The music class was taken over again

It seems that my aunt is very happy to lead the red line this time, and the communication efficiency is extremely high. The next day, Qiao Zheng found out that someone had added her as a friend on WeChat.

The boy took the initiative to chat with her, and the wording was very appropriate, neither too warm nor make the girl feel cold.

Qiaozheng was a little guilty, she had no intention of dating, she replied that I was shopping with my best friend, and then started to play dead.

With nothing else to do, she opened Yan Ze's circle of friends, but she did not expect that one was just updated today.

"After the college entrance examination reform, these six types of students are more likely to get high scores"

"Comprehensive Review Tips, it's ready!" "

"Three plus three for the college entrance examination, the package becomes a buffet"

She must have been bored, so she clicked on it. The article introduced the new policy, analyzed how many majors each combination can apply for, and the provinces to be tested next year.

Qiaozheng didn't expect that one day, there would be no division of subjects in arts and sciences. She was thinking, many people don't like to study politics and physics, so wouldn't some teachers lose their jobs?

Teacher Yan received quite a few likes, and there were New Year greetings in the comments, probably sent by the parents of the students.

She also likes one.

Without the leader by her side, Qiao Zheng felt empty and lonely. She called once, but the other party didn't answer, probably because there were relatives at home.

Teacher Yan's mouth is dry right now.

"Xiaoyan, what's the matter with the fact that there is no division of subjects in arts and sciences? My daughter will enter high school next year. She is not good at math. Can she not choose math?"

Don't learn math yet, think beautifully!

Yan Ze admired himself for being able to keep smiling, and said, "Of course not. You must learn language and mathematics. How can you not learn mathematics?"

"Do you hear me? You must learn mathematics. I told you to go to cram school and you still don't want to go. Okay, I will listen to you this time. You must go to cram school after the high school entrance examination."

"That...Xiaoyan, can you make up lessons for my daughter?"

"I'm afraid it won't work. I'm going back in the third year of junior high school. This year's students are about to take the college entrance examination. I don't have a few days off."

Several older cousins ​​have children, some have graduated from junior high school, some are in the first year of high school, and some are about to take the college entrance examination.

"Did you hear that, your aunt's school doesn't have weekends and weekends. Morning reading begins at six o'clock in the morning. You sleep until the sun is high every day. You're still taking the exam like this!"

Yan Ze persuaded: "Each school has its own regulations. If you are too tight, it may not be a good thing. The following high school time is very tight."

"Xiaoyan, my son got a score of [-] in the pre-holiday test. Do you think this score can pass the test for Haida? He has always wanted to study there?"

Yan Ze took a deep breath, she was exhausted physically and mentally, facing the earnest eyes of her relatives, she really didn't want to hit him and said, "This score is still a few tenths away from the scoring line", so she tactfully said: "The test questions are not standardized. It’s equivalent to the college entrance examination, the model in March is quite accurate, and there are still a few months left, and the child’s potential can still be stimulated, maybe you will not look down on Shanghai University by then.”

Some asked: "My daughter is always in the top ten now, Beiqing Fu will be able to hand in one."

Yan Ze: "Maybe you will consider Harvard and Cambridge then."

After seeing off the guests, her throat was about to smoke. It was the same as taking a class all morning, but it was more aggrieved than in class. You can scold as much as you want in class, but you have to talk around the bush in front of relatives. During the Chinese New Year, everyone wants to hear something good.

She understands that today's parents hold their children at the top of their hearts. Who doesn't want their children to become dragons and daughters to become phoenixes? If there is a teacher in the family, it is like having a free consultant.

After helping her parents clean up the leftovers, she found that there was a missed call. After seeing the familiar name, she began to feel faintly excited.

"My aunt introduced me to a civil servant. He is quite handsome. He seems to work in the Sports Bureau. You know that there are no handsome men in reality." Qiao Zheng said excitedly.

"You like -- have you met?" Yan Ze's heart beat faster, and an unprecedented sense of tension swept through her brain, and she could no longer maintain her composure.

This girl had blatantly teased her for so long, but at this moment, she said she was going on a blind date.

Yan Ze couldn't accept it.

"Not yet. My aunt introduced you. You won't lie to me. You can't go wrong with someone who has a golden rice bowl." The girl's voice was very excited, but the dark-bellied Miejue Shi could tell that this kind of excitement was not because of finding a golden tortoise. The excitement of her son-in-law, she was expecting her own reaction.

Can't be wrong?

Yan Ze sneered: "This is a golden job. The Compulsory Education Law of the People's Republic of China stipulates that the average salary of teachers should not be lower than the average salary of local civil servants."

High school does not belong to the stage of compulsory education, but she assured that Teacher Qiao would not be able to detect this little mistake.

"That's right, and it's not easy for civil servants to be promoted. You look like an official, but you are actually not as good as you, Teacher Yan, who manage more than 2000 students. You can leave whatever homework you want, take exams if you want, and take music classes if you want. Taking up music class, if you want to procrastinate the class, who dares to say that you are not?"

Compare your blind date to me so quickly.

"But I also want to try it. It's fine if my personality doesn't match. You see, I've never been in a serious relationship." Qiao Zheng said.

Yan Ze was silent, the phone was still connected, she didn't know what to say, at this time it seemed that any language was inappropriate, and she couldn't express "you don't want to date him" and "what does your business have to do with me" at the same time Conflicting information.

"Hello? Are you still listening? If I get married with him, I'll move out and won't bother you anymore. "

If you procrastinate and make mistakes, you should stop when you stop.

"Let's talk about it when I get back." She pressed the end button.

The world is in a trance, the sky and the snow seem to be upside down, time goes back to the scene just now again and again.

Wait until I get back.

What kind of speech is this, what kind of attitude is this.

Unclear, ambiguous, perfunctory.

Human character is vague and elastic, and sometimes this terrible elasticity has run through two extremes.

The most fickle and resolute person is unable to make a decision at a certain moment or on a certain matter.

She became timid and didn't dare to call back. The paper on the window was not broken, but it was already wet with wet hands. It was no longer as strong as before. It became transparent and weak. The people on both sides never The clear boundaries became ambiguous, vaguely looking at each other's translucent shadows at both ends of the window paper.

Qiao Zheng listened to the mechanical sound on the phone in a daze.

What do you mean when I go back.

The amount of information is a bit large, and her little head turns quickly.Who am I going on a blind date with? Why do I have to wait for you to come back? This means that you want to interfere in this matter.

Alright, Mrs. Miejue, I'm looking forward to your intervention. It's best to intervene and mess up this matter.

On the second day of junior high school, Yan Ze met a few former colleagues, and the news in the province was better. Yan Ze talked to them about the same things, and got a test paper.

On the third day of the first lunar month, Teacher Yan got on the long-distance bus back to school. The small town was not her hometown. Looking at the poplars and loess, she felt that "it is more timid to be close to the hometown".

She took a taxi back to the community. According to the local customs, the children go to visit their grandparents in the third grade of junior high school. She thought that Qiao Zheng hadn't come back, but she didn't expect to look at this girl as soon as she entered the door. She was bending over with a lollipop in her mouth. Waist mopping the floor.She was alone at home, she didn't even wear underwear, she was still wearing the Schrödinger pajamas, bent over, and had a good time.

The betting paper in Teacher Yan's hand fell off.

The lollipop in Qiao Zheng's mouth also dropped.

Qiao Zheng hurried to pick up her lollipop, and Teacher Yan hurried to pick up her test paper.

The lollipop was soiled and could no longer be eaten, so Qiao Zheng threw it into the trash can regretfully.

Yan Ze put away the test paper, rolled it up, Qiao Zheng went up to read it, grabbed a corner of the paper, and wanted to snatch it.

Teacher Yan stared at her with an unkind expression: "Quickly let go."

Qiaozheng only saw the words "Secret Volume", and muttered, "Is it okay if I take a look?"

"No." Teacher Yan was firm.

"You're guarding against me?" Qiao Zheng whimpered and complained.

Yan Ze said: "You have to deal with your civil servants, of course I have to be on guard."

Qiaozheng licked her face and said sweetly, "I'm not with him, I'm with you, let me see."

Teacher Yan still refused to relax: "There are so many things in this world that cause misfortune, so we must guard against it."

Qiao Zheng laughed and said, "Xiao Qiang will take the blame for what she did wrong."

She only hated that she didn't study Chinese well, and couldn't immediately understand the meaning of this idiom, so she teased a sentence, and her hands were not idle, and she started to Baidu to trouble Xiao Qiang's meaning.

"Ah!" she cried out uncontrollably.

"It refers to disasters happening at home, and it is a metaphor for internal disasters; it is also a metaphor for people around you bringing disasters."

According to Baidu Encyclopedia, the entries and explanations are indifferent and unfeeling, but bringing it into a certain context is enough to give a girl who is full of love the biggest surprise.

Yan Ze picked up her mobile phone and said calmly, "You don't even know what this idiom means."

Qiaozheng said proudly: "You can't learn from Mr. Wuliu if you want to learn. It's not good to ask for a deep understanding. You have to stick to words."

Yan Ze was surprised: "You still know Mr. Wuliu."

"Isn't it Ouyang Xiu?"

Math teacher Yan Ze's mouth twitched, and Tao Yuanming's coffin could no longer be held down...

"It's not important," Qiao Zheng skipped the topic, "If you don't use the wrong idiom, I'll be your shameless Xiao Qiang."

Yan Ze smiled faintly: "Speak human."

"Be your wife." Qiao Zheng didn't know where the courage came from, and she became nervous after speaking, trying to catch the change in Teacher Yan's expression.

Teacher Yan is a person who is very good at hiding his emotions, his face is calm, as if he didn't hear anything.

Qiao Zhengxu clenched her fists, she won't be angry, right?

"it is good."

Qiao Zheng was shy for a while, turned over and pressed the leader on the sofa.

The author has something to say: about the end of the college entrance examination (the college entrance examination in the article), there may be extra episodes, thank you.