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Because it is located in a remote suburb, the school spirit of Jinghua Agricultural College has always been very simple and restrained. Although a few undergraduates and master's students are admitted every year, the number of students is so small that they quickly integrate into the larger environment and have little impact on the atmosphere of the entire college.

During this period, a large number of new teachers were transferred in, and most of them were middle-aged people in their thirties and forties. They seemed to be very capable and well-backed.

Some people say that these people are the influence of the new deans.

Otherwise, how could so many people suddenly come in without going through any recruitment process?

Also, the academy has never been in such a situation.

Shuttle bus driver Lao Wang said it well: "Cats have their own cat lanes, and dogs have their own dog lanes. Everyone has their own ways. We just happened to come in together and they don't eat your food. What are you doing?"

that's true. Just do your own thing well, why bother with so much?

Most teachers think the same way.

However, thanks to the newly transferred teachers, there is more to talk about on the bus to and from get off work every day.

Each of these teachers has their own unique skills.

Person A talks about stealing food, Spider Solitaire, Minesweeper, and Lianliankan every day on the bus;

Person B preaches his secrets on stock trading and fund buying on the bus every day;

A certain C shows up on the bus every day and proves how great the skin care, moisturizing and rejuvenating effects of Damask rose essential oil are;

A certain person talks endlessly on the bus every day about his experiences traveling abroad, praising the West and disparaging the Chinese, and praising the foreign and disparaging the domestic;

A certain person talks eloquently on the bus every day about the cultivation of jade and the rise and fall of gold prices;

......

As a result, teachers were divided into several sects.

There are gaming factions who exchange gaming results every day;

There are stock speculators who study the stock market every day, sometimes with a sad face, sometimes with a cheerful face;

There are beauty schools, which offer essential oils, eye creams, facial masks every day...the variations are endless;

If there is a foreign moon, it is the Yuan sect, every day in New York, Paris, Tokyo, Hawaii...;

He has the appearance of jewels, wearing gold and silver every day, and covering his body with pearls, emeralds, and agate;

......

In Jinghua Agricultural College, there was a sudden turmoil, and the world was in turmoil...

Fang Chen and Huang Tingjuan did not join any sect.

They still talked about poetry, and at most they exchanged parenting tips, occasionally adding a little new content. For example, Huang Tingjuan recently taught Fang Chen about sericulture techniques, which surprised Fang Chen: When did this person become an expert in sericulture?

Looking at the commotion around them, the two of them had the same confusion:

Why are people so impetuous now?

Occasionally, someone mentioned Dean Li and Dean He. Thinking of their good deeds, everyone felt a little sad but did not dare to say more.

From some few words, Fang Chen vaguely understood something: it seemed that someone was framed by rumors, which led to the suspension of Dean Li and Dean He.

Dean Li is the top leader. He grew up step by step from an ordinary teacher when he was young. He is truly a good business leader. Who has so much energy to pull him down?

Dean He is also the top dean in charge. People praise him for being very capable and never making mistakes. Why?

Fang Chen was puzzled.

In fact, those gossips and gossips in the past were not just to make Fang Chen stink. How could she, a little teacher, be worth so much trouble?

In a chess game, pawns have their own uses, but she was just being used as a pawn unknowingly.

The city gate caught fire, affecting the fish in the pond. She was just a little fish in the pond that was affected.

It just so happened that some people were jealous of her courses, and some people fueled the situation out of inexplicable jealousy.

Perhaps, no one really wanted to target Fang Chen from beginning to end, just like the famous saying about dimensionality reduction: I want to destroy you, it has nothing to do with you!

This is the sad thing about little people. In the torrent of history, it is very likely that they don’t even know how they died.

Fang Chen's thinking was not so clear and he could not have thought of this.

She regretted that she had not had time to express her gratitude to Dean He. The painting hasn't been sent out yet.