The music class was taken over again

Qiao Zheng didn't know whether the method of increasing the presence was useful for increasing the favorability, but regardless of Teacher Yan's mood, she couldn't sit still, she just wanted to see her all the time.

She looked at the clear blue sky outside the window and thought about the face of her sweetheart. Unknowingly, she had recorded the moment when she smiled. Those images were naturally recorded in her rich water content and slow nerve current. In her brain, she can even understand the light and background of each moment, as clear as a close-up shot of a movie, and because of a time interval, the screen is covered with a time filter, like a treasured Every frame of a videotape is precious.

It was time for dinner, and Qiao Zheng couldn't help but walk around the conference room.

Some of the teachers inside were standing and some were sitting. She realized that the formal meeting was over, and now it was probably time for a private conversation.

Qiao Zheng slipped in and sat beside Yang Leqian.

Yang Leqian was amazed: "You are too courageous, why are you here?"

Qiao Zheng: "There's nothing to be afraid of. Is it over? Why haven't you left yet?"

Yang Leqian frowned and said, "I can't leave, I have to report to Director Yan why my grades are poor."

Qiao Zheng didn't hear it, her beautiful almond eyes kept gazing at Yan Ze's body.

Yan Ze was talking to several class teachers, and sometimes Yan Ze's face would be blocked by the teachers' bodies, so Qiao Zheng had no choice but to stretch his neck and turn his head around.

Yang Leqian noticed her strangeness: "Who are you looking at?"

Qiao Zheng shook her head: "I didn't look at anyone."

Yang Leqian didn't believe it, there was no 300 taels of silver here, Qiao Zheng looked like a giraffe just now.

Qiao Zheng's words were concealing, Yang Leqian was curious, and looked in the direction of Qiao Zheng's gaze, there were not many people in front of her, there were Teacher Yan, Teacher Lei, and Teacher Yu, the head teacher of class three, who was a lover. A middle-aged woman in red and green, and the other is the head teacher of Class Six, with a shaved head and a smooth cyan color on the top of her head.

Who is Qiao Zheng looking at, and there is no such handsome guy as Yushu Linfeng.

Qiaozheng listened to Yan Ze say to the teacher from below: "Your class's math scores have always been good before, but this time it has fallen sharply. By the way, Pei An in your class, I have an impression of this little girl. She hasn't lost her age before." Twenty, why suddenly there are more than 100 people."

Teacher Yu looked absent-minded, and his tone was not kind: "There are ups and downs in grades, isn't this normal? If someone's grades decline, they should analyze and analyze. If they are not tired, they will be exhausted."

Yan Ze choked for a moment, didn't get angry, and continued, "I know what you mean, but the current situation is that the math grades in class three have dropped too abnormally, don't you know you should care about that? And Pei An, It suddenly dropped so much, you are her head teacher, and you should also pay attention to her recent situation."

Teacher Yu's impatience was all written on his face: "I know, I will care about the students in my own class."

Teacher Lei didn't think it was a big deal, so he went over to add fuel to the fire: "Mr. Yu, whoever is pretentious in the tender class, I will kill him!"

Yan Ze: "..."

Yu Mingxiu: "..."

Qiao Zheng kicked the stool in front of her and muttered, "It's so annoying!"

But she can't help Teacher Shangyan a little bit, she is just a music teacher, she is soft-spoken, no one takes her seriously.

Yu Mingxiu gave Lei Xueming a white look: "Stop talking nonsense!"

Lei Xueming was choked up, and he also said hey, the aura of Lei Gong in front of Xue Ming could not be displayed at all.

Qiaozheng tried not to laugh: "Why do I think they are so like an old married couple?"

Yang Leqian went to pinch Qiao Zheng's arm: "Don't talk nonsense, Mr. Lei has a family, okay? This is Mr. Yu..."

Yang Leqian suddenly fell silent, looked around, lowered her voice and said, "Teacher Yu has been divorced, and now she is still taking care of the child alone."

Several old teachers in the office would gossip about the school gossip. Yang Leqian had a low sense of presence and rarely participated in their discussions, but her ears grew there. Over time, she also heard a lot of sour family ethics. play.

Parents are short-lived, aunts-in-law and daughter-in-law are passed on one after another, and after adding oil and vinegar in the middle, it becomes a story of ups and downs, joy, anger, sorrow and joy.

Yang Leqian also felt that these rumors were not reliable enough, so she added: "I'll just talk casually."

Yang Leqian talked casually, and Qiao Zheng listened casually, she was not interested in these gossips.

There is only three inches of space in the human heart. Once you have someone you like, there is less room for other people.

Yan Ze became the director at a young age. Given her age, it is difficult to convince the public. There are still a few people like Yang Leqian who are so frightened when they see her, and most of them are old teachers over 40 years old. The concept is deeply ingrained, and being controlled by a person who can be a daughter, the knot in my heart is very stubborn.

Qiaozheng felt uncomfortable when she remembered that she always contradicted her in the past. If she had pretended to be a well-behaved and harmless little rabbit from the beginning, would she like herself more?