He called Pu Hongxia. During the last lecture, Yang Yimin asked for the other party's phone number. Although Pu Hongxia was a little reluctant, she finally gave Yang Yimin her phone number.
The phone rang for a long time before the other party answered. After the call was answered, the other party asked: "Who am I calling?"
Yang Yimin recognized Pu Hongxia's voice immediately, so he asked: "Director Pu, I am Yang Yimin from Suburban Middle School."
The other party seemed to hesitate a little, "Oh, Principal Yang, didn't Principal Zhou bring all the students over to you?"
"Yes, I have to thank Linfeng Primary School for its support, but I have other things to ask you for."
"Other things, something."
"Where are you?"
"I, I've just been in the city for a while and just got home."
Yang Yimin looked at the time and said, "Let's do this. I'll treat you to dinner at noon. Now you find a place and I'll talk to you about things."
"Principal Yang, if you can't talk about anything on the phone, just say it."
Yang Yimin thought for a while, maybe the other party didn't trust him enough. He had never dated a girl before, so how to get the other party to agree to his invitation was really a skill.
Yang Yimin quickly thought for a reason. It would definitely not be good to talk about the transfer on the phone, and the other party might misunderstand him. Finally, he came up with an idea, "Director Pu, our school wants to transfer some primary school teachers. I
I'm afraid that the teachers at our school will know the assessment method in advance, so I have to ask teachers from other schools for help. I thought about it for a long time and think you are the most suitable person. I really can't discuss this matter on the phone."
The other party pondered for a long time and said, "Do you know Guanghua Teahouse? I'll wait for you in the teahouse."
"Okay, I'll be right over." Yang Yimin didn't know about Guanghua Tea House, but the taxi definitely knew about it.
Pingchuan County has only had taxis in the past two years, so there were not many taxis. Yang Yimin waited for a long time before he got a taxi. He got in the taxi and turned around many small streets. The driver pointed to a sign and said, "It's right here."
Yang Yimin has never been to this street before. It used to be a downtown area, but after years of transformation in the county, it has become the oldest street. However, this tea house is very unique, simple and elegant. It stands in the downtown area, but there is no trace of it.
A noisy feeling.
After entering the door, there is a patio first, which is a square open yard. There are some coffee tables and seats under the trees, surrounded by wooden classic rooms, one room is a teahouse.
Under a big tree on the far side of the outer courtyard, Pu Hongxia was sitting next to a coffee table. There was a cup of boiled water on the coffee table. When Yang Yimin came in, she stretched out her hand and shook it. When she saw Yang Yimin walking over, she put down her hand.
Yang Yimin walked to the coffee table and said, "Director Pu, how are you?"
"Principal Yang, let's not be so formal. Just call me Xiao Pu."
"Okay, but how do you call me, call me Brother Yang?"
Pu Hongxia smiled lightly, "Okay, Brother Yang, do you want some tea?"
"I drink green tea." Yang Yimin turned to the waiter not far away and said, "Have a cup of green tea."
Yang Yimin is not in a hurry to talk. What he hopes most at this time is to know more about Pu Hongxia, so that he can decide his next step.
Seeing that Yang Yimin didn't speak and Pu Hongxia didn't speak either, the two drank tea quietly for a few minutes. Yang Yimin looked at Pu Hongxia and finally took the initiative to ask: "Xiao Pu, is your home nearby?"
"Yes, my home is not far from here."
“I have never been to this place before, and I didn’t know there was such a good place to drink tea.”
"This place used to be an academy. Later, the academy's family moved to the provincial capital, so this place was bought by a businessman and rented to others to open a teahouse. This place was my favorite place when I was a child."
"The environment here is very good, and it feels like it can purify the soul." Yang Yimin said while looking at the tall ancient trees and ancient buildings.
"Yes, I also like this place now. Only here, I feel that I am living in my own world, living in a happy world."
"Xiao Pu, you are so young, is there only so much space for happiness? You have to feel the same happiness outside, and there are many kinds of happiness, you have to experience it."
Pu Hongxia smiled slightly and said: "Brother Yang, we are not discussing this issue, right? Let's talk about your business?"
"No, I want to discuss it. I listened to your class and felt that your deep love for the children was touching. Your teaching process was in place and the effect was very good. But why does this happen in real life?
Where are the ideas?”
"Children are very pure. It is my responsibility to let them grow up healthily. Real life is too dark and I don't want to be in it. I just want to be with my children."
"Then why did you become the dean of students? Isn't this position very realistic?"
"I want more teachers to love and care about children. As a director, I can implement good teaching methods and teaching concepts and benefit more children."
"But management is also an art. Having ideas and love cannot completely solve the problem."
"Yeah, I'm struggling too, so I want to sit here just to keep my heart pure."
Yang Yimin carefully analyzed Pu Hongxia's words and found that she was actually a little too heavy-handed, perhaps because she suffered more setbacks, but many of her ideas were similar to his own.
"Xiao Pu, let me get down to business. You help me formulate this plan. I will take a look at it tomorrow, and you will be the judge."
The other party looked at Yang Yimin in surprise and found it incomprehensible. Yes, Yang Yimin asked her for help, but now his tone was to directly ask her to do things. This was indeed a bit unbearable for her.
"What's wrong, Xiaopu, you don't want to?"
"I don't want to, and I can't. How can I, a teacher from a remote primary school, dare to be a judge for your school's candidates? I can't pass the exam myself?"
"An excellent teacher and manager like you shouldn't be evaluated in the same way as ordinary teachers, right?"
"Brother Yang, please leave an email and I will help you make a plan and send it to you in the afternoon. I really can't help you with other things. This plan is for reference only. You don't need to ridicule me. I have a good impression of you, so I will help you, but you
Saying this hurts me a bit." Pu Hongxia's face turned cold.
"How could I ridicule you? This is my sincerity." He was afraid that if he continued like this, he would cause further misunderstandings, so he had to turn to the topic, "Xiao Pu, if I want to invite you to a middle school in the suburbs, are you willing?"
Pu Hongxia's face changed from surprise to excitement, and then from excitement to indifference, "Principal Yang, we little people have to take the exam if we want to enter the city, and we have to rely on connections. Once we have connections, we have to figure out how to improve them, and how to do it well. This
It's just a rule. You are the principal and know more than me. I have no extravagant expectations. If there are places in your school, I may come to take the exam, so how dare I ask you to invite me."
"But I'm just asking you? I need you to express your stance."