Korean entertainment strategy game

In the evening, Dongyang turned a few pages of "On How Men Conquer Women" and then put the book on the tea table, while he lay down on the sofa and squinted his eyes, thinking about how to imitate a witch to destroy Jin Zhener and Song Zhiyi's feelings.

If those two people have feelings.

There is too little information about Song Zhiyi, and the two of them just nodded and met each other. Maybe she, a passerby, A, B, and C, has long been forgotten by Song Zhiyi, the winner in life. It seems that we have to start with Jin Zhener first.

It's just a pity that she will start classes tomorrow, and Jin Zhener is not studying in her high school, but a private noble high school.Fortunately, she pays attention to Jin Zhener's cy updates every day, knowing that Jin Zhener likes to sit by the window of a cafe and read a book, Dongyang thinks this is not an entry point.

The two-day weekend passed quickly.

The next day Dongyang came to school wearing a long skirt, her slightly made-up face made her look like a college student at most, although it was true according to her age.

The students were used to having such a beautiful teacher on campus, and many students would even say hello to Dongyang.

At first, Yin Shang, the physical education teacher who mistook Dongyang for a female student, would smile when he saw Dongyang, because they were sitting next to each other in the office, and Dongyang was very concerned about the students in his class. At the moment, Yin Shang only thinks that Teacher Dongyang is very kind and gentle.

After Dongyang sat down at the desk in the office, Yin Shang walked to his seat with a teaching stick and said angrily: "Oh, those brats really get itchy without being taught a day. They fight and make trouble all day long! It's completely violent! Campus violence... By the way, Teacher Dongyang, if you see some brats gathering to fight in the future, don't go up and take care of it. Yesterday, Teacher Han saw a group of people in his class in the alley. A student from another university got into a fight with a student from another university, and after a few words of persuasion..."

"At once?"

Yin Shang sighed, "He went to the hospital."

Dongyang: "..." So cruel?

"I went to see him with a few teachers before, and I almost didn't recognize him. The student was punished, but he couldn't find the other boys, so he probably hid."

Dongyang nodded, indicating that he knew.

At this moment, she glanced at Yin Shang again, and suddenly felt that she understood why Yin Shang was a rough guy with a relatively shy personality, but he seemed to be in the late stage of mania in front of the students, probably because he wanted to calm the students down.

At this time, frequent campus violence is not uncommon in major colleges and universities, but this kind of campus violence mostly occurs in difference high schools and ordinary high schools. Dongyang's current school is an ordinary high school.

The school she used to go to was either privately owned by the nobles, or a state high school that was difficult to get into. That is to say, there were very few fights and troubles in it, and everyone's main task was to study besides studying.

It doesn't mean she hasn't heard of it, but it wasn't too much a few years ago, but I didn't expect this kind of thing to happen among high school students after she graduated from college. I have to say... This is definitely for leisure.

Fortunately, although Quan Zhilong is a bit of a scumbag, he will obediently attend classes and train obediently, and will not get involved in these things.

Thinking of this, Dongyang felt a little relieved.

Dong Yang didn't pay much attention to the recent campus violence incident.After packing up the textbooks, she was ready to go to class. After all, all she cared about now was the mission, and how to clear the goal of the mission.

She has been an intern teacher in this school for nearly a month. According to the original contract between the two parties, as long as she does not make major mistakes and performs well in the next two months, she can become a formal teacher.

A formal teacher... Dongyang shook his head.

Dongyang is responsible for the music class of the entire second-year group. The music class is also divided into two modules, one part is practice and the other part is theory.The practical class is okay, you can play on the spot or teach students to play, but the theory class is easy to fall asleep, after all, it is just a music class, and it is still a music class in a Pugaoli.

This section is a theory class.

Needless to say, the class fell asleep.

Let Dongyang see the sleep skills of the majority of students.

Especially Quan Zhilong, his sleeping position is very comfortable, his body is almost twisted into an S shape, it seems that this child's body flexibility is very good.Dongyang looked around at the students in the class, and then began to open the textbook to explain the content of the exam.

As long as you don't make noise in her class, she also knows that this kind of classwork that doesn't take much weight actually doesn't need to be serious with these high school students.At the end of the term, she will also send out the content of the exam. If they memorize the exam and pass, it will not be a problem.Didn't pass?That can only be said to be a pity.The teacher can only help you so far.

This class was the last class in this afternoon. After class, many students picked up their schoolbags and rushed out.

When Quan Zhilong heard the movement, he opened his blurry eyes, and then subconsciously went to get his schoolbag and prepared to leave.But as soon as he stood up, Dongyang was already standing in front of him.

At this time, most of the students in the class have left. Seeing Dongyang's face, Quan Zhilong felt that he was sober, and immediately said dryly: "Teacher, didn't you say that tutoring is only on weekends?"

Dongyang nodded, "Well, it's on the weekend. But I didn't say, I won't conduct spot checks outside tutoring time, right?"

Quan Zhilong: "..."

Because Quan Zhilong applied for the evening course that he can only attend twice a week, he doesn't actually need to go to today's evening course, he just needs to go to YG company for training after dinner.

Dongyang turned around and said while walking: "Don't worry, it won't take much time for you, just a dinner."

At this time, Quan Zhilong stepped forward to keep up with Dongyang without even thinking about it, but he quickly realized...why did he have to listen to Dongyang like this? !

Despite being so depressed, Quan Zhilong and Dongyang went to the parking lot with a distance of one meter, and then sat on the co-pilot's seat.

I have to say... Juvenile Quan is really familiar with this car now...

"Where are you going?" Quan Zhilong looked at the scene outside the car and calculated the distance from here to YG Company, feeling a little anxious.

Dongyang turned a corner, speeded up the car and said, "It won't be too far from the company, just have a meal and then check your review. You'd better recall what I said yesterday first."

Quan Zhilong: "..."

Not long after Quan Zhilong racked his brains to recall, Dongyang's car parked in a parking lot not far from a coffee shop.She took Quan Zhilong into this not-so-luxurious but warm coffee shop, and sat at a seat by the window.

After the waiter delivered the menu, Quan Zhilong looked at the prices on the menu and was deeply entangled...

He originally planned to treat him to this dinner. After all, he was not only sent home by Dongyang, but also invited to eat barbecue.But at this price... what can I do if I have enough food and clothing!

Dongyang didn't know what Quan Zhilong was struggling with. After ordering the pasta he wanted to eat, he asked aloud, "What do you want to eat?"

Quan Zhilong closed the menu, remembered the price of the pasta ordered by Dongyang, and said seriously: "I'm not hungry."

Dong Yang glanced at Quan Zhilong, smiled and said to the waiter, "Add two servings of orange juice, one serving of bread, one serving of omelet rice and one serving of filet mignon."

The waiter took a look at Dongyang after recording the name of the dish. He didn't expect this guy's stomach to be a black hole... a black hole!

Quan Zhilong also widened his eyes, "Teacher, can you eat it?"

"Who said it was for me?"

"Could it be..." to him?

Dongyang took out a brand new notebook from his handbag and handed it to Quan Zhilong. "Write down the formulas I talked about yesterday, as well as word comprehension and how to apply them. I talked about them in detail yesterday. I will correct them later. You can eat something every time you write a part correctly. My treat."

Hearing this, Quan Zhilong swallowed subconsciously, and he took the notebook from Dongyang's hand.He flattened his mouth and said, "Well, although I'm not hungry, I will try my best to write." By this time, he was still stubborn.

Dongyang didn't care, but took out his mobile phone and began to browse the latest developments on Jin Zhener's cy.

I wonder if Kim Jin Ah will come to this cafe today...?

Not long after, orange juice and bread were served on the dining table. Dongyang clearly saw Quan Zhilong pursing his lips while looking at the food, but he quickly lowered his head and frowned to write formulas and understandings.

Immediately after, the omurice was served, followed by pasta.

Dongyang directly picked up the fork, started to eat the pasta, and sipped two sips of orange juice from time to time, looking really delicious.

At this time, the steaming steak was also served.Quan Zhilong couldn't help feeling even hungrier, and he didn't hand the notebook back to Dongyang until he couldn't think of any formula anymore.Seeing Dongyang put down the fork to take the notebook, and looked carefully at it again, Quan Zhilong felt his heart beat a lot faster for no reason.

I don't know why he is so nervous...

After reading it blankly, Dongyang used a pen to outline many wrong expressions and understandings in the formula, and then tore off the page and handed it to Quan Zhilong. "It seems that with your current level, you can only drink orange juice and eat bread."

Quan Zhilong gritted his teeth and said, "...Teacher, don't waste food!"

"I know, but isn't there a term in this world called packing?"

"..."

Just as Quan Zhilong was biting the bread angrily, there was a burst of crisp wind chimes hitting the door of the coffee shop.

Someone came in.

Dongyang raised his head, and saw Jin Zhener walking into the coffee shop with a bright smile on Song Zhiyi's arm.