What should I do if I get stalked by my ex-boyfriend?

After Su Yan beat the crowd for a while, he didn't say anything else, and planned to let Qi Zhi sit down and have a good rest.

After the man sat down, he suddenly thought of another question, so he grabbed Xu Mo and asked, "Who is in charge this week?"

In the instructor's office of the Imperial Central/Military Academy, the person in charge is on a weekly basis. If the person in charge of a certain week is unable to take up the job, he can find other instructors to take over temporarily.

The person in charge does not have many things to do, the main thing is to count the attendance rate of the instructors, coordinate the class time, arrange the positions and timetables for the new instructors, arrange classrooms, etc.

Coordinating class time, to use a simple analogy, is to change classes.

The instructors still have their own things to do, and there are often situations where the class cannot be attended. At this time, the person in charge needs to go out and ask other available instructors who teach the same course.

If there is really none, the person in charge will have to arrange for make-up lessons.

As for the matter of the new instructor, because there are many things to deal with, it will be a little troublesome.

The patient person in charge will try his best to take into account the wishes of the new instructor himself, and those who are impatient will just find an empty seat in the office, and the class will randomly find someone who is still short of an instructor to fill in.

Generally speaking, the person in charge will not interfere with the private domain of the instructors. Except for a very small number of people with ulterior motives, most of the time, the role of the person in charge is still obvious, so this system still exists, but it is not usually used. It will be mentioned on purpose.

Asked by Su Yan, Xu Mo was stunned, and after thinking about it for a while, he remembered who the person in charge was this week, and replied, "It's Instructor Meng Jun."

"What does Instructor Su want to ask?" Meng Jun, with slightly white temples, took a step forward.

"Old Meng, where is his seat?" Su Yan pointed to the man on the seat.

Hearing his question, Qi Zhi guessed what the young man wanted to say, his eyes softened, the corners of his mouth couldn't help curling up, and in a place where everyone couldn't see, he put his fingers restlessly on the young man's thin waist , poked lightly.

"...!"

Su Yan froze. The waist part of his body was the most sensitive. Of course, not many people knew this. After all, not everyone was qualified to be close to Major General Su.

At this moment, this extremely sensitive place was lightly poked by the man, as if he had been bitten by something. It was so crispy and numb that he almost couldn't hold back his expression.

Su Yan's thick long eyelashes trembled, and he listened to Meng Jun's answer calmly: "The position of Instructor Qi is currently arranged there. As for the class, I haven't considered it yet, and I have to ask Instructor Qi for his opinion. Good decision."

Meng Jun pointed to a location for the youth to see as he spoke.

While enduring the troublesome hand on his waist, Su Yan measured the approximate distance with his eyes, and found that it was not very far from his seat, but it was not as close as he expected.

Pursing his lips, the young man glanced around and made eye contact with an instructor who was seated closest to him. The overwhelming sense of oppression seemed to convey something silently.

The instructor: "..." He understood what it meant.

Resignedly raising his hand, he said to Meng Jun, "I am willing to change seats with Instructor Qi."

Alas, these two children.

Meng Jun shook his head helplessly, coughed, pretended to ponder for a while, and said, "Well, since Instructor Li said so, Instructor Qi and Instructor Li will change positions. As for which class..."

Su Yan's furrowed brows were released at this moment, and finally he grasped the troublesome hand with his hands behind his waist, and squeezed the man's fingertips slightly, but the man turned his palm and scratched again, as if drawing what.

Su Yan felt it carefully, only to realize that the trajectory seemed to be a love ""

A thin blush involuntarily appeared on his face, and the young man suppressed the throbbing in his heart after holding back and saying, "Old Meng, don't worry about this, Instructor Qi..."

"Same class with me."

At that moment, similar thoughts crossed the minds of all the single instructors present: from now on, is their office going to become a dog food wholesale base? ? ?

God, single dogs have no human rights QAQ!