The music class was taken over again

Teacher Yan's heart was pulled a bit, and it hurt a little, but she still pretended not to understand: "What nonsense are you talking about?"

Qiao Zheng wiped away tears: "It's nothing."

Yan Ze saw that she was back to normal, just now she looked like a snake spirit, and wanted to take it all away after the play was over, it was impossible.

People who are good actors are not necessarily acting. Teacher Yan's eyes are black and white, but the light inside has become elusive. It's time to explore Teacher Qiao's motives.

Seeing that Teacher Yan was going to work, Qiaozheng stood up awkwardly. She was in a bad mood and didn't even want to say hello when she left.

When she stood up, there was a warm current coming from her body, Yan Ze put the lilac-colored cotton coat on herself, and said warmly: "Don't forget to wear clothes, it's cold outside."

The gentle voice sounded extremely unreal, and every inch of Qiao Zheng's nerves was trembling. She even suspected that the world in front of her eyes was illusory. A perfect illusion derived from the subconscious.

Maybe the truth of the matter is not like this, maybe Teacher Yan threw the clothes to herself fiercely, and said: "Take your clothes and get out!"

Qiaozheng stretched her arms into her sleeves, and stammered, "Then...then you get dressed too."

"I know."

Yan Ze didn't know if Qiao Zheng was crying stupidly, the whole person fell into a dreamy unconscious state, her voice was weak, like a silk in the wind.

Qiao Zheng left, and she returned to her desk with a faint pain in her heart.

The winter vacation is coming, and the teachers start preparing for the winter vacation homework early.

Teacher Lei flipped through the documents on the computer and muttered: "This set of questions is good, so is this one, huh? This summary is also good, Xiao Wang, let's print it out!"

"Are you going to print so many of them? This is more than 100 pages. Our senior year winter vacation lasted for two weeks."

"How can there be so much nonsense, if you are asked to print it, you can print it, what's wrong with more than 100 pages, and there are too few people who really want to learn."

So this year's winter vacation mathematics homework has created a record high, and the students are miserable.

The math group made a good start. The other teachers saw it and thought that there are so many math homework, we can't fall behind. Everyone started to print the questions crazily, and the classroom became a sea of ​​white test papers.

The next day Yan Ze still wore the black long gown to work, but Qiao Zheng was embarrassed to wear the lilac-colored one again.

The winter vacation was about to start, Qiao Zheng asked, "Mr. Yan, are you going back to your hometown in the provincial capital?"

Yan Ze nodded: "I can't live for a few days, I don't have time, and I'll be exactly the same when I come back from the winter vacation, the most important exam."

Qiao Zheng snorted. There is a saying, "One mold is gold, two molds are silver, and three molds are iron." Qiao Zheng didn't understand why she said that, but the teachers all paid attention to it.

"Then... how long will you go back then?"

"Students are on vacation for less than two weeks, and I won't be back for long. School starts on the seventh day of junior high school, and I will come back in the third junior high school at most."

Qiaozheng said: "Then what... last year's winter vacation lasted [-] days, this year... should the school be so inhuman..."

She put her love aside and gave her classmates infinite sympathy. She has worked in No. [-] Middle School for several years, and she has seen the winter vacation getting shorter every time, and the same goes for the summer vacation.

"You don't know, there were two of the top ten in the city's unified examination last time, and there were two people in the No. [-] Middle School. They were all taken by our school before, and the first place in liberal arts last time was in the No. [-] Middle School."

After all, Qiao Zheng is not a culture teacher. She used to have no sense of crisis about this, but now that Teacher Yan is worried, she also began to complain: "If you don't get good grades, you will oppress the teacher. The principal and others are all greasy, bald old men."

The corner of Yan Ze's mouth twitched. She had long had an opinion on the idiot school leader, but because of her status, she never complained about these things. Qiao Zheng started this, and she couldn't hide what she was saying: "Second Middle School The hardware facilities of our school are not at the same level as our school. Parents are generally unwilling to let their children suffer. This has formed a cycle. With excellent students, they will attract more excellent students. If things go on like this, the gap between the two schools will decrease Getting smaller and smaller."

Qiao Zheng didn't know how to answer, so she sighed appropriately.

She suddenly thought of a key question: "Then... will you leave here in the future? You are so young, and you can go to a big city to develop. It's a pity to stay in such a small place."

Although I really don't want you to leave.

Yan Ze smiled back and asked, "Where do you want me to go? How can I develop as a teacher?"

Qiao Zheng was unconstrained: "Be the principal, the director of the Education Bureau!"

"..."

"But after you get promoted, you must keep in shape, drink less alcohol and eat less meat. Don't be like them, bald and have a beer belly in your 30s." Qiao Zheng said sincerely.

"..."

"Don't use power for personal gain, don't accept red envelopes, don't participate in various dinner parties... Pay attention to maintenance, you see, seven or eight out of ten officials become potbellied, you can't, you must be that fresh and refined little fairy. "Qiao Zheng chattered on and on, as if her Teacher Yan had really been promoted.

"You're thinking too much," Yan Ze interrupted her fantasy, "I'm still willing to deal with students. It's not interesting to me to stay in the office and read newspapers without teaching or attending classes."

"Then...then will you leave No. [-] Middle School? I heard that some schools in the city have more holidays and more bonuses. One teacher only leads one class, which is much easier than here." Qiao Zheng stared at Teacher Yan's face.

I'm just talking casually, don't be impulsive, don't be impulsive, don't abandon me.

"Which school? I understand." Yan Ze deliberately showed his heartbeat.

Qiao Zheng swallowed: "You don't really want to leave, do you?"

Her eyes were staring like copper bells, staring intently at Yan Ze, not letting go of any subtle changes in the other's expression, and seeing through the inner thoughts from the clues.

"I have some ideas." Yan Ze said with a very realistic expression.

Qiao Zheng was in a hurry: "Why are you like this? Although No. [-] Middle School is a little tired, don't you have any affection for this place? Are you willing to part with the classmates, teachers, and cafeteria aunts here?"

"Why do I not want to part with you? You call me Miejue Shitai behind your back. The teachers are afraid of me, and the students are even more eager for me to disappear. What kind of friendship are you talking about?" Yan Ze said deliberately.

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