Speaking of which, Su Mei is the teacher and Xue Xiang is the disciple. Moreover, Su Mei is a role model for others and has dignity as a teacher. On normal days, he would not speak so harshly to his students, but Xue Xiang was an exception.
The reason for this was not clear to the Sumerians themselves. Perhaps through many debates, they subconsciously no longer considered Xue Xiang his student, but an opponent who could sit down and discuss things.
"Okay, I can't argue with someone who has sharp teeth and a sharp tongue. If I fall down, I will be unlucky, so I won't pursue it. But for the next two things, Teacher Su's character should not be ignored.
?" Xue Xiang stood in the car and shrugged while talking, which was full of provocation.
"What's going on?" Su Meiren vaguely guessed one thing, but was curious about the second.
"Let me talk about the first thing first. May I ask Teacher Su, how did I get my score of 60.5?"
"You took the exam yourself, do you still need to ask this question? Is it possible that you failed the exam yourself and asked someone else to answer the test paper for you?" Su Mei thought as expected, but she pretended to be surprised on her face, and she almost didn't notice Xue
Angry to death.
"Teacher Su, don't pretend to be confused because you understand. I want to check the papers!" Xue Xiang was so depressed that he made the same old request. This is the only way to deal with such a guy who refuses to admit his mistakes.
"The test papers have been sealed. Checking them is troublesome and inconvenient!"
"I'm not afraid of trouble!"
"I'm afraid of trouble!"
"you……"
Xue Xiang was so angry that he was breathing heavily, but there was nothing he could do. He vaguely remembered that when he had to check the papers last time, the Sumei people were not like this, so why did they become brown sugar now?
"Let's talk about the second thing. I don't have time to waste time with you." Xue Xiang blushed. Su Mei's face was even colder, but in her heart she felt as if she had drank ice-cold honey water in the dog days of summer.
"Okay, I originally planned that if you solve the first thing for me, I won't talk about the second thing to save Teacher Su's face. Since Teacher Su doesn't want face, then I will tell you directly. Teacher Su, you are dignified.
You are a top student who has returned from the country and is a role model for others. How can you spy on students? Isn't it a bit too, too that?" At the end of the sentence, Xue Xiang trailed off.
Su Meiren suddenly changed her color, pointed at Xue Xiang with trembling fingertips, and yelled: "Xue Xiang, please be more careful with your mouth. What is peeping? Who is peeping on? You?"
Xue Xiang shrugged and said with a smile: "I didn't say that. Do you admit it yourself?"
"What do I admit? Xue Xiang, before I thought that although your character was bad, you were a cultured and well-educated student. Now it seems that you are really one of those gangsters." Su Meiren's pretty face was frosty.
, the two peaks under the floral shirt on the chest are constantly rising and falling.
"Are you angry from embarrassment?" Xue Xiang still smiled.
Hearing these words, Su Meiren suddenly opened her goose egg and said, "You don't need to come to my class."
The seemingly incomprehensible and off-topic sentence almost made Xue Xiang stagger, and he asked in horror: "What...what do you mean?"
"It's not interesting. It's useless to take a subject that you are destined to fail. Just wait and retake it." Hearing Xue Xiang's vibrato, Su Meiren's smile became more charming.
"No, no, no, no, no. What I said just now is just nonsense. You can't do this. Yes, your painting must not be finished yet. I will continue to pose for you. I guarantee that it will be the same as before. You..."
Xue Xiang wished he could slap both of them in the face. Others had nuclear weapons in their hands, and he was just looking for abuse when he rushed forward.
Amidst the stacks of apologies, the Su beauty ignored them, stepped forward with her long legs, swayed her waist, and walked forward gracefully. She regarded Xue Xiang's humiliation as nothing but air, but she was extremely happy in her heart.
The Sumei people were far away, and Xue Xiang stood in a daze under the cherry blossoms. He was angry, annoyed and depressed, and didn't know who to blame. He wanted to blame himself for causing trouble with his tongue, but he consciously didn't say too much. He wanted to blame the Sumei people.
You are making trouble unreasonably. As soon as you have this thought, you strangle it to death. People are just here to make trouble unreasonably. What can you do? Think about it.
Go, Xue Xiang targeted the department chair Su Yandong with his complaints. After all, Su Mei was so lawless. He randomly changed student test papers and replaced department chairs. He had already dealt with it. However, Su Yandong, the chair of the philosophy department, was his father.
, and I am a man who is afraid of his own girl, so it was because of this that he, Mr. Xue, suffered this disaster.
After thinking about this, Xue Xiang went straight to Su Yandong's office. The clinker was there. It was General Tie who was guarding the door. When he inquired about it, he found that Director Su had gone to another place for a meeting. The start was not good, and Xue Xiang had no other options. He could only wait for Su Yandong to return. Fortunately, he left.
The final exam is still a long time away, so there is plenty of time.
After leaving Su Yandong's office, Xue Xiang raised his hand and looked at his watch. It was already two forty in the afternoon. He remembered that there were still a few documents on the table that had not been processed, so he hurried towards the office. He had just arrived on the third floor, where the Youth League Committee of the Department of Philosophy is located.
, and received many greetings.
Amidst the shouts of "Hello, Secretary Xue", Xue Xiang nodded frequently. Now, the controversy at the secretaries' meeting has vaguely spread throughout the entire Youth League Committee of the Department of Philosophy. At first, some people did not believe that Secretary Liu, who always kept his word in the Youth League Committee, would break up.
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The sand fell, but what followed was a series of personnel changes within the Youth League Committee, which completely subdued those who had doubts. Because the changes were made by people who were close to Liu Gao in various departments, and Liu Gao's big job - the Youth League Office
Also suffered heavy losses.
Since then, no one dares to underestimate the former Aunt Zhou, and today’s Zhou Laohu, of course, does not dare to underestimate Secretary Xue who always wears a faint smile. Although it is said that Secretary Zhou’s rise is because of Secretary Xue
Because of this, there are still many people who don’t believe in this young man
In addition to his achievements in the economic field, Secretary Xue also has such a tactic of maneuvering. But it is doubtful. Regardless of whether Secretary Zhou’s rise is the result of Secretary Xue’s operation behind the scenes, Secretary Zhou’s rise is due to
After Secretary Xue arrived, this was always an ironclad fact.
Xue Xiang didn't know what the bosses of the Youth League committee thought of him, and he didn't care. He responded in agreement all the way, and when he got to the office, he closed the door ajar.
Xue Xiang had been sitting in the office for a few minutes when a long car horn sounded from downstairs. Without getting up to look, he knew that Zhou Zhenglong had arrived. It was said that since Zhou Zhenglong was assigned a special car this time, the car would arrive at the department every time.
Downstairs of the Youth League committee, there is always a loud call, I don’t know
Whether it was to remind passers-by to get out of the way, or to announce the arrival of Secretary Zhou, everyone knelt down to receive him. Sure enough, soon I heard a stack of shouts of "Hello, Secretary Zhou" in the corridor. They were enthusiastic and seemed to be full of love.
The momentum was far greater than that of Xue Moucai, who still won by three points.
Xue Xiang looked through the window and saw Zhou Zhenglong combing his shiny back hair, his hands hanging down and clasped behind his back, walking very steadily along the center line of the corridor. Mao Wang, who was following behind him, bowed his waist slightly and raised his head.
Little black bag, small steps that are fast and urgent, but just right
He just followed Zhou Zhenglong's footsteps, but was absolutely silent. Zhou Zhenglong walked past Xue Xiang's window with his head held high, and his head held high did not waver. Mao Wang, who followed closely, tilted his head vaguely.
He nodded slightly towards the window twice and then quickly followed.
Xue Xiang lit a cigarette and sneered in his heart.
I don’t know when Zhou Zhenglong stopped calling the other four members of the team meeting “Secretary X”. Instead, he addressed himself as “Comrade X”. Even Xue Xiang, who had helped him rise to power, was no exception. What’s more, now Xue Xiang has joined Zhou Zhenglong. office, the latter would no longer stand up to greet the door. Instead, he would sit firmly behind the desk and wave gently, holding a full shelf in his hand.
If Xue Xiang, a meritorious minister, was treated like this, then Liu Gao, a "criminal body", was even more miserable. It is also because Liu Gao was too tough. Every time he knew that he had no chance of winning, he still spoke loudly and supported him in every meeting. When attacking Zhou Zhenglong, Xue Xiang must always be brought along, so that Xue Xiang has no chance to make a difference.
In this way, Zhou Zhenglong saw that there seemed to be no possibility of a change between Xue Xiang and Liu Gao, and his reliance on Xue Xiang immediately dropped. After all, as long as these two people could not form a joint force, he, Secretary Zhou, would be firmly on the mountain. What followed? The situation is that Zhou Zhenglong is becoming more and more arrogant. The Youth League Committee has almost become the old man's boss. Many matters simply do not hold secretarial meetings and directly issue orders. What's more, Mao Wang, the director of the Finance Department, simply becomes him. Mr. Zhou's secretary is tied to his belt all day long. No matter who applies for funds, he, Secretary Zhou, almost has to personally look at it.
Fortunately, Zhou Zhenglong also knew not to bully Xue Xiang too much, so the Propaganda Department was more or less taken care of every time. However, the originally prosperous Youth League Office had a large number of staff replaced, and there was no shortage of funds. Liu Gao's hair stands on end every day.
Xue Xiang looked at Zhou Zhenglong's swaggering back and put out half of the cigarette butt in the ashtray... May 4, 1979, was the anniversary of the famous patriotic movement sixty years ago. All major administrative agencies across the country , the group will naturally hold a grand celebration. As the birthplace of that famous patriotic movement, Peking University will naturally celebrate even more vigorously.
On May 4th, at five o'clock in the morning, the office meeting of the secretaries of the Youth League Committee of the Department of Philosophy of Peking University had just been held. The reason why the meeting was held at five o'clock in the morning was not because all the secretaries got up early, but because it started on May 3 , teams at all levels of Beijing University held intensive meetings.
First there was a meeting of all teachers and students of the school, then a meeting of all party members, and then the department party committee meeting and the school league committee meeting, one after another, and they were long and smelly. Paragraphs and paragraphs were repeated over and over again, which made Xue Xiang complain incessantly. , but had to bite the bullet.
After finally finishing all the meetings, it was already 4:30 in the morning. Xue Laosan was very sleepy and was planning to spend the night on the small camp bed in the office. Zhou Zhenglong asked for another secretarial meeting.
At that time, Xue Xiang raised his eyes and saw that the old man's face was red and there was no trace of depression. Liu Gao's hair on the side was still standing on end. Looking at Lan Jian, Xiang Yuan looked energetic. Looks like this, I thought to myself, could it be that holding meetings is also a great skill? (To be continued) rq!~!