The waves echoed deep in his body | Fishnet 001

"You can shout whatever you want, be generous." He touched his son sitting beside him with his elbow.

The boy lowered his head and focused on his mobile phone, and casually said "um".

"Make it louder, don't be like a mosquito buzzing." He was worried and added another sentence.

"Oh, I'm like a mosquito." The boy frowned reluctantly.

The two of them had been waiting in the hotel room for more than half an hour, the boy's King of Glory had already played two rounds, the tableware had been disassembled and scalded with boiling water, and he had not been able to hit the flying fly. Principal Chen refused to say that his daughter-in-law was sick and had to go home to take care of her, but Secretary Zhang and Director Li accepted the invitation. Teacher Wang, the head teacher of his son's junior high school, said he would bring his son to kindergarten, and two other school leaders...

The door was suddenly pushed open. Teacher Wang was wearing a dress and dragged the child in. Oh, I'm sorry, I'm late. When I got to pick up the child, the school intersection was blocked. Hey, they haven't come yet. ? Teacher Wang's shrill voice suddenly raised the temperature in the quiet room. He hurriedly greeted Teacher Wang to sit down, winked at his son and asked him to pour water for the teacher. He actually didn't like this teacher Wang very much. His son often complained that she couldn't manage the class. There were class meetings on the stage, and all kinds of small gestures kept going off the stage. The head of the division wiped his tears in front of him and complained.

Young and lacking in authority. However, she is beautiful, and there are always people who feel injustice for her. He saw a pair of stiletto heels on her feet under the table - to pick up the child, he was meticulous, refusing to be reduced to the same kind of women wearing sneakers and carrying cloth bags.

However, this dinner was also thanks to Teacher Wang. If it weren't for her popularity and willingness to call the leaders of the high school, it is estimated that no one would accept his invitation. She also came up with the idea: it's a pity for your son this time, he was just one point away from the free line, but this matter is not dead, the system is set by people.

My son is not the kind of kid who is particularly smart, but he is never lazy and grows up honestly, and it is no problem to be admitted to the best high school in the county. The middle school entrance examination was considered a malfunction. Half a page of the Chinese composition was empty. When I came out of the examination room, I was so nervous that my back was sweating, and the next few sessions became more and more confused. Although the final score passed the admission line, but did not pass the free line, the difference of one point was several thousand dollars, and the qualification to enter the key class. Teacher Wang showed him the data: Look, this is the undergraduate rate of key classes last year, and this is the undergraduate rate of non-key classes. The difference between the two numbers was several times, and his expression became solemn.

When several school leaders arrived one after another, another half an hour had passed. The son went to ask the waiter to serve the food, and he opened a bottle of white wine. Not drinking or drinking, the leaders shook their heads one after another. He persuaded that it was okay to drink, and it was not noon at night. After pushing and shoving for a few rounds, the liquor in his hand was finally replaced by Tsingtao Beer. The son filled the glasses one by one, and three of the six overflowed. He laughed awkwardly. This kid, he just knew about studying, but he didn't learn anything about the wine market. Leaders have said that it's okay to be okay, that it's not good to learn anything, and that learning to pour wine is nothing.

He toasted and thanked everyone for coming. The son held up the fruit orange and touched the cups of the elders. Usually in the unit, he is more or less a small leader, and the position of the main escort is not too small, but this time it was like sitting on needles. After a few drinks, he realized that he was nervous. What would happen if his son couldn't get into the key classes? He is such an honest and easy-going child that he must be easily influenced by bad students. I heard that there is a teacher Lin who has always been very good at leading students. , it would be great to be able to get into his class... he thought in confusion.

Ten dishes and one soup, the last dish is long overdue. He introduced to everyone that this is the shop's signature dish, sweet and sour Yellow River carp with its tail upturned. It is exactly the shape of a carp jumping over a dragon gate. Everyone works in education. What a wonderful meaning. As soon as the words fell, the elusive fly was hovering and landed on the tail of the carp in the eyes of everyone. Teacher Wang's son suddenly shouted loudly: Mom, there are big flies! As soon as his scalp tightened, he hurriedly used a fan to drive away the flies.

Teacher Wang gently patted his son's head. Be quiet, it's rude. He continued to mutter, big fly, disgusting. Mr. Wang pretended not to hear, and continued the conversation with Secretary Zhang next to him: What kind of parent-child summer camp is going on in the summer vacation of the kindergarten, it really does not let me relax for a moment. Secretary Zhang said, worrying about children and students, you are both work and family. Mr. Wang shook his head, "Oh, who can compare to you. Last time, I heard Director Li say that you personally instruct your children to do homework every day. I really should let my family learn from you... The laughter of the two people Just turned the page in embarrassment.

That night, the fish in the center of the table barely moved. He toasted one by one, drank each drink in earnest, with sincerity, as if a touch of shame—what was there to be ashamed of? He couldn't figure it out. For that fly? But that was clearly the flies' fault, not mine.

With this cup, I wish you all success in your work. With this cup, I wish our children success in their studies. For this cup, thank Teacher Wang for letting us meet. Thank you in advance for this cup, and please take care of my son in the future. My child is really good at studying, but unfortunately... He stood up with a round belly, and his articulation was obviously not as neat at the beginning. The repetition rate is also higher. Those words of blessing and gratitude were divided by the laughter of the crowd.

He seemed to finally know that others didn't really care what he said, so he slammed the wine glass, and the wine dripped from the edge of the glass and flowed down his fingers. "Don't say anything, we are all in the wine." The typical Luwei sentence won a warmer welcome than the sincere words before. Cups staggered, they drank what was left in their cups. He put down his glass and felt as if he was hungry again, but there was nothing he could do, the banquet was over. He felt like waves against the wall of his stomach, making deep echoes in his body.

"I'll send them off. You can let the waiter pack the dishes later, and wait until everyone goes out." He whispered in his son's ear. "Those chickens and fishes are not eaten much. It's too wasteful." He repeated, "It's too wasteful."