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Chapter 225 Teacher, He Wants to Marry You as His Wife
Tang Yimo chuckled disdainfully: "The night here is really too quiet, your voice is as if you have installed a loudspeaker, I don't think it's hard not to hear it!"

Tang Yimo raised his chin toward the school gate: "Let's go, I just happen to have to go to the toilet."

Qin Mengyao flicked his wrist and walked forward.

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Early the next morning, everyone was going to the kitchen to boil hot water.

I saw a dilapidated permanent bicycle parked outside the kitchen, and there was a fat, dark-skinned man in the kitchen.

The fat man was wearing a faded Chinese tunic suit and a 65-style green military cap that had been washed a little whitish.

"Big head, thick neck, either the boss or the cook."

Fan Boran stood outside the kitchen with his hands in his pockets, and joked with a smile.

Qin Mengyao seemed amused by this sentence, covered her mouth and laughed lightly.

"You guys got up so early? Why don't you sleep a little longer?" Teacher Chen's voice sounded behind everyone.

Fan Boran complained, "The birds on the back mountain are singing too loudly, we can't help but wake up!"

"Hehe, I guess they are too hospitable. It's like looking at the appearance of your guests in the early morning. The hot water is already in the kettle. Go and wash your face quickly, and breakfast will be ready soon."

Teacher Chen pointed to a row of kettles on the kitchen floor, there were seven or eight bottles.

Each of the five people carried a bottle and went to wash up.

Breakfast is steamed buns, white rice porridge, pickles and tofu in soy sauce. Although simple, the taste is excellent.

After breakfast, Brother Wu bid farewell to everyone and drove back to Qing'an City.

At this time, the students also entered the campus one after another.

Originally, there were no classes on weekends, but Teacher Chen had greeted the students in advance, and they were very curious about the teacher coming to the city, so they were more motivated than usual to go to school!
Although there are six classes, there are actually only more than 100 students, and there are almost twenty students in a class.

At 7:100 in the morning, Teacher Chen called more than 6 students to the national flag on the campus and stood in [-] rows according to the order of the class.

The students were all ashen-faced, with shabby clothes, but their eyes were as clear and bright as the lake deep in the mountains.

Teacher Chen asked the four supporting teachers to introduce themselves one by one.

After the introduction, Fan Boran scattered a pack of white rabbit toffee that he brought along like flowers.

The students cheered and looted.

"Hey, can't you give out sweets?"

Tang Yimo glared at Fan Boran, snatched the remaining half pack of toffee, and began to distribute them in order.

After the candies were distributed, the students happily returned to their respective classrooms.

Teacher Chen greeted everyone to go to the conference room.

"Now let's discuss, what courses do you teach?"

Qin Mengyao was the first to speak: "Let me teach music. I brought a violin here. It is more convenient to teach music lessons."

Li Zheyu thought for a while and said, "Then let me teach Chinese."

Tang Yimo immediately cast a beseeching look at Li Zheyu: "I want to teach Chinese, or...can you give it to me?"

The corner of Li Zheyu's mouth raised slightly: "Okay, then I will give it to you, and I will teach mathematics."

Fan Bowen shrugged his shoulders: "It seems that I have no choice but to teach physical education."

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In the third grade classroom.

Qin Mengyao stood on the podium, with his back to the students, and wrote the numbered notation and lyrics of "Little Star" on the blackboard.

Halfway through writing, I heard whispering voices behind me.

Turning their heads suddenly, the two boys flinched in panic.

Qin Mengyao patted the chalk dust on his hands, stepped in front of the two, smiled and raised his hands to them.

The two lowered their heads and stood up.

"What's your name?"

The one on the left said, "My name is Chen Zhibin."

The one on the right said, "My name is Chen Jian."

Qin Mengyao nodded: "What were you two talking about just now? Tell the teacher too."

Chen Zhibin pointed to Chen Jian and said, "He said Teacher is so beautiful, and he will marry you as his wife in the future. I said he is a toad who wants to eat swan meat."

This……

Too caught off guard!

Qin Mengyao wiped the sweat from the corners of her forehead, and stared at the two of them with reddish cheeks.

"Teacher has a boyfriend, don't have any extravagant thoughts!"

When these words came out, Qin Mengyao was also taken aback suddenly, how could she say such things to this group of brats? !
"Who is the teacher's boyfriend?"

"handsome or not?"

"Are you rich?"

"Is it the handsome guy who handed out the candies?"

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"Snapped!"

The blackboard eraser was slapped on the podium like a gavel, and the front of the podium was filled with powder and dust.

The girls in the front row quickly covered their noses.

"Take a good class and don't talk!"

Qin Mengyao turned around and continued to finish writing the numbered notation and lyrics of "Little Star".

Then he pointed to the "1" on the numbered musical notation and asked, "Do you know what this reads?"

A student raised his hand and said this read "Duo".

"Very good. Next, I will introduce you to do (duo), re (come), mi (micro), fa (fa), sol (instigate), la (pull), si (west)."

Later, Qin Mengyao began to teach students to sing the numbered notation of "Little Star".

"Okay, now would anyone like to sing this song with the lyrics?
Chen Jian raised his hand.

"Okay, then you can sing and listen."

"Twinkle twinkle little stars, how I wonder where you are……"

Qin Mengyao's eyes widened unconsciously: "Yo, that's a good song!"

Chen Jian proudly raised his face: "I have a singing robot cat at home, and it was bought for me by my father during the Chinese New Year."

What humble happiness!

Qin Mengyao's nose was sore all of a sudden, the things that can make her feel happy are really getting less and less!

And the little boy in front of him, a singing robot cat worth tens of dollars, can bring him such a strong sense of joy and pride.

It seems that being rich is not all a good thing!

After Qin Mengyao taught the lyrics a few times, he asked the students to sing together.She herself took out the violin for accompaniment.

The wonderful sound of the piano and the chorus attracted students from other classes to probe their heads enviously.

Tang Yimo, who was lecturing in the second grade classroom, patted the desk lightly, and looked around the classroom with his eyes.

"Don't worry, Teacher Qin will come to teach you singing soon."

"Let's continue to look at the poem "Ode to the Willow". The spring breeze in February is like scissors. The author ingeniously compares the spring breeze to scissors, which can be said to be very imaginative."

"Students, what do you think the spring breeze looks like?"

A girl with two braids raised her hand and said:

"The spring breeze is like a paintbrush, painting the whole world with colors."

Tang Yimo nodded with a smile: "Very good! What else can Spring Breeze be like?"

A boy with messy hair like grass and hands as black as charcoal raised his hand.

"Teacher, I think spring breeze is like fart."

(End of this chapter)