The music class was taken over again

Oh shit!

I was unprepared just now, and the tire was punctured by that beast.

Lei Xueming was so angry that he threw the car into the grass nest.

One foot stepped into the muddy water, and the shoes and socks were all soaked.

Qiao Zheng and Yan Ze also arrived. The three bumped into each other at the entrance of the village. Lei Xueming was riding a bicycle, so he should be in front of them. Why did they get into such a mess.

Lei Xueming said angrily: "Don't mention it, there's a flirty idiot from No. [-] Middle School, and he punctured my car tire."

Yan Ze looked at the pitiful self-confident car in the grass: "How do you know he did it? It can't be a naughty boy from the village."

"There is no child, he is a slut, he must have done it."

Yan Ze handed him an umbrella: "Forget it, let's go too. Since today is such an unlucky encounter with an opponent, why not make the best use of the situation and make a slight change to the original plan."

The three of them discussed it, cast winks at each other, and braved the rain to go to Jiangdong Lin's house.

A lot of bricks have been lost in the middle of the road ahead, so you don't have to worry about stepping in the muddy water.

Smelling the smoke of firecrackers, Teacher Lei led the way, and a striking banner suddenly appeared between the gray brick walls.

"A warm welcome to the teachers of No. [-] Middle School."

Lei Xueming was very happy. They came this time because they released the news in advance. They didn't expect the villagers to take it so seriously.

I don't know how the old Laishao from No. [-] Middle School will feel when he sees this banner.

Said that Cao Cao Cao Cao will arrive.

As soon as Lei Xueming raised his eyes, he saw the man in a gray suit, running stumblingly, not caring that the muddy water had reached his ankles.

They thought that something was wrong, but they saw a big goose with fluttering wings quacking and chasing after it.

The man looked back while running, lost the brochure in his hand, and his eyes were crooked.

The big goose screamed loudly and swaggered with wings, as if a mighty general was chasing a fugitive.

Qiao Zheng burst out laughing, but she was quite reserved, while Teacher Lei leaned back and laughed.

It's not that I didn't report, the time has not yet come.

The big goose was chasing after him, and the man looked back nervously while running, with a funny expression on his face.

Although the goose is a domesticated fowl with plumage as white as an angel, it is an aggressive animal with hard rafters that no one wants to be pecked at.

After reading the jokes, it was still important to get down to business, and the three of them came to Jiang's small courtyard.

Quack, quack, woof, woof, woof, chirp, chirp...

The chickens, ducks and geese in the family were all released for some reason, and there were two domestic dogs. The dogs and poultry got along very harmoniously, and there was no scene of dogs biting chickens. Symphony chic.

Yan Ze's forehead twitched, showing how his family welcomed guests.

Hearing someone coming outside, Jiang Donglin and his family immediately came out to greet them and drove the animals aside.

Strange to say, when Jiang Donglin's mother waved her hand, the group of poultry went back into the circle as if a switch had been turned off, and the two dogs also squatted down, stretching out their tongues and exhaling.

In addition to Jiang Donglin's parents, there is also a middle-aged man in the family. He introduced himself: "Hello, teachers. I am the village head here. My surname is Wang. Teachers, sit down."

Jiang Donglin greeted them politely: "Hello, teachers."

His eyes rested on Qiao Zheng.

Qiao Zheng saw that the TV was still on, and her niece was right. "The King of Lanling" was playing on the TV, and Yang Xuewu, played by Linyi Che, was celestial and eccentric.

The village head is wearing a Chinese tunic suit, just like the old party members of the last century.

"Are the teachers from No. [-] Middle School?"

Qiao Zheng said with a smile: "Hello, Village Chief Wang, I am a teacher in No. [-] Middle School. If Xiao Jiang comes to our school, I will be his future head teacher."

Jiang Donglin's eyes lit up, but no one noticed this detail.

Yan Ze didn't stand out, pretended to be a competent little secretary, said less and did more, and took out a small notebook and prepared materials.

Lei Xueming said embarrassingly: "What, the two teachers just collided. I am a teacher in No. [-] Middle School. If a child comes to study in our school, I will be his future head teacher."

The child's father was puzzled: "Well, a teacher from No. [-] Middle School came here just now and said it was from the Admissions Office."

Lei Xueming explained: "The teacher at the admissions office didn't have a good idea. As the head teacher, I know more about the school's policies. I saw him just now. He hasn't been here for long."

The child's father rubbed his hands and said, "This teacher is too. He was frightened by the livestock at home, and left without saying a few words, leaving behind several boxes of eggs."

Lei Xueming almost burst out laughing on the spot, but held back, feeling uncomfortable in his stomach.

Yan Ze looked at the native eggs and salted duck eggs in the corner, and calmly poked Qiao Zheng's back with a pen.

Qiaozheng reached a tacit understanding with her, and naturally took out 500 yuan, and said to the parents of the child: "Brother and sister-in-law, this is a gift from our school, and you must accept it."

The two simple parents looked at each other, their faces flushed, and they retreated again and again: "You... oh, how can you let the teacher pay for it, teacher, don't be like this..."

Qiaozheng waved his hand: "Look at what you said, I don't pay for it. It's because the school leaders heard about this child with excellent character and academics. They must reward me, the class teacher. This is public money. Take it."

She said so, and the child's father accepted it.

"Thank you teacher soon." The child's mother said.

The light in the boy's eyes was pure and youthful, and he bit his lower lip, a little hesitantly said, "Thank you teacher."

Lei Xueming said: "Brother and sister-in-law, let me ask, what did the teacher say just now?"

The child's father said: "Oh, just...that is to say..."

Seeing his clumsy tongue, the village head feared that the teachers would be impatient, so he spoke on his behalf: "If the child goes to No. 1000 Middle School, not only will the tuition be free, but as long as the grades are maintained, there will be a scholarship of [-] yuan per year."

Lei Xueming showed a negative expression: "Brother Wang, what he said is wrong, I'm here, just because I'm afraid that the child will be misled and think our school is fraudulent."

The child's father nodded again and again: "Oh, so that's the case, please trouble the teacher."

Lei Xueming began to say: "First of all, it's the scholarship. I'm really sorry to make you happy for nothing. This is a mistake. The school doesn't have this policy. Maybe the Propaganda Department didn't pay attention and released the news."

Jiang Donglin, who had been silent all this time, let out an ah, very regretful, he chose No. [-] Middle School just for the scholarship, now that the scholarship is gone, he has lost interest, and No. [-] Middle School has a gentle and beautiful teacher.

Lei Xueming said generously: "My good boy, the teachers will respect your choice and tell you the truth. The teacher hopes that you will study in No. [-] Middle School. The resources and management there are obvious to all. Are you right?"

What a teacher who understands righteousness, student Jiang was very excited: "I...I want to study in No. [-] Middle School."

Qiao Zheng stood up and shook his hand: "You are very welcome."

The little secretary Yan Ze showed an imperceptible smile, it was the smile of a real boss.

After leaving Jiang's house, Yan Ze asked, "Mr. Lei, what about your bicycle?"

As soon as Lei Xueming mentioned this, he became angry: "No more!"

"..."

But it was a good fight, and the sacrifice of a bike was nothing.

The rain was really tormenting. After returning home, Qiao Zheng couldn't wait to take a hot bath to wash away the sticky sweat.

After washing, she asked worriedly: "Hey, is it really okay for us to do this? You said, after Jiang Donglin came, he found that Mr. Lei was not a teacher at No. [-] Middle School at all. What should we do?"

Yan Ze said lightly, "It's not that simple. Let's just say that Mr. Lei appreciates him very much, so he can be transferred to No. [-] Middle School."

Qiao Zheng still has a question: "Then what should he do if he finds out that his head teacher is not me at all?"

Yan Ze looked at her and said, "Stupid, it's fine if you say you're pregnant."

"..."

What a fraudster.

Qiao Zheng thought again, touched her stomach, and said softly, "Then whose child am I pregnant?"

Yan Ze moved closer, with the tip of his nose pressed against her cheek, and his voice was magnetic: "Who does it belong to, don't you mother know?"

Qiao Zheng's legs went limp, and she put her arms around the opponent's waist.

Warm lips kissed from the forehead all the way to the tip of the nose.

The eyelashes swept across her face, leaving a trembling touch.

There are cars here.