Prisoner's wife's pet: European-style president's domineering love

"Come in..." The teacher on the podium suddenly heard a knock on the door, gently raised his hand that was writing on the blackboard, turned his head towards the door, and all the students sitting under the podium followed suit. His eyes turned all the way to the front door.

Mu Xiaoyan gently opened the door, walked in from the outside, stood under the podium, looked at the teacher on the podium who was interrupted by herself: "Teacher Wen, I am a new student. I'm late, I'm really sorry..."

Teacher Wen is an old man who is nearly [-] years old. He has been engaged in the teaching profession for more than [-] years. He has been working hard in this profession and is a good teacher in everyone's hearts.

The teacher withdrew his hand and put the chalk in the chalk box on the podium: "This student, you are the kid who is going to repeat the exam, come in quickly, there is just a vacant seat in the first row, so just sit there." .”

Mu Xiaoyan glanced at the seat in the first row with some surprise. There was indeed an empty seat, so she walked over with her bag: "Thank you, teacher."

Teacher Wen watched Mu Xiaoyan sit on the seat before taking out a new chalk from the chalk box.

"The homework assigned to you before is done and handed in. If you haven't handed in, you don't have to hand it in again. I will give you a summary of what you just did. You study hard. I will not accompany you during the most difficult time in the third year of high school. We spent it together, children, I'm sorry." Teacher Wen stood on the podium, her slightly cloudy eyes showed reluctance and guilt.

As soon as he uttered his words, the students below were all surprised and anxious.

"Teacher, what do you mean?"

"Teacher, are you leaving?"

"Teacher, why are you leaving?"

"Teacher, don't you go, don't leave us?"

"Teacher, we won't let you go..."

"..."

There were those who talked quietly, some who shouted loudly, and those who silently looked at Teacher Wen on the podium with tears in their eyes.

Mu Xiaoyan was curious, why did Teacher Wen leave when she came here just now? This is her first day at Teacher Wen's class, is it the last time?

Teacher Wen supported the lecture with both hands, looking at every student sitting under the podium one after another, his wrinkled face was covered with walnuts, his eyes were slightly red, and his voice trembled slightly: "Everyone be quiet!"

Everyone cooperatively stopped making noise, and all eyes shot at him in the face.

"Yes, I'm leaving. I've reached the age of retirement. It stands to reason that I'm going to bring you out of this class to retire, but the reality is too cruel, and everyone will understand."

"teacher……"

"teacher……"

The students sitting in the back row yelled loudly, using this way of yelling to vent their reluctance.

"Teacher, why are you leaving?" A boy sitting at the end stood up excitedly and shouted to Teacher Wen loudly.

"Teacher, don't you want to go?" The boy sitting next to him shouted again.

What kind of stage is the third year of high school? The students sitting in the back are either poor in study or self-sufficient. Those two boys who pile up their desks and secretly put their mobile phones are definitely not good students. look.