The President Mistook Him For A Canary!

After Zhuo Shu got off work, he went straight back to Zhuo's house.During the meal, I asked casually: "How was the home visit today? Did the teacher say anything strange?"

"No." Zhuo Zi hurriedly replied, "What strange things can happen to me!"

Zhuo Shu: You don't have one, but I do.

Zhuo's father laughed and said, "The teacher praised Ah Zi and asked our parents to cooperate with the school's work. Everything he said made sense."

Zhuo Shu asked again: "Then what does the teacher look like?"

"Don't look old." Zhuo's father glanced at him, and said in disbelief, "You are really good at it, why do you think Mr. Ying is old?"

"Of course I know he doesn't look old, but after all, that's where he is." Zhuo Shu thought of the handsome old man he saw in Moments last time, and looked at his father, suddenly felt that the old head teacher was more important. handsome.

"Brother! If you speak ill of Teacher Ying again, I will get angry!" Zhuo Zi glared at him.

"Tsk."

After dinner, Zhuo Shu and his father discussed business matters in the study for a while. When they came out, they saw Ms. Mu Qing playing games with her daughter in the living room again, and said in a deep voice, "Three, two..."

"It will be ready soon!" Ms. Mu Qing shouted, and the next second it fell into a box, "It's all your fault!"

"Who is to blame?" Zhuo Shu propped his hands on the railing, looking down at the mother and daughter in the living room.

Mu Qing turned around and sold her daughter: "It's all your fault, it's okay to ask me to play some games."

Zhuo Zi: I am the bottom of the QAQ food chain.

After taking a shower, Zhuo Shu lay on the bed and checked the messages on his mobile phone, and found that the head teacher had sent him a message ten minutes ago.

[Class teacher]: Zhuo's father?

[Zhuo Zi's parent]: Well, teacher, do you have anything to do?

Ying Tongchen: "..."

I have never seen such a brazen person!

It took 2 minutes for Zhuo Shu to receive a reply.

[Head Teacher]: Today's home visit was a success, thank you for your cooperation.

[Zhuo Zi's parents]: You're welcome, this is what our parents should do.

[Head Teacher]: Zhuo's father is very enlightened [like].However, the school needs to submit a handwritten home visit record, and both the head teacher and the parents have to submit a copy of their impressions, which will be handed in tomorrow. Dad Zhuo, please work hard tonight [smile]

【Zhuo Zi's parent】:......

[Class teacher]: Is there a problem?Didn't you emphasize again and again today to support the work of teachers?

[Zhuo Zi's parent]: No problem.

[Head Teacher]: Remember to write it by hand [Lotus Good Night]

【Zhuo Zi's parents】: [Smile goodbye]

Zhuo Shu's head was about to explode.

He shouldn't have joined that ghost parent group back then!

In the middle of the night, Zhuo Zi was still writing homework, when someone knocked on the door suddenly, which startled her.

Opening the door, I saw Zhuo Shu standing at the door, his face as black as the bottom of a pot.

"what happened?"

"Don't go to bed so late?" Zhuo Shu looked at her very unpleasantly now, and threw the folded paper in her hand angrily, "Bring it to your class teacher tomorrow morning, the old guy is so annoying."

"You are not allowed to call him old!"

"It's old! It's just an antique, and you have to write any bad feelings by hand." Zhuo Shu closed the door and returned to the room cursing.

On Monday morning, Ying Tongchen had just returned to the office from the sophomore teaching building when he saw Zhuo Zi walking in with his homework in his arms.

"Bu Xuexi still didn't hand in his homework. He called and said that he helped the old lady across the road in the morning and was blackmailed. Then he used a B-box to completely stupefied the old lady, and then he got away."

"It's really hard for him." Ying Tongchen said, "Remember to arrange him for the next performance."

"No problem!" Zhuo Zi took out another piece of paper from his pocket, "By the way, my brother asked me to give it to you."

Ying Tongchen raised his eyebrows, he didn't expect that brother Zhuo was so obedient, he took it with a smile: "Okay, class is about to start, you go back to the classroom."

After the person left, he unfolded the note, and the beautiful handwriting was eye-catching.A large piece of paper is densely packed, and the content is very real.

Ying Tongchen opened Baidu, entered the first sentence, and as expected, he immediately found the full version.

Then he looked at the inscription on the paper - Zhuo Fu, the name of Zhuo Zi's father.

It seems that this old brother Zhuo is about to put on his already torn vest to death, so he doesn't mind giving this parent some more "homework" in the future.

After a day of class, a set of papers was handed out for practice in the evening self-study. The students complained and buried their heads in writing reluctantly.

Ying Tongchen was sitting on the podium grading homework, and found that Zhuo Zi in the first row was staring at his glasses, gave her a warning look, and said in a low voice, "Hurry up and do your homework."

"Teacher, your glasses chain is so pretty." Zhuo Zi said with a smile, "It's very handsome to wear."

Ying Tongchen was stunned for a moment, and looked down at the chain. Zhuoshu hadn't worn it since he bought it for him last time, and left it in the office.

At this time, a black shadow floated outside the window.

Zheng Zhinan lay at the window and waved at him.

"Do the questions well, be conscious." He put the cap on his pen, got up and walked out.

Zheng Zhinan hurried over, took out the cigarette case, and just about to take out two cigarettes, Ying Tongchen said, "Be careful of the director's inspection."

Zheng Zhinan turned back in a hurry, and let out a mournful sigh: "Brother, how do you think I can catch up with Shengwu?"

"I don't know, and I have no experience." Ying Tongchen turned around, leaned against the railing, and kept his eyes on the movement in the classroom.

Zheng Zhinan said: "I asked her to go to enjoy the moon during the Mid-Autumn Festival, but she refused me. I asked her to go out to play on the National Day, but she refused again."

Ying Tongchen wondered, "Why did you reject me?"

"She said that it was raining during the Mid-Autumn Festival and it was not suitable to go out. There were many people on National Day, so it was not suitable to go out."

"There's nothing wrong with it. It's raining and there are too many people. It's really not suitable to go out."

"But, what I'm talking about is going to my house to enjoy the moon." Zheng Zhinan said, "Go out of school on National Day to play in the billiard hall opposite."

"..." Ying Tongchen patted him on the shoulder solemnly, "Brother, there is a long way to go, just keep working hard."

It will soon be the Mid-Autumn Festival. The Mid-Autumn Festival is on Saturday, and the holiday starts on Friday.

Ying Tongchen went back to the apartment to pack his luggage, planning to go to the old man's house early tomorrow morning.

After eating, he remembered that he hadn't been to the gym for a week, so he talked to Meng Gong on WeChat and drove over.

There is a bit of traffic jam on the road, and it usually only takes 15 minutes by car, but now it has not arrived in half an hour.

While feeling bored, the phone rang.He glanced at the caller - Zhuo Shu.

"Hey."

"Are you free tomorrow?" Zhuo Shu asked.

"what happened?"

Zhuo Shu paused: "Are you going to watch the moon?"

"No." Ying Tongchen added, "It might rain tomorrow."

"..." Damn the weather!

Zhuo Shu thought for a while, and immediately said, "It's not raining in Bourdain."

"..." Ying Tongchen suspected that Zheng Zhinan was his brother.

"That's not going, I have to go home tomorrow."

Zhuo Shu looked through the calendar again. After the National Day activities, he just wanted to find a small island to relax: "Do you want to go out for fun after the National Day?"

"No, there are too many people."

"..." Zhuo Shu made a face full of criticism, "Did I give you shame?"

Ying Tongchen let out a muffled laugh, looking at the crowded traffic in front of him, the feeling of boredom dissipated a lot.A special face appeared in his mind, and he could even imagine his expression at this time, just like Erha who only exploded his hair.

If he was in front of her, she probably couldn't help scratching his chin and purring his fur.

"You still dare to laugh?!" Zhuo Shu gritted his teeth.

"Sorry." Ying Tongchen couldn't control his laughter.

The car in front moved slowly, he turned the steering wheel, and the car in front stopped suddenly in the next second.

boom--

Ying Tongchen stepped forward: "..."

Zhuo Shu heard the voice and asked, "What's wrong?"

"Follow-up, hang up first."

Zhuo Shu put away his phone, and saw the driver turn back from the driver's seat, with a sad face: "Boss, the car in front stopped suddenly, and then I stopped quickly, and we were rear-ended."

Zhuoshu: "..."

Before the boss got angry, the driver got out of the car to negotiate.

The owner of the car behind was a young man who seemed to be quite talkative. The two did not quarrel, and both sides admitted their faults.

The driver immediately ran back to report the situation: "Boss, the man promised to be responsible for the repairs, but he has to wait for the insurance company to come. Would you like to take a taxi back first, and I will wait here?"

"is it serious?"

"Scratched a little skin."

Zhuo Shu got out of the car agitatedly to check the situation, turned around and saw Ying Tongchen checking the car, almost tripped, "Why are you here!"

Ying Tongchen was also very surprised: "Is this car yours?"

"Yeah." Zhuo Shu's complexion became even worse. He walked up to him and stared into his eyes, "Refused me on the phone, twice! After refusing, you came to bump into my car. What on earth are you trying to do? To attract my attention?" !"

Ying Tongchen raised his head slightly, looked at his furry face, couldn't help but curled the corner of his mouth, and stretched out his hand to scratch his chin.

Zhuoshu: "!"

Driver: "!!!" It's dangerous, the fur of a tiger can't be touched, what is this car owner doing.

"Presumptuous." Zhuo Shu looked at him viciously, but his feet trembled twice, and the toes began to restless again.

driver:"......?"

Boss, something is wrong with you.