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This class was a shame for Yan Yaojia. When she looked at other people with ridicule, contempt, suspicion or sympathy, her heart was almost bleeding with hatred. When did she fall to this point? !

Those people whom she usually despises and don't care about, now look at her with pity and pity, Yan Yaojia can't bear it at all;

How can someone who should be loved and respected by her be looked at with such pity? !

She was shaking with anger, her broken hair covered her expression, it would only make people feel that she was extremely pitiful, she could not refute or protest, she had to endure it, she had to endure it!

An Qingjue's unhurried voice still rang out in the class, giving one score after another, the least one would get 61 points, only her, only she got zero points!

When had she suffered such a great humiliation?When did she ever get a zero in a class grade? !An Qingjue gave 61 points to those annoying guys who couldn't even speak clearly, but she was the only one who got zero points!

An Qingjue... An Qingjue...how could you do this to me!

How can you do this to me? !

Her heart seemed to be violently stirred by something. Anger and resentment made her expression very ugly. Fortunately, there was still hair covering her expression, so that no one else could see her. She stood there with her head bowed and her body moved slightly. The earth is moving, very pitiful;

Blame the damn... weeds!

A hint of ferocity flashed in her eyes, and she took the leaves of this weed to vent her anger when she returned home!Chop into thousands of pieces and feed the pigs!

"It's time for get out of class to end..."

The mechanical female voice was like the sound of nature, Yan Yaojia relaxed instantly, she put down the things in her hands pretending to be unhurried, even though she really wanted to run away from the door, she had to secretly endure;

You can't do such an irrational thing, calm down, Jiajia, calm down, etiquette is engraved in your bones, don't mess around!

"get out of class."

An Qingjue's indifferent voice came, and the next moment, those three-armed grasses stretched on the desk suddenly floated up and left with An Qingjue. The whole classroom was quiet until An Qingjue's figure disappeared completely. A huge discussion erupted!

"Teacher An is so handsome ahhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh!"

"How can there be such a perfect person!"

"I want to pursue him, I want to pursue him, I want to pursue him!"

"Dream, Teacher An won't fall in love with you! If you fall in love with me, you must be in love with me!"

"Fart! Teacher An must like me! I am the most suitable woman for him!"

"Just wait and go, Mr. An doesn't like you guys. The male god and I are a match made in heaven!"

"Speaking of which, is Yan Yaojia really pretending?" A girl poked the person next to her and lowered her voice.

"But Teacher An said that she was hypocritical and hypocritical, and didn't the action of Sanjiacao just now prove it?..."

"But after so many years of pretending, it's really scary..."

"Don't talk about it, this is really scheming. I heard before that she took the initiative to make friends with Wang Yang..."

"...No, no way?!"

Yan Yaojia couldn't bear the vague scrutiny and whispering around her anymore, she packed up her things, turned her head and walked out, although she bit her lips and her eyes were red, but it was still different from the previous appearance;

It wasn't until she went out that the whispers in the classroom slowly grew louder;

"When she just went out, she looked really fierce..."

"Actually, when I was close to her in class, she looked so fierce, it scared me..."

"Maybe she's just in a bad mood?"

"Then why is Sanjiacao rejecting her so much? Do you think anyone else is so rejected by Sanjiacao besides her?"

"Yes, although many people's top three grasses are indifferent and indifferent, but only her top three grasses reject her so much..."

"Although only one in our class succeeded, but this is the only one who is so rejected by the top three..."

Yan Yaojia firmly held down her schoolbag, a glint of gloom flashed in her eyes, she turned her head and walked towards the school gate, she didn't plan to attend the next class;

Today, she needs to go to An's house for a meal, remember, she must be calm.

If you disclose the news to the An family, someone will come to clean up An Qingjue!

When the time comes, An Qingjue will come to beg her, definitely, definitely.

"Teacher An," just when An Qingjue was about to go back to the dormitory, a gentle and elegant voice sounded behind him, Xue Zhe quickly chased after him, and said helplessly, "Do you still remember the meeting I said? ?”

An Qingjue raised her eyebrows and said, "Isn't it twelve o'clock at noon?"

Xue Zhe shook his head with a smile, "Just now the dean contacted me and asked us to go there now. We have no class for the next two classes. The dean seems to have something to discuss with us."

"Let's go, the dean seems to be very anxious." Seeing An Qingjue's reluctance, Xue Zhe raised his glasses slightly, and said with a smile, "Don't make the dean wait for a long time."

After a little hesitation, An Qingjue nodded and said lightly, "Let's go."

Xue Zhe and An Qingjue stood side by side, the distance was neither far nor close, just within the minimum range that An Qingjue could accept. Xue Zhe talked like he had traveled many places, and he could talk to An Qingjue about any topic for two or three minutes. In a word, two pharmacists, when looking for topics, they naturally start with spirit flowers, spirit grass, spirit beasts and strange beasts. It just so happens that An Qingjue has a little patience for this, and the two of them had a good chat for a while.

When he arrived at the dean's office, the dean was waiting for the two of them. When he saw the two of them coming, Zhao Yan smiled a little, handed them a document, and said in a deep voice: "This year's distribution to Kafendi There are a total of two open projects for young teachers of Sisi College, we have discussed it with a few people, and I will give it to you two, "

"Mr. Xue is in charge of the first project, and Teacher An is in charge of the second project. As for which class you want to take, it is up to you to discuss with each class." Zhao Yan showed a little smile in his eyes, "Prepare well, We Kafendis only accept the best grades, understand?"

"Understood," Xue Zhe said with a smile, this is not the first time this kind of thing happened, "No problem."

An Qingjue nodded briefly, did not speak, and Zhao Yan didn't care, and said, "Ms. Ma Yuan chose to resign due to personal reasons, so his class is temporarily vacant. Now the class with the least amount of classes is Mr. An. , can Teacher An take over temporarily?"

An Qingjue frowned, moved the corners of her lips, and Zhao Yan immediately added: "Double salary and bonus."

An Qingjue slowly relaxed her frowning brows, and said, "How many classes a week?"

"Two classes a day, ten classes a week, it doesn't conflict with your class, I'll send you the class schedule right now," Zhao Yan said with a smile, knowing that An Qingjue agreed, and heaved a sigh of relief. I was afraid that An Qingjue would not accept this appointment.

Take your time, you can be a substitute teacher for a few months, and sooner or later you will become the teacher of this course. "Pharmaceutical Practice ([-])" is much more important than "Pharmaceutical Basics". An Qingjue is such an excellent teacher, How can it be buried in "Pharmaceutical Basics"?

After leaving the dean's office, Xue Zhe said with a smile, "Go to my place for dinner?"

It seems that it is not impossible, An Qingjue thought about it, and said: "Do you have lamb chops?"

There must be, Xue Zhe said with a smile: "Yes."

Even if not, he can buy it now.

"Then I'll go to your place with some seasonings. Let's have Huaxiang short ribs for lunch," An Qingjue said with a final word.

"What kind of seasoning, maybe I have it there." Xue Zhe said with a smile.

"The sap of the Huishen flower, the pollen of the Yueying flower, the buds and juice of the shy love flower, the leaves and stem juice of the three-armed grass..." Before An Qingjue finished speaking, Xue Zhe waved goodbye to him with a smile , with a soft tone, "Hurry up, I'll wait for you in the dormitory."

I'm really afraid that if An Qingjue speaks out again, I won't be able to help scolding him for being violent!

Most importantly, An Qingjue pursed her lips slightly, and if she didn't go back, that little bird would turn the house upside down?

A helpless smile flashed in An Qingjue's eyes when he thought of the seemingly aggressive but soft and cute bird. In order to protect the safety of the dormitory, he should go back early;

In fact... it can be a little later, the bird's hair is still very cute.

An Qingjue quickened her pace, the three grasses in the backpack chased the traitor together, the clouds in the sky scattered around, and the sun shone softly on the earth;

What a beautiful day today.

With so many precious spirit flowers and herbs, Xue Zhe looked at An Qingjue's back meaningfully. Did he return to that family of spirit herbs?

If he returned there, it might explain why Tongan Qingjue didn't care about Anjia at all, and why he suddenly became a mid-level pharmacist.

Yan Yaojia went straight all the way to An's house. An Juehua lost his temper because of what happened yesterday and didn't go to school at all. When Yan Yaojia arrived at An's house, Yu Yilian was comforting him;

"Okay, Xiaohua," Yu Yilian said softly, "Jiajia is here, restrain your bad temper, huh?"

"Hmph! I don't!" An Juehua turned her head childishly, feeling annoyed in her heart, and couldn't help showing her childish side in front of the closest people, and said dissatisfiedly, "She is my wife, isn't she? What? Will you care about my bad temper? Mom, you never cared about my father's bad temper!"

Yan Yaojia was seeing this scene, and disgust flashed in her eyes quickly. Such a man who is arrogant, childish and petty depends on his mother every day, how can it compare to An Qingjue's little thumb?

Yan Yaojia smiled and said, "Auntie, Juehua, Auntie is getting more and more beautiful."

"Auntie and Juehua really look alike, especially those eyes," Yan Yaojia covered her mouth with a gentle smile, "Plus, Auntie is young, so people will believe that they are siblings."

Yan Yaojia's experience from childhood to adulthood, coaxing older women, it is better to praise their children directly.

"You little monkey, you can make me happy," Yu Yilian said with a smile, the sparkle in her eyes was very moving.

Pulling Yan Yaojia to sit down beside An Juehua, seeing the flash of fear in Yan Yaojia's eyes, the smile on the corners of Yu Yilian's lips deepened, becoming softer and gentler.

Like ah, can not look like it?

She has been studying for so many years, guessing and imitating day and night, so that these eyes are shining, so pitiful;

How can it be different?

If he wasn't like her, wouldn't all her painstaking efforts be in vain?

Like ah, of course like.

Father An dotes on his youngest son An Juehua very much. He came back early at noon today and saw Yan Yaojia as soon as he came back. He smiled and said, "Jiajia is here."

The engagement was early, and Father An often saw this little girl, Yan Yaojia. Now that she has become the fiancée of his most beloved son, he naturally loves her even more.

Yan Yaojia nodded and called out with a smile, the four of them chatted for a while, Yan Yaojia pretended to be casual and said: "Uncle, I saw brother Qing from the school today, he seems to be working in the school, wearing a crimson qualification chapter."

Crimson badge of qualification?

Father An was taken aback, subconsciously said: "How is it possible?!"

An Qingjue's spiritual talent level is f. At that time, he was a father for the first time, and he tested it many times without giving up, until he finally admitted this fact with all his heart;

How could a person with mental talent of f be able to become an intermediate pharmacist?

Absolutely impossible!

What if... what if An Qingjue is really a fourth-rank pharmacist?

Father An asked himself in his heart, thinking of his dead wife's delicate and indifferent face, his eyes sharpened;

Absolutely impossible!

This kind of thing is absolutely impossible!

That scoundrel is absolutely impossible to become a fourth-order pharmacist!

By the way, how did this scoundrel get into Cavendis Academy?Could it be...

Father An pursed his lips tightly, his eyes were gloomy. Could it be that that evil son went to find them? !