I loaded the social death system

Chapter 82 Suspension of Classes
Liu Yi's interest in English classes is only average, which is also the attitude of most art students.

If you work hard on the professional courses, the cultural courses will be lax, and you can pass them if you can, and if you are really a top student, most of them will not come to the art department.

Of course, except for a small number of people who really like this.

But Zhang Xiaoqi's class is different. Many boys will deliberately squeeze into the front row to admire black silk.

Liu Yi, as always, hid in the back row and fell asleep, either playing on his mobile phone and chatting with Yuan Meng, or laying down to catch up on sleep.

After the class bell rang, he set up his textbooks as usual and fell asleep.

The relationship between him and Zhang Xiaoqi has eased a lot since they met at the comic exhibition last time.

From the original tit-for-tat and suppressing each other, but now there is a relationship between a teacher and a friend, which really makes him relax a lot.

At least I won't be called up to answer questions dozens of times in a class, and I won't be called individually every time.

This has been very helpful to his salted fish life.

"Students, I'll start the roll call now." A slightly thick bass came from the podium to Liu Yi's ears.

He was taken aback for a moment, then poked his head out from behind the book.

"Hey, why did you change teachers today?"

There are a lot of students who have the same doubts as him, especially those boys who are waiting to see the black silk in the front row. They point to this as their hope when they go to school. The body was getting thinner and thinner at the same time.

"Teacher, why are you coming to class today, where is Teacher Zhang?"

The male teacher's expression froze, and then he said softly: "Ms. Zhang is on leave, and I will help you with the English class in the future."

The people in the front row showed disappointment, and instantly lost the motivation to study.

Liu Yi reckoned that when the next English class came, the number of students would be reduced by [-]%.

"But this one said that Zhang Xiaoqi asked for leave?"

"But since I asked for leave, how can I say that the future classes will be replaced by him."

"If they are all replaced by him, it means that Zhang Xiaoqi will have to take a semester off."

Liu Yi felt a little strange. She was fine when he saw her a few days ago. Could it be that she was sick?

Or something unexpected happened.

He was not sure. After hesitating for a while, he picked up his phone, found Zhang Xiaoqi's WeChat account from a coser group, and added him as a friend.

After a long time, there was no response, and until the end of get out of class, Liu Yi did not add Zhang Xiaoqi as a friend.

"It's weird, it feels like someone evaporated."

After all, after snatching other people's tissues, Liu Yi struggled for a while after class, but still walked to the teacher's office.

When I got to the door, I wanted to raise my hand to knock, but before I knocked, I heard a conversation inside.

"Teacher Niu, what's wrong with Teacher Zhang? You haven't seen her today?"

"I don't know either. I heard that he is on leave."

"Tch, none of your news is well-informed. I just met the dean in the canteen today, and he told me that Teacher Zhang has been suspended!"

"Ah, class is suspended!" Several teachers in the office exclaimed.

Liu Yi, who was eavesdropping outside the door, also frowned.

"What's the reason, why did you suspend class?"

"Yes, what mistake did she make?"

"Is there something wrong with the teaching, or is there some administrative problem?"

After several teachers heard the word suspension, their tone of voice rose, and their mentality was hovering on the verge of explosion.

In universities, it is a big deal for teachers to be suspended!
The leadership team will not suspend classes for no reason, there must be some very direct reason, and most of it will not be a good thing.

It is one thing to ask for leave by yourself, even if it is a few years of sick leave, but it is another thing to be forced to suspend classes by the school. The nature of the two is completely different.

"Who knows, there hasn't been an announcement from the higher-ups yet, so it's probably still being processed and held in meetings."

"Hey, let's not guess or talk nonsense until the result is out, so as not to cause trouble."

"exactly……"

Liu Yi took a step back, turned around and left towards the end of the aisle.

"Zhang Xiaoqi has nothing to do with it. How could this happen?"

In his impression, this person is actually quite serious and responsible. Leaving aside his personal hobbies, among the cultural teachers of Magic Arts, he is already a serious class teacher.

Because Liu Yi has also taken other classes, there are quite a few young teachers like this who can swim in class, especially female teachers, many of them will choose to paddle.

He didn't intend to become an associate professor at all, he just wanted to get a stable salary and do this relatively leisurely job.

Most of these teachers are locals in Shanghai, and their family conditions are good. They go abroad to get a master's degree, and come back to make connections and enter colleges and universities. They just use this as a civil servant for leisure.

Anyway, the family has a car and a house, and when the time comes to marry a husband with good conditions, my job sounds like I have a social status, and my life will be alive, and I will be happy.

But Zhang Xiaoqi is not. She obviously still loves this job, as can be seen from her state in class.

Liu Yi left school, and Yuan Meng didn't have time to take him to practice driving recently, so no one came to pick him up.

Putting his bag on his back, he wobbled towards the subway station, not because he wanted to take the subway. Now, the taxi fare was a small amount for him. The main reason was that there was a shopping mall in the direction of the subway station, where he could eat something.

On the fifth floor of the shopping mall, it is a place similar to an indoor snack street. College students love to come here because the food is cheap, but Liu Yi comes here mainly because it is not fun to eat alone in a big restaurant. Besides, he does not want to eat too much. Let's put something on it. Let's put it on.

I came to a special old street glutinous rice ball, stuffed with sesame seeds, with lard fragrance.

I bought another oil dumpling, which is thick batter hung on shredded radish, and fried in a horseshoe-shaped mold. It is fragrant and crispy when eaten, and the filling is piping hot.

Holding the dinner plate, she sat down on the table beside her and slurped up the sesame glutinous rice balls.

People in Shanghai love to eat sweet things, but in fact, the dishes in Shanghai are insignificant compared with those places that really love sweets, such as Gusu, Yangzhou, Wuxi, etc. However, most tourists from the north will choose Shanghai In such a big city, after eating it once, there will be complaints and crying. In addition, the so-called magic city cuisine or magic city snacks in the north are deliberately sweet, which makes this stereotype even more serious.

There were even a few magic arts students from Hunan who sweared at the street and dumped the food after eating the Shanghai Red Roast Pork for the first time, because in their impression, the Braised Pork must be salty and spicy, which is sweet and delicious. Tired is a magical thing!
While Liu Yi was eating and drinking, he tried again to add Zhang Xiaoqi as a friend.

Ding!
While he pressed the add button, someone's cell phone not far away rang softly, which caught Liu Yi's attention.

He turned his head and saw a person lying motionless on the table.

On the side table were a dozen or so small beer bottles.

"How much did this guy drink?"

"Hey, there are a dozen empty bottles on the table, and there are five or six fallen bottles at the feet. They are not here for dinner, but for drinking."

Liu Yi shook his head, there are everyone, isn't it embarrassing to drink like this outside...

Huh?
When he looked at the other side's feet, he suddenly froze.

"Why do these beautiful legs in stockings look so familiar?"

(End of this chapter)