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Chapter 34 The unlucky Zhang Shengjin 【Please recommend】

After hearing this, Chen Xuan's hand that was about to sign paused slightly: "Principal Hua, of course we also hope that you can work hard to cultivate the pillars of the motherland, but can you limit your time schedule as a visiting professor as much as possible? As a Students usually have to attend classes by themselves.”

"Tch, you kid, isn't it because you spend more time designing clothes to make money," Principal Hua naturally wouldn't be fooled by Chen Xuan's superficial excuses, he pondered for a while before saying,
"Okay, I will allow you to take up to two classes a week, and the salary will be three thousand a month.

However, exams are starting this week, and the semester is almost over.

How about this, you give me WeChat, and I will pull you into the group chat of educators in Dayangmei. You may also continue to come to the school to discuss education work in early July and late August. "

"no problem."

Seeing that Principal Hua had already made such concessions, Chen Xuan naturally couldn't say anything more. As a result, the former revised the contract and signed it after confirming that there was no problem.

Now his purpose is not actually fame, but he needs the title of professor and the benefits that this title will bring to him in the future.

When you reveal that you are a designer from Dayang Mei, your whole style changes, and this identity will also help him cooperate with other companies in the future.

"Also, in the next few days, we will find someone to help you promote your design and calligraphy, and we will take you to take some photos then."

As he said that, Teacher Hua changed the subject a little embarrassedly,
"I heard from Mr. Gao that your calligraphy is good, and it's the lost thin gold calligraphy of Zhao Ji, Emperor Gaozong of the Song Dynasty. Can you... give me some advice?"

"Oh, President Hua, you are being too polite."

Chen Xuan quickly waved his hand,

"Of course it's not worth pointing out. The principal and I are discussing at best."

"Yes, it's a discussion."

Headmaster Hua raised his eyebrows, very satisfied with this remark.

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An hour later, Chen Xuan walked out of the principal's office rubbing his sore waist.

Principal Hua's study of calligraphy is still very deep, but it really takes time to master calligraphy that has never been seen before.

The good discussion, in fact, is equivalent to him teaching the principal throughout the whole process.Standing beside the headmaster and instructing him to write, at the beginning, he even took him to experience different writing styles, and his posture was even more twisted.

After an hour, someone else would have gone home to lie down.

After all, his physical fitness is twice as strong as that of a normal person. After rubbing it a few times and found that there was no serious problem, he returned to his class to continue the class.

Seeing the high-spirited Chen Xuan walk in, Zhang Shengjin's complexion was very complicated.

Just now, he sneaked a glance at the group of teachers, and found that this guy was actually pulled in by the principal.

From then on, they were colleagues.

But this guy is clearly only in his early twenties, what exactly did he rely on to become a professor?

As an orphan, he suddenly found his parents who abandoned him, what kind of second generation did he become?
It's impossible to rely on the Huaxia style to become the one, right?

With his thoughts turned sharply, he was going to take advantage of this time to approach Chen Xuan to get close, maybe he could find out some information to satisfy his curiosity.

As for the little friction before...

Just kidding, everyone is an adult, and they won't tear their faces easily. Can he still be rejected when he enthusiastically steps forward?
After calculating all this, Zhang Shengjin showed a smile that was uglier than a chrysanthemum. He bent down slightly, stretched out his hand and walked towards Chen Xuan who had just sat down.

"Professor Chen..."

It's a pity that before he could finish his sentence, the bell after class covered his voice.

And he just targeted Chen Xuan as if he didn't see him, he put the schoolbag on his back and left indifferently, not even interested in looking at him.

Pushed and shoved by the students who were anxious to leave, Zhang Shengjin seemed to lose his mind all of a sudden. He didn't come back until the whole class was empty, and angrily threw the pen in his pocket to the ground heavily.

He was still not relieved after doing this, so he mended a few more feet on it, until the ink tube of the pen was broken and the black ink inside spilled on the ground, he felt much better.

"Chen Xuan!" He gritted his teeth, but immediately, a sense of powerlessness arose.

The Chinese-style short-sleeves that he belittled in class are now on sale, and Chen Xuan, who was once his student, is also on an equal footing with him.

What else does he use to compete?

Sitting down on the ground, he looked at the empty classroom with a gloomy face, and couldn't help trembling in his heart:

Is it really wrong to admire Western art?But... Western art is indeed ahead!

Thinking about it, a cold feeling was transmitted from the nerves on his buttocks to the brain, he stood up suddenly, reached out and touched his buttocks, and found that the brand new white pants were already black.

And as he stood up, the jet-black ink that was only on his buttocks was suddenly attracted by gravity, spreading all over his pants.Now, the pants are completely hopeless.

"what!"

Zhang Shengjin yelled helplessly again, he spent half a month's salary to buy this pair of white trousers, and originally planned to wear them for several years, but unexpectedly they were ruined by the ink from the pen.

Wait, pen!
After he calmed down, he remembered his pen, and he picked it up tremblingly, regardless of whether his hands would get dirty or scratched, carefully observing the pen.

Looking at the nearly destroyed pen, he finally sat down on the ground helplessly.

It's over, this pen worth [-] yuan was actually broken by him. He only paid off the installment payment this month, and he hasn't had to fiddle with it for a few days!
"Oh...Chen Xuan, Chen Xuan, I won't mess with you anymore, why don't you just let me go?"

His voice already had a crying tone, and he looked like Dou E.

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Chen Xuan, who had already walked to another classroom arm in arm with Xue Yusheng, didn't realize this at all. He was still talking about what happened this morning under the former's adoring eyes.

"Oh my God, from now on I will be...the professor's wife?" Xue Yusheng played with Chen Xuan's fingers incredulously, her beautiful eyes filled with brilliance.

"Hey, a professor's wife is not enough... ah, it hurts!" Chen Xuan scratched her little Qiong's nose to "fight back", but in exchange for Xue Yusheng's 'claw', "But I want you to be a little fairy."

"Yeah." Xue Yusheng obediently grabbed Chen Xuan's arm and shook it, obviously very satisfied with his words.

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It was originally a sweet text, but it was changed later. Now that I think about it, I should change it again, sweet love, go! !

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