Look at each other

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He walked out of the door and gently closed the door.

The next morning, I went downstairs after washing up. My mother was sitting at the dining table eating breakfast. I pulled on my slippers and walked into the kitchen to serve myself a bowl of porridge.

"Eat the vegetables." My mother tapped the porcelain plate containing the green vegetables with her chopsticks, making a crisp sound.

"Well, it's so fierce." I pretended to lower my eyebrows and said pleasingly.

Mom raised her eyebrows, "This is fierce, I don't know who looked fierce yesterday."

"My, my voice is just a little louder, and my expression is a little grim, I feel wronged in my heart. Weak, pitiful, and helpless."

"Weak? Then if you are stronger, you won't overturn other people's tables."

"I didn't mean to lose my temper. It's okay to arrange a 'Blind Date Eighteen Company' for me without asking my opinion, but what's the situation with finding someone older than me? Am I so old? "I pursed my lips and looked at my mother who had obviously softened her attitude.

My mother sighed helplessly, "That can't be helped. Young people have just started their careers, and promising people are in their early forties. Young and promising people are so easy to find."

"So, mother, don't worry about me. The job arranged by my father, I'm going to start soon, maybe I will be busy for a while, and the blind date should be slowed down first, you Say yes?"

"Okay. Go out after dinner, don't be late for work on the first day." My mother ordered the dishes with chopsticks. Then I packed up some documents and went out with a canvas bag.

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☆、Chapter 2

The weather in September is as hot as a steamer, and even the sun after ten o'clock in the morning has a scorching breath, which is carried in the air and blows towards the face with occasional bursts of hot wind.

After I painstakingly dug out the internship certificate from a certain corner of the cloth bag and handed it over to the security guard for review, he read it over and over three or four times before opening the door and letting me through.

"Haha, I'm sorry, teacher. The main reason is that you are too young. I thought it was some kid who was late and didn't dare to wear a school uniform." The security guard said with a haha ​​and no apology.

Although I felt that the thin layer of sunscreen I put on was about to turn into sweat and my heart was broken, I still smiled at him kindly on my face, "Understood, the responsibility is here, you have worked hard."

The school is bigger than I imagined. After getting lost several times, I finally reached the door of Class [-], Senior [-]. Looking in through the small window on the door, a petite female teacher with a ponytail was teaching. The content of the board book was like It's politics.I was embarrassed to disturb her, so I decided to report to the office first.

At the end of the corridor is an office, and the door plate is written in the style of "Senior Year Group (a)".

I hesitated at the door for a moment, then looked inside.There was only one person in the office, who was bent over his desk and focused on the work at hand.

"Sorry to disturb you."

The man looked up at me with puzzled eyes, "It's class time now, are you late?"

"Why does everyone I meet today treat me as a student, I'm not a good student." I was just muttering in a low voice, but when I heard that person's low laughter, my face became hot, and I glanced at her, but I was just Meet her serious face.

Make a generous self-introduction, leave a good first impression, and lay a solid foundation for getting along at work in the future. An Lai Ning, clean up your expression, you can do it.I secretly cheered myself up.

"Hello, my name is An Lai Ning. I am an intern Chinese teacher in Class [-], Senior [-]. I am here today. Where is the office of the head teacher of Class [-], Senior [-]?"

"I am." She said as she stood up and walked towards the door, "Hi, my name is Xia Xiaoyou."

She stood in front of me, half a head taller than me, with thin bangs, asymmetrical temple hair, and a neat ponytail, heroic yet gentle.As the distance got closer, I finally saw that her irises were emerald green. Are they colored lenses?

Suppressing the surprise in my heart, I stretched out my hand to hold her slender and slender hand that was stretched out towards me: "Hello, please give me your advice."

"I'm sorry just now. I heard from the dean yesterday that you are coming, and the desk has been packed. Just let me know what you need to do."

As she spoke, she led me to the desk opposite her.

The desk has obviously been carefully wiped, and there are several pots of evergreen potted plants.

"If you don't like the potted plants, just move them to my desk."

"I like it, thank you."

"You're welcome." She replied vaguely, with no expression on her face from just now, and I even wondered if the laughter I heard at first was an auditory hallucination.I groaned secretly in my heart. I heard my father mention that the head teacher is a teacher of mathematics. Are all mathematics teachers really so serious?

The two sides were speechless, so I buried my head and started to pack the files. In the office, there were only the sound of the paper rubbing when I was sorting the files and the sound of her fingers tapping the keyboard quickly. The air seemed to be glued, and the scene was very awkward for a while.Just as I was thinking about what to talk about to ease the atmosphere, the sound of pressing the keys stopped.

I turned my head in doubt and happened to meet her frowning brows, a trace of hesitation flashed in her blue eyes, and she seemed hesitant to speak.

I have to mention that these colored contact lenses are really beautiful, as pure as emeralds, as if they are full of the brilliance of the sun and moon pearls in the eyes.Next time I have a chance to ask where I bought it.I was thinking like this, but I asked, "What's the matter, Mr. Xia?"

"I think it is necessary to tell you about the situation in Class [-]." The sudden honorifics startled me, she looked up at me, her plain fingers intertwined, inexplicably like a child who has done something wrong : "Theoretically speaking, the intern teacher didn't need to substitute for the class during the internship, but the situation in Class [-] is a bit special. It is a class composed of all boys, so it is quite noisy. The former Chinese teacher is a retired teacher. He is an old teacher with three seniors. Those students almost made him suffer from myocardial infarction in class, and then he resigned voluntarily. It just happened to catch up with you for an internship, so he was assigned to Class [-]. But don’t worry, although it is nominally Internship, but the salary is calculated according to the standard of the subject teacher, and there is a certain bonus, so it should be regarded as mental damage expenses."