Fog River

Chi Shu was the last two classes in the morning, and when he came out of the cigarette shop, there was less than half an hour left. He didn't even have time to change his clothes, so he hurried to the office.

After returning to the office, Chi Shu had nothing else to do. While copying the PPT, he applied Fengyoujing to several acupoints.

Chi Shu actually hated this thing when he was young, it smelled terrible, but that was only when he was young.Ever since he became a teacher, especially after staying up all night to correct papers for several monthly exams, he found that this thing and Red Bull are really a fucking perfect match.

What's more, the wind oil has a strong smell, and you can cover up any seven or eight smells when you apply it on your body, and you can't smell a little bit of alcohol.

After simply following the PPT, Chi Shu sniffed the smell on his shirt, and after confirming that he didn't smell any alcohol, he rushed to the classroom.

Just after the big break, the students in the class were a little bit excited, and it was almost halfway through a class, and there were still rustling sounds.He was a little annoyed, just as he was about to knock on the table to wake them up, he saw the head teacher Huang Wen at the door.

That's all right, no need for Chi Shu to do it himself.

Chi Shu pretended not to see anything, called the class representative to get up and answer the questions, turned his back and wrote the knowledge points while speaking.

Normally, he would have secretly reminded him long ago, but today he didn't know whether it was because of the hangover, or because he hated that straight man's EQ, and he felt bad because he was too lazy to be that thankless bad guy.

Sure enough, when he turned around again, Huang Wen had already lifted several people to stand up, and the students were too quiet to stare at the books seriously.

Chi Shu nodded to Huang Wen, and continued his lecture as if nothing had happened.The students' attention is concentrated, the teacher's teaching efficiency is naturally improved, and the next half of the class time can be regarded as high output and high acceptance.

Chi Shu didn't delay the class either, and dismissed get out of class according to the schedule, and ran to the head teacher's office to get some hot water to drink later.

"Teacher Xiaochi." Huang Wen's voice sounded from behind.

Chi Shu hurriedly put down the kettle, and replied, "Hey, Teacher Huang."

Huang Wen didn't exchange pleasantries when he came up, and asked directly: "How is the class recently, is there no problem with Teacher Chi's class?"

"It's very good. The students in the class are very cooperative." Chi Shu said, but then he reacted and explained, "The situation just now, the big break just ended. It's understandable that the students were a little restless."

Huang Wen sighed: "The freshmen are not very easy to manage. The rules and regulations have not been established just now. Teacher Chi, please pay more attention."

"That's what it should be. Teacher Huang doesn't have to be so polite." Chi Shu added some cold water to adjust the temperature.

Huang Wen smiled, and tentatively asked after a while of silence: "Is Teacher Chi busy recently?"

Hearing his tone, there must be something wrong, Chi Shu became vigilant, but still had a gentle smile on his face: "What's the matter, Teacher Huang?"

Huang Wen sighed, and took a cigarette from his pocket to Chi Shu.

Chi Shu glanced at it, and saw that it was the bitter kind, and waved his hand to refuse: "I'm not used to it, it's too bitter."

"Is this still bitter?" Huang Wen was a little surprised, "Miss Chi, you..."

Chi Shu took out his own cigarette and shook it at him: "I'm sorry, I'm only used to this kind of sweet paper."

"That's pretty good, it shows that Mr. Chi is in love." Huang Wen put the cigarette in his mouth, took out the lighter and lit it for both of them, "How do you say that old saying? Sweet cigarettes are sweet to the heart, and the lover is right ? Is this it?"

Chi Shu took a breath and exhaled, "That's it."

"Hey, then I remember correctly," Huang Wen chuckled, and wanted to say something, but found that the topic couldn't go on, and the atmosphere was a little awkward for a while.

Chi Shu shook the soot and said with a smile, "Teacher Huang can say whatever he wants, don't worry about so much."

Huang Wen took a deep breath and sighed: "Oh, let me just say it straight. I want to ask Mr. Chi if you have time. Can you bring my nephew an English competition?"

"English competition? How old is your nephew?" Chi Shu asked.

"I'm 17," Huang Wen said with a bit of embarrassment on his face, "Well, you also took care of Pan Tianyi from Class 3 before."

"Pan Tianyi?" Chi Shu was really surprised when he heard the name, he hurriedly crushed the cigarette butt and asked, "Pan Tianyi is your nephew?"

Huang Wen scratched his hair in embarrassment: "Yes, it's my nephew, few people know about it."

It should not be said that few people know about it, but that Huang Wen has been hiding it deeply.

Chi Shu also guessed why he wanted to hide it. As for Pan Tianyi, the little bastard who would feel uncomfortable if he didn't make any troubles this day, Huang Wen, a well-known old antique, must feel extremely ashamed.

But Pan Tianyi's English grades are really good, and he has won several English competition awards, but he still feels that he can't get in front of Huang Wen, an old antique, even in a private school like Zhi Rong. things around teachers.

It's just that Shu Chishu can't help with this.There is no personal affair involved, just no time and energy.

Chi Shu shook his head: "I may not have time here. You know that my mother is not very well. Recently, she was caught by Section Chief Ding to control the smoking issue. She was so busy all day that her feet didn't touch the floor. How could there be time?" Bring competition."

Speaking of this, Chi Shu asked again: "Have you asked the teachers in the third group? Now that school has just started, someone should lead the competition."

"I asked earlier, and it will be decided during the summer vacation." Huang Wen said with some helplessness in his tone, "Isn't this year's test paper easy, so many people predict that next year's test paper will be even harder. I just want to take the road of competition, and I can’t be late here now.”

Chi Shu thought about it, and indeed, according to the rule, if the college entrance examination papers in the previous year were easy, the next year's difficulty will most likely increase. It is normal for parents to prepare early.But what Chi Shu didn't expect was that he could think about it so early, at the end of the semester.

"Then... let me ask the other teachers in the group for you?" Chi Shu suggested.

They are all colleagues who will work together for a year or more in the future. No matter what Chi Shu says, he has to give some feedback, and it is impossible to put the cup and leave immediately.

Huang Wen waved his hand: "You're busy too. It's not easy to control the pipes. I'll just go and ask myself. Team Leader Wang still has a little friendship with me."

"You can ask the team leader directly. She knows the time and skills of each teacher best, so it's better." Chi Shu nodded in agreement.

"Let's not talk about this." Huang Wen smiled self-deprecatingly, then looked up at Chi Shu and asked, "How do you care about smoking recently? I think there are quite a few students who smoke."

No, if this is a lot, then he will run to the boss all day long, and it won't be a waste of time to spend some time.

Chi Shu suppressed a smile: "It's okay, I didn't put in much effort, the main thing is that Section Chief Ding and his team worked hard."

This statement is actually quite false, but you have to say that no matter in that workplace, no matter what, you can’t go beyond the superior leader to claim credit, and flattery is a must, whether you are in front of this leader or in front of other people. before.

Looking at Chi Shu's appearance, he knew that he didn't want to talk about other things, so Huang Wen chatted with him casually, and when the class bell rang, the two of them tacitly stopped talking and were busy with their own affairs.

After Huang Wen's overt and secret reminder just now, Chi Shu didn't dare to dismiss the students early, and honestly went to the last second before letting them go to eat.

After class, Chi Shu was not in a hurry to leave, and waited in the classroom for a while, listening to the footsteps from all directions gradually weakening, before taking the lesson plans and wandering slowly into the office.

As soon as he entered the office, the team leader came over with the attendance book: "Mr. Chi, why didn't you clock in this morning?"

As soon as she reminded him, Chi Shu remembered that he clocked in at work every morning. Zhi Rong was very strict, not only for the students but also for the teachers. Check out the mini program before seven o'clock in the morning.

Chi Shu usually wakes up in the morning and subconsciously opens the work group and punches in the card, but today... alas, it was a mistake to drink.

Chi Shu quickly apologized and took out his phone to make up.

"Forget it this time, I won't report it, Mr. Chi, please pay attention next time." The team leader registered Chi Shu's name in the attendance book and signed it at the end.

After signing, she was just about to turn around and leave, but she didn't know what she thought of. She turned around and reminded: "Mr. Chi, you haven't read the news from the work group, have you?"

Just as Chi Shu was about to log out of WeChat, when he heard her say that, he replied with a swipe of his finger to open the work group, and the screen was full of receipts.

Team leader: "The grade meeting will be held at seven o'clock tonight, and we have to arrive at that time. Don't be late, Mr. Chi. The principal is going too."

"Okay, I see." Chi Shu took a screen shot of the notification, and replied that he had received it.

"Well, by the way, Mr. Chi, can you remind Mr. Lu by the way?" The team leader had a begging look on his face.

Seeing this expression, Chi Shu couldn't laugh or cry: "He won't answer the phone again?"

Mr. Lu has a unique personality. Generally, he is extremely willful in such long-talking conferences. He will not participate if he says he will not participate. Way to mess around.

In the end, the unlucky ones are people like the team leader who don't like both sides.

The team leader Sheng Wukelian nodded: "He must come at this meeting. Many leaders from above have come down and appointed him, a teacher who has won a national outstanding professor, to communicate with him."

Mr. Lu has a lot of qualifications. Since the opening of high school teachers to get professor qualification certificates, Zhi Rong has sent several batches of old teachers to interview, but only Mr. Lu succeeded, and he even got a national-level one.

But also because of this, Mr. Lu was annoyed to death by his superior professor who had to see him every day, so he looked for it and used all kinds of old urchin methods to deal with it.

Chi Shu leaned on the back of the chair and laughed, rubbing his aching stomach in response.

Everyone in the team knew what kind of relationship he had with Mr. Lu, so there wasn't much to say about it. After the team leader left, Chi Shu walked around to Mr. Lu's desk and glanced at his schedule, and found that The old man's class happened to be stuck in the last two periods of the afternoon.

That's good, you don't have to go to his house to block him.

Chi Shu glanced at the time, pondered for a while, and then went straight out of the school gate to take a taxi home.

He really didn't dare to pick up the car from Bian Yan, firstly because he was afraid of being caught by a beautiful woman, and secondly, if he didn't clean up in this state today, he wouldn't even dare to meet his ordinary colleagues, let alone meet his sweetheart.

Chi Shu glanced at himself in the rearview mirror. He was really down and haggard. He recalled the scene in the morning again, covering his eyes with embarrassment and burning his face.

He thought for a long time along the way, until he came out of the bathroom after washing, he still hadn't figured out what to do, how to proceed to the next step.

Chi Shu lit a scented candle, closed the shade, and stared at the dialog box on the phone screen in the darkness of the room.

He sent a total of three WeChat messages, Bian Yan never replied.

Although Chi Shu really didn't expect to be able to turn back at the beginning, but I don't know if it was the aftereffect of the hangover, and now he only feels frustrated looking at it.

Anyone who knows Chi Shu knows that he likes to go crazy when he is frustrated.

It's the kind of madness that is a little extreme, thinking about destroying all broken pots and broken pots.

Chi Shu brushed his hair, turned over and sank himself into the pillow, and made a video call to Bian Yan with two taps of his fingers.

It's video, not audio.

Not surprisingly, Bian Yan refused, and a message soon followed.

But Chi Shu didn't look at it, and then dialed the second, third, and finally the fourth, and got tired of answering it when it was about to hang up automatically.

It was dark over there, it was probably blocked on purpose, and a low and hoarse voice came out through the speaker.

"Chi Shu, what's the matter?"

Chi Shu, what's the matter.

Even the first and last names, it sounds very good.

Chi Shu quickly connected the earphones, turned on the recording, and replied, "What? Boss, can you say it again?"

Bian Yan paused, and his tone was a little solemn: "Are you recording?"

"Ah?" Chi Shu's heart skipped a beat, and he asked in shock, "How do you know?"

"I heard the sound of recording starting." Bian Yan explained, then asked after a pause, "Why do you want to record?"

"I..." Chi Shu hesitated for a while, and still felt that the truth was true, but the words automatically took on a flirtatious taste, "You called me by name and surname like that just now, I think it's very nice. How nice it would be to be accompanied by it every time before falling asleep. Since the owner of the voice is not yet at my bedside, I can also record it as a meal replacement. I am waiting and looking forward to the day when the meal replacement will become the master meal time."

Having said that, Chi Shu pulled down the camera a little, and took a picture of his slightly open neckline. At the same time, his eyefolds were lowered, making him look innocent and charming.

He said to the camera: "Boss Bian, I can't sleep, can you coax me?"