"Xiaoyu, of course I understand, but your sudden insertion may have aroused Shaoyang's suspicion. If another person is arranged to go in now, he will definitely be suspicious." Although the situation is urgent, Jin Yiren is obviously much calmer than Yan Xiaoyu.
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"But even if I agree to teach English, I can only teach English in Class 7, Grade 1. How can I protect Mr. Jin?" There is a whole floor difference between the Grade 1 and Grade 2 students. Does the boss think he will teleport?
"Class 7, Grade 1, happens to be downstairs from Grade 2, Grade 7. If anything happens suddenly during class, such as shootings or various incidents, you can just climb up the stairs and find Shaoyang." Jin Yiran was extremely calm.
He explained his reasons, but I have to say that the analysis of the dignified gang boss was indeed accurate enough.
Hey, no need to teleport, I become Spider-Man directly!
Yan Xiaoyu looked at the ceiling and rolled her eyes, feeling helpless.
"Xiaoyu, are you listening?" Jin Yiren asked after realizing that Yan Xiaoyu had not spoken.
"Yes, I'm here." Yan Xiaoyu replied meekly, but there was no expression on her delicate white cheeks.
Probably aware of his dissatisfaction, Jin Yiren let out a long sigh and said calmly: "If you really don't want to, then don't force it. After all, if it wasn't you last time, Shaoyang might have been gone long ago.
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I don't know whether Jin Yiren was expressing his feelings or was planning to use tenderness to attack. In short, when he heard these words, Yan Xiaoyu felt a touch of sadness and a sense of loss in his heart.
The fingers holding the phone tightened and turned pale and blue.
Yan Xiaoyu took a deep breath, and then finally spoke: "Boss, that's not what I meant. It's not difficult. From today on, I will start studying high school English by myself, so I can be safe with a small deposit."
"Really?" Jin Yiren's somewhat uncertain voice came from over there.
Yan Xiaoyu nodded seriously: "Of course, a man will do what he says."
"That's it. Have a good rest and try to report to school early. Goodbye Xiaoyu." After hearing Yan Xiaoyu's assurance, Jin Yiren immediately hung up the phone for fear that Yan Xiaoyu would regret it.
Looking at the hung up phone in her hand, Yan Xiaoyu blinked in confusion, but suddenly felt like she was being cheated, right?
In fact, although Yan Xiaoyu doesn't know English, it doesn't mean that he can't teach. There are many incredible things in this place in China, so it's not completely impossible, especially since Yan Xiaoyu is smart enough and face-to-face.
What could be wrong with a bunch of kids?
The crux of the problem is that he really doesn't want Jin Shaoyang, a kid who is not yet underage, to be tortured to death by a group of students. Everyone has the right to choose their own lifestyle. What Yan Xiaoyu likes is the leisurely life of depravity and freedom in a gang.
It’s not about being a teacher who works from nine to five.
This is a directional question. The choice of career determines a person's personal value in Yan Xiaoyu's heart, so the last time he agreed to be a physical education teacher, it was already a big deal for Jin Yiren, but he didn't expect that he would become an English teacher this time.
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Lixin Middle School naturally does not allocate positions randomly. There is a reason why this school is called an aristocratic school. There are many top students and their overall scores in the college entrance examination are also very good. As for why Yan Xiaoyu is allowed to be the class teacher, it is completely
It's because Yan Xiaoyu has a great reputation in the entire B city. Regardless of whether he has real ability or not, he must keep this bad guy, so that Lixin Middle School can attract more people's attention.
Even though she felt a little bit uncomfortable about becoming an English teacher and felt it was a bit nonsense, Yan Xiaoyu still went to school after reading high school English textbooks for two days.
However, when he limped to the principal's office with a cane, he was met with a guilty look from the principal: "Teacher Yan, I'm so sorry."
Yan Xiaoyu raised her head and looked at him, the surprised expression on her face was particularly funny with the cane in her hand: "Principal, what's wrong?"
Principal Lin Yuze pushed up the glasses on the bridge of his nose and shook his head: "The board of directors recommended an English teacher yesterday who happened to fill the vacancy in Class 17, Grade 1, so... so you can't teach in Class 7, Grade 1."
"What?" Yan Xiaoyu's eyes widened, as if he had been struck by lightning. Damn it, I've been watching Birdsong for two days and you dismissed me with just one sentence? Why don't you let me teach English? If not
Didn’t all your hard work in teaching English these two days go to waste? I didn’t even work so hard during the high school entrance exam!
In fact, Yan Xiaoyu's anger and doubts are justifiable. After all, everyone has a sense of shame in their bones, and he is no exception.
Yan Xiaoyu was naturally very depressed when he knew that he wanted to teach English, but after two days of buffering time, he had accepted this fact. However, just when he was ready to become an excellent English teacher, the principal
He actually told him that there was another teacher coming to Class 7, Grade 1, and he had no chance!
It's like the hospital handed him a critical illness notice, and when he wrote a suicide note and distributed all his property, it told him that he had been misdiagnosed. Would this make him happy? Especially for a stubborn person like Yan Xiaoyu.
He will definitely find the doctor and ask him why he didn't let him die?
The principal looked guilty and spoke slowly: "You also know that although I am the principal of Lixin Middle School, I am not the only one who has full authority to make decisions. Moreover, the new teacher should have someone above him, and he should be a foreign teacher from the UK. Otherwise,
I won’t take your place. After all, no matter how good your ability is, it’s a fact that you were named the most handsome teacher for saving people.”
Lin Yuze's words were so direct that Yan Xiaoyu could only hold back a mouthful of old blood in his stomach and looked at him with unspeakable confusion in his eyes: "Then what should I do now? Are there any other classes that are missing teachers?
It doesn’t matter what kind of teacher you need! I can do all seven subjects!”
Lin Yuze shook his head depressedly: "Other teachers need qualifications. After all, you are still young and if you teach other subjects, it will arouse doubts. Isn't it okay if the board of directors decides to give you paid leave?"
Yan Xiaoyu now wished he could kill himself: "No, principal, I'll tell you the truth. I actually have obsessive-compulsive disorder. It's not about money. You just need to let me find something to do in school. You
If you don’t agree, I will sit in front of the school and sell watermelons, do you think that’s okay?”
In fact, Yan Xiaoyu's words clearly contained a hint of threat, but he also told the truth. If he couldn't stay at Lixin Middle School, he would have no choice but to sit at the school gate and sell watermelons in order to watch Jin Shaoyang!