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When I heard this, I felt deep veneration for him. He was actually a teacher at this mountain village school.

My interest was piqued. Under the principal's invitation, I sat on a wooden stool at the side. "Teacher Wang, how many students are there in this elementary school?"

"Just me. I'm the teacher in charge of these five grades. I'll take all their classes." Teacher Wang said lightly.

"I don't know. Let's just wait. We've already waited for 16 years. The country will eventually solve the problem of a private teacher …" Teacher Wang's cloudy eyes shone with hope.

I was so shocked that I decided to stay and continue the interview.

I arranged for the car and the press officer to go back and pick me up a week later.

I stayed in the western wing of the Village Head's house and started my new interview.

There were no signals in the mountain, so naturally, the BB Machine was unable to receive Liu Yue's calls. I could only place my thoughts of Liu Yue on the coldness and serenity of the night.

For the next week, I spent every day with Teacher Wang, the children at school, listening to their lessons, and chatting with Teacher Wang.

Thirteen Shiliva, belonging to five different grades, were taught in the same classroom. Teacher Wang usually started from the first grade and proceeded in sequence, ending up with the fifth grade.

The so-called grade was a class, a class, and also two to three students.

There was only one set of textbooks, which Teacher Wang had bought at his own expense. He was holding the book in kraft paper, which everyone used in turn.

Teacher Wang's teaching was very formal. Every morning, he would raise the national flag, lead everyone to sing the national anthem, and then start classes. In the middle, he would lead the children to exercise during the day, arrange for the children to stand in a line and leave the school.

It could be seen that the children were very respectful of Teacher Wang. Upon entering the school, they all saluted him and said, "Hello, Teacher Wang!"

"The mountains are poor and the mountains are deep. I can't get out. If I don't go to school, I won't be able to open my eyes and walk out of the mountains …" Teacher Wang told me.

I knew from the Village Head that after graduating from high school, Teacher Wang could have found a job in the city, but seeing that there was no one teaching the kids in the mountain, and no one taking care of them, I took the initiative to become a private teacher in the village.

Teacher Wang treated the children very well. He doted on the children and his teaching quality was also very high, the rate of rising up to middle school in the elementary school was 100% every year, among the students taught by Teacher Wang, five of them graduated from middle school and entered the secondary school. There was also a student who entered the Jianghai University after graduating from high school the year before, which was the first university student to come out after the liberation of the village.

I also learned that Teacher Wang's wife couldn't stand Teacher Wang's poverty as a private teacher and the barren land in the mountains. Three years ago, she abandoned her children and quietly went down the mountain. From then on, Teacher Wang was both a father and mother, living in school with his daughter.

The deeper the interview went, the more moved I became.

"It's hard for you to take care of your children by yourself!" Sitting on the big rock in front of the school, Teacher Wang and I looked at the distant mountains.

"I'm used to it …" As a private teacher, my income is low and I have no status. My child's mother suffered a lot after me. I don't blame her for leaving … "She might come back in the future, when I become a public servant …" Teacher Wang was staring at the endless sky, full of hope for the future.

"Have you ever thought about taking your child down the mountain?" I looked at the white hair on Teacher Wang's temples. I think that it must have been pitch black 16 years ago.

"I have. But, if I leave, what will happen to the children here? "All the villagers are your own children. You can't leave them behind. As a person, you have to be considerate …"

Looking at Teacher Wang, I suddenly had the urge to cry. A high school graduate from 16 years ago, who was in high spirits and in high spirits, yet gave his most precious youth to this mountain, to this mountain's education, this was such a magnificent and ordinary greatness!

At the end of the interview, before I left, I shoved my remaining 180 yuan into Teacher Wang's hands. "This little money, buy books and teaching aids for the children …"

Teacher Wang insisted on not accepting it. The two of them pushed it away until Teacher Wang saw that my eyes were starting to turn red. Only then did she reluctantly accept the money.

Before we descended the mountain, Teacher Wang brought the school students to stand in a neat line to send me off.

"Thank you, uncle Jiang. Goodbye, uncle Jiang!"

I couldn't bear to look back. I waved my hand sideways and turned to leave.

At this moment, I especially wanted to tell Liu Yue about my feelings and feelings.

Returning to Jianghai, I rushed to write a character newsletter, "Hold on in the depths of the mountains", with a heart full of passion and impulse. I expressed Teacher Wang's moving deeds and his simple dedication to the world as much as I could.

When another dawn came, I finished my manuscript.

As soon as I get to work, I turn it in.

At the same time that the manuscript was sent to this newspaper, I also faxed it directly to the provincial government newspaper, Jiangdong Daily and China Education Daily.

The next day, "Jianghai Daily" published my manuscript on the front page. On the second day, "Jiangdong Daily" appeared on the front page. On the third day, "China Education Daily" also appeared on the front page. Among them, the "Jiangdong Daily" published commentator articles, and the "China Education Daily" also added a special editorial.

Once again I succeeded, once again it caused a sensation in my circle, the newspaper leaders and colleagues saw me and praised me, said it was a good piece in a character newsletter, will surely win this year's provincial news award.

Liu Fei's face also carried an expression of praise and congratulations, although I felt that this expression was somewhat forced.

"The truly good news comes from the basics, from life, from the masses, from practice. To jump down and grab his work, Jiang Feng is a good example!" The staff of Ma Shuji's newspaper praised me.

Even though everyone's praise made me feel proud and satisfied, the praise that I desired the most from Liu Yue didn't arrive yet.

I deeply felt that what I had gained this time wasn't just a good press release, but also the feeling of being moved by Teacher Wang and the sublimation of my thoughts. I couldn't wait to share this feeling with Liu Yue.

I know, as an old journalist, reading the newspapers everyday is inevitable. Liu Yue must have seen the articles that I have published in the provincial and Chinese education newspapers.

It was only then that I remembered that yesterday was Wednesday, so I should have received Liu Yue's letter.

At the same time, Liu Yue hadn't called me for a long time.

Another week passed, but I still did not receive any message from Liu Yue. I called her but still did not reply.

What was going on? What happened? I was getting more and more uneasy, and my mind was starting to run wild...

I suddenly felt that something was wrong and decided to take a leave from work to visit Xiejing.

I went straight to the bus stop with a nervous and fretful mood.

In the crowd of people at the station, I turned and saw Ol 'Three standing not far from me, craning his neck to look inside.

I quickly put on my down jacket hat and turned around so that Ol 'Three wouldn't see me.

After a while, I heard Ol 'Three calling out, "Qing Er, come over here!"

Following that, I heard Qing Er's voice, "Thank you, Old Third. Come pick me up on such a cold day!"

Qing Er and Ol 'Three spoke in a very polite tone.

"How was it? Going to the provincial capital to study for half a month, did you reap much …" Ol 'Three took the luggage from Qing Er's hands.

"Very good, my studies were fruitful. While I was studying, I took the time to visit a few of my classmates, and even went to visit a few of my university classmates for Sister Lan …"

The two of them chatted as they walked outside.

So it turned out that when Qing Er returned from her studies in the capital, Ol 'Three had come to pick her up.

I didn't have the heart to savor their conversation, like a thief. With an indescribable feeling, I waited for them to walk far away, and then quickly got on the carriage and went straight to the Xiejing, straight to Liu Yue.

In the evening, amidst the chilly wind and wind, I arrived at the Xiejing full of hope and unease, as well as suspicion and loneliness.

After getting off the train, I called Liu Yue: "Sis, I'm at Xiejing."

I came to the Xiejing without Liu Yue's permission, I don't know if Liu Yue would be angry, but, I already don't have the time to care about that, after not seeing Liu Yue for such a long time, my heart is already going to go crazy.

After the paging, I waited for the bus at the public waiting booth, keeping an eye on my BB.

However, after 10 minutes passed, he still did not hear a response from Liu Yue.

I couldn't help but feel a chill in my heart, don't mention Liu Yue, who was out on a business trip, if she wasn't in Xiejing, then I would be in trouble, coming here for nothing.

Seeing that it was almost time to get off work, I hastily ran to a public phone booth, clenched my teeth, hardened my heart, and called Liu Yue's office.

In order to not disturb Liu Yue, ever since I called the Director Zhang's Office, I never called it again. I can't take it anymore today, there's no news on Liu Yue, I can't hold it in any longer, I came to the Xiejing, I couldn't find Liu Yue, so how can I let this go?

No one answered the call. They probably left after work.

I had no choice but to give it a try and force my way to Director Zhang's office, hoping that he would be there and receive news of Liu Yue from him.

When the call connected, he heard the familiar rich and magnetic baritone of the Director Zhang, "Hello? Where?"

"I-Director Zhang, hello, I am Xiao Jiang from Jianghai Daily, Jiang Feng …" I said quickly.

"Oh …" Xiao Jiang, haha... " Director Zhang clearly had a deep impression of me and his tone was very friendly. "You really know how to make calls. I was just about to get off work, you called me. What? What's the matter? "

"Oh …" It's like this, "I hastily replied." I have an urgent matter that requires me to look for Director Liu, but no one has answered my call to her office … "