The music class was taken over again

The old director retired, and a special-grade mathematics teacher was transferred from the provincial capital. He took the position of the director of the third grade when he first arrived.

I heard that she is a woman under 30 years old, with a clean appearance, and the most important thing is that the new director is still single.

The older unmarried young men in the office began to secretly prod their joy.

In this way, Yan Ze came to Pingnan No. [-] Middle School.

No. [-] Middle School is the best school in the county, but the conditions are not as good as in the provincial capital.

Yan Ze is not familiar with the place of life, and temporarily lives in the school dormitory. The school spirit of Pingnan No. [-] Middle School is one of the best, but the funds are not in place. There is no air conditioner and public bath in the apartment building. Yan Ze plans to make do with it for a few days, and wait for his mother to come over and have a look Is there any better real estate in this county? Buy a house of [-] square meters and settle down.

Qiao Zheng got up at 06:30, stretched her waist, pinched her apple skin, it was soft and smooth, and the mask last night was really effective.

Until 07:30, she sits in front of a vanity mirror and preps her face.

A refreshing air bangs are curled, the eyebrows are slender and delicate, and the ice blue colored contact lenses make the almond eyes look more sparkling, and the eyelashes are curled up, and the roots are distinct.

Qiaozheng opened the drawer, facing the mess of lipsticks, her choice phobia made her unable to make a decision.

Saint Laurent, Givenchy, Kazilan, Chanel, Estee Lauder, Dior...

Aunt Red, Bean Paste, Coral Pink, Grapefruit, Carmine...

Qiao Zheng chose and chose and chose again, and put on a sweet and intoxicating lip-biting makeup for herself. Today, she wants to be a dangerous sweetheart.

In the late summer and early autumn in the north, the weather was still very dry, so she patted moisturizer on her face.

Still a young girl today.

From 07:30 to 08:30, Qiao Zheng turned her wardrobe upside down.

Women, I can't find clothes to wear.

She was wearing only her underwear, and she went through her summer clothes. She put on a pair of black denim shorts, and a brick red ice silk crossover open-back T-shirt.

The long snow-white legs and back were not covered, and the youthful and delicate skin was shining brightly in the sun, scorching the eyes.

It wasn't until nine o'clock that Qiao Zheng stepped out on a pair of nude suede stiletto shoes.

She was the only one on campus, Qiao Zheng walked through the square and flower beds, the only silence in the campus was the sound of the wind.

Qiu Huhu was still very imposing. Qiaozheng went to the Qiuzhen building. There was no air conditioner or fan in the classroom, and it relied on natural wind to dissipate heat.

More than 60 people recorded that in a classroom, when Qiao Zheng passed the door, he would feel a gust of heat gushing out.

Desks are densely packed in the classroom, and each desk is full of Wang Houxiong, Qu Yixian and Xue Jinxing.

Behind the classroom is a striking big red slogan.

Hundreds of refinements make steel, thick accumulation and thin hair.

The bright sunlight shone into the window. The teacher took the tip of the chalk and wrote down the formula heavily on the blackboard. The blackboard was not hung securely, and there was a rattling sound when the tip of the chalk hit, and there was a nervous and hurried writing sound below. .

Qiao Zheng always felt that such a tense atmosphere had nothing to do with her. She was just a mediocre music teacher. Apart from attending classes, she went to the Children's Palace to teach piano lessons on weekends, and her life was carefree.

She felt that she had already retired early, and even if one day she skipped work to catch fish, no one would probably notice.

I didn't expect that after such a trip, I would be infected by this atmosphere of racing against time.

But as soon as he got back to the office, Teacher Qiao became depressed again. He turned on his phone and watched the live broadcast of today's beauty blogger.

Halfway through, Qiaozheng put down the phone and opened the drawer.

Other teachers have lesson plans, homework, and report cards in their drawers.

In Teacher Qiao's drawer are nail polish, hand cream, and perfume.

She manicured her nails, painted coral cat-eye nail polish, and used a magnet to draw out a shiny and mysterious pupil line.

After Teacher Qiao finished all this, she opened the curtains, and the dazzling sunlight poured into the window. She squinted her eyes, opened her index finger, and the sunlight passed through her fingers. The freshly painted nails were radiant and dazzling.

Women just want to apply some color to decorate themselves.

After class, when the bell rang, the corridor became noisy.

Qiao Zheng scratched her head and posed in front of the mirror, pinched her waist, and went to class three and two in high school.

There are two experimental classes in the third-level department of senior high school, with [-] students divided into one class. These outstanding students have not taken the high school entrance examination, but have been promoted directly through the self-enrollment examination.

These people are also the main force to break into prestigious schools a year later.

Qiao Zheng stepped on high heels, and was out of tune with a group of junior high school students in plain school uniforms.

As Qiao Zheng walked, she found a woman in black coming directly opposite.

Yo, isn't this Director Yan who just took office?

It looks like a black whirlwind from a distance, and it looks like a black iron sword when you meet a demon and kill a demon and see a god and a god.

Seeing that she has a clean face, handsome eyebrows and sculpted eyes, she looks at most 30 years old, but she is dressed so old-fashioned, and she is dressed in black, which is really outdated.

Black short straight hair, black straight eyebrows, dark pupils, black shirt, black jeans.

I heard that she is still single, isn't this the real version of Black Widow?

Qiao Zheng was amused by her own thoughts, and couldn't help laughing. Qiao Zheng was colorful and flamboyant, more ostentatious than a peacock spreading its tail. This smile attracted the attention of the black widow.

Qiaozheng felt that the temperature dropped suddenly, and summer turned into winter in an instant, and two cold eyes rubbed against her ears like icicles.

"Student!" A mid-spirited voice sounded unusually loud in the corridor.

Qiao Zheng thought to herself, which classmate is going to be unlucky.

This aura was too strong, and she was afraid of being affected, so she hurriedly slipped into the classroom where she was going to teach.

A force grabbed her, and Qiao Zheng felt her chest was strangled.

Yan Ze grabbed the X-shaped strap on her back with his hand, and said in a deep voice, "Student, where is your school uniform?"

Qiao Zheng was at a loss, school uniform?are you kidding me!

Yan Ze didn't give her a chance to speak: "Girl, now is the most critical stage of study. You want to grow long hair, wear nail polish, and wear short skirts. You can do whatever you want when you graduate, but you As a student, you must abide by the school rules."

Qiaozheng's eyelids twitched, and she turned around, her eyes were like deer, all over the water, she looked pitiful, but her mouth was like a little pepper: "Teacher, please see clearly, I'm not a girl, I'm Woman! I am the teacher!"

Yan Ze let go of the hand holding her belt, his face was a little embarrassed, but the embarrassment only lasted for a moment, and soon, a decent and dark smile appeared on Yan Ze's face: "You are a teacher, so you are more It should be consistent with the development philosophy of the school.”

She leaned forward and wiped Qiao Zheng's ears with her mouth: "You don't wear so little, are you going to Victoria's Secret?"