The difference between inside and outside the painting, the gap between ideal and reality, makes people sigh, but they are helpless to ......
On this day, Xiangyang Primary School received a great news: Ma Xiaolong, a third-grade student of the school, won the gold medal in the provincial painting competition. When the news came, the school held a special celebration party, and Principal Wu invited the deputy county magistrate Guan in charge of education in the county to attend.
At the end of the celebration party, President Wu repeatedly invited Deputy County Magistrate Guan to stay for dinner. The hotel was just across the street from the school, and Deputy County Magistrate Guan reluctantly agreed.
The group walked out of the school, and when they saw the scene at the school gate, Deputy County Magistrate Guan couldn't help frowning. When he entered the school, he sat in the car and didn't pay attention, but as soon as he walked, he noticed that the location of the school's gate was really not the place, but it was chosen on a narrow and crowded three-way intersection. The streets are chaotic with people and cars, not only are there no traffic lights, but even the zebra crossings are blurred.
Deputy County Magistrate Guan couldn't help but think of the painting where Ma Xiaolong won the award. In Ma Xiaolong's painting, the streets are spacious and tidy, a beautiful rainbow bridge flies across the street, and a team of "red scarves" after school are smiling across the rainbow bridge. The scene in the painting is very different from the real thing!
Under the protection of Principal Wu and his entourage, Deputy County Magistrate Guan cautiously crossed the street in the traffic, but he still got a dirty tricycle rubbed against him, which made him very annoyed.
Principal Wu smiled awkwardly and said: "County magistrate, this is nothing, when school is out, it is called a mess, our teachers don't form a ** wall to block the car, and the students can't cross the street at all." ”
Deputy County Magistrate Guan nodded and said: "This matter must be solved, the safety of students is not a child's play, it is so difficult to cross the street, so what is it all about for the sake of children!" ”
Principal Wu hurriedly said: "County magistrate, our teachers and students are looking forward to crossing the street like Ma Xiaolong's painting!" ”
Yes! Deputy County Magistrate Guan said, "Wouldn't it be solved by building an overpass, we should have thought of something that even a third-grade child could think of." This problem must be solved! ”
Principal Wu threw his hand excitedly: "Then I will thank the county magistrate first!" ”
As soon as they arrived at the hotel, Principal Wu began to pour bitter water, saying that their school was located in a remote location, and the students' family backgrounds were not strong enough, and they belonged to the kind of master who did not love his father and mother. Crossing the street is a perennial problem, and there have been a number of traffic accidents over the years. As for the construction of the overpass at the school gate, they have worked hard for a long time, but they have not been able to achieve it. Now, they are waiting for Deputy County Magistrate Guan to help them realize this dream.
As he spoke, Principal Wu picked up a glass of wine and went to Deputy County Magistrate Guan: "County magistrate, I thank you for the more than 500 children in the school!" ”
At this point, Deputy County Magistrate Wu finally tasted the taste, no wonder the school invited him to attend the event again and again, and insisted on keeping him for dinner, all on a bridge.
Now, he had no choice but to take the wine glass and drink it all: "I said, the problem related to the safety of students must be solved!" ”
Next, everyone, you and I have a cup, you and I will say a word, and they will all go to Deputy County Magistrate Guan. Deputy County Magistrate Guan couldn't stand the praise from left to right, his mind was hot, and he slapped the table with a "snap": "I have this bridge!" The public doesn't pay for it, so I have to build it out of my own pocket! ”
When Principal Wu heard this, he was so excited that he almost knelt on the ground, he drank several glasses in one go, and collapsed under the table on the spot.
The next day, President Wu delivered the report while the iron was hot. Although the deputy county magistrate Guan was drunk, he did not break his promise, patted his chest at him, and said that he would definitely treat it as his own business.
Half a month later, Ma Xiaolong's painting was sent to Beijing for evaluation on behalf of the whole province, but unexpectedly, the result was surprising, the painting turned out to be plagiarized. A veteran painter could tell at a glance that the painting was the winning work he had selected a long time ago.
When the news came, the province's education circles were in an uproar. Needless to say, this disgraceful incident brought shame to the whole county, and Deputy County Magistrate Guan naturally had a disgraceful face, and he angrily called Principal Wu to come over immediately. Principal Wu soon came, and brought the plagiarized painting with him.
You still have the face to come to me! Deputy County Magistrate Guan knocked on the painting and asked sternly, "Did Ma Xiaolong paint it?" ”
Principal Wu hesitated for a moment, shook his head, and said, "It's really not. ”
Deputy County Magistrate Guan was furious: "It's not your own thing, you dare to take it to the national competition, you have disgraced the face of the people of our county!" ”
O county magistrate! Principal Wu argued with a bitter face, "Although the painting was not painted by Ma Xiaolong, the things in the painting are real!" We have been looking forward to a flyover for many years, so that students can go home without risking ......”
Principal Wu, like Xianglin's sister-in-law, still wants to babble on. Deputy County Magistrate Guan slammed his fist on the table: "Don't say it!" Even if you have a big reason, you can't deceive it like this. You're just waiting to be punished! That's the end of the flyover! ”
When Principal Wu heard this, he couldn't move for a long time as if he had been pointed. Deputy County Magistrate Guan glared at him: "What's the matter, don't you go back?" ”
County magistrate, listen to me. Principal Wu hurriedly said, "Although the painting was not painted by Ma Xiaolong, it can't be plagiarized!" ”
Deputy County Magistrate Guan asked curiously, "What does that mean?" Did you draw it? ”
Principal Wu waved his hand again and again and said, "No, no, no, I didn't paint it, but the real author of the painting is our own people." Wait, I've called him. After that, he ran out, and after a while, he brought back a middle-aged man, who was limping when he walked.
President Wu introduced to Deputy County Magistrate Guan: "This is the author of the painting. ”
Without waiting for Deputy County Magistrate Guan to ask, the man stepped forward and said, "My name is Ma Dalong, and this painting was painted when I was in elementary school." At that time, although there were not many cars in front of the school, they drove very fast, and my leg was hit by a car, so I always dreamed that it would be nice to build a flyover at the school gate, so I painted such a picture, and later took it to the national competition and won the gold medal. ”
Deputy County Magistrate Guan snorted: "Then you can't conspire to do **!" ”
It's all my fault! Ma Dalong said embarrassedly, "Xiaolong said that he was going to participate in the painting competition and wanted to win the award very much, so I was confused for a while, so I asked him to take the painting to ......."”
Deputy County Magistrate Guan was stunned and asked, "Who are you Ma Xiaolong?" The man smiled embarrassedly and said, "My son." ”
Deputy County Magistrate Guan's eyes widened suddenly, and he was speechless for a long time. Principal Wu asked in a low voice on the side: "County magistrate, the matter of the bridge ......."”
Deputy County Magistrate Guan waved his hand and said, "You guys go back first." ”
When he went out, Ma Dalong asked Principal Wu: "Principal Wu, do you think this thing is still going to happen?" ”
Principal Wu shook his head with a wry smile and said, "I'm afraid it's no show." Ma Dalong said in disappointment: "What about this painting?" ”
You might as well take it home and keep it. Principal Wu sighed, "In a few decades, your grandson will come to school, and then let him take it to the competition." ”
Author: Liu Chao.