The whole world thinks I can exorcise ghosts

Although it is an extra-curricular tutoring school, its planning and management are no different from Huangdi Wennian's public school. The biggest difference is that the grade span is somewhat mixed. From elementary school to high school, from full-time to weekends, there are all kinds of students.

Huang Diwen applied for a small class of three to five students. The small class was full of five people, three girls and two boys. Three of them were just tutoring for this summer vacation, and the other was enrolled as a full-time one-year student just like him.

The teacher in charge is a short-haired female teacher named Zhu Yating. She looks like she is only in her twenties. She has short hair and shawl. Things are appreciated.

However, can such a young class teacher lead the students well?

Song Nan was somewhat skeptical about this.

Huang Diwen seemed to like the new head teacher quite a bit. The teacher took him to visit several classrooms, and then went to the teaching and research group to say hello to other teachers. Song Nan was also lucky enough to walk around with him, and found that the place was quite big.

"Xiaowen is a full-time newspaper, and the school still has to take part in the midterm and final exams." Teacher Zhu said while writing things down in the notebook, "Pay more attention to the classmate group, and there is Keep in touch with the previous class teacher, and these exams cannot be missed."

Song Nan nodded for Huang Diwen, and asked about his class schedule. Teacher Zhu gave Huang Diwen a piece of schedule while explaining to Huang Diwen, "Saturday makes up for half a day, and Sunday is off, but I just listened to the financial statement. Colleagues on the side said that you gave free courses in the first month, so there may be no courses on Saturdays and Sundays in this month."

"It's okay." Song Nan took the timetable and looked at it, then nodded, "Please trouble Teacher Zhu."

"It should be," Teacher Zhu said while holding the phone, "Since you are Xiaowen's parent, let's exchange numbers so that we can contact you in case of emergency."

Song Nan hurriedly took out his mobile phone and wrote down Teacher Zhu's phone number. Song Nan only looked at the start time and end time on the schedule, frowned slightly, pulled Huang Diwen aside and took the 100 yuan that Zhang He gave him in the morning. He said, "Go down and eat something by yourself at noon. There is food on the first and second floors of Zhongtian Plaza in the back. I will pick you up after school in the afternoon if I have nothing to do."

Huang Diwen took the money and nodded, "Then I'm going to class."

"Well, build a good relationship with your classmates." Song Nan was a little worried, "Don't be like a wooden pile and can't hold back your farts for a long time. Don't you usually talk a lot at home? Ask the teacher if you don't know. We gave the money, he is obliged to teach you until the teacher scolds you and beats you, just call me..."

Huang Diwen nodded repeatedly, and did not enter the small classroom with his schoolbag until Song Nan had nothing to do.

After thinking about it, Song Nan was still not at ease. He ran to Zhongtian Square, found a milk tea shop and bought a lot of milk tea and brought them to the head teacher's office. Bag to Mr. Zhu, "Mr. Zhu, please send a copy to each of Xiaowen's teachers. I don't remember everyone's faces. From now on, Xiaowen will ask everyone."

Teacher Zhu took it with a smile, "It's all what we should do, so don't waste your money."

Song Nan quickly waved his hands, "No cost, no cost."

Teacher Zhu took the milk tea to the teaching and research group to distribute. Song Nan took the milk tea in his hand and went to the front desk. Yuan Xiaoai was answering the phone. Seeing him stunned, he pointed to the sofa beside him and motioned him to sit down.

Song Nan waved his hand, and glanced at the inner room twice, probably because it was too early, and there was no one in the reception room, but it seemed that Yuan Xiaoai's voice was a bit loud, warm and drizzle, and Song Nan listened to it , I answered the parent's consultation call.

After waiting for 2 minutes, Yuan Xiaoai hung up the phone, and Song Nan handed over the milk tea, "Please drink."

Yuan Xiaoai took the milk tea and smiled, "Xiaowen has to start class today."

"Yeah." Song Nan nodded, "I'm the most familiar with you in this place, although we don't know much, but since you drank my milk tea, help me take care of my brother."

Just as Yuan Xiaoai was about to insert a straw into the mouth of the cup, she raised her eyebrows, "Fortunately, I haven't drank yet."

"Hey, hey, don't bother me," Song Nan smiled, "Please help me."

"Okay," Yuan Xiaoai inserted a straw and took a sip, "Who made you handsome."

"Thank you." Song Nan cupped his fists at her, "Does your teacher go home for lunch?"

"What kind of teacher am I? I'm just an administrative front desk." Yuan Xiaoai pulled a chair and sat down, put down the milk tea and began to enter information into the form on the computer, "I brought my own meals, and I can't afford to eat takeout every day with this salary. "

"Is there a microwave oven here?" Song Nan looked around but didn't see it.

"Yes," Yuan Xiaoai said, "There is a beverage room behind the fifth classroom, and there are four microwave ovens in it, where teachers and students can heat up meals."

Song Nan was already thinking about it, and thanked her again. When he turned around and walked out, he remembered that he had come with Fengyue before. He was afraid that Huang Diwen would be late, so he didn't go to the parking lot with Fengyue. , I don't know if the person left at the moment.

"Well, do you know Fengyue's office?" Song Nan turned back and asked.

"Feng Yue?" Yuan Xiaoai was taken aback, "Who is it?"

"Your boss!" Song Nan was a little speechless, "Isn't your class too good? The boss is your bread and butter!"

"There is no such person." Yuan Xiaoai shook her head, and glanced at the time in the lower right corner of the computer, "I have to go to the consulting department for a morning meeting, so I won't talk to you." Xia Song Nan was in a mess.

Song Nan took out his mobile phone and dialed Fengyue's number, and said with a smile in his heart, you are too insignificant as a boss.

Fengyue has been busy with Pei Guang's resort project recently. He hasn't been here since the renovation of Venus, because he didn't have much time to come, so he didn't specially set up an office for him during the renovation.

As soon as Su Ke entered the door with her bag in hand, she saw someone sitting behind the office chair, "Feng Yue?"

"You're here." Feng Yue stood up from the chair and looked at the time, "Are you late?"

"I've been busy recently and forgot, the car ran out of gas in the tunnel, and the taxi came and got stuck all the way." Su Ke put the bag on the table, "Didn't you say you couldn't come?"

"It just so happens that I'm free today." Feng Yue said as he stepped aside, "Are there a few conference rooms in the reception room?"

"Well," Su Ke took a glass of water for herself, "What's the matter? Have a meeting?"

"Leave the youngest one to me," Feng Yue said, "I'll come here occasionally, I can't stay in your office all the time."

"What's wrong with my office?" Su Ke said with a smile, "Anyway, you won't come here often when you're busy, and when the middle school starts on September [-], you won't have time to come here."

Fengyue recalled what Song Nan said unintentionally before, and said firmly, "It's better to have one room, just the smallest one. The serious plan for the project at Heishuiwan has not yet come out, and there is nothing to be busy about. I guess I will come here often this summer vacation, and if the teachers don’t recruit enough, let’s see which subject is missing, and I’ll take the lead first.”

"That's all right, I happen to be recruiting high school English and physics teachers recently." Su Ke handed a glass of water to Fengyue, "Good school teacher, if the money is not in place, I can't find it, and I don't want to accept it if it's almost there. , just missing."

"Look at the class schedule and line up," Feng Yue took a sip of water and put it aside, not caring much, "Any subject is fine, I can arrange the time."

Su Ke nodded, and looked at the time, "It just so happens that you came here today, and the morning meeting will be held right away, so you can come together, so that the teachers can recognize you."

"I won't go." Feng Yue said with a smile, "It's enough to recognize you."

"That won't work," Su Ke said, "You pay more than me, and you are the big boss after all."

Feng Yue had no choice but to go out with her, and Su Ke said again, "Let's have a meal together at noon, called Zhou Qi, doesn't he teach mathematics? I want to invite him over, there is still a shortage of mathematics in the junior high school summer class teacher."

"Then he must be happy to come..." Feng Yue said with a smile, the mobile phone in his pocket rang twice, he took it out and took a look to show Song Nan.

"Go first," Feng Yue gestured to Su Ke, "I'll answer the phone."

Su Ke glanced at him, said the meeting place, and left first. Feng Yue glanced at the big classroom where classes had already started, picked up the phone and walked two steps towards the entrance of the corridor, "Are you done?"

"Well, class has already started," Song Nan said, "I just want to ask, are you still going to Qiyang Town today? If you don't, I'll leave first."

"There are still some things to deal with here." Fengyue recalled Su Ke's talk about eating together at noon and arranging classes, and said to the other end of the phone. Let’s go and deliver the contracts of the companies that measure the square.”

"Okay." Song Nan answered and hung up the phone.

Song Nan took a look at the early time, so he simply went to the supermarket in the nearby shopping mall, bought two bowls for microwave ovens for Huang Diwen, took a bus to the station, and took the shuttle bus back home at 11:30.

If Fengyue hadn't said that he was going to hand over the contract in the afternoon, he originally planned to find a place to stay until the afternoon and pick up Huang Diwen back together. The class end time on the schedule seems to be 04:30.

The sky was fine in the morning, but now the sun was hiding behind the clouds, and it looked like it was raining, so Song Nan didn’t bother to go back to get food by himself. In the mahjong parlor next door, people played cards for a while before getting up and walking home.

The scene of Liu Hao borrowing his body from him the night before was still vivid in my mind. Although it was still broad daylight, Song Nan was a little embarrassed because Fengyue was not there.

When I met Zhang He at the corner of the post office, Song Nan still greeted him politely, but Zhang He seemed not to hear him, bowed his head and staggered away from him and walked the other way.

Song Nan curled his lips and clicked his tongue, thinking that this cultural person turned his face faster than turning a book, and he looked like he was begging for help in the morning, and he would ignore this thing once he got it.

Fortunately, Song Nan has been used to this man's ostentatious appearance since he went to middle school, so he didn't take it to heart, and walked towards home hesitantly, thinking for a while that if Liu Hao came to him again, what should he do? How to deal with it.

As soon as he walked to the door and took out the key to open the door, he saw Aunt Zhang holding a bowl and looking around, and saw Song Nan asking, "Did you see my Zhang He?"

"I just met at the post office at the intersection." Song Nan turned the key in the lock, and asked casually, "What's the matter?"

"It's lunch time and I can't find anyone," Aunt Zhang frowned, "Your Uncle Zhang must have gone to the mahjong parlor to give money to people again, and Zhang He can't find anyone, it's so annoying."

"Uncle Zhang is not in the mahjong parlor." Song Nan said, "I just came back from there, but I didn't see anyone. Did Zhang He look for him?"

"Not here?" Aunt Zhang frowned, "I was talking to Liu Bingcai from Heishuiwan in the morning, and the two went to the street together, saying they were going to play cards." Aunt Zhang put the bowl down, "Then I have to Look around, it seems to be raining today."

Song Nan raised his head and glanced at the sky, it was dark, and it was estimated that it would rain heavily in a while, he hesitated, and said to Aunt Zhang, "Don't worry about it, I'll find it for you, I just finished my meal."

"That's okay." Aunt Zhang shook her head, "I'll go."

"It's okay," Song Nan went into the house and took an umbrella out, and said to Aunt Zhang, "It's okay, you can eat first, anyway, I have nothing to do in the afternoon."

After Dad left, Uncle Zhang and Aunt Zhang were very nice to him and Huang Diwen. Although Zhang He Gou looked low and never got along with him, seeing Aunt Zhang's anxious look, Song Nan planned not to know him as well.