Han Zihe came to the shade of the flowers and saw Chu Zheng leaning against a castor tree, bored and kicking the pebbles under his feet.

Seeing his wife coming over, a hint of joy flashed in Chu Zheng's eyes, and then a bit of regret slipped through his eyes.

Such an expression made Han Zihe confused.

"What's wrong?" Han Zihe lowered his head and looked at what he was wearing - a small white shirt with a light blue checkered pattern, paired with a pair of sky blue jeans, and canvas sneakers with the same texture as the jeans under his feet... quite neat.

!

"I thought you would change into training clothes!" Chu Zheng took his wife's little hand and shook it, with a bit of a coquettish tone, "If you change into training clothes, we will stand together.

Son, it looks like a parent-child outfit..."

"Bah, bah, bah! That's called couple pretending, okay! Don't scream nonsense if you don't understand!" Han Zihe raised his fists in confusion and chased him to beat him.

After the beating was enough, Han Zihe let Chu Zheng rub her hands and said: "There are many men and women in this military camp, and they all wear the same clothes. It's too boring and ungrateful to use this as a couple's costume!"

"Yes, yes, your Majesty is still wise, but it's just a mistake!" Chu Zheng took his wife and sat on a quiet grassland. He didn't say anything straight, so he received a few more punches from his wife.

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Hey~~ By the way, wife, why does it hurt so much when you hit someone with your soft little fist?

"This is not my home, don't mess around! If I let the students see it, where will my authority as a teacher be?! If that's the case, let's see how you compensate me!"

Han Zihe's voice became softer now. A pair of watery eyes looked at him with affection, and he immediately made Chu Zheng promise to be honest.

In fact, what fun can there be in the military camp? But when you are passionately in love, just sitting there and looking at the sky together is happiness.

Han Zihe and Chu Zheng walked hand in hand around a quiet and sparsely populated area for a few times, and more than an hour had passed.

Chu Zheng decided to set up a training place here. Although he had a little idea, he still had nothing to do. He even became busy in the following days. The young couple could only chat on the phone.

Two sentences.

"Go back! If you're busy, we can call each other. Anyway, we live in the same camp. Even if we can't meet each other, I feel happy!" This was the only sweet word Han Zihe said in the past six months.

As soon as these words came out, Chu Zheng was very excited. He didn't know where to put his hands and feet: "Then, I will talk to you at a fixed time every night, just like when I go to the nursing home?"

"It's good that you're not busy. I'm very free anyway!" After Han Zihe said this, he glanced around and saw that no one was around. He immediately kissed the palm of his hand and wiped out the "

"Kiss" blew towards Chu Zheng.

Chu Zheng was not an idiot either. When he saw this, he jumped up and grabbed the "kiss" tightly. He slightly opened and closed his hands to hold the "kiss" from his wife, and placed it on his heart...

He narrowed his eyes and let out a long sigh of relief as if he was enjoying himself endlessly.

His superb acting skills made Han Zihe bend over with laughter.

When Chu Zheng saw this, the corner of his mouth curled up with a proud smile. Taking advantage of his wife's unpreparedness, Chu Zheng rushed forward with a tiger leap. After hugging her tightly, he let out a chirp and jumped away quickly.

This sequence of movements was performed smoothly and smoothly, so comfortable that Han Zihe couldn't bear to slap him away.

(Chu Zheng: Khan, it’s not easy. Having such a skilled wife is a test of his professionalism!)

Separating from the sticky Lieutenant Colonel Chu, Han Zihe walked out of the flower bed and returned to the dormitory building. Seeing that the teachers who were walking around in twos and threes in front of the building were no longer here, he knew that it was time to go back to the dormitory.

As she was approaching the floor belonging to the business management class, Han Zihe heard a quarrel coming from above. Before she could tell where the sound came from, she saw the teacher from the business management class B hurried downstairs.

The head teacher of Business Management Class B, as soon as he saw Han Zihe, he was like seeing the savior. He quickly grabbed her and said hurriedly: "Teacher Xiao Han, I have found you! Come over and have a look! The students in your class are making trouble with the instructor.

Get up!"

What?! Han Zihe was surprised! - You don’t have to be so fierce, right? Little friends! You are fighting wherever you go, challenging you everywhere, and engaging in confrontation. Are you sure you don’t want to change it?

There was no other way, who could have allowed myself to be deceived into a pirate ship by Mr. Dean?

At this time, Han Zihe couldn't bear to fight at all, and he resignedly followed the class teacher of Class B upstairs, preparing to clean up the mess.

"The short-haired girl in your class, her name is Dong, Dong Zhi, yes, she is the female student named Dong Zhi. She is fighting with the instructor in charge of your class. When you meet later, don't be too defensive. Please note

The instructor has to take care of them for two months!" the class teacher of Class B warned as he walked.

Han Zihe smiled bitterly. She has been taking care of her students for half a month. Can she not understand? Could it be because he was looking for trouble and hit a snag?!

Thinking of this, Han Zihe realized that he hadn't asked the reason yet: "Why are they making trouble?"

The head teacher of Class B sighed: "Actually, I can't blame all the students in your class, but who made the name 'Business Management Class C' remain undisturbed for more than ten years? That instructor also took over this class every time.

, I guess you’re also very depressed, right?!”

The head teacher of Class B is very capable of twisting the floor. As he talks, he goes off track and talks for a long time without getting the point across.

Well, needless to say - they have already arrived at the corridor where teachers and students are confronting each other.

The corridor was crowded with students and instructors.

Han Zihe did not say anything immediately, but scanned the entire floor.

Although the narration of the teacher of Class B is unreliable, fortunately she does not teach Chinese, so her eyesight is enough.

Seeing that Han Zihe was silent, he observed Han Zihe first, so he didn't say much.

I saw that the corridor was crowded with girls from three classes of business management, and the innermost floor was from class C.

Regardless of who is right or wrong, just look at the students in Class A and Class C. Putting aside their opinions on Class C, they are unequivocal in their external stance. The current appearance of sharing the same hatred is really a bit of a deterrent.

In the innermost circle of students, there were six instructors, three men and three women, some of whom were supportive and some of whom were trying to make peace, but it was unclear whether they were trying to get along with each other.

Because Dong Zhi's goal was more obvious, Han Zihe saw the female instructor who was confronting her at a glance, thinking that she must be the instructor in charge of Business Management Class C.

I saw the female instructor, who was only twenty-eight or nine years old. She had neat short hair, dark complexion, thin eyebrows and eyes, a small mouth and a small nose. She was not tall, but she had a bumpy figure. If you look closely, she was pretty.

She and Dong Zhi's beauty, with thick eyebrows and big eyes, seemed to resonate somewhat when they stood together.

After observing for a while, Han Zihe understood clearly. She took a step forward with a smile and finally started to intervene: "Hello everyone, I am the leading teacher of Business Management Class C... If you have any questions, you can talk to me.

.”(To be continued..)
Chapter completed!