"I feel deeply guilty for this presumptuous request, and at the same time, I am very grateful for your understanding, Principal Scarlett." In the office, Lin Ge collected the leave letter that had just been stamped with his official seal, lowered his head slightly, and said in an apologetic tone.
: "I hope this will not affect the school's curriculum. If so, it will be my dereliction of duty. Please allow me to express my apology once again."
Mrs. Scarlett behind the desk showed a gentle smile: "I don't want to lie to you. Let me tell you the truth. Your passing is indeed regrettable news for us. I think the children think so too. Fortunately,
This is only a temporary thing, and I am already looking forward to the day when you return to the classroom, Mr. Ringer."
She paused for a moment and then said meaningfully: "This is not necessarily a bad thing. I think you really need a pleasant trip now to calm down your mood."
She seemed to have something to say, and Linger naturally knew what she wanted to express. After a moment of silence, he softly replied: "I am also full of expectations for this trip."
He didn't want to talk much, so he politely said goodbye and left. Mrs. Scarlett did not hold back, and quietly watched the young man's back disappear behind the gradually closing crack of the door, her gaze inexplicably deep.
When the footsteps in the corridor disappeared and could no longer be heard, she took out a letter from the drawer next to her, looked at the name of the sender, and fell into deep thought.
This is a letter from Mr. Lestrade, the captain of the Night Watch. The matter mentioned in the letter is very simple, so simple that it does not seem worthy of Lestrade’s special letter to explain: Yesterday, when the blood moon mutation broke out, in the distance
Ringer was spotted near the Municipal Square not far from Saints Street, and he seemed to be paying attention to the outcome of the negotiations.
The last sentence is the key point.
Because Ringo is still the "target" of the Union of Orders so far, Ronning, the tribune of the City Parish Committee, admires his character and attitude towards faith very much, and intends to recruit him into the association, and entrusts Scarlett to join the association.
Mrs. Li made observations and gave the evaluation results.
Lestrade sent this letter as a basis for her assessment. His actions did not contain any personal emotions and were entirely business-like. The night watchman found the target of observation near the negotiation venue and reported the truth.
, and then sent it to Mrs. Scarlett as the judge.
The vacillating attitude shown by Ringo in this matter will undoubtedly make Mrs. Scarlett, who originally thought highly of him, suspicious.
Is the previous dullness just a disguise? Does he still harbor the desire to restart Tianxin Church? After all, according to the data, Lin Ge’s adoptive father, Mr. Yang Ke, had an extremely important influence on his growth, and Mr. Yang Ke had no influence at all.
There is no doubt that he is a devout believer in the Goddess Cult.
If you think about it conservatively...
Mrs. Scarlett looked at the letter in her hand. After thinking for a long time, a faint sigh and the rustle of writing came from the office: There is still value in continuing to observe.
However, judging from the current situation, it does not yet meet our needs.
The assessment result is: unqualified.
***
Because he was not sure how long the journey would take, Ringer directly applied for a month's leave, just in time to return before the start of Metien's pharmacist qualification examination. Fortunately, Mrs. Scarlett was reasonable and had Ronning.
Because of my husband’s relationship, his leave application was successfully approved. If he were placed in another school, I’m afraid Lin Ge would have no choice but to consider resigning.
In the afternoon, after giving two history lessons to the fifth-grade hoarfrost class, Ringer returned home with a leave letter and bought two milk puddings while passing by Riverside Street. He originally planned to give both of them to Metien.
, but considering Alice’s dazzling achievements in the bloody battle yesterday to ride the savior alone, alas, let’s give one to her.
Otherwise, you will definitely have to speak ill of yourself behind your back again.
It was already evening when he got home. When he opened the door of the chapel, he discovered something that shocked him.
Alice is actually cleaning.
She was holding a mop in her hand, with a bucket beside her, and she was cleaning the dirt on the floor. Although her movements were not very standard, she looked a bit like a maid when paired with the maid outfit. What kind of stimulation made her embark on the path of doing housework?
Ringer stood at the door, lost in thought.
At this time, the golden retriever maid had already spotted her employer. She temporarily stopped what she was doing, held the mop with both hands, and said in an unhappy tone: "What's that look on your face? Is it unusual for me to do housework?"
Something?"
"That's not the case." Linge explained: "I'm just surprised that you have such initiative."
In the past, Alice was forced to do housework by Ringer. If no one was urging her behind her back, this guy would definitely rather hide in the room playing with the game console than put in any effort. He was just lazy.
Just a dog.
"Then you are wrong about me!" Alice heard this, with a proud expression on her face: "It was Medien who said that we were going to travel next, and the church would get dirty if left unattended, so I volunteered to come.
Isn’t it better to make some insignificant contribution to this family than you, a stinky man who just hangs around outside?”
"Oh."
Ringer silently put the milk pudding he was going to give her back into his pocket, intending to give it to her after dinner. He walked into the chapel on the ground that Alice had not yet mopped, and asked casually: "Where's Metien?"<
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"I'm upstairs, still reviewing. I'm really working hard."
As Alice spoke, she suddenly remembered something and asked hesitantly: "Linge...are you really not going to tell me about Mr. Yang Ke?"
Ringer's footsteps stopped for a moment. He was about to answer, but Alice beat him to it: "Of course, if you think I shouldn't know, it doesn't matter if you don't tell me. But you know, Metien said it this morning.
In one sentence, it’s exactly the same as what you said last night?”
What did you say last night?
Lin Ge's expression changed a little, and he heard Alice say: "The headlines in the newspaper put all the changes in the blood moon we saw yesterday on the Religious Mutual Aid Association, and then used the topic to talk about the "Religious Decree"
It must not be abolished. There is probably no hope for Tianxin Church to reopen. Metien was very sad when he saw it and said those words."
"Then I hugged her. In fact, I also wanted to comfort her, but I didn't know anything about Mr. Yang Ke and you, so how could I comfort her? I couldn't hold back a word after thinking about it for a long time.
, Sigh. But it’s good that you come back now. Go comfort her as soon as possible, say a few nice words, and don’t let her continue to be sad. Metien has always believed that you are a gentle person, so you should be good at comforting her sister.
?Come on, don’t let me down!"
After talking a lot, she leaned down and continued to mop the floor, muttering: "So I'm not interested in Mr. Yang Ke's affairs at all. I really am not. You don't have to tell me.
It’s really not necessary…”
You are obviously very interested, right?
The corners of Ringer's mouth curled up, as if he wanted to smile, but failed. He stopped trying and walked upstairs, replying: "You said it yourself last night."
"I didn't hear anything."
Then his footsteps went up to the second floor, leaving Alice alone and confused.
"Eh?" She tilted her head as if she was suffering from amnesia: "Did I say this?"
……
After Ringer came to Metien's room, he saw that the pink-haired little girl was as low-energy as Alice said. Although she was reading a book, her mind was not focused on the content of the book at all. She didn't even notice when her brother walked into the room.
Notice.
It wasn't until Ringer's palm gently covered her soft hair that she suddenly came back to her senses: "Linger? When did you come in..."
"Medien." Linge interrupted her softly, with a rare tenderness in his tone: "It seems that we haven't seen Mr. Yangke for a long time."