Xie Yihan was lying on the desk in the office for a morning break.

Since she was pregnant with the old Wang family, she has been very weak. I don’t know if the child inherited the lazy genes of her father. Anyway, as long as she gets the chance, she really wants to lie down and have a sleep. Fortunately, with Wang An’s current income, coupled with her wages and bonuses for drought and flood in school, the couple’s life will only get better and better in the future. If this guy is really not motivated in the future, she and Wang An can consider having a second child. Anyway, the policy is relaxed now, and just pay a fine of tens of thousands of yuan. This small amount of money is very relaxed.

There is no air conditioning in the old office, and there are only two electric ovens in the middle of winter.

One was placed at Xie Yihan's feet, and the other was placed next to Xia Xiaolin.

Xie Yihan only takes students from the graduating class all year round.

Xia Xiaolin finally brought her students to the third year of high school this year. In a few months, these children who looked very young when they first entered school more than two years ago will soon take the college entrance examination.

So when you wait every three years, Xie Yihan is considered to be a human-shaped timer in the No. 18 Middle School.

Xia Xiaolin is quite satisfied with her teaching results. Although there is no guarantee that someone will be admitted to the second-tier university this time, there are about four or five children with the ability to enter the second-tier university in her heart.

This number is so pitiful for all high schools with normal teaching power that the principal can hang himself. However, at the No. 18 Middle School, which is famous for the "central district academic despair distribution center", such teaching results can be described as the four words "super-class scores". The principal will not only not feel broken, but will also feel relieved. Once a student can get a first-class entrance exam, he can even have the face to pat his chest at the city-wide middle school principal meeting of the Municipal Education Bureau and say, "In such a harsh teaching environment, we can overcome all kinds of difficulties and cultivate such excellent students. I am moved by my sincere pride and pride."

It’s a pity that the principal of No. 18 Middle School has been holding back this sentence from the age of 30 to 36 this year. Seeing that the students who were trained in the same education system as him were promoted, he still couldn’t say this sentence in public. The most regrettable thing is that he had a chance before, but he was ruined by Zhou Haiyun, the shrew who was not Zhou Haiyun. If it weren’t for the lack of Zhou Haiyun at No. 18 Middle School, other people might not be able to suppress the vast amount of scum in the school, and the principal would have kicked Zhou Haiyun to clean the toilet. But now, in order to calm Zhou Haiyun’s emotions, he had to promote her to become a vice principal. Sometimes when he had insomnia in the middle of the night, he felt angina pectoris when he thought of this.

If he cannot achieve results in the past two years, he can only expect No. 18 Middle School to be annexed by other schools.

Otherwise, I would probably never escape from this cage in my life.

...

Taking advantage of the lunch break, Xia Xiaolin seized the time and planned to correct the comprehensive literature and common sense test paper that she had just finished the exam in the morning.

She casually drew the test paper on the top and proofreaded the correct answers on the paper she had done last night, her eyes alternated from left to right, and the red pen quickly circled and crossed the students' answer paper.

In just over a dozen seconds, Xia Xiaolin finished the first page and turned the paper over. When she saw a question on the back page, her movements suddenly paused.

"What six arts do the six arts in the Book of Songs refer to?"

The student's answer reads: "Poetry, Book, Rites, Book, Book, Book, Music, Spring and Autumn."

"Oh, what are you doing? I've said Feng Yasong hundreds of times, and I'm so excited..." Xia Xiaolin frowned, feeling that this girl who was considered to be a second-tier student, should not make such a low-level mistake. She wrote the correct answer on it, thought about it, and added, "The Wind refers to the National Style, such as "Qin Feng"..."

"Qin Feng..." Xia Xiaolin was stunned. She looked up and looked at Xie Yihan, who was as a pillow in one hand and pressed against her lower abdomen. Speaking of which, it seemed that Xie Yihan was Qin Feng's aunt, and I heard that the family relationship was particularly complicated. First, Qin Feng's father married Xie Yihan's husband's sister, and then her sister's daughter became a couple with Qin Feng. Then she was before she got engaged. As the head teacher of her current husband's sister's daughter, she started dating with her current husband. Xia Xiaolin felt that it was really not easy for her to take her busy schedule to sort out the family relationships of such characters who were enough to spare the Korean drama screenwriters.

Qin Feng in this character relationship map happens to be the first among the students she taught to drop out of school.

Well, it's very memorable.

Xia Xiaolin, who has been busy preparing for the college entrance examination for students in recent months, has no time to surf the Internet, so she has no idea that Qin Feng’s withdrawal is more than just a memorial significance. Qin Feng’s existence is simply devastating for all the faculty and staff of No. 18 Middle School.

Eighteen Middle School, destined to be buried in the education history of the central area, even the local yearbooks are ashamed to be included...

"Lingling..."

The sudden phone ringing made Xia Xiaolin wake up from her brief distraction.

Xia Xiaolin was afraid that Xie Yihan would rest, so she quickly got up and answered the phone.

On the other end of the landline, Zhou Haiyun's thick and majestic voice came from the voice, but the volume was much weaker than usual: "Is Teacher Xie here?"

"Here." Xia Xiaolin turned her head and looked at Xie Yihan, "But we're going to sleep again."

Zhou Haiyun said in a tone of no rejection: "Let her get up first and come to the administrative building. Two reporters said they wanted to interview her."

"Reporter?" Xia Xiaolin was stunned, but she agreed immediately, "Okay."

After hanging up the phone, Xia Xiaolin walked to Xie Yihan and called gently in her ear: "Teacher Xie, Teacher Xie..."

"Hmm?" Xie Yihan raised her head, looked at Xia Xiaolin with sleepy eyes and asked, "What's wrong?"

"Principal Zhou came to you and said that there were two reporters who wanted to interview you and asked you to go to the administrative building now." Xia Xiaolin conveyed Zhou Haiyun's words.

"Are there any reporters going to interview me?" Xie Yihan was confused at first, but then he thought about it, but suddenly woke up.

As a dance teacher, she usually has few classes, so when she is idle, she will go shopping and surf the Internet.

When Qin Feng's Weibo was just in operation, Su Tang had already added her attention.

Xie Yihan's obsession with the game of stealing vegetables is almost comparable to Zheng Yangyang.

So in this case, Xie Yihan knows everything about Qin Feng these days from beginning to end. And not only her, but also her parents, and Wang An's family have been paying attention to the direction of the matter. If Qin Jianguo hadn't agreed to others' calls to ask questions, Qin Feng's mobile phone would have been blown up by their relatives. So from this point of view, Xie Yihan thinks that Qin Jianguo is sometimes quite powerful. Although it means that his ability to do things in the face is indeed not good, he knows very well what the overall situation is joking. Now the wealth of several families is pointing at Qin Feng alone, who would call to talk to Qin Feng for free and waste time in his work.

Xie Yihan suddenly shuddered and straightened up.

Xia Xiaolin was startled and asked, "Teacher Xie, what's wrong?"

"Nothing." Xie Yihan said, tidied up his hair and clothes, and asked Xia Xiaolin, "How do I look?"

Xia Xiaolin looked at Xie Yihan's face that was slightly rounder than last year and smiled and said, "It's great, I'm still the number one beauty in the 18th Middle School."

"That's my niece's graduation." Xie Yihan said with a smile, took the basin and towel from the cabinet where the information was stored, and quickly walked into the bathroom. It was necessary to wash your face before meeting the guests.

...

When Xie Yihan walked downstairs, Zhou Haiyun was being asked by Hongyan and was struggling to get on and off.

She didn't expect that Hongyan would actually look at the archives of Qin Feng's withdrawal from school at that time.

Zhou Haiyun repeatedly said no, but the shouting was a little louder when she was excited, but unexpectedly she exploded Wang Daoan's pen.

Then Wang Daoan, who had not figured out the situation at all, opened his mouth and gave Hongyan a head: "Files? Of course there are! They are all in the office! How could there be no such thing? Come in, I'll find you to see!"

Zhou Haiyun was cold all over. She felt vaguely that her political career might be over.
Chapter completed!