Look at each other

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After one round, through their speech and behavior and the surnames of some well-known industry tycoons, I guess that half of the people in this class are from wealthy families, and some of them can say without exaggeration that even if they achieve nothing, they are not afraid. Sitting and eating mountain empty.

That's why it's so noisy.

I sneaked a glance at Xia Xiaoyou, how much gift money did your father receive from others? He made a lot of money, but he suffered a lot from us low-level teachers.

The room was full of students, and the five fingers who were interested in reading could count, but the boy named Shen Lingyi sitting on An Jie's right, was just like his name, wearing silver-rimmed glasses, with a delicate and gentle appearance, just like a textbook like a bully.

After a round of self-introduction, there was not much time left in one class. Xia Xiaoyou arranged for them to study by themselves, and I followed her to get the textbooks and materials used by the teachers, and gave me a single Chinese subject that was registered with their entrance exam scores. And the roster of total grades, as expected, Shen Lingyi's grades are at the top, and I found An Jie in the lower-ranked names, thinking about my brother's instructions, is it so frustrating to this extent.

"Mr. Xia, how is An Jie's usual performance?" I turned my head to look at Xia Xiaoyou, who was already engaged in lesson preparation.

She heard the sound and looked up at me: "He is always in a daze in class. Although he is not very noisy, according to other teachers, as long as Chen Fan provokes him, he will fight with Chen Fan regardless of time and place. Why, he is you Brother?"

"No, he is my nephew."

She nodded knowingly, and said to me as if thinking of something: "If you have prepared the class, you can go home early. As long as it is not your evening self-study, you can leave work after class. After all, they probably won't Do you have any questions about your studies?"

I saw that the next class on the timetable was mathematics, and when the bell rang, Xia Xiaoyou went to the classroom with a few books.I took out the notebook provided by the school from the drawer, and after turning it on, teaching software and some commonly used social software were neatly arranged on the desktop.It must have been installed by Xia Xiaoyou, unexpectedly she was quite careful.

There is not much to prepare for the lesson today, because there are only four classes and one class, so it is relatively easy.However, after a long time, the lesson preparation work was completed. Thinking about Xia Xiaoyou's words, I started to pack my things and prepare to go home.

It just so happened that the bell rang for the end of get out of class, and just as I was hesitating whether to say hello to Xia Xiaoyou before going back, she stepped on the first bell and walked into the office.

Why did you step into the office as soon as the bell rang on your front foot, the legendary flash?

I suppressed the idea of ​​complaining, and greeted her with a smile: "Mr. Xia, I was thinking of saying hello to you before going home."

"I happen to be going home too, do you need me to give you a ride?" She put the book in her hand on the desk and asked.

Ah, the courtesy of social people, at this time you should politely decline and express your gratitude.

"Thank you, Teacher Xia, but there's no need. My brother said he would pick me up today, so he can learn about An Jie's studies by the way."

She nodded and didn't say anything else, it was just a courtesy.Of course, my brother never said anything about coming to pick me up, but it was just a tactful way of refusing.

After saying goodbye to Xia Xiaoyou, I drove home leisurely, and if the road was clear, I could still catch lunch.

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Teacher An: Heh, courtesy of social people╭(╯^╰)╮

Teacher Xia: Heh, the politeness of social people╭(╯^╰)╮

☆、Chapter 4

The next day's class is in the afternoon, although Xia Xiaoyou said that it's okay to sleep in the afternoon class until noon before going to school, but I was still caught out of the bed by my mother early in the morning, and I ate breakfast slowly. Went to school on time.

When I got to the office, Xia Xiaoyou had arrived early and was lying on the table to catch up on sleep.Seeing her face buried in her arms, I consciously took a light step, put the canvas bag on the table lightly, pulled the chair away and sat down, just when I was about to take out my notebook and familiarize myself with the class content, a voice came from behind me. It was as thin as the sound of mosquitoes and flies.

"Come here so early?" The voice was actually a bit nasty and drowsy, which was quite different from the "iceberg" I remembered yesterday.

"It's still not as early as Teacher Xia." I turned to look at her, she was still lying on the table, her soft long hair was spread out and scattered on her shoulders.

"Because there is class in the first period." She raised her head from her arms, her eyes were half closed, and her blue eyes became brighter after being covered with a layer of water vapor, but there were suddenly two black spots in her eyes. I cast a faint look: "Didn't you have no class in the morning? Why do you still come to school?"

My first reaction was that these colored contact lenses are really good-looking. I must ask which store I bought them when I have a chance in the future, and then I realized Xia Xiaoyou's style of painting changed suddenly today, and it was not at all yesterday's "cold" "Bingshan" Fan, unexpectedly a bit childish, could it be because he was sleepy?I don't know why, seeing her like this makes me want to tease her.

"I came to be a model worker. Did you get beaten by your father?"

"Yeah. I talked to my dad yesterday about what I said before, and then we had a fight. He said he couldn't win me, but he couldn't get angry, so he beat me up." She nodded and said seriously .

I was surprised and asked without thinking: "Really?"

"Fake." She replied without changing her face.

"..."

Are you happy now?

"You can believe that too." She looked at my sullen face and giggled, with a stupid look on her face, a canine tooth shining brightly, "It was just playing games last night, and the one who couldn't control himself stayed up all night I don’t feel it at home, but when I get to school, I just want to sleep, and I still want to ask for sick leave today.”

The corner of my mouth twitched, your dad is the school manager, you are wayward.

She also stopped talking, turned her head and lay on her arms and continued to catch up on sleep.It wasn't until the class bell rang that she got up shaking her head and went to class with a book in her hand.I sat in the office, familiarized myself with the class content and reviewed the class ppt I made yesterday.

In order to relieve the tension during class, I left the office and ran secretly to steal the teacher. I stayed outside several classrooms, and watched the status and method of the teacher's class through the small window in the back door.It may be that the eyes are too hot, many students who are closer to the back door glanced back at me, trying to see the face pasted on the window clearly, but the window may reflect light, those students could not see my specific appearance clearly, only the back window. There was a face on the table, perhaps out of the fear of being dominated by the head teacher, they seemed to instinctively thought that the head teacher was watching secretly, so they were so scared that they sat up straight, and those who were dozing on the table were also taken by their kind deskmate. After waking up, he rubbed his bleary sleepy eyes and looked around in confusion, then hurriedly picked up the pen, putting on an air of listening carefully.