The sweet smell of citrus

"Squad leader!" Cheng Jialan trotted towards Song Yi, "Did I bother you?"

"No." It's already very hot in the imperial capital in July. This training class has only installed air conditioners in the classrooms and offices, and this corridor is still very hot. Cheng Jialan has stood here for a long time, and a thin layer has already appeared on his body. sweat.

Song Yi dragged her to the office with some distress, "Why did you come here at this time?"

"I have time today, so I'm here." Come whenever you want, whatever you want.

When I went to the office, there were already a few teachers sitting there, and it was not convenient to chat, so Song Yi took Cheng Jialan to a nearby milk tea shop to sit for a while.

In the milk tea shop, student Cheng blew a wave of Song Yi's rainbow farts unabashedly.

"I just watched the class monitor's lecture, and I feel that you are born to be a teacher."

"Ok?"

"When you're on the stage, you're... like a teacher." Cheng Jialan bit the straw, "Very majestic."

"Looking through the glass window, it's just a filter." Song Yi squinted and smiled, "It's you, why aren't you waiting in the office? There is no air conditioner in the corridor."

"I'm here all the time, and it's not for the air conditioner." Doesn't the air conditioner at home smell good to her?

Staring at the high temperature of 38 degrees, it is naturally——

Meet people you want to meet.

She was so straightforward, Song Yi felt helpless, "Next time I come, I will sit in the office."

After saying some happy words, Cheng Jialan noticed that Song Yi was looking at his phone all the time, "What's the matter, isn't your morning shift over yet?"

"Yes, I told you before that there are still classes."

"Isn't it two classes?" Cheng Jialan almost calculated the time according to the high school schedule, two classes... that's about the end of the morning class.

Song Yi shook his head, "School has a 45-minute class, but here, an hour and a half is considered a class."

Cheng Jialan: ...

"Then you still say it's not hard work!"

"This salary is too low!"

"No, the wages here are pretty good, and it's only for lectures, so it's not too hard."

"Squad leader, do you think I'm still a child? Your voice is hoarse."

God, one and a half hours counts as one class, so if there are four classes a day, wouldn't it be necessary to stand for six hours?

To talk non-stop for six hours of class—

Take only one day off a week.After working hard, do you still want to go out with her?

"On the day when I suddenly felt that you were free, we shouldn't go out to play." She suddenly said seriously.

Song Yi glanced at her, "You don't want to go out to play?"

"Squad leader, you should rest at home." Her eyes were full of distress.

"Then, if that's the case, we won't be able to be together for almost two months." Song Yi suddenly wanted to know what Xiao Cheng would choose between being together and letting her sleep.

However, Xiao Cheng didn't choose any of them.

She didn't know where she realized something, so she raised her head and asked Song Yi: "Squad leader, when I came today, I saw that your extracurricular class seems to have a piano interest class?"

What does this question mean?

Song Yi hummed.

Cheng Jialan was affirmed, his eyes lit up, he put down the straw, pointed to himself and said, "I have won several gold medals in piano competitions, do you think I'm here to teach piano?"

"So we can go to work together and get off work together!"

"It can be the same as when we were in school, and we can go out to have a break and drink milk tea together between classes—" She said more and more vigorously, "I think this is an excellent idea, what do you think, monitor?"

Song Yi froze for a moment, feeling that this matter was a bit...

"Jalan, do you have to ask Uncle Cheng for his opinion?"

Chapter 58 Extra Story: Play Miss Engineering

Lao Cheng, who was mentioned above, has no objection to his daughter's decision to work part-time, and feels:

Not bad, really good.

Those who are close to vermilion are red and those who are close to ink are black. After being with Xiao Song for a long time, Lanlan's thoughts gradually escalated and matured.

Know how to exercise yourself!It’s great to work part-time in a training institution!

After passing the level of Lao Cheng, the boss of the training class looked at the various certificates that Cheng Jialan brought, checked and found that there were indeed many more valuable certificates, and the piano class here really lacked a teacher Afterwards, I happily agreed to Xiao Cheng's vicious self-recommended pillow seat.

So-

Song Yi and Cheng Jialan once again lived the familiar life of going in and out together, and working next door.

However, there are differences.

When I was in school, I was the class monitor and the scum of the elementary school, but when I came here, I became a teacher.

It's Teacher Song and Teacher Cheng.

Every time she wanders around in the small tutoring class and hears various children calling her and Song Yi, Cheng Jialan always has some inexplicable taste in her heart.

She is not a child either.

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When we get together, we will have more time to meet each other.

Song Yi can see Cheng Jialan during every class break, and the two often go out together to buy popsicles and drink milk tea.

Occasionally, when older students meet them sticking together, they will always tease: Teacher Song and Teacher Cheng are just like sticking together.

The days with someone are full and beautiful.

But behind the beauty, there is also a little pain of 'job hunting'.

In mid-July, Lao Cheng had to go out to discuss business because of company affairs, so he was away from home for two weeks.