wolf sniff

Seeing that Wen Yu was speechless for a while, Old Chen stretched out his hand and patted him on the shoulder like a big brother.

"I haven't seen any teacher shake out the scissors for nothing, have you?"

Wen Yu hummed, knowing that he had made a slip of the tongue.

"I was impulsive, sorry for your cultivation."

"You're welcome," Director Chen kept sending him out of the entrance of the community, and thanked him again earnestly: "Thank you for attending class today. If Xiao Yezi can learn something in the future, I must remember that you are a good enlightenment."

Wen Yu smiled at him, and the haze in his heart dissipated a lot.

After the two said goodbye, Wen Yu walked home again, the more he thought about it, the more he felt that what Director Chen said made sense.

Sometimes people are like this, they can't do it because of their hard thinking and meditation, and when they are called out with a few words from others, it suddenly clears up.

He finally gave himself a small place to stay in his heart.

April has not yet arrived, and the weather is hot and cold, like the remote control of the air conditioner intermittently malfunctioning.

Yesterday, the sun was too hot to wear short sleeves, but today I went out again, and the spring cold made my back feel cold.

Yan Wanxin originally prepared some coats when she went out, but when she saw the rain falling in bits and pieces while driving, she thought that it would probably get hot again in two days.

What clothes she brought to Wen Jianwu may not be appropriate, so she might as well bring two bottles of fermented bean curd.

Prison guards stood by as usual, and the bulletproof glass window was newly wiped, and the water stains on it were still wet, making people want to wipe it with their sleeves.

Yan Wanxin stared at the zebra crossing-like water stains, and unconsciously clenched her bag tightly.

The sound of handcuffs sounded intermittently, which disturbed her.

Wen Jianwu was a little surprised when he walked in.

"Be happy," she said, "you will be released from prison in two years, don't be so sad all the time."

Wen Jianwu nodded, and sat down in front of her slightly awkwardly.

"I'm always wrapped in a blanket," he said, uncomfortable. "It's warm, thank you."

Yan Wanxin originally wanted to say that you don't think it's too hot inside, but then she thought about the environment inside them, she shook her head, and dismissed the topic.

Wen Jianwu would be wrong, thinking that something happened outside.

"Yuyu... told you?" He spoke quickly: "Why did he tell you, did you agree?"

Yan Wanxin hesitated for a moment, as if she didn't understand what he was saying.

"No," she shook her head again: "Yuyu...something is not quite right."

"I came to you this time because of this."

"Not quite right?"

"He helped me wash the dishes a few nights ago, and suddenly said something to me." Yan Wanxin pressed her temples, a little hard to speak.

"The child suddenly said, Mom, I won't make the same mistakes again, you don't have to worry about me."

Wen Jianwu's face changed slightly, he just felt that this was inexplicable.

"It shouldn't be." He reached out and pressed the glass wall, trying to exchange messages with her: "He came to me before the Chinese New Year and told me that he was in love. I hope I don't mind too much."

"Repeating the same mistakes," Yan Wanxin chewed, "What else can be considered repeating the same mistakes?"

"The two of them broke up so soon?"

Wen Jianwu relaxed his hands and sat back down, feeling that he wanted to help them with everything, but he was trapped inside and was forced to watch.

There was fine sweat on his forehead, he licked his lips first, as if he had decided to make a mistake, and he looked at his wife again after a while.

"I just want to see you all happy." The man smiled bitterly: "I don't expect to have a full house of children and grandchildren now, even if Yu Yu brings him back to our house, as long as our family can live in harmony and beauty, you can live well in your heart. I have no problem."

"I went to ask Wen Yu." Yan Wanxin waved her hand: "I also made it clear directly."

"The relationship between the two of you is reliable. Yu Yu can live happily. We as elders don't care about some things. It doesn't matter if we just talk about it."

"But Wen Yu told me that we don't care about this matter for now."

Wen Jianwu was taken aback for a moment, somewhat unbelievable.

He stretched out his hand to touch the back of his head, which was covered with green stubble, and recalled how these two boys had a quarrel when they were teenagers, and suddenly felt a little nostalgic.

"Then don't care."

Yan Wanxin was stunned for two seconds.

"Why don't we match them up!" She sat up a lot: "The young ones are passive and sabotage, so the old ones can't just watch."

"People say don't worry about it..."

"That's your son, and your boyfriend is also a friend!!" Yan Wanxin became more serious: "I'll give them two movie tickets, if you can't, we'll have a chance encounter or something!!"

There was a slight crack in the prison guard's expression.

Wen Jianwu couldn't laugh or cry at the moment: "It's probably different from dating a little girl..."

"You are sometimes too conservative. When you were chasing me back then, you didn't even dare to give a fart!" Yan Wanxin originally wanted to find a military adviser to advise her, but she slapped the glass window and taught her a lesson: "Dating a relationship should not be cold Come on, he is cold and he is also cold, the more time passes, the more he collapses!"

The prison guard coughed with a sullen expression, "Don't knock on the window when you speak."

The couple apologized subconsciously.

"Excuse me……"

At the same time, Wen Yu was sorting out the portfolio in the office.

"Mr. Wen, hurry up!" The female teacher urged at the front: "The director will be there in the afternoon, are you ready for classes five to seven?"

"Quickly, right now."

Having said that, the dozen or so portfolios in front of him are not neatly stacked, and they seem to be sliding sideways.

With a cry, Wen Yu stretched out his hand to fish it, held it down steadily with the other hand, and pushed again to stabilize it completely.

He raised his eyes and looked forward, his heart trembled.

"Teacher Wen," the man said flatly, "A few art candidates in class seven are late, sorry."

I don't know if it is influenced by Qian Ju. This year, the number of students who intend to take the art test has reached a new high, and there are a lot of things that need to be confirmed by statistics.

The female teacher urged her again, and Wen Yu hurriedly counted the quantity and carried it to her.

Wen Yu stood where he was and did not leave immediately.

They haven't seen each other for a long time.

Even if they live less than one kilometer apart, they are still colleagues in the same unit.

But it seems that as long as two people are determined to avoid each other, it doesn't matter if they don't meet each other in this life.

Wen Yu helped her colleagues count her share, seeing that Yu was still waiting for him, she smiled guiltily: "I'm sorry, I may have to stay here for a while."

Wen Yu was still looking at his slender nape, and said for a while, "A few parents of art candidates came over in the afternoon, and they have an appointment at? o'clock."

"Do you have time?"

"Okay, see you in the conference room then?"

"Ah."

Seeing him turn around and leave, Wen Yu finally remembered another thing.

"Wait a minute."

He hurried back to the desk and took out a notice, and delivered it to Wen Yu.

"This multi-school spring exchange meeting includes art categories, and the registration form was just sent out today."

The man stared at him.

"you?"

"Mr. Wen, do you have a southern accent?" The female teacher marked the number on the file bag with an ink pen, and said with a hearty smile: "We like to call it that way here, and sometimes the classmates call each other "you, your, it's fun." Bar."

Wen Yu felt guilty after being stared at, tried to forget the shameful memory of having slept with this person not long ago, and nodded with a dutiful face.

Wen Yu glanced at them and left.

"I'm sorry, Mr. Wen, to trouble you all morning." The female teacher was holding a document bag taller than her, and was about to go out on high heels: "I'm going to find Director Shao. See you later."

"Don't, don't fall on the road." Wen Yu quickly walked over to share half of her, and the two walked out together: "I'm on the way, together."

They were walking in the opposite direction to Wen Yu, Wen Yu walked a few steps and turned his head to take a look, there was no one behind him, presumably they had already gone far away.

He sighed softly.

The female teacher suddenly laughed.

"You don't talk to him much when he's around, it's a pity for you to leave?"

Wen Yu hugged the file bag and forced a smile.

"What are you talking about?"

"Don't think too much," she waved her hand. "Before our school was established, it was a matchmaker temple. There were already several couples before you, both male and female."

Wen Yu blushed and said, "Don't tease me..."

"Hahahaha-"

After he came out of the director's office, he checked WeChat again.

The avatar is flat dark gray, the nickname has a period, and there is only one left in the chat window to hand over work with the leader, and everything else has been deleted.

Wen Yu thought of the weird rumors about Hongniang Temple again, gritted his teeth and deleted Wen Yu from the address book.

He knew he was guilty.

I was the one who said we broke up, and I was the one who never forgot. What a fool.

Delete it, keep it quiet and not disturb each other.

In the next second, Director Shao sent a message.

[Shao Sheng]: Xiaoyu, have you heard about Teacher's WeChat account?

[Shao Sheng]:?)))56"

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This spring exchange will have a multi-school joint art performance. I just had a small meeting with Director Chen. This time I will choose you and Mr. Wen as representatives. The time and place of the meeting will be at his place, so I will save you another time. , If you don’t understand anything, you can ask him directly, he has participated in it before and is very familiar with the process.

Wen Yu pinched the phone for a long time and didn't slow down.

Director Shao, even if you send me this ten seconds earlier! !

He held back for a long time and wanted to ask the director to send it to him again, but when he remembered that the old leader had a bad temper, he replied angrily.

What are you afraid of, at worst, go to the office to find someone.

Wen Yu did mental work for himself for about 10 minutes, took some work documents as a cover, and went to Wen Yu's office again.

He used to look for him as a colleague, an old classmate, and a new boyfriend.

Last semester, the two of them spent a lot of time in the office with hippie smiles on their faces, and they even ate together from time to time.

If I go again this time, it will become an ex-boyfriend who broke up again to talk about work, so don't be too psychologically stressed.

All the way, he wished that there would be fewer people in the office, and he would run away after asking about the meeting time, and never stay longer.

Unexpectedly, before the person approached, students from class seven saw him at the door.

"Ms. Wen! It's just in time for you to come! Teacher Zhang is sharing dried squid!"

The monitor of Class Seven also saw him and waved happily.

"You haven't come here for a long time, and our teacher Huang is muttering!"

When the two children yelled, the excited people in the office heard it too. Teacher Zhang took several large bags of dried sweet potato and dried squid out: "Xiao Wen, come and taste it, I made it myself!"

Wen Yu had become a regular customer in the office here before, but now he forced himself to smile and said hello, not daring to see if someone was there.

Teacher Xiao Huang affectionately pulled him in to sit, and even moved a stool.

"What's the matter, Mr. Wen has a new love. I haven't seen you come to play with us this semester."

Teacher Zhang stuffed Wen Yu with two pieces of nougat that he made himself, and conveniently put it on Lu Lin's empty seat.

"I heard that there will be a joint exchange between eight schools this semester. I guess being a music teacher is busy enough?"

"That's no wonder," Teacher Huang snorted, "When I come back, Teacher Wen always comes to play with Teacher Wen, and give us snacks by the way. This time, you two are too busy, and I can't catch up."

Wen Yu had been sitting on the spot correcting the papers, and opened his mouth indifferently.

"Well, there is no contact."

It was noon now, and there were some students in the office drawing a map of the Yellow River Basin while chewing candy.

The students in Class [-] were about to leave when Fuzhi suddenly wentssip.

"Mr. Wen, don't you guys quarrel?"

Wen Yu smiled stiffly: "How could that be?"

"You don't come to class [-] to play with us anymore," said the math class representative aggrievedly, "I saw you invigilating the exams in class [-] two days ago! Are we not good enough in class [-]?"

Wen Yu paused at the tip of his pen and looked over.

"Yeah," he laughed, "am I not good enough?"

What the hell kind of Shura field is this?

Wen Yu couldn't coax the seven of them alone, so he forcibly pushed the children out.

"Well, well, well, well, I'll come over tomorrow to invigilate your exams."

"You guys go back first, I'll talk to your class teacher for a while..."

"You promised!"

"Yes, I promise!"

Taking care of the children's mood, he turned back and tried to find out the time and place of the next meeting.

"Teacher Wen, I have a question for you."

Wen Yu peeled the candy unhurriedly, without speaking.

Wen Yu looked at him like this, gritted his teeth, thinking about why I should be divided, and finally his tone became a little tougher.

"Ms. Shao just told me about the multi-school joint meeting..."

Before he finished speaking, a big hand came down behind him and patted hard.

"It's so inconvenient for you," Director Chen said carelessly, "Xiaowen, you can send him a copy of the meeting documents on WeChat, it's easy!"

Wen Yu's smile could hardly hold back.

I didn't look at the almanac before I went to work today.

Whenever I look at the almanac and say that today is not suitable to see my ex-boyfriend, I will not go to work if I am killed.

Wen Yu let out an oh, took out his phone, bowed his head and pressed it a few times.

"No," someone's vengeful heart finally came out: "Mr. Wen, you seem to have deleted me."

Director Chen was stunned: "This is the second semester, have you two added WeChat?"

Wen Yuqiang smiled and said: "I added it, I guess I...swipe to delete it when I was cleaning up the WeChat business."

Wen Yu nodded lightly: "I'm like a Weishang."

"That hurts feelings!" Director Chen patted him heavily on the shoulder: "It also affects work and communication! Hurry up, I have to leave beforehand."

Wen Yu hastily said thank you, watched the other people in the office getting ready to take a nap, and said in a low voice, "Come out."

Wen Yu's attitude was not good, he took a while to come out, his tone was indifferent.

"Is something wrong?"

"I'm sorry, I shouldn't have deleted you." Wen Yu apologized with a bitter face: "Brother Yu, don't bother with me..."

"I've added it back..."

"I know." Wen Yu raised his phone: "I didn't agree."

Wen Yu:! ! !

The other party has rejected your friend request.

"The first meeting will be held in meeting room 103 of the middle school, at ten o'clock in the morning of this Thursday." Wen Yu said calmly: "I don't know the follow-up schedule, Teacher Wen can come and ask me anytime."

Wen Yu thought that you were abusing your power, you bastard, with a cute smile on your face, gritted your teeth and said a good thank you.

Wen Yu suddenly laughed.

"You think I can't hear you?"

The man's eyes were slightly raised, and he seemed alienated and bewitched for no reason at the moment.

"You're thinking in your heart, I'm abusing my power." His voice was slightly hoarse, and the ending was presumptuous and willful.

"You still call me a bastard, don't you?"

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