Chapter 8 Chapter 08

School started.In the buildings, courtyards, corridors, and open spaces that had been silent for several days, there were mixed voices and lively figures swaying.Although the Gregorian calendar has been adopted, the Gregorian calendar holidays do not give students much interest; they are only the same as the usual weekly holidays, and when they arrive at school after the holidays, they do not have a fresh and slightly dreadful feeling, as they often feel after summer vacations and winter vacations.But a kind of hope has already sprouted in the hearts of the students, that is, the winter vacation will be in less than a month; at that time, various interesting stories about the lunar new year will be held one by one, and then, the New Year's play will spread like flowers in sight.

Huanzhi got to know the rest of his colleagues.When Bingru introduced him to those colleagues, he always showed a very solemn look, as if he was the only character who could sing well, but he didn't expect that the person opposite him was an actor in the same class.Seeing Bingru like this, colleagues looked Huan up and down with surprised and unfamiliar eyes; a not-so-nice sentence was hidden in everyone's heart but they didn't utter it: "This is such a person, I know him!" Of course, when introducing Huanzhi to the students, Bingru especially refused to be casual.He really loves the students; if there is any way to make the students progress by leaps and bounds, he will always follow it no matter what.Reluctantly, there was no good way at the moment, and he felt very sorry for the students; wasting the irretrievable time of the students wasted, as far as the crime is concerned, it is by no means a minor crime; even if there is a good way later, it will only benefit later Students, what was delayed in front of him was finally delayed; so he always wanted to be worthy of every student.Now, that hope seems close.He told the students unabashedly that the previous method was just to follow the routine, and although it looked like a school on the outside, it was actually not very beneficial to the students.He went on to say that if a school wants to enable students to gain real benefits, it should allow students to live in the school; in other words, the school should not be a special realm for students, but a realm that is especially suitable for students' life.He said that it wasn't that he didn't want to change slowly before, because he didn't change a little because of various relationships; that was very guilty. "From now on," he said excitedly, "we have to start to change. We have newly invited Mr. Ni Huanzhi, who has done a lot of research on education; for the real benefit of all of you, he will definitely be able to offer many valuable opinions. ..."

The new gentleman seemed to shine in the eyes of the students; although he sat side by side among a dozen teachers, he seemed to be expanding, rising high above his fellows.At the same time, there was a burst of unhappiness in the hearts of the companions; although Bingru then said, "Mentors also have determination, work hard together, and plan to change in the future", but it could not dispel their unhappiness. A few days later, Huanzhi noticed the difference between rural students and urban students.Rural students can generally be said to be willing.Although some sons of gentry and wealthy families are unavoidably infected because their families like to imitate the fashionable behaviors in the city, they are not too frivolous and rash after all; .Most of the other students are the children of handicraftsmen and small businessmen. What makes people feel most easily is that they are humble and rare.Huanzhi thought it wasn't their own illness; their realm was so narrow, of course they didn't know a lot.As long as a broad world is opened to them, the disease will be eliminated.What's more, they have ten times more knowledge about nature than the city students; if they are properly instructed, everything belongs to them.

What is regrettable is that there is a concept of family status among the students. Although it is not obvious, traces can be seen everywhere.The sons of the rich and the gentry are often in the leadership position. Whether it is games or lessons, it seems that it is all their exclusive right, and they are the only ones who can issue orders and make suggestions.Some of the other students stood silently, expressing their fear of competing with their authoritative classmates.The other part showed a submissive attitude in order to share the benefits and happiness of the authoritative classmates; that kind of submissive attitude can almost be said to be innate, and there is no doubt that a smile or a nod can reveal the news.

In school, just like in the world of blissful land and great harmony described by those thinkers, there should be no difference between rich and poor, but now there is such a phenomenon, which cannot be said to be a problem.Huanzhi thought that he must be healed, even with the most troublesome and meticulous work.Drugs should be two flavors that are opposite but complementary, "respect for oneself" and "respect for others".He was not in the least bit disdainful; he knew that the disease had its source, that society and the family had produced it, and that the students were unfortunate enough to contract it.

One day, a small dispute arose out of this malady. He was sitting in the preparation room grading the students' essays, and when he heard a bell ring, followed by the sound of the students running and laughing, he knew that the day's homework was over.Suddenly, the gymnastics teacher, Mr. Lu Sanfu, angrily pulled a student whose face was flushed red and his eyes were shining, and broke into the room; .The student who was pulled in was Jiang Hua, the son of Jiang Shibao who enrolled for free. "How can he be so reasonable!" Mr. Lu pushed Jiang Hua to Huanzhi's table, bit his lips and said, "I want Mr. Ni to ask him!" As he spoke, his chest rose and fell violently, and he was very angry.He believes that every student is a subordinate of the grade-level teacher, and the grade-level teacher has all the responsibilities of disciplining his subordinates; as for himself, he only teaches gymnastics and has no other responsibilities; He still has the right to blame the grade-level teachers, it must be that the grade-level teachers have been negligent in discipline.Then his anger at this moment is not only for Jiang Hua, but also can be imagined.

Jiang Hua turned his head vigorously, facing the wall, and stood upright with his shoulders raised: this is exactly the attitude of a veteran "eating a lawsuit". "Why?" Huanzhi said, half surprised and half relieved; he stood up, looked at Mr. Lu's terrifying figure with tight lips and wide eyes, and then turned his head to look at Jiang Hua's stubborn back. "He bullies others! He doesn't listen to me!" Mr. Lu said, with the scar on his right cheek protruding like a small pepper, and the faint light of sweat on his forehead, he dragged away a chair and sat down.

Here's how it happened: After practicing calisthenics for 20 minutes, Mr. Lu gave the students a big leather ball and told them to kick a golf ball casually.After a while, the ball landed in front of Jiang Hua; he was about to go up to hold it and kick it freely, but unexpectedly a small body jumped over and caught it. "Give it to me!" Jiang Hua said in a commanding tone when he saw that Fang Yu, who was wearing a red knotted hat, was catching the ball. Fang Yu's feet are naturally itchy, and seeing the ball he fetched by himself is even more indescribably joyful; but Jiang Hua's "give it to me" seems to contain an inviolable majesty, so he has no choice but to press the enthusiastic game Desire, showing a helpless smile, awarded the ball to Jiang Hua.

Jiang Hua put on airs and kicked the ball, but it was a very weak kick, neither high nor far.This caused some scattered laughter.I saw the red knot of the broken hat rise up, and the ball slept peacefully on Fang Yu's chest again. "Give it to me again!" Jiang Hua felt the annoyance of failure, and ordered again in a master-like voice. Fang Yu didn't pay attention to Jiang Hua's voice, but he couldn't hold back his desire to play. He said to himself, "Let me kick this time", while raising his right foot "Peng" kick .The ball went up straight, almost over the top of the ginkgo tree before falling.Many students present couldn't help applauding.

"You little carpenter!" Jiang Hua hated him so much, he ran over and took off Fang Yu's broken hat and threw it on the ground; then he grabbed the front of his blue cloth robe and shouted interrogatively, "Give it to me, Why not give it to me? Why not give it to me?" The students made the ball jump a few times and rolled it to rest at the foot of the tree. They gathered around to watch this new drama. Fang Yu turned his head, and at first he was silent, staring at the broken hat on the ground with shame and indignation.Even though he didn't spit out, he said without fear, "Everyone can kick the ball that sir gave us. Why must it be given to you?"

"You deserve to play football! Your carpenter's son! You have to move bricks and pick up mud buckets, like a little beggar. Judging by your appearance, you are just like a little beggar!" Jiang Hua cursed, but still felt that it was not enough to vent his anger. He raised his left fist and hit Fang Yu on the shoulder. "Hit! Hit!" A few irresponsible students who liked to watch the scene yelled happily, as if in warning. When Mr. Lu came, he could see clearly, so he judged Jiang Hua: first, he should not grab other people's balls; second, he should not throw other people's hats;He asked Jiang Hua to pick up the hat on the ground and put it on for Fang Yu before talking about other things. Unexpectedly, Jiang Hua relaxed the hand holding Fang Yu's skirt, turned around, as if he wanted to walk away, and didn't seem to hear Mr. Lu's disposition.This made Mr. Lu angry; he grabbed the defiant disobedient and said sharply, "Tell you to pick up your hat! Do you hear me?" Jiang Hua also turned his head and remained silent, just like Fang Yu just now; but his flushed face showed an arrogant look, which was different from Fang Yu. "Tell you to pick up the hat! Do you hear me?" Mr. Lu's voice became even more high-pitched. "Shall I pick it up for him?" Jiang Hua asked, twisting his neck. "Naturally. You threw it away. Who else should pick it up but you!" "I can't pick it up!" "why?" "He's the carpenter's son, a little carpenter! His father calls us masters and masters! He's the one who picks things up for us!" "It's full of nonsense! Where does this kind of reasoning come from!" "No nonsense at all. Just ask everybody if his father was a carpenter." "I don't allow you to say any more! I just want to ask if you want to pick it up or not?" "I've already said, I can't pick it up!" Jiang Hua said in a leisurely tone; with a look of competence and contempt, the look turned from Mr. Lu's face and drew a circle to the surrounding students. "Ha! Ha! Ha!" Half of the students couldn't help laughing. The ferocity of a tiger suddenly dominated Mr. Lu, and he dragged Jiang Hua away, like catching a chicken; he completely forgot that the opponent was a student, and shouted in the voice of scolding the enemy: "You don't make sense at all. Guy! I don't have time to talk to you! Leave you to Mr. Nee, and wait for him to ask you!" ...Mr. Lu narrated the incident in a mixed way, and he spoke for a while; at the end, he cast a vicious look at Jiang Hua's back, and said: "He doesn't listen to me, he doesn't follow my rules; it doesn't matter, you don't have to use it in the future." My class!" After that, he took out cigarettes and matches from his trouser pocket, and smoked his own cigarette.He thought that he had handed over the criminal subordinates to the leader to admonish and punish them, and that the leader was in charge; "Jiang Hua!" Huanzhi called Jiang Hua in a very gentle voice; at the same time, he sat down and touched Jiang Hua's right hand, which was clenched into a fist. "I am very sad for you. You said that you despise yourself too much. You mean that you think Fang Yu's father is a carpenter, it is despicable, it is despicable. You really didn't think about how many things a carpenter can do. This chair, We sit, this table we rely on, this house we live in; which one is not the result of the carpenter? Just imagine, if there is no carpenter, we have to sit on the open space, it is inconvenient to write, it is inconvenient to read, It is inconvenient to do things; how uncomfortable will we be at that time? The carpenter gives us all kinds of convenience and comfort; how is this the behavior of a mean and lowly person? You think, you have to think carefully!... Let me tell you, the carpenter is really He is a respectable and respectable person! In the world, those who can use their mind and strength to do things to benefit others and themselves are all respectable and respectable people. Carpenters use their own mind and strength, and do not rely on others at all. Others help others and support themselves; how glorious and great this is! Others, such as blacksmiths and farmers, are as glorious and great as carpenters. Who is the most despicable and despicable person in the world? The rich and powerful Isn’t it true? That’s not necessarily the case. If a person has no ability and can’t do a thing, even if he is rich and powerful, he will inevitably be the most despicable and despicable person!... You come to school to learn What? What do you hope for in the future? It is nothing more than asking for ability, being able to do things, becoming a bright and great person, and not being a mean and lowly person. You just said something that looked down on carpenters. This is like telling others that you I am willing to have no ability, and I am willing not to do anything! In a word, I am willing to be a despicable person. Let me tell you, your quality is not bad! Why do you look down on yourself like this? Put aside your wrong thoughts, Forever and forever! You should think this way: Fang Yu's father is a carpenter, a respectable person who does things with his own mind and strength; his son Fang Yu is of course a dear classmate. Can you think so? You were confused for a moment just now; now listen to me quietly here, and I know you will definitely think according to what I said." Jiang Hua's mood and body were originally tense, but after hearing Huanzhi's words, he couldn't help but relax. He seemed to be hypnotized, and a kind of tiredness, a kind of boredom, slowly grew and spread throughout his body.His right hand had already let go of his fist, and his sweaty fingers rested on Huanzhi's warm palm. The students crowded at the door of the room saw that there was nothing pleasant to hear, so they gradually dispersed and went home.There are a few who like the swings on the sports field, and go back if they don't want to. When they are tired from exercising, they sting to the door to have a look. Mr. Lu had already finished smoking a cigarette: his right arm rested on the table, his left hand rested on his knee, and he stared aimlessly, as if waiting for something. Seeing that Jiang Hua was silent, Huanzhi squeezed his hand and said more gently, "Answer me, is the carpenter a respectable person?" "Yes," Jiang Hua himself didn't understand, how could such a voice leak out of his mouth gently. "That's it." Huanzhi took a breath of comfort, and continued, "Now let's talk about the hat with you. Haven't you heard it? It's the happiest thing for a person to help others and serve them , the most noble conduct. When others are carrying heavy burdens and are breathless, it is best to take the ride for him. When others are hungry or thirsty, it is best to cook a meal and make a pot of tea for him. You I thought, if you do these things, you will be more happy than seeing the satisfied faces of the people you help. Have you ever done such a thing?" Jiang Hua shook his head, he thought he had never done it.Seeing that the white wall outside the window has dimmed, and the people and things in the room are even more hazy, I feel a faint sadness. "Well, I haven't done it. Then you should plan to do it! You are causing harm to others; if you snatch a hat that is well put on your head, you grab it and throw it on the ground. What is that? You refuse to throw a hat yourself." Pick it up, what's that? You know, you hurt yourself when you hurt someone else. You tell people that you've been a bully. . . . Pick up your hat solemnly and dust it off , put it on Fang Yu personally, and begged him to say: I made a mistake for a while and violated you, and now I regret it unspeakably. I hope you will see each other's classmates and forgive me; and don't remember my mistakes, just keep doing it. My very good friend! Only in this way can you make up for your mistakes this time. In the future, you must respect Fang Yu even more, and don’t give him the slightest damage even if it is unintentional; he will believe that your words are true, and he will do it forever Your good friend. Would you like to do this?" "He must have picked up the hat and went back by himself at this time," Jiang Hua said with an embarrassed face. "It doesn't matter," Huanzhi said with a smile, "You can still tell him what you said tomorrow." Then he asked Jiang Hua to admit to Mr. Lu that he was wrong, and that he should not disobey the very reasonable order. Seeing that it was almost dark, Jiang Hua felt a little flustered; hearing that the school was unusually quiet, something he had never experienced before, and he seemed to be trapped in a barren mountain, so he did as Huanzhi said. "Admit your mistake, then I will allow you to attend my class tomorrow," Mr. Lu said with an embarrassed expression.Then he stood up dejectedly, and staggered out of the preparation room.