilege?”
Qin Hao paused and spread his hands: "If you can also win the National Games championship, you can also enjoy such privileges."
Many times, what people hate is not the privilege, but the fact that the person enjoying the privilege is not themselves.
During the afternoon class, Zhuang Tunan was unable to get into the state. They grew up in the same courtyard together. Even though Qin Hao had won several national championships, he did not feel that there was much difference between Qin Hao and himself. However, in just one day, all the preferential treatments given to Qin Hao by the school had severely impacted Zhuang Tunan's worldview.
A twenty-yuan meal ticket was enough for a family of three to eat in the cafeteria for a month. Qin Hao solved the iron rule that junior high school students could not borrow books with just one phone call.
All of this is showing Zhuang Tunan a completely different world, especially Qin Hao's words: rules are made for ordinary people, which makes Zhuang Tunan secretly ask himself: Am I an ordinary person?
Zhuang Tunan always felt that even if he went to the provincial key middle school, he would still be among the best and was definitely excellent among his peers. His parents were always proud of him and his neighbors also praised him highly. But all this seemed so mediocre in front of Qin Hao.
Before school was over in the afternoon, the dean came to the class to ask about our well-being.
"By the way, we'll arrange for you to give a speech at the flag-raising ceremony next Monday. Do you want to write the speech yourself, or do you want us to prepare it for you in advance?"
"Then I'll trouble you, Director Li."
"No trouble, no trouble."
After Qin Hao left, Director Li handed the task over to the class teacher, Teacher Qian.
Around five o'clock in the afternoon, smoke was already rising from the courtyard, and Lin Dongzhe and Zhuang Xiaoting had returned from the interest classes at the Children's Palace.
As soon as Zhuang Xiaoting came back, she lay down on the table to do her homework, while Lin Dongzhe was flipping through the "Doraemon" comics that Qin Hao brought back for him with great interest.
Song Ying couldn't bear to read it any more: "It's all in Japanese. Can you understand it?"
"If I can't understand the words, I can look at the paintings. Besides, there are many Chinese characters in Japanese characters, so I can guess roughly." Lin Dongzhe said proudly. This was the valuable experience he gained after reading it several times.
"You, if you could devote half, no, one-third, of your time to studying, you wouldn't have to copy Xiaoting's essay when writing a composition." Song Ying said angrily.
Whenever Song Ying thought of the composition submitted by Lin Dongzhe, she started shaking with anger. Last week, the teacher asked students to write an essay on the topic: My Dad. As a result, the compositions submitted by Lin Dongzhe and Zhuang Xiaoting were 90% similar, and both had the topic: My Dad is a high school teacher.
Song Ying was so angry that she would avoid Zhuang Chaoying when she saw her, as if she was getting married for the second time. It was rare for Lin Wufeng to be so cruel to Lin Dongzhe. When did he become a high school teacher?
Lin Dongzhe had forgotten the pain after his wound healed. He didn't take Song Ying's words to heart at all and continued to read the comics leisurely.
Until the sound of a bicycle was heard in the alley, Lin Dongzhe immediately hid the comic book, took out his homework from his schoolbag, and pretended to write.
"Haozi, today is your first day at school. How do you feel?"
Song Ying has always been puzzled as to why Lin Dongzhe always turned a deaf ear to her words but obeyed Qin Hao's orders.
Lin Dongzhe’s answer to this was: Brother Hao is very capable, he knows everything, and he will fulfill everything he promised, he has never lied to me.
"It's okay, the teachers are all very friendly." Qin Hao said with a smile.
The corner of Zhuang Tunan's mouth twitched behind him. He was quite friendly, so friendly that his worldview was about to collapse.
"Okay, then hurry up and do your homework. I'll go cook and we'll be ready to eat."
Qin Hao finished his homework very quickly, finishing it in less than an hour. The key point was that his handwriting was very neat. Lin Dongzhe was very envious of his ability and pestered him to "teach" him.
As a result, Qin Hao's answer was just two words: write more and practice more.
Lin Dongzhe gave up struggling instantly.
Today the two families were eating separately. In the Zhuang family's room, Huang Ling poked her husband with chopsticks.
Zhuang Chaoying followed her gaze and noticed that something was wrong with Zhuang Tunan.
"Tunan, what's wrong with you?"
"No, it's nothing."
After the meal, Huang Ling had an ominous premonition in her mind: "Is Tunan in a premature love relationship?"
"No way?" Zhuang Chaoying was also panicked. (End of this chapter)