The programmer and his woman

When I heard the H-province student describe their accommodation conditions, I couldn't help but think of the cubicle I was living in now, so I asked curiously, "Did the school also arrange cubicles for you?"

He shook his head, a trace of helplessness on his face, "What? If it was a partition room, it would be fine. The place we live in is worse than a partition room. We live in the basement."

"Basement?" I repeated in surprise. Although I had heard of this word, I had never seen it in person. So I asked curiously, "What does a basement look like?"

He smiled bitterly, "Teacher Wang, it seems that you are really a rookie."

Then, he suggested enthusiastically: "Teacher Wang, our dormitory is very close to here, how about I take you to have a look?"

The student from City A beside him also interrupted with great interest: "Really? Then I'll go with you to take a look. I've never been to this basement that the school rented for you. Then come along, Teacher Wang."

I nodded, "Oh, okay, let's go check it out."

The student from Province H took us to the basement where he lived. Along the way, the student from City A teased him, "The three of us will share the meal money. You are taking advantage today."

The student from Province H responded with a smile: "Hey, invite me to dinner next time."

The student from City A rolled his eyes, smiled, and readily agreed: "Okay, I'll definitely call you next time."

We chatted all the way to the legendary basement. As soon as we entered the door, a cool breeze hit us.

"Wow, it's so cool here in summer," I exclaimed.

However, before I took two steps, I heard ambiguous sounds coming from next door. I was stunned for a moment, and the classmate from City A teased me, "Oh, you are doing great. You can hear this kind of noise every day. Can your small body handle it?"

The student from Province H replied with a wry smile: "It's unbearable. There are more noises like this at night."

I asked curiously, "Isn't this a student dormitory provided by the school? Why are there people from the society living here?"

He sighed and explained, "It's not a student dormitory. The consultant told me that it was a student dormitory, but I found out that it was just a basement. But it's cheap here, only about 300 yuan a month. I've asked around, and it's expensive to live somewhere else, and I have to sign a one-year contract. I don't know when I'll go back while I'm studying here, so I'll just live here for the time being."

As he spoke, he pointed to a small room in front and said, "We're here. This is my room."

I pushed open the door and saw that the room was even smaller than I had imagined, probably less than two square meters. There was only enough space for a single bed, and the walls were damp and humid. The environment was extremely simple. I couldn't help but feel sad for their living conditions.

We continued chatting for a while, and the topic extended from the accommodation environment to each other's daily life, study confusion and future plans. During the conversation, I felt his inner tenacity and optimism. He did not complain about the difficult environment, but was full of expectations and longings for the future.

Time passed unknowingly, I looked at the watch and realized that I had classes in the afternoon, so I said goodbye to him and turned to walk towards the school. Although the distance was not far, my heart was full of emotion.

The afternoon sun shone through the windows into the school's conference room. The principal sat solemnly in the main seat and called all of our teachers together. He cleared his throat and began to speak: "Dear teachers, I want to say something today. The incident that happened in school today has had a significant negative impact on our school's reputation. I hope all of our teachers can learn from it and ensure that similar incidents do not happen again in the future."

He paused, looked at each of our teachers, and continued, "The relationship between teachers and students in our school should be solidarity and friendship. Every teacher here should establish a good teacher-student relationship with their students. What happened to Teacher Shen today has undoubtedly sounded the alarm for us. Our teachers must pay attention to methods and approaches in the teaching process, especially for those students who have difficulties in learning. We must have enough patience to tutor them and help them overcome their difficulties."

At this time, the principal smiled slightly, as if remembering something: "Just now I heard a student in the corridor say that today Teacher Wang went to the student dormitory and gave a one-on-one tutoring to a student who had learning difficulties. I think Teacher Wang's approach is very good and worthy of learning for every teacher here. We should establish a closer connection with students and understand and help them in various ways."

As soon as the principal finished speaking, Teacher Wu interrupted and said, "Principal, do students who are not good at drawing also need tutoring?" His question caused a slight discussion.

The principal smiled and nodded. "Of course we have to go for tutoring. Regardless of the subject, I suggest that every teacher visit the student dormitory at least once a week, especially those students who have learning difficulties. We can use this opportunity to understand their learning situation and help them solve the problems they encounter in their studies. Well, that's all I have to say today, so all teachers can go back to work."

After the principal finished speaking, Teacher Wu took the lead in applauding and said to everyone: "Teacher Wang's arrival immediately raised the ideological level of our teachers to a higher level."

I couldn't help but feel helpless. Teacher Wu's words were obviously teasing me and trying to attract hatred. Principal, you are wrong too. Who told you that I went to the student dormitory to tutor students? I was just curious about what the basement looked like and wanted to take a look. Tutoring? How could I have the time for that?

But I knew that I couldn't directly refute the principal's words in such an occasion. At the same time, I was thinking about finding a suitable opportunity to explain this misunderstanding to the teachers.

After the principal left, Teacher Wu slowly stood up and scanned the room. Teacher Wu frowned and said to himself, "Hey, where is Lao Shen?"

Teacher Li raised his head, put down the pen in his hand, and replied: "Oh, Lao Shen, he seemed to have had some dispute with a student and was beaten badly. He has been sent to the hospital." There was a hint of helplessness and worry in his tone.

"Oh, Teacher Wen and Teacher Li are here. Let's discuss the class schedule."

Teacher Li asked in confusion: What class are you arranging now?

Teacher Wu explained: "Don't we have to schedule visits to students? Teacher Wang has been there this week, so we will have to take turns to go next."

Teacher Li suddenly realized, "Oh, yes, this does need to be arranged. Let's go and find a quiet place to discuss it."

The three of them came to the conference room and sat down. Teacher Wu spoke first: "What do you think of the new teacher Wang?"

Teacher Li frowned and said, "I think he is a bit awkward. He is always looking for trouble when he comes here. He is teaching so many classes by himself. Look how capable he is."

When Teacher Wu heard what Teacher Li said, he understood what was going on. He nodded and continued, "Our principal likes to do this. He made a schedule for us some time ago."

Teacher Li asked in confusion: "What's the arrangement?"

Teacher Wu reminded: "Did you forget? It's what we discussed before. The last teacher to leave is responsible for locking the door."

Teacher Li suddenly realized: "Oh, yes, I remember now. But didn't Xiao Zhang take over this matter himself later?"

"Why is Xiao Zhang always the last one to leave?" asked Teacher Wu.

Teacher Li smiled and explained, "Teacher Wu, you may not know this. Xiao Zhang said he doesn't have a computer at home, so he plays games here at night."

Teacher Wu shook his head and smiled disapprovingly: "Okay, I see that he hasn't played games much recently. He always goes home with everyone else after get off work." He paused and looked around the office, as if looking for something.

Then, he turned his gaze back to Teacher Li, and his tone became firm: "Tell Xiao Zhang today and let him go home early today."

Teacher Li was a little puzzled and asked, "Who will be the last one to lock the door today?"

"As for class scheduling, there's a new teacher named Wang, so let's start with him." Teacher Wu blurted out, as if he had been planning this for a long time.

Teacher Li thought about it and suddenly understood Teacher Wu’s intention. He smiled and nodded: "Hehe, that's fine. Let Xiao Zhang get off work early as well. Okay, then I'll go and inform Xiao Zhang." After saying that, he stood up and prepared to leave.

Teacher Wu called him: "Hey, wait a moment. Go and inform Xiao Zhang, I'll go talk to Teacher Wang about locking the door." He turned and looked at Teacher Wen, and found that she had been sitting quietly by the side, not saying a word.

Teacher Wu frowned and said with some dissatisfaction: "Hey, Teacher Wen, don't just stand there and say nothing. Why don't you express your opinion?"

Teacher Wen raised his head and said slowly, "I agree, but haven't you divided the work this time? I'll talk to you later when I have the chance."

Teacher Wu was stunned for a moment, obviously not expecting Teacher Wen to have other plans. He smiled and said, "Oh, it seems that Teacher Wen is playing high and doesn't think highly of our little fights. Okay, since everyone agrees, let's adjourn."

The meeting had just ended and several teachers returned to their workstations, tidying up things on their desks and getting ready to go off work.

At this time, the voice of Teacher Wu broke the silence. He put one hand on the back of the chair, leaned forward slightly, and said to Teacher Wen opposite: "Hey, Teacher Wen, do you think our principal likes to make these shift systems? Every time he comes up with one thing after another, it's confusing. I remember that he also made a shift for locking the door last time. I wonder if it is Teacher Wang's turn to leave last today and wait for the door to be locked."

As soon as Teacher Wu finished speaking, Teacher Wen smiled and nodded in agreement. They both seemed to be accustomed to the principal's practices, with a bit of helplessness and ridicule.

Teacher Wu seemed to think that this was not enough. As if he wanted everyone to hear him, he suddenly turned around and shouted at me, "Really, Teacher Wang? You have to be prepared today. Maybe it will be your turn to lock the door last."

I was stunned for a moment, then I reacted and responded with a smile: "Oh, really? The school has this kind of schedule? I haven't heard of it." Although I said this, I knew in my heart that he was dissatisfied with what happened before and was deliberately teasing me.

When Mr. Wu saw my response, he seemed to have found new fun. He smiled proudly and continued, "Of course, Mr. Wang. This scheduling system is a major feature of our school. But don't worry, even if it's your turn, it won't be a big deal."

After saying that, he urged everyone: "Hey, it's time to get off work, let's go quickly and don't waste time here. Teacher Wang, aren't you leaving? Oh, by the way, Teacher Wang is going to stay and lock the door." After saying that, he laughed wildly.

His words were full of teasing and provocation, as if he was waiting to see me perform. However, I didn't care. I just smiled faintly and thought to myself, "Look at you, you are so arrogant. You really think you are an important person. You told me to lock the door at the end and I will listen to you? Are you crazy? I don't want to bother with you. I am going home after get off work."

So I packed up the things on the table, stood up and prepared to leave the office. Seeing this, other teachers also stood up and walked out of the office with me.

After returning home and having dinner, Xiaoxia and I went out for a stroll as usual. As we walked, we came to a small stall selling clothes on the side of the road and stopped to look. Xiaoxia's eyes were attracted by a small and exquisite camisole vest. The light yellow vest was printed with a light pink pattern, which gave people a fresh, pure and playful feeling.

When the stall owner noticed that Xiaoxia couldn't put the vest down but was hesitant about whether to buy it, he began to praise her nonstop: "Girl, you really have a discerning eye! This vest is tailor-made for you! Don't hesitate any longer, buy it quickly! Look, this is a big brand Kappa! It's very expensive in specialty stores, but you can get it here for only ten yuan, what a bargain! Moreover, this style is unique, there is only one like this, if you don't buy it now, you will regret it once you miss it!"

Xiaoxia picked up the dress lightly and tried it on herself: "Wang Dong, do you think this dress looks good on me?"

I nodded without hesitation and replied, "It looks good!" In fact, there is no need to think about it. With Xiaoxia's perfect figure, any clothes that fit her will exude charming charm. This is especially true for the deep V-neck and navel-exposing camisole in front of me. It just shows Xiaoxia's sexy and playful side.

After buying the vest, we continued walking forward. Not far away, we saw another clothes stall in front of us. The stall was full of all kinds of clothes, including long skirts, short sleeves, shirts, etc., with different styles and bright colors.

Xiaoxia's eyes were immediately attracted by a pair of pink shorts. She walked quickly to the stall, picked up the shorts and examined them carefully, with a satisfied look in her eyes.

I could tell she was wearing it to match the top she had just bought. She held the top in front of her shorts, as if imagining how it would look when she put it on. Sure enough, the colors of the two pieces matched very harmoniously, as if they were a natural set.

The stall owner also understood our intention at this time. He smiled and said to Xiaoxia: "Hey, little sister, you really know how to match clothes. That's right, the color of these shorts and your top goes very well."

Xiaoxia nodded with satisfaction, and then asked the boss how much the shorts cost. The boss replied, "Twenty-five for this one."

Xiaoxia was obviously not satisfied with the price. She frowned and was about to put down her shorts. At this time, the boss continued, "Little sister, I really didn't ask for too much. You can see from my stall that there is no profit on clothes. This one goes so well with your top. It would be a pity if you don't buy it."

Xiaoxia hesitated for a moment, thought about it and said to the boss: "Then give it a discount."

After hearing this, the boss sighed and said, "It's really not profitable, little sister."

"Forget it then." Xiaoxia said and pulled me to leave.

When the boss saw us leaving, he hurriedly said, "Don't go, don't go. Do you want the twenty yuan?"

I tugged at Xiaoxia's sleeve and said, "They said it's 20 yuan. I think these two go well together. Why don't we buy them?"

Xiaoxia stopped and turned to the boss and said, "Boss, get me the smallest size."

After a while, the boss brought the shorts and handed them to Xiaoxia. He smiled and said, "Little sister, to be honest, I don't make a penny selling these shorts to you for 20 yuan. It's because I think they look good on you that I can't bear to let you miss them."

After hearing this, Xiaoxia smiled sweetly and said to the boss: "Oh, boss, you are really good at talking."