Chen Yuye drove to the school early in the morning. As soon as he entered the office, Wang Peng pulled him aside and looked around.
"Who are you hiding from? It's mysterious." Chen Yuye looked at Wang Peng in confusion. Is this guy so nervous that he wants to be a thief? "
Wang Peng saw that there was no one around, took out a piece of paper from his arms and handed it to Chen Yuye: "This is the teacher I told you yesterday. Her name is Wei Ling'er, and she is a music teacher in our school. Here is her detailed information,
Love Saint, take a good look."
Chen Yuye took the paper and looked at the female teacher on the paper. She was a cute woman with short hair and a bun face. Not only was her occupation clearly written on this piece of paper, she even wrote down her hobbies.
, phone and QQ. Chen Yuye tucked the paper into the textbook: "Okay, I know all her basic information. I will analyze it carefully and then help you chase her."
"Thank you so much. I don't know how to thank you. It's really..." Wang Peng held Chen Yuye's hand tightly with runny nose and tears, and was so excited that he was speechless.
Already.
Chen Yuye patted him on the shoulder: "It's okay, we are colleagues." After saying that, Chen Yuye and Wang Peng left the office.
At this time, since there was still some time before class, there were many more teachers in the office than when Chen Yuye came to the office yesterday. Chen Yuye greeted everyone in the office humbly, and then sat on his
He looked at the textbook carefully from his position.
"Chen Yuye, come out with me for a moment." Wang Qianying appeared at the door of the office and waved to Chen Yuye.
Chen Yuye heard Wang Qianying's voice, stood up and walked out: "Why are you looking for me again?"
"Here, this is your salary card. The password is 123456." Wang Qianying took out a card from her bag and handed it to Chen Yuye.
Chen Yuye took the card in surprise and looked at the bank card with a smile on his face: "I didn't expect there was something else. I thought I went directly to the school finance department to get money every month."
Wang Qianying covered her mouth and smiled: "I knew you didn't read the contract, so I sent it to you. By the way, you will be fine in the first quarter today."
Chen Yuye put away the card and gave him an OK gesture: "Don't worry, I'm full of confidence in myself."
Seeing Chen Yuye full of confidence, Wang Qianying felt relieved: "I hope so, then I'll leave first." After Wang Qianying said this, she said goodbye to Chen Yuhui and left.
Not long after Chen Yuye returned to the office and sat down, the class bell rang. Today, Tuesday, history was the first class. Chen Yuye stood up, exhaled a long breath, and walked to the classroom.
"Teacher Chen, please wait a moment."
Zhang Wei's voice sounded from behind Chen Yuye. Chen Yuye turned her head and looked at him: "What's the matter, Director Zhang?"
Zhang Wei looked at him seriously: "Today, I want to sit in on Teacher Chen's class. I don't know what Teacher Chen wants."
Chen Yuye didn't have much confidence to begin with. Hearing what Zhang Wei said, it was obvious that he wanted to cause trouble for himself. However, there were other teachers in the office, so Chen Yuye couldn't do anything. He leaned his head closer to Zhang Wei with a smile on his face: "You
Deliberately, do you want to embarrass me?"
"Hmph! If you are really capable, then what are you afraid of? But if you can't even give a lecture, don't blame me for asking your superiors to fire you." Zhang Wei stared at him without fear. The underlying meaning of his words was,
I am not seeking revenge, but I am thinking about the students.
"Okay, the director is so interested, so I can't refuse you." Chen Yuye has never been afraid of anyone except his father in his life.
In the classroom, a group of people were sitting at the desks of Mu Jie, Long Han and Zhang Linpeng. The three of them were all exuding a strong aroma of shower gel.
Xifeng tried his best to hold back his laughter and looked at the three people who looked depressed: "What happened? Why do you feel like you were the one who had paint thrown on you last night?"
When the three of them heard what Xifeng said, they all lowered their heads.
"Is it true that you were splashed with paint?" The corners of Wang Lingling's mouth have begun to twitch. As long as they say yes or nod, she will definitely laugh wildly.
The three of them nodded, then lay down on the table with depressed expressions, while the others laughed.
Jiang Wei laughed so hard that he squatted on the ground and couldn't get up. He shook Zhang Linpeng's legs and asked, "Haha, tell me what's going on. You guys are really fucking talented."
"Dong dong dong." Just when everyone was still laughing, Chen Yuye stood at the door with the textbook and the grade director: "Dear students, everyone should go back to their seats and get ready. Class will begin soon."
After Chen Yuye finished speaking, the students who had been staying in other seats returned to their seats one after another. The director also picked up a stool on the empty seat and sat in the last row. Chen Yuye walked up to the podium and looked down.
After a few seats were vacant, he asked: "Monitor, who are the students in those empty seats?"
"Teacher Chen, it's like this. Classmate Lan Yu is not feeling well today, so she asked me to take a sick leave for her. Girls feel sick a few days a month, you know. Classmate Zhang Ji said her eyes hurt and she is at home today.
Sleeping. There is also He Xiang, whose family is relatively poor, so he should be working part-time at this time." Wang Lingling stood up and explained to the classmates who did not come.
"It seems that in addition to academic studies, I also need to pay more attention to other aspects of my classmates' problems." Chen Yuye thought and asked Wang Lingling to sit down.
"If you can do it, you can definitely do it." Chen Yuye opened the lesson plan and looked down nervously. "Class!"
"Hello, teacher." The students below stood up sporadically, bowed to Chen Yuye and sat down.
"Hello, classmates, please turn to the third page of the book. Today we are going to talk about 'A hundred schools of thought contend and the formation of Confucianism'. During the Shang and Zhou dynasties..." Chen Yuye picked up the lesson plan and followed it completely.
I read it according to what was written in the textbook.
"I just followed the textbook, and it seems that I really don't have anything in my stomach." Wang Lingling looked at Chen Yuye with a smile, and put her hand under the table and kept pressing the phone. "How long does it take to act."
"Wait a minute, embarrass him now. It will be easy to see that we did it intentionally." This was the text message Xifeng sent back to Wang Lingling.
"Damn it, why don't we just give him a beating?" "Whatever, but are you sure you don't want to beat him?" "I don't want to think about anything but beating him right now." These three text messages were obtained last night.
Three people covered in paint came back.
"What this kind of technology flow does is up to you."
Wang Lingling finally decided to wait until Chen Yuye had finished talking before standing up to embarrass her. He looked at Chen Yuye with a sneer: "I put a lot of effort into painting you last night in order to punish you, so you are just waiting to make a fool of yourself."