Shocking the World: Starting from Rural Teachers

In the morning, after Xue Qiang had breakfast with Bai Cuibobo, he drove to the school to resume work.

First, he went around the classroom, had a face-to-face meeting with his classmates, and returned to the grade director's office. Tian Xuri invited him over before his butt was hot.

Although he promised not to hold a celebration party, Tian Xuri still couldn't bear the excitement and had to praise Xue Qiang face to face.

"Teacher Xue is making history again!"

Tian Xuri said happily: "Jinyuan has never passed the provincial selection competition. Teacher Xue broke this deadlock. Nanjiang Province has never had a Math Olympiad athlete who can compete for the country. Teacher Xue broke this record again!"

As Xue Qiang's leader, Tian Xuri can be said to have earned a lot of rising capital.

These are all real achievements, Tian Xuri knew that he would not be able to hold the position of principal for long.

Not coming down, but going up.

"Principal Tian can't just praise you verbally, let's do something real." Xue Qiang said with a smile.

"Professional titles can no longer be promoted, and if you want to be the director of the teaching department, you don't want to do it."

Tian Xuri said with a wry smile: "The year-end award is also given to Mr. Xue according to the top standard. I don't even know how to reward Mr. Xue."

"Then according to Principal Tian, ​​I've achieved it." Xue Qiang joked.

"It's Mr. Xue who has risen too fast. You have only come to Experimental Middle School for one semester."

Tian Xuri said: "The shallow water in Jinyuan is almost unable to trap the dragon like Mr. Xue."

"Huh? Is there something in Principal Tian's words?" Xue Qiang heard Tian Xuri's overtones.

"It's okay to tell Teacher Xue."

Tian Xuri said: "The Personnel Department of the Provincial Department of Education and Control has contacted me several times, expressing their interest in Teacher Xue and wanting to transfer Teacher Xue to Jiansu."

"Transferred to Jiansu?"

Xue Qiang was a little surprised, which he did not expect.

"That's right, how can the provincial government allow a talent like Mr. Xue to stay in Jinyuan?"

Tian Xuri said: "And the provincial department has mentioned this matter more than once, and it was suppressed by Director Jiang."

"That's it."

Xue Qiang doesn't really want to leave Jinyuan for the time being. The small city is good, and the pace of life is not so fast and the pressure of life is not great.

Besides, he has savings now, his salary is high and respected, his job is leisurely, and he lives comfortably.

It's not worth going to Jiansu's muddy water.

"But after Mr. Xue comes back from the Olympiad, Director Jiang will not be able to keep Mr. Xue even if he wants to."

Tian Xuyang shook his head and said regretfully, "Director Jiang is using the reason of the Mathematical Olympiad to keep Mr. Xue in Jinyuan for the time being."

"Don't worry, this Olympiad gold medal belongs to Jin Yuan." Xue Qiang said seriously.

"On behalf of the Jinyuan education community, I would like to thank Mr. Xue for his contribution to Jinyuan!" Tian Xuri said seriously.

"Pfft, well, what I said seems like I'm leaving soon."

Xue Qiang said with a smile: "Okay, if Principal Tian is fine, I will go back."

Leaving Tian Xuri's office, returning to his own office, and starting an ordinary and boring life.

Since all the work was left to Xu Jianbo, Xue Qiang became a little idle.

After sitting for a while, I went to lie on the sofa and played with my phone.

Suddenly a message came in, from the Palace of the King of Hades.

Xue Qiang hadn't opened the app for a while, so he clicked on the message.

It was from Wuzhigui, and the last message was a New Year's greeting message from Wuzhigui.

"Excuse me, is Master Tang building Su now?"

"What's up?"

Xue Qiang replied immediately, worried that something happened to the villagers of Taoshu Village who went to work in the factory.

"If Master Tang isn't in Jiansu, he'll be fine." Wu Jianggui quickly replied.

"Oh, I'm not in Jiansu."

Since it's not the villagers' business, Xue Qiang is relieved.
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At the Jiansu Expressway exit, two vans with license plates of Yangyan City entered Jiansu City through the toll booth.

"The interior of the Palace of the King of Hell should be confirmed, Tang Sanbu is not in Jiansu."

Sun Xingzhe in the second van looked at the phone and said.

"That's great."

Guan Yin breathed a sigh of relief, but for some reason she was slightly disappointed.

The four heads of the Arhat Hall sneaked into Jiansu to assassinate the bull-headed horse face this time. One was worried that the assassination would not be successful, and the other was that they would not be able to leave Jiansu if the assassination was successful.

Among them, the most feared one is Tang San Zan.

If Tang San was buried in Jiansu, it would be difficult for the four of them to leave alive.

"That can't be taken lightly, there are judges and black and white impermanence."

Sun Xingzhe asked Jin Xiaobao who was sitting in the co-pilot: "Have we found a place to stay?"

"Necessary, but the conditions may be a bit crude, so please bear with me." Jin Xiaobao said.

"That's okay." Sun Xingzhe said.

But when they arrived at the place, they were dumbfounded, and Jin Xiaobao took them to a waste collection station.

The yard is full of all kinds of rubbish, and the place where they will live next is a board house built with plastic steel plates in the yard.

The owner of this waste collection station is Jin Xiaobao's comrade-in-arms, and took a large sum of money to bring his wife and children back to his hometown.

"How do you sleep tonight!"

Entering the prefab room, Guan Yin found that there was only one Datong bunk, and it would be no problem to sleep more than a dozen people, but Guan Yin couldn't squeeze together with these stinky men.

"It's okay, you sleep on the far side, and I'll be next to you." Sha Wuji said with a smile.

"Go to hell you."

Guan Yin asked Jin Xiaobao: "When will your people be able to grasp the whereabouts of the bull's head and horse face?"

"The whereabouts of Niutou have been found, and there is a stall selling finger cakes in front of a middle school."

Jin Xiaobao said: "But Da Changlian's whereabouts are not known yet. The main reason is that he has been staying in his nightclub and rarely comes out."

"Then let's kill the bull's head first, and the four of us should join forces to end the battle soon."

Guan Yin said: "Then immediately go to the nightclub of Puda Changlian and kill him."

"That can't be done, Wu Dalang's accident will definitely alarm the Palace of the King of Hell."

Sun Xingzhe shook his head and said, "Da Changlian will definitely be prepared. We must separate and act at the same time, and then disperse and evacuate immediately."

"It's so troublesome." Sha Wuji muttered, "Last time when Lu Jianglong came here, he wasn't so careful."

"It's because the dark world in Nanjiang Province has been calm for the past few years, so the Palace of the King of Hades has been relaxed, and even Bai Wuchang and Xie Bi'an have retired."

Sun Xingzhe said: "But with Lu Jianglong fighting the grass and scaring the snake before, now the Palace of the King of the Underworld has taken precautions against us, so we have to be careful everywhere."

"Old Sun, this is not like your temper."

Sha Wuji said a little strangely: "I think back then you ran into Huashan Mountain alone, picking up the four major guilds of Huashan Mountain by yourself."

"How can those gangsters in Huashan compare with the Palace of the King of Hell?"

Sun Xingzhe shook his head and said, "My son is only two years old, I don't want him to lose his father."

"Don't worry, if you die, I will take care of your son!"

Sha Wuji patted his chest and said: "He must be regarded as his own."

"If one is not careful, the three of us are hanging here." Sun Xingzhe looked far away.

At this time, a tricycle collecting waste entered the waste collection station and shouted loudly: "Boss Li, I'm here to deliver the goods!"

"coming!"

Jin Xiaobao walked out of the board room to greet him.

"Where's Boss Li?"

Seeing that Jin Xiaobao looked strange and dressed strangely, the old man on a tricycle asked strangely.

"Lao Li has returned to his hometown. I'll help him watch it for a few days. What do you want to sell?" Jin Xiaobao asked.

"Oh, the paper shells just received." The old man said.

In the board room, the three of them watched as Jin Xiaobao bargained with the old man and weighed the scraps for money.

"And we have to pay attention to this person, we don't know his details at all."

Sun Xingzhe said in a low voice: "He was not from Beiyue Province. I always feel that something is wrong for a Nanjiang native to join Luohan Hall instead of Yanwang Hall."

"Ah."

Both Guan Yin and Sha Wuji nodded solemnly.