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Encounter on a narrow road

Luo Xi walked over and knocked on the table with his finger, "I really don't understand why you sleep every time in class? Is it just like this when you are in my class, or are you sleeping in all the teachers' classes?"

"Didn't you receive the text message last night?" He avoided her question and only focused on the text message.

Luo Xi frowned slightly, "Lin Zheng, let me warn you again." She emphasized her tone and said word by word, "Don't send me text messages."

"Why, because you are my teacher?"

Luo Xi ignored him, picked up the book and walked out. He followed her closely, "Are you afraid of me?"

She showed a sneer and said in a cold voice to the boy who suddenly blocked the door, "Get out of the way."

"No."

"interesting?"

He didn't answer, and his firm eyes showed his stubborn attitude.

Luo Xi suddenly grabbed his wrist, pushed it back, and opened a way out for himself almost in a blink of an eye.

Lin Zheng groaned in pain, squatting on the ground with one arm in his arms, staring at the woman who had walked away unwillingly, "Luo Xi, you are so rude, no wonder no one wants you."

"I heard that Lin Zheng fell asleep in your class again?" Back in the office, the colleague at the next table couldn't help but ask.

Luo Xi put down the textbook and said, "You get news very quickly."

"That child relies on his good family background, so he is confident. Don't take it too seriously. He is like this in other people's classes as well."

"I never cared."

"His brother is very rich. He donated the new stadium for our school. I also heard..."

Luo Xi interrupted her with a smile, "Teacher Liu, your class time is up."

She has no interest in students' gossip.

Luo Xi was bending down to write something when Director Xue Wuwu from the Propaganda Department suddenly walked in. Seeing her, he seemed relieved and immediately raised his voice, "Teacher Luo, are you free?"

"There are no classes in the afternoon. Do you have anything?"

"It's like this." Minister Xue was a little embarrassed to say it, but he still said it, "Our superiors attach great importance to this period of military training for freshmen, and they will come to inspect the results as soon as the military training is over. Because a big shot came this time, so the principal

What I mean is that we need to decorate the auditorium of the sports ground grandly. Two of our teachers are on a business trip, and now we are a little short of manpower. I thought that Teacher Luo is engaged in art and should have unique insights in this area, so I

I was thinking of asking you for help."

As an external teacher, Luo Xi is not within the school's establishment and is only responsible for teaching two days a week. After all, these tedious tasks are not her responsibility. After speaking, Minister Xue hurriedly added, "Of course, if Teacher Luo

If you don’t have time..."

"It doesn't matter, this is what I should do."

The ceremony is tomorrow, so the preparations seem a bit rushed. The teachers from the Propaganda Department have already worked two extra shifts day and night.

"Teacher Luo, what kind of flowers do you think should be suitable here?"

"I think it would be better if we don't put flowers."

After all, it was a military academy, and the higher-ups were here to check and accept the work. She actually did not advocate decorating the place in such a grand manner, as it might be counterproductive.

"But if I don't put flowers, it will look too empty."

"Then let's put this one." Luo Xi picked up the school calendar and put it on it. "This way it won't look empty and can be read by others."

"What a great idea. By the way, Teacher Luo, you knew there was going to be a big shot this time. I heard he was at the level of a military commander."

Luo Xi was checking the principal's speech and said without raising his head: "I don't know about this."

She was indifferent to who would come and what they would do, and she was just doing her job right now.

When the name cards were placed on the table the next day, Luo Xi stared at the cards in her hands in a daze. Her colleague Du Qianqian called her several times, but she didn't respond. In the end, she had to pat her.

Leng Heshu, with a shake of his hand, the name tag fell to the ground, with black characters on a white background and two eye-catching words in bold Song font, "Lu Sheng".

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