Transmigrated into a female county magistrate during a famine, leading her country to prosperity

"What about the other person?" Shen Zheng asked again.

Xu Zhubu blinked and thought for a moment.

"The other person is older, an old student from Liuyang Prefecture. I wrote to my family the other day and they recommended him."

He added, "Although he was recommended by his family, I have no intention of showing favoritism. I think he is good in all aspects. Please rest assured, sir."

Shen Zheng smiled when she heard this. "You have made an invaluable contribution to the current situation of our county government. Don't say such things in the future. If I were worried, I would not have handed this matter over to you."

Also, if Xu Zhubu wanted to be partial in this matter, he could have just done it quietly. Why would he need to reveal the old student's origins?

Xu Zhubu smiled and asked her:

"Did you ever meet a strict teacher when you were young? That old student was like that, very strict, and he never smiled."

Childhood?

It is a well-known fact in the county government that "Shen Zheng" has been studying with the old scholar since childhood. Why did Xu Zhubu ask this?

Shen Zheng glanced at him, feeling that he might know something.

But she still answered: "I haven't met him before. Does the old student look scary?"

In fact, she had met such a person. Her junior high school teacher was a serious teacher for three whole years. In today's words, he could stop a child from crying at night.

But to Shen Zheng, he is a lifelong mentor.

At that time, "black Internet cafes" had just become popular, and many of her classmates would sneak there together after school. While they were in high spirits, they shouted: Kill them all!

Shen Zheng went too.

At first, she just worked part-time, helping her classmates use the computer and cleaning the house to earn some living expenses.

But after a while, she finally understood the game her classmates were playing.

Not difficult, she thought.

It did look like fun, but she didn't have time to play.

Then came the evening of one day.

There were not many people in the Internet cafe that day. One classmate had a stomachache, but the game could not be paused. Standing there like an idiot was a dead end. He had to beg Shen Zheng, who was cleaning the room, to help him and let him play first.

Shen Zheng refused at first, but...

"Five dollars! If you win, you'll get seven!"

Shen Zheng did it - she worked part-time in an Internet cafe late at night, and her salary was 20 yuan. Five yuan was really a lot, enough for her food money for the day.

Just that one time, Shen Zheng became famous in this black Internet cafe - she had quick reactions and steady hands, and helped her classmates win several games. Even when her classmates came back and Shen Zheng asked them to do it, they refused.

Just like that, she got a part-time job without knowing it - helping classmates get better grades.

Although Shen Zheng was not good at speaking at that time, because of her presence, the Internet cafe, which was already doing good business, became the top black Internet cafe in the surrounding area. In order to keep her, the boss even raised her salary.

The classmates who came to play games were also very enthusiastic about her. Every time they came, they would bring some snacks to Shen Zheng and ask her with a smile: "Classmate, can you help me get points today?"

In this way, Shen Zheng earned enough living expenses for the next semester in just one month.

Until that day.

——"Over here! There's another one over here, hit him first!"

——"Southwest! Change sniper, change sniper!"

--"boom!"

——"Cool! The Southwestern Female Sniper God!"

"Which class are you from? Stand still! The class teacher will come to pick you up one by one later!"

There was a roar behind the crowd, and the black Internet cafe suddenly fell silent.

It’s over.

They were caught by the principal.

There are timid people who have already cried out loud - he told his parents that he was going to a classmate's house to do homework, and his parents let him out...

Most people were standing, only Shen Zheng and a few others were sitting and playing games, so she was singled out and paid special attention.

The principal looked at her, heartbroken: "Shen Zheng from Class 8? Are you hanging out with them?"

The honest girl in his mind, the top student who was sure to get into a key high school, was playing games in a black Internet cafe, surrounded by a bunch of bad boys?

The principal felt like the sky was falling.

If the top students rebel, it must be because he does not know how to teach.

Shen Zheng looked at the principal's drooping middle-parted hair and opened her mouth to explain, but the principal turned his back and no longer looked at her.

She lowered her eyes, waiting for the principal to calm down before explaining to him - she had finished her homework and also prepared for the following sections, and she played games to earn a living.

The principal kept scolding other students and had no time to listen to her explanation. The entire black Internet cafe was in chaos.

Later, the stern-faced head teacher came and took her back to school.

The head teacher looked at her with a complicated expression and didn't speak for a long time.

Shen Zheng was a little hesitant.

"You are a smart girl. Give me a reason that can convince me. You can go to a key high school in the future." She remembered that these were the original words spoken by her head teacher.

"I... Teacher, I work there and help them play games. If they win, they will..." Shen Zheng was unable to speak.

"Will you be given money?" asked the head teacher.

"Um......"

Shen Zheng didn't dare to look up at the head teacher's face. He didn't continue to ask her. He just looked at his watch and said, "Let's go first. Come to school tomorrow morning and talk about it."

The head teacher did not punish her on the spot, but instead made her feel like a sword was standing in her heart and she could not sleep the whole night.

She sat there all night, thinking: If the school doesn't want her anymore, where can she go?

It was not until the next morning that she arrived at school with trepidation, and her head teacher took her directly to the principal's office.

At that time, illegal Internet cafes had just appeared and it was the first time that the principal had received such a big blow. He seemed to have aged several years overnight.

He is a good principal, and she and her classmates shouldn't treat him like this. Shen Zheng feels very guilty.

She thought she would be scolded, punished and expelled, but unexpectedly the principal said to her in a gentle voice: "Good girl, come here and sign this."

——Application Form for Financial Aid for Poor Students

Shen Zheng looked at the words on the title page and tears began to fall from her eyes, wetting the paper. She hurriedly wiped away her tears with her sleeve.

The principal saw her crying and turned his face away.

"This year, the Education Bureau just issued a quota, and our school only has two. Your teacher Wang rode his bicycle last night and went somewhere. He came back sweaty and sat at my door all night. If I don't give you this quota, he will block me from leaving the house."

Shen Zheng turned to look at the stern-faced head teacher in astonishment, tears streaming down her face.

She suddenly understood why other teachers were nowhere to be seen during self-study classes, but the head teacher would always be watching over them.

She suddenly understood why they couldn't run or jump in physical education class, and why the head teacher would run and jump with them.

She suddenly understood why students from other classes could happily go to roadside stalls to eat after school, but her homeroom teacher would catch the girls in her class at roadside stalls and not let them eat.

She suddenly understood...

He just looks cold, but his heart is never cold.

She found out only after graduation.

That night, the head teacher held a flashlight in one hand and the handlebars of a bicycle with the other, and traveled all the way from the black Internet cafe to the welfare home where she had stayed.