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At eight o'clock in the morning, Song Yi walked slowly to his office with the buns in his hands.As a biology teacher who is neither the head teacher nor the main subject, he is never scheduled to attend the first class in the morning, so he can come to work leisurely every day.

Song Yi came up from the side stairs of the concave-shaped teaching building. The teacher's office is in the middle of the concave-shaped teaching building. He would pass by the two classes he taught.At this time, there are only 10 minutes before class starts, and many students who went to the cafeteria for breakfast after self-study in the morning have already returned one after another.Those who knew him greeted him one after another.

The very penetrating voices of a few little girls' conversations drifted over from the window.Listening to the content, they were discussing that miraculous young doctor again.

I don't know when it started, Song Yi was surrounded by legends about that young doctor.From the big sisters in the teaching and research group to the young female teachers in the same office, even the female students who taught were not spared.It was as if there was only one man left in the world.

The unmarried male compatriots scoffed.

Song Yi entered the office with a steamed bun in his mouth, and with a quick glance, he saw a large stack of medical checklists on the desk of a class teacher. Only then did he remember that today was the physical checkup before the college entrance examination.

After signing the attendance book, Song Yi sat on the chair in front of his desk.

The female teacher sitting across from him stared very rudely: "Song Yi, you are eating steamed buns with leeks again. Look at the smell of hazi, it won't go away for a long time."

Song Yi smiled and said: "This is the only thing left in the cafeteria, there is no way."

This explanation is not convincing, and the male teacher sitting next to him immediately exposed him: "If you are willing to get up 5 minutes earlier, you will definitely be able to grab other fillings. Every time you wait until the end, of course you can only eat everyone's leftovers." down."

Song stuffed the steamed stuffed bun in his mouth and swallowed before speaking: "So I didn't do it on purpose."

The female teacher almost laughed angrily at his rascal statement: "You also said it wasn't intentional, you uncle, it's useless to say it a hundred times."

Song Yi just patted his head and laughed, and was squeezed out by the male teacher sitting next to him again: "I said Brother Song, you are so inconsiderate of lesbians, it seems that it is difficult to find a wife."

This was overheard by the dean who had just entered the door. The dean first said, "Xiao Wang, you are right. If Xiao Song really can't get a wife in the future, I will blame you." It's time to think about it, you don't need to worry now, you will be anxious in the future." These words were obviously meant for Song Yi.

The teaching director and the head of the high school biology teaching and research team are two aunts who have just entered menopause. They are known as the "Double Happiness Matchmakers" of No. [-] Middle School. They especially love to match unmarried men and women.Among the teachers in the No. [-] Middle School who have not been married for a few years, which one has not been introduced to a blind date by them.The two have made brilliant military exploits and their achievements shine through.Until their matchmaker career met Song Yi, a "thorny head".

As soon as the dean finished speaking, another female teacher in the office said: "Hey, my aunt's friend's daughter works in the tax bureau. She is almost thirty and hasn't found a partner yet. Don't worry about her. Ask everywhere. See if there are any suitable unmarried men here. I think I can give Xiao Song a relationship."

The dean immediately said, "The tax office is pretty good."

Seeing that the topic was about to turn to Song Yi's wedding, Song Yi hurriedly reminded: "It's eight past five!"

"It's [-]:[-]? Let's go, it's time to go to class."

"Is there a physical examination for the college entrance examination today?"

"Yes."

"when it start?"

"Let them go after the second class. I have to lead the team to the People's Hospital in the afternoon. A bunch of bastards, maybe take this opportunity to let them fly somewhere."

"Children nowadays can't control it. Like us at that time, what the teacher said was whatever."

"Scary, I almost forgot to bring my textbooks."

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In less than 2 minutes, the office was half empty.

Song Da felt that he had escaped a catastrophe.

If counting false years, Song Yi would be 32 this year.Putting it on a colleague, at the age of 32, his son can make soy sauce.

Song Yi was admitted to the No. 20 Middle School as a teacher three years ago. When he first came, he was given special care by the dean and the leader of the teaching and research team.At that time, he hadn't recalled it, and he thought that the school leaders were really taking care of him, and he was really troublesome, so he specially brought fruit milk to the door to thank him.As a result, a year later, when his No.[-] was reminded of a blind date five times, he panicked when he saw the faces of the dean and group leader.

Song Yi came to primary school for three years, and had a dozen or so kisses back and forth, all belching.

It's not that Song Yi's conditions are too bad, it's simply that he is perfunctory and passive.

Going on a blind date, who didn't tidy up in advance, tidy up like a dog before going to meet the girl.Even Song Yi dared to go to the greasy face.Ask what plans you have in the future, when will you buy a house, when will you buy a car, do you like children, and how many children you plan to have.I can't even blow a fart, I only know how to smirk in front of girls, and it's strange if I don't let it go.

Song Yi is still living in the dormitory of the school's faculty and staff, which is called "saving time".

A few years ago, No. [-] Middle School moved from the urban area to the former site of a vocational college in the eastern suburbs. The area is twice as large as that of the old No. [-] Middle School.The teaching building, administrative building, library, and dormitory are all newly built houses. They are very prestigious in the city's education circle, and they perfectly control the signboard of the number one high school in the city.But Ruilin is a small place with only four high schools in general.

After the school relocation, if you live in the urban area, it will take three to four 10 minutes to go back and forth without talking.What Song Yi said about saving time was indeed true.Not only is it convenient to save time, but the key point is to save money—saving rent and food.Although the school cafeteria often introduces some magical dishes that challenge the limit of taste buds.Anyway, Song Yi lived comfortably at school, so he didn't want to rent a house outside.

This point is very criticized by the blind date, who is willing to live in the dormitory of the unit after getting married.Song Yi, a partial student, is not in a hurry at all, and his life is three points and one line better than that of a student.Although there are few entertainment activities in a small city the size of a palm, it is rare to see such a boring person like him.

He can't please people with his words, which is boring.The style of doing things is my own way, and it doesn't matter what others say.

It is completely a character destined to be lonely for a lifetime.

So Teacher Xiao Wang sitting next to him was right when he said that it would be difficult for him to find a wife in the future.What can a person who doesn't even know about Shuangxi's matchmaker do?

Teacher Xiao Wang is different from Song Yi. He longs for married life, and he can't wait to plan for marriage at the age of 26.

The noisy office finally quieted down.After Song Yi finished eating steamed stuffed buns, drinking soy milk, and cleaned up the trash on the table and trash can, he went to the bathroom to wash his hands.

His washing procedure is a bit complicated.After soaping, rubbing the palms is not enough at all. Fingers, fingertips, finger crevices, thumbs, backs of hands, and wrists all need to be taken care of. Finally, cross fingers and hold them in a tower shape and pour them under the faucet for a while to let the water flow from the clean area to the polluted area.After washing, turn off the tap with your elbow.

I was very complained about by my colleagues.

As soon as Song finished washing his hands, he held them up to dry for a while, then sat back at his desk to correct the test papers.

Yesterday's biology class was also used as the test paper. There were more than 140 students in two classes, and only one-third of them were changed during the evening self-study.

The college entrance examination is getting closer and closer, no matter what the subject is, the textbooks are basically not taught and only the test papers are evaluated.Science needs to play a sea of ​​​​questions.Song Yi is a person who has experienced it, and he knows very well that this is the way to deal with exam-oriented education.

It was the first time for Song Yi to talk to the graduating class of high school this year, and it would be a lie to say that he was not nervous.But it’s useless to be nervous. You can only think more about how to teach after class to make it easier to understand. At least it would be good to have fewer students sleeping in class.

Song Yi took out a red pen from the pen container, and took the paper under the biology textbook for correction.After approving a few, Song Yi felt a little upset.

He knew the difficulty of this paper, which ones were really impossible to do, which ones were careless mistakes, and which ones were sent for sub-questions, and he knew exactly what.Some diehards are simply a headache. After doing the paper a hundred times, they will still be wrong, and sometimes they will be wrong when they shouldn't be wrong.The wrong question sets of those little boys must be decorations.

Song Yi was really worried to death for them.

Sighing, Song Yi wrote two more topic symbols that needed to be explained in the notebook.

The thickness of the uncorrected papers is getting smaller and smaller, and there is a lot of commotion outside the door.Song Yi looked up at the clock. It was five minutes to ten. It seemed that the students had collectively "leaved prison" and started their physical examination.

There was a lot of noise outside the corridor, and Song Yi heard some students asking if they should draw blood, whether to prick their fingers or their arms, whether it hurts or not.He also said that he stayed up late last night, and his eyesight must be worse than usual today.He also said that he had never had a physical examination in eight lifetimes, what if something wrong was found out this time.The voices of the girls were particularly prominent, discussing whether the lingering male doctor would come to school.The male god doctor happened to be from the Municipal People's Hospital.

Song Yi laughed and shook his head in the office.I also thought that I was so surprised when I was in the physical examination for the college entrance examination.After that, when I was studying, I saw all kinds of illnesses and felt that I had no choice but to run away.

After thinking too far, Song Yi cleared his mind and continued to correct the paper.The red pen quickly ticked or crossed the scroll.

When I go to eat at noon, I can obviously feel that there are fewer people in the cafeteria.In the afternoon of the third year of high school, I had to go to the People's Hospital for a chest X-ray and blood and urine routine. The head teachers of each class took me away early.It is said to be leading the team, but in fact, it is called roll call at the school gate before departure, and roll call at the hospital at one o'clock, and students are asked to ride bicycles to the hospital by themselves.The students were also happy to race their bicycles back to the city, and they could also take the opportunity to eat Caitousheng and sour taro slices at the entrance of the Old No. [-] Middle School.

Song Yi finished his meal, went back to the dormitory, took a nap, and prepared lessons in the office in the afternoon.

In the evening, he didn't come to the teaching building without squatting for evening self-study, and stayed in the dormitory to read.

There are three big boxes in his dormitory, each of which weighs sixty to seventy catties, and they are full of books.If people are lost, these books cannot be lost.

The young teacher in the dormitory next door knocked on Song Yi's door as he was looking for a match.

Song Yi responded, stuffed the book under the pillow, closed the door and went out.

Song Yi is very good at poker and rarely loses money.But he understands the market, never wins more, and occasionally loses a few on purpose.Others didn't notice, and loved to ask him to play cards.