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Chapter 1213 473 Review Storm, Lao Tang was promoted!

Chapter 1213 473. Audit storm, Lao Tang promoted!

The teacher is angry.

This was the car's first reaction.

The teacher was really, really angry.

This is the car’s second reaction.

When teachers are angry, their voices usually become deeper and their speech speed slows down.

The most obvious change is that speech becomes very impolite.

Just like this moment.

"What are you doing here when you're twenty minutes late?"

"Where is the contact teacher at the Art Center?"

"pretty."

"Okay, if she wants to wait until the end, let her wait. It has nothing to do with us. Skip them and move on. After reviewing the last program on the original program list, you can go home directly. Don't waste time."

I don’t know what was said on the phone, but Li Ang just laughed.

"Is Teacher Feng here? Let Teacher Feng answer the phone."

moment.

"Mr. Feng, the Silk Road program will not be reviewed anymore, no matter who comes to review it."

"Ah."

"For your trouble."

After hanging up the phone, Li An turned his phone to silent mode.

Only then did Xiaoche say with a smile, "Teacher, don't be angry."

"Am I angry?" Li An turned his head.

Xiaoche nodded with his chin held. "Well, not only are you angry, you seem very angry."

Li Anle: "I was pretending."

Xiaoche expressed doubt: "It doesn't look like you're pretending. What's wrong?"

Li An laughed and sighed: "Your teacher Saitama is really good-tempered."

Xiao Che was speechless: "Ah? What happened to Teacher Tang?"
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The Shu Ren Concert Hall was silent.

Compared to the noise half an hour ago, the atmosphere at this moment was like a lecture meeting.

All the young actors in the programs to be reviewed were waiting quietly.

Some of them sat in the audience, some sat in the backstage corridor, and some simply sat on the stage.

The lucky programs were placed under the air conditioner to wait, while the unlucky programs even had warm walls.

A child leaning against the wall wiped the sweat from her forehead again. The back of her school uniform was already covered with white sweat stains.

It is indeed too hot today.

It was so hot that everyone felt a little tired.

At this moment, all eyes were focused on the director's seat in the first row of the audience.

A group of teachers were gathered together, seemingly discussing something.

The children are not stupid. They all know what happened, and some of them even feel resentful.

For example, the children who are waiting by the corridor wall at this moment are the little actors of the show "Noisy Spring Festival" and they have been waiting here for more than half an hour.

They should have been eating in the cafeteria by now, but because the program "Silk Road" that was ahead of them to be reviewed did not arrive at the concert hall on time, they have been waiting here until now to review "Silk Road" first.

Just then, "The person in charge of the Spring Festival program is ready."

Lao Tang’s voice rang out from the loud speakers at the scene.

The stage finally started moving again.

Although the program review, which had been interrupted for half an hour, resumed, the turmoil in the audience seemed to have just begun.

When Ms. Sun, who is in charge of "Silk Road", learned that her program was going to be cancelled, she was so scared that she didn't know who to ask for help. Her direct supervisor was Director Zheng, but Director Zheng was not there at the moment.

So she could only look at Lao Tang again with pleading eyes.

"Teacher Tang, you see the children have come all the way here today. It was indeed my mistake. We can review it at the end."

This sentence again, Lao Tang was so angry at the moment that he couldn't vent his anger. He should have called Li Ang earlier.

At this time, Lao Feng said, "Teacher Sun, please come out with me."

Teacher Sun is also an off-campus training teacher responsible for guzheng teaching. He belongs to the same instrumental music club, but is not under the management of Li An.

She knew that the program would be reviewed this afternoon, and the times on the review schedule were also very clear: her program was from 5:10 to 5:25.

However, because of some urgent matters, I couldn't rush to school immediately, so I asked a friend to come and take my place.

Based on her past experience, the time on the program schedule usually does not go back, and it is difficult to accurately control the time for this kind of collective program review.

In addition, her friends kept sending her messages saying that it was still early, so after she finished her own things, she went home to take a shower and touch up her makeup before rushing to school.

It doesn't matter if I get home this time, I'll catch the traffic jam on my way home from get off work.

After all, her friend was just filling in for her and didn't know the specific situation. Seeing that it was already 4:30, she asked a senior student where the lecture hall was.

Then the eight children moved the eight guzhengs to the entrance of the lecture hall in two groups, which took half an hour.

It was finally 5:05 when I realized I had come to the wrong place.

Just when the children were carrying the guzheng to the concert hall again, Teacher Sun hurried over.

After arriving, I helped the students while telling the director team that I would be there right away.

As a result, during this process, one child's guzheng fell.

It can be said that Teacher Sun was unlucky, but it was his own fault. However, he happened to meet the good man Lao Tang.

Teacher Sun wasted more than twenty minutes of trouble and finally asked Lao Tang if she could review the next program first as she had to repair the piano for her student.

Then Lao Tang softened his heart.

The purpose of Lao Tang's call to Ang Lee was not to complain, but to ask whether changing the order of the program would also require changing the procedures for entering and leaving the stage.

Then came the scene on the phone just now.

Before Lao Tang could finish his words, he was confronted by Ang Lee.

He was not angry with Ang Lee, he was angry with himself. Ang Lee had clearly reminded him again and again to manage his time well and to finish reviewing all the programs within the specified time today.

What Lao Tang didn't know was that this time was the time that the Art Center had spent a lot of effort to secure from various levels of departments for the performance. If the time of one program was moved, the overall time arrangements of all levels of departments would be affected.

The monthly exam is coming soon, who wouldn’t be busy?
"Teacher Sun, please stop crying."

Oh, I really am. Mr. Feng really can't bear to see this. Besides, what were you doing before? Why are you crying now?

It’s not that Lao Feng wants to criticize this young female teacher. If she had a little more sense of responsibility, she wouldn’t have put herself in such an embarrassing situation.

He also learned the details from Teacher Sun, which was really infuriating. If he had been in the army before, this kind of thing would have been a serious violation of discipline.

"Teacher Feng, I promise that today's situation will never happen again."

Teacher Sun sniffed for a moment and said, "Please ask Teacher Li An for mercy on my behalf. I really won't do it again next time."

Old Feng sighed in his heart. The key point was that he had no idea what Li Ang was thinking.

Based on his understanding of Ang Lee, he estimated that Ang Lee was just trying to scare people and it was a fake killing of a chicken to scare the monkeys.

But from the tone of Li Ang on the phone just now, it seemed that he really didn't plan to do this show anymore.

If Ang Lee is serious, then no one can do anything about it.

First of all, Ang Lee himself is the leader of the art center, second only to Liu Zhen in rank.

Besides, Ang Lee is the chief director of this program. The school has no need to make Ang Lee unhappy for a young teacher, regardless of whether Ang Lee really wants to watch this program.

Alas, but looking at this little girl in front of me is quite pitiful. Lao Feng has heard of the program Silk Road, it is quite good.

"How about this, Mr. Sun? You should take your students home today and quickly fix the child's piano. There will be a second trial tomorrow afternoon. I don't have the final say on whether you can attend tomorrow. I will make a phone call for you and report the specific situation to Mr. Li. We'll see what he says later."

Teacher Sun thanked me repeatedly, but tears still flowed from her eyes.

Old Feng sighed again in his heart, hey, we are all young people, why is there such a big gap between us?
"The teacher in charge of traveling with dreams, please get ready."

Not to mention, after this little incident, even the students’ discipline has improved.

Lao Tang discovered that it was not because of poor student discipline, but because the management efforts of the teachers in charge were not strong enough.
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Today’s dinner is noodles, one of Ang Lee’s favorites.

"Oh, forget it."

After hearing the whole story, Lao Li advised Li An not to cancel the show for others, "It's not easy for everyone."

Li An put down the bowl and slurped it, "Linlin, you decide." Xiaoche: "Listen to the teacher."

Li An: "Just listen to me."

Car: "Yeah!"

Li Anle: "Why?"

Xiao Che said as a matter of course: "Time is already very tight. With so many programs, if there are small problems every time we review and rehearse, it will definitely affect the overall progress. If one program is delayed by one minute, all programs will be delayed by one minute. So in order to avoid such a situation from happening again in the future, the teacher must not be soft-hearted this time, otherwise the teachers in charge of other programs will think it's no big deal. If the final performance is not completed smoothly due to the fault of some of the responsible teachers, then others will not care what caused it. They will only think it is the teacher's problem because the teacher is the chief director."

Old Li thought to himself, my goodness, what’s wrong with this little girl Lin’s head?

Li An: "Did you hear that, Mr. Li? You are not as conscious as our little car."

Old Li smiled. As a safety officer in the mine, he understood this principle best.

But, hey, maybe he really thought the issue was simple, after all, it didn't involve human life safety.

"Do you want to eat more? Linlin, do you want to eat a little more?"

Xiaoche: "Grandpa, I'm full!"

Li An: "I won't eat either. Linlin, go practice the piano."

Car: "Yeah!"

The teacher and student each cleaned up their own dishes, one went to the study, and the other went to the bathroom and returned to the kitchen.

"Dad, let me wash it."

Lao Li: "Please put it there. I will clean these two bowls in a moment. Oh my goodness, put it there quickly."

Li An washed the dishes and pots, then took the cigarette handed to him by Lao Li: "Dad will come over tomorrow morning to customize the whole house and measure the size of the living room's book wall. You can go and take a look at it again."

Lao Li: “Isn’t it almost done?”

Li An: "The only thing left is the book wall. I'll start installing the cabinets next week and try to get everything done before the college entrance exam, otherwise I'll have to wait another week."

Lao Li: "Okay, then it's about time I book a ticket."

Li An looked up: "Why are you in such a hurry? How come it will take until the end of June to complete it completely?"

Lao Li smiled and said, "There's nothing else I need to watch over. Just book a ticket for me. I have to go back."

Li An: "Let my mom come over again, and we'll have a meal at our new home, and then you guys can play around a bit and go back together."

Old Li waved his hand: "There's nothing to do. Don't bother your mother. Isn't that kid from Yanjing coming over next month? Just focus on your work. We'll come over when the weather gets colder. Isn't that inconvenient?"

Seeing this, Li An said nothing more. He knew that his father was also homesick. "Then let me take a look."

Lao Li: "Don't worry, just look at the situation."

"Yeah." Li An put out his cigarette, "Dad, I'm going out for a while."

Lao Li: "Drink less. I find that you are drinking too much now."

Li An: "Yeah, no drinking today."

After taking a look in the study, Li An took the car keys and left home.
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Lao Tang’s rental house.

Lao Tang and Mu Xin were busy in the kitchen. They had originally planned to go out for dinner tonight, but Mu Xin unilaterally decided to cancel the plan.

Ever since the two of them came back from their hometown, the frequency of going out to eat has gradually decreased.

To save money for this year's wedding.

"Why don't you take the initiative to call the boss in the evening." Mu Xin suggested.

Lao Tang nodded: "Ah, it's true that I didn't handle this matter well today."

Just then, Lao Tang's cell phone on the stove rang.

Lao Tang wiped his hands and picked it up. "It's An Ge."

Mu Xin also stopped what he was doing.

Lao Tang picked up the phone, "Hey, An Ge."

"No, I'm working on it."

"Come on, hurry up, have you eaten?"

"I don't have any plans tonight, just come."

After hanging up the phone, Lao Tang asked Mu Xin to clean up the house quickly, "Brother An is coming over."
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Twenty minutes later, Li An appeared at the door of the apartment carrying two barrels of oil and a box of pheasant eggs.

"Boss, what are you doing?"

At the door, Li An yelled at Mu Xin to find him a pair of slippers.

He put down the things in his hand when he entered the house, "Where is your master?"

At this time, I heard Lao Tang's voice, "You are so lucky, you pinched me to roast meat today."

Li An walked into the small living room and saw that there were already three dishes on the table.

Lao Tang: "Eat some more with us."

Mu Xin also said, "Boss, eat some more."

Li An looked at the two of them and said, "Damn, you two really act like a married couple."

Lao Tang curled his lips: "Brother, you are scolding me. Who knows who is legal in front."

Li An: "Okay, okay, let me try the husband's braised pork."

Mu Xin: "Hahahaha! The meat he cooks is really delicious."

Lao Tang: "Drink something?"

Li An: "No, no, I'll just eat meat today."

Lao Tang: "These chopsticks are all new."

Mu Xin: “Not superfluous.”

Li An: "It has to be Brother Mu."

We are all brothers, real brothers.

Lao Tang is a true friend in Ang Lee's heart, and Ang Lee is also a true friend in Lao Tang's heart.

So Li An and Lao Tang were really unhappy on the phone this afternoon, but Lao Tang didn't think much about it.

That's what happened.

"I'm worried."

Upon learning that his father was about to pass away, Ang Lee felt even more melancholy.

"The review time this afternoon was squeezed out by the school after coordination with several parties. We cannot afford to lose even a minute."

Lao Tang: "I understand, Brother An, I was wrong today."

Li An waved his hand: "You did the right thing, you should wait for her, otherwise you will have to come to this place again tomorrow. I understand your thoughts."

Lao Tang: "Well, I was actually angry at that time, but I couldn't get angry with her when you were not around."

Li An: "You? Forget it, if you can get angry, I will drink this vinegar soup."

Lao Tang smiled bitterly: "Then what should I do?"

Li Anle: "You will continue to host the second trial tomorrow afternoon. Lao Zheng called me just now and told me to stop doing it. Let the teacher in charge come to you tomorrow and tell you whether to keep this program or not."

Lao Tang: "Then I think we should stay. After all, the kids have been preparing for this for so long, right?"

Li An looked at Mu Xin and said with a smile, "See?"

Mu Xin: "That's just how he is."

Ha ha ha ha--

"Alright, alright, let's not talk about work anymore. How about having a drink, An Ge? Drink less?"

"No, no, I'm a little tired of drinking recently."

"You'll be fine soon."

Lao Tang finally found an opportunity to fight back.

The next day, the program reviews for both schools went exceptionally smoothly.

Yan Zhen was promoted to stage director of the Shipo June 1st performance.

Lao Tang was promoted to deputy director of Shu Ren's June 1 performance, and gave Silk Road's Mr. Sun a little education in private.

As the chief director of the two school performances, Ang Lee was busy until three in the morning on Wednesday.