On the other side, there are offices located in the teaching building.
"Good morning, Mr. Yamashiro."
"Good morning, Mr. Matsumoto."
"Good morning, Teacher Maria."
"..."
The familiar teachers greeted each other with smiles and walked towards their desks.
With light steps, Teacher Hasumi came to his seat.
The breasts are slightly convex and the buttocks are slightly upturned.
Two strands of dark jade-like blue silk naturally hang down to three inches below the shoulders, guarding the silk floral collar of the light yellow shirt.
The temperament is like orchid, fresh and elegant.
A pair of slender beautiful legs are white and translucent, covered with a layer of transparent stockings as thin as cicada wings, and wearing a pair of kitten heels on their feet.
Graceful and touching.
"Yo~Good morning."
Nakamura Katsu raised his head from the steaming coffee cup and praised: "You look so perfect today, Hasumi-sensei."
"Good morning, Mr. Nakamura."
The woman covered her mouth and chuckled, her slightly curly hair swaying gently on her shoulders, and then joked: "Didn't you receive a love letter from a girl today?"
Nakamura Masaru's expression condensed slightly, and then he smiled bitterly and shook his head, refusing to answer the question.
After all, on campus, the only girls on campus would secretly write love letters to him.
Both parties knew this very well, so it was just a joke.
Although the school does not clearly stipulate that teachers are not allowed to interact with students, if you really want to do such a thing, you will inevitably receive some strange looks and criticism behind your back.
This is why Nakamura Katsu refuses to explain.
Teacher Hasumi did not pursue her, but curled her lips in amusement, and then began to prepare the materials for the morning class meeting.
In fact, as one of the few beautiful teachers in the school, she is also very popular among students. Coupled with her natural status bonus, she is secretly selected by the boys as "one of the women they most want to date", and
The ranking is quite high.
If I had to say it, it would probably be second only to the "eldest lady" and "yuki-onna" from Toyosaki Private School...that is, after Eiriri and Kasumigaoka Shiu.
It's just that compared to those two people, the latter has a more mature flavor that they don't have.
Just like plum blossoms, orchids, bamboos and chrysanthemums, each has its own merits.
At this moment, a rich baritone voice suddenly came from the corridor outside the office.
"Mr. Nakamura, is Mr. Nakamura here?"
Along with the chaotic footsteps, a group of people swarmed into the room.
"Is Mr. Nakamura here?"
While pushing many hands on his body, Pingchuan shouted, his eyes constantly searching the office.
Nakamura Masaru stood up in surprise.
"Teacher Hirakawa? What happened?" he asked hurriedly, his eyes full of doubts.
One of them is a teacher responsible for teaching modern society classes, and the other is a teacher responsible for guiding baseball training. It can be said that they are completely incompetent.
Although they had met each other at the staff meeting, they only knew each other to a certain extent, and the relationship was far from close, so Nakamura had this question.
Even other teachers paid attention to her.
After taking a look, they realized that Teacher Hirakawa was not the only one coming.
Teacher Yamashiro, who was in charge of Class A of the first year, frowned and asked, "What's wrong with you? You're in a hurry."
Unlike Nakamura Masaru and the others, Teacher Yamashiro is quite familiar with the people he mentioned due to their similar teaching experience, so he has no worries about talking to them, but he is also a little confused about their purpose of coming.
Either directly or in combination, the group of people who arrived at this time all have a common characteristic, that is, they are all consultant teachers in charge of sports clubs.
Facing Yamashiro's inquiries, a few people paid no attention to them and just swarmed towards Nakamura Katsu.
"Teacher Nakamura."
Hirakawa took the first shot and said: "We will discuss the specific matters later. I want Kato from your class to transfer to the baseball club. Can you please help me? I owe you a favor."
Teacher Ryuzaki: "No, he should come to the basketball club!"
Mr. Yasuoka: "Sorry, I don't agree with this! That child is actually more suitable for the track and field club."
Mr. Takeuchi: "That's because you didn't see his performance in the football club!"
Several people spoke with certainty.
As if to prove what they said, their voices became louder than the other, as if this could overwhelm the other.
It fully embodies the absurd scene of "the loudest is justified".
The office that had been quiet just now suddenly became noisy.
Facing this familiar yet unfamiliar scene, Teacher Nakamura couldn't help but froze on the spot.
Teacher Hasumi opened her eyes slightly in surprise.
Even the three teachers, Yamashiro, Matsumoto, and Maria, fell into a state of confusion, with confused and confused expressions on their faces.
Teacher Hirakawa, who was the first to speak, also had a hint of regret on his face.
'If I had known earlier, I wouldn't have gone to discuss it with them.' He couldn't help but think like this.
Since Kato Yusuke did not participate in the assessment of the baseball club when he was selecting clubs last time, Teacher Hirakawa only heard about such a boy with good motor skills from his friends, but did not know Yusuke.
Coupled with the consistent outstanding performance of Ishikawa in the team, he is not very interested in this matter.
This led him to inadvertently reveal Yusuke's name when he was looking for help from other teachers to make plans, and the idea of transferring him from the art club to the baseball club.
This triggered a series of chain reactions.
Until now, Teacher Hirakawa still clearly remembers the strange expressions shown by several people when they heard the boy's name, as well as the subtle silence and eye exchanges.
He obviously looked like he was planning something.
Fortunately, he was not a vegetarian. When he related to what he said, he immediately realized that there must be something weird in it.
So we decided not to discuss it at all, and Teacher Hirakawa ran away without saying a word.
Du Fu once said: To shoot a man, shoot a horse first; to capture a thief, capture the king first.
No matter what you are thinking, as long as I can get people here first, it will be useless no matter how many ideas you have.
What is this called? This is called human nature.
Thinking back on his wife's teachings to him, Teacher Hirakawa's steps were as fast as flying.
It's a pity that the other teachers' reactions were not slow either, or that they already knew his character.
The moment they saw him rushing out of the door, several people immediately followed him.
Then there is the current situation.
"Teacher Nakamura, who are you going to help in this matter?" Several people asked in unison.
"…………"
Facing these seniors who were above him in both age and teaching experience, the corners of Nakamura Masaru's eyes kept twitching, and he suddenly felt that his brain was a little painful...
After a long while, he thought carefully and said: "Regarding this matter, I think it might be better to ask the student's own opinion first."