English teacher is also very annoying today

50

After supper, Wu Li washed the dishes without any hassle.

When he came out of the kitchen, he saw Ying Yu holding a flashlight and looking at his right hand meticulously.

"Are you reading palmistry?" Wu Li asked amusedly.

Ying Yu raised his head solemnly: "I stuck my finger on the phone screen."

Thinking that Ying Yu was joking, Wu Li asked questions all over his head: "Then shouldn't you look at the injury on the phone screen?" He turned his eyes to the phone that was thrown on the sofa, the glass screen was covered with mottled and interlaced broken marks.

Wu Li was shocked: "What kind of hand is that! Can you tie the phone screen like this?"

Ying Yu held up his injured hand and was speechless for a while.

Why bother with a phone screen?

51

Ying Yu's mobile phone had a broken screen before, but it didn't affect the daily operation. Ying Yu originally thought that he would wait until his salary was paid this month before changing to another mobile phone, so he just kept using it.

...and then I got stuck in my hand by the glass shards from the phone screen.

The light of the flashlight is not good-looking, Ying Yu shined on his hands for a long time, but his eyes felt sour, but he couldn't find the glass shards that had invaded the skin of his fingertips.

Wu Li took the flashlight and looked at Ying Yu's hand for a long time, then found a roll of medical tape from the medicine box in front of Ying Yu.

Ying Yu had no choice but to remind him: "The broken glass hasn't been cleared yet, so it can't be bandaged like this?"

Wu Li tore off the tape, guessing that the tape had been placed in the medicine box for a long time, and the adhesive attached to the tape had already melted away, and it became stickier when it came into contact with the air.

Wu Li put the adhesive tape on Ying Yu's index finger, and while pressing it carefully, he asked Ying Yu for feedback: "Is it here?"

Glass shards are invisible to the naked eye, but embedded in the skin cannot be ignored. Ying Yu can feel the pain from the foreign object squeezing the fingers under the touch, and the fine stinging pain bites the pulp of the finger, as if there is a growth in the flesh. A steel needle.

Ying Yu endured the pain and frowned and nodded. Wu Li pressed the right position, but he didn't understand the function of this tape.

Ying Yu was afraid that the more the shards of glass were pushed in, the harder it would be to take them out.

"Shh!" Wu Li tore off the adhesive tape, and shone the light on the sticky side under the flashlight, a tiny grain of glass shards broke out into a bright light.

"Does it still hurt?" Wu Li tapped Ying Yu's index finger again, but this time there was no piece of tape between them, and the fingertips of the two felt obvious, itchy, like a feather licking the palm.

Ying Yu withdrew his hand abruptly, raised his eyelids and stared at Wu Li with wide eyes.

"Do you still have glass in your hand?" Wu Li said and wanted to grab Ying Yu's hand to look at it, but he avoided it. "how?"

Ying Yu's expression returned to normal, and he took out iodine wine from the medicine box to disinfect his fingers, "There is tape residue on your hands, which are sticky."

Wu Li, who was suddenly disgusted, looked down at his hands, got up and went back to the kitchen to wash his hands.

Ying Yu held his index finger in a daze, and immediately clutched his chest in a panic to find out the symptoms of "arrhythmia".

52

Ying Yu changed his phone during his lunch break the next day.

Shen Wu was the first to find out about the replacement of his mobile phone, "Didn't you say that you have to wait until you get paid to buy it?"

"If you sell the fund, you will have surplus money." Ying Yu felt sorry for the sold fund, put his left hand on his right wrist, and stared blankly at his index finger.

Shen Wu didn't know what kind of mysterious ceremony this was, so he took the initiative to ask: "Why do you look at your hands like this?"

Ying Yu looked solemn, and compared the data with last night, "My heartbeat has slowed down."

Shen Wu asked with concern: "What's your pulse?"

"65."

"It seems to be a normal value, right?" Shen Wu vaguely remembered the normal frequency of his heart rate. "Have you not rested recently?"

Ying Yu thought it made sense, went to the dean's office, and cut straight to the point: "I want to ask for leave."

"Why do you ask for leave?" The dean once again assumed the middle school posture, standing in front of the window with his hands in his pockets, his face could not be seen clearly under the light behind his back, and only a burly and funny figure could be seen.

"I do not feel well."

"Where does it hurt?"

"Feel uncomfortable."

"roll."

53

Ying Yu's vacation request was ruthlessly rejected by the dean, and what was even worse was that he had to go to the second class to deal with those little bastards in the next class.

Since Wuli began to teach the second class of physics, the students have become more and more picky about Yu's accent.It's not the first time he's been dismissed as American English.

Ying Yu has never satisfied the unreasonable demands of the students in class two, and this time is no exception, "You all just can't learn American English, and you have found a way for yourself. You think my American pronunciation is not good, but you speak a British one. show me?"

A student stood up unconvinced and confronted Ying Yu, "You are the one who can't learn it yourself, you can only teach American English! If you didn't teach it, how could we!"

Another student echoed: "Exactly! Isn't it bad to dislike a refrigerator, we have to be able to refrigerate it!"

More and more students are making rebuttal voices: "If the teacher can't do his duty well, he will just throw the blame away!"

"First, the textbook is American English, why do I have to change myself to teach in English?" Ying Yu opened the textbook's editor's preface and projected it on the stage, "Second, it's not what you like, the teacher has to live like that Look. Last point, your spoken English is really bad."

After Ying Yu finished speaking, he ordered a few people to come on stage to read the dialogue, and scolded them head-on and face-to-face with the question.

"This is your favorite fault-finding. How do you feel?" Ying Yu asked the students standing on the podium with grievances.

It was quiet on and off the stage.

54

The dean was very angry.

Because he received complaints from parents again, the object of the complaints has not changed for thousands of years.

The content has changed.

"Say you abuse the students and teach passively." The dean, one head and two big, "Do you know how serious these two things are?"

Ying Yu drank his tea quietly, letting the teaching director spit in front of him.

The dean crossed his hips and walked back and forth in the office a few times angrily, then walked around to Ying Yu again, "Did you really scold them?"

"No."

"Have you forgotten what you told me earlier?" The dean squinted his eyes halfway, imitating the evil and dangerous eyes of the big boss. Unfortunately, it is difficult for people with small eyes to interpret the essence, and it looks more like he didn't sleep well last night. Sleepy eyelids cannot be opened.

Deterrence drops by five percentage points.

"I haven't forgotten." Ying Yu added water to his teacup, "I remember I said I want black tea and not scented tea."

"It's not this! It's when you enter the school!" The dean was on the verge of going crazy.

Ying Yu rolled his eyes, remembering that he did have a conversation with the dean before joining the job, "Could it be the part where I said that I used to be a student here?"

The dean at the time was overjoyed, allowing Ying Yu to remember the feeling of being a student at the beginning, and become a teacher who can best understand the feelings of students.

The dean wagged his fingers. "Why do you become a teacher? Isn't it for love!" The teaching director reproduced the conversation at that time, trying to wake up Ying Yu's memory.

Ying Yu replied, "No."

The dean's intoxicated expression suddenly distorted: "You obviously didn't say that at the time!"

Memories Kill was brutally changed by the parties involved!

55

Wu Li saw Ying Yu coming out of the teaching director's office with a blank face, and seeing that Ying Yu was in a bad mood, he stepped forward and asked concerned: "Are you okay?"

Ying Yu shook his head and brushed past him.

Wu Li recognized that the direction was not back to the office of the second group of junior high school, and asked strangely: "Where are you going?"

"Go to the personnel department."

Surprised, Wu Li hurriedly grabbed Ying Yu's sleeve, "What did the dean say? Are you leaving?"

Ying Yu stopped, turned to look at Shang Wuli's anxious eyes, "It's not resignation."

"Then why are you going to the HR department?" Wu Li asked.

"The personnel department sent the director a pot of tea, which is delicious. I'll go and ask."

Wu Li was suddenly embarrassed and let go of his hand. He didn't know how to explain his behavior of pulling his sleeve, so he could only respond dryly: "Oh, oh, so, then you go."

Ying Yu didn't say anything, and left on his own.Wu Li looked at his back, and suddenly received Ying Yu's depressed mood, which made him feel a little depressed too.

Knocking on the door of the director's office, the dean's angry voice came through the door: "Didn't I tell you to go to the personnel department for psychological counseling?"

Wu Li was stunned by the yelling, and it took him a while to realize that these words should not be aimed at him.

Instead, it corresponds to Yu.