Back to the golden age

Song Yuanchao thought of his father, but it was a pity that Song Guangzeng did not survive like Principal Zhou, and his expression was gloomy.

Uncle Liu patted Song Yuanchao on the shoulder and didn't say a word, because he knew what Song Yuanchao was thinking now, and using this method at this time was the best comfort.

"Uncle Liu, today I'm here to see Principal Zhou." Song Yuanchao said directly: "My father's problem will eventually need a conclusion."

"This is necessary." Uncle Liu nodded in agreement: "Mr. Song is a good teacher, and Principal Zhou is also a good principal. This should be done."

Speaking of this, Uncle Liu glanced at the alarm clock on the table, got up and said to Song Yuanchao, "Come on, get out of class will be over soon, I'll go and finish ringing the bell before taking you to the principal's office."

"Thank you, Uncle Liu."

"Hey, that's what it should be. What are you saying thank you for? Don't you still treat uncle as an outsider?" Uncle Liu gave Song Yuanchao a stare, then got up and called Song Yuanchao to go.

The two left the guard room, and Uncle Liu came to the end of the playground. This is the place to ring the bell. The school bell was first rang by hand, but now with the change of the times, it has been changed to semi-electronic. When the time is up, press the switch, and the bell in the teaching building will ring.

In a few years, it will be more convenient and fully automatic to ring the bell for class and class. The bell for class and get out of class is all electronically controlled, and it will ring automatically at a fixed time.

When the time came, Uncle Liu pressed the switch on time, and a crisp bell for the end of get out of class echoed throughout the school.

After the bell rang for more than ten seconds and then stopped, the quiet teaching building suddenly became noisy. Countless students ran out of the teaching building happily. Running and playing happily all over the playground.

After ringing the bell, Uncle Liu led Song Yuanchao towards the teaching building. Along the way, many students greeted Uncle Liu and shouted hello to him. Uncle Liu smiled and nodded in response to the students.

Walking into the teaching building, Song Yuanchao felt as if he had returned to his student days. This familiar yet unfamiliar place, he had never been here since he returned to Shanghai in his previous life, but now he set foot here again. Looking at the students running past him with laughter and laughter, and the teachers walking towards the office with the teachings after class, Song Yuanchao seemed to see himself back then, and also saw the shadow of his father back then.

The school's teaching building is a four-story old building. This building was built in the early days of the founding of the People's Republic of China and occupies a large area.In later generations, this building was demolished long ago and replaced by a new teaching building with more than ten floors.

The principal's office is located in the last room on the east side of the corridor on the fourth floor. Song Yuanchao came here several times with his father when he was studying here.

Uncle Liu brought Song Yuanchao to the principal's room, knocked lightly on the door, and soon there was a "come in" from the door.

Pushing open the door, I saw the principal Zhou Fengduan sitting in front of an old desk, wearing a pair of presbyopic glasses and looking at the documents. When he looked up, he saw Uncle Liu coming. Principal Zhou put down the documents in his hand and asked with a smile: "Old Liu, How did you come here? Is there something wrong?"

"Hehe, I have nothing to do. I just brought someone here to see you." Uncle Liu replied with a smile, then let out Song Yuanchao who was behind him, pointed at Song Yuanchao and said, "Principal, do you still know this young man? Come on, take a closer look." ?”

"This...?" Principal Zhou was taken aback when he saw Song Yuanchao, took off his reading glasses and looked at Song Yuanchao carefully: "Who is this? It looks familiar, but I just can't remember..."

"Hello principal!" Song Yuanchao stepped forward and bowed respectfully to Principal Zhou.

"This……?"

"Principal, this is Mr. Song Guangzeng's son and a former student of our school, Song Yuanchao." Seeing Principal Zhou's puzzled expression, Uncle Liu explained with a smile.

"Ah! Are you Song Yuanchao's son? Yuanchao?" Principal Zhou was startled suddenly, he couldn't help but stood up, walked up to Song Yuanchao for a closer look, and suddenly nodded after a while: "I recognize it, I recognize it Oh, it’s really Lao Song’s son. Your eyebrows and eyes are like your father’s, and your nose and mouth are more like your mother’s. By the way, this dress belongs to your father, right? I remember making it when I went to the Beijing Normal University for a meeting , no wonder why I look so familiar."

"Principal, you really have a good memory." Song Yuanchao nodded and smiled, and at the same time he said a little embarrassedly: "I went to the Northwest to jump in the queue and settle down these years, and I just came back yesterday. The conditions in the Northwest are not good, and I have been away for eight years. I've grown taller, so I can't wear the old clothes at home, so I can only find the suit my dad left behind when I come to see you today..."

Principal Zhou's eyes were slightly red. He looked at Song Yuanchao, and then at Song Yuanchao's attire, and he naturally remembered the past when he and Song Guangzeng worked together.

Song Guangzeng is a very capable teacher. In fact, with Song Guangzeng's degree from St. John's University, he can teach at a university, let alone a middle school. However, he stayed in this school with Principal Zhou for 20 years. for many years.

In the past 20 years, Song Guangzeng has cultivated many good students for the country and society, and he is also an excellent teacher in schools, districts and cities.

If it wasn't for Song Guangzeng who only devoted himself to education and didn't like to deal with government affairs, maybe Song Guangzeng would have been the vice principal long ago.

"My child..." Principal Zhou held Song Yuanchao's shoulders firmly, and sighed with great emotion.

Song Guangzeng and his wife passed away, but Principal Zhou survived and is now back at work.

But now things are different and people are different, and some lost things can never be found again. Seeing Song Yuanchao, Principal Zhou was full of emotion and regret.

At this time, the concierge, Uncle Liu, had already quietly left, and he helped close the door when he left.

"Sit down, sit down."

After feeling a lot of emotion, Principal Zhou thought of entertaining Song Yuanchao. He asked Song Yuanchao to sit down, and then hurriedly found teacups, tea leaves and so on.

Song Yuanchao didn't regard himself as an outsider, took over Principal Zhou's work and poured himself a cup of tea, and helped Principal Zhou's teacup to be filled with boiling water by the way.

The two sat down on the sofa near the window, and Principal Zhou asked about Song Yuanchao's recent situation with concern.After hearing about Song Yuanchao's experience in the Northwest these years, he sighed again, and asked Song Yuanchao with a little regret: "I remember you didn't graduate this year due to some reasons, but you also finished your sophomore year anyway. The country resumed the college entrance examination the year before last, why not take the college entrance examination?"

"The place where I went to the countryside is relatively remote. When I got the news, the time for the college entrance examination was very short, plus some other reasons, so I couldn't participate." Song Yuanchao replied with a smile.

"It's a pity, it's a pity." Principal Zhou sighed, but soon he comforted: "It's okay, you can take the exam again today if you didn't take it last year, besides, you have come back now, the conditions are much better than those in the Northwest, you You have a solid foundation, and Uncle Zhou will find some review materials for you in two days, and after you study hard at home for a few months, you will definitely be admitted to university..."

"Thank you principal." Song Yuanchao smiled but did not continue to discuss this matter with Principal Zhou.