my teacher

It had just rained, and the sky was still a little gray.

After some delicate and moist alleys, the humidity is very heavy, and now it is just the beginning of autumn, and the morning is even more cool, as if it penetrates to the bone marrow, making many people who walk here unconsciously shrink their necks and close them tightly Put on your coat.

Compared with a buddy with a briefcase in a thick windbreaker who passed by, Qu Cangmang's small body wrapped in a T-shirt was a little thinner.

But he didn't feel cold, his face was rosy, the corners of his mouth were raised high, he was holding a piece of paper tightly in his hands, and his palms were sweating a little.

This piece of paper was the admission letter from Yuanxing Middle School that he had received yesterday, and it was completely out of shape after being trampled by him.

Kicking away the "little friend" who was about to climb up his trousers, Qu Cangmang glanced sideways and restrained his smile, but his beautiful big eyes sparkled, and it was not difficult to see his high mood.

"Let me tell you, don't push yourself too far." Qu Cangmang stopped, and said when the other party grabbed his trouser leg and crawled again.

After a while, there was a low response from below, "Oh."

I saw a little boy in a long gray sweater scratching his head, retreated a few steps sullenly, plunged into the wall on the right and disappeared.

Qu Cangmang bent down and flicked the wrinkled trousers left by the boy. This episode did not disturb his joyful mood, and he continued to move forward without stopping.

In a society where job competition is so fierce, it is not easy to find a decent job.What's more, a stunned young man like him who just walked out of the university campus is still studying in a normal school.

In many schools, there is a pit surrounded by eager radish. When the old radish is about to retire from the pit, thousands of young radish rush to fill the pit.

Teacher is indeed a good profession, just the two long vacations every year are extremely coveted.In addition, the salary of the teachers is not bad, the working environment is good, the working hours are stable, and they are very respected...

It's just that there are hundreds if not thousands of graduates from various normal universities every year. Looking at the whole city, there are not many schools that are recruiting.

Because many graduates have no work experience and no good connections, they have no choice but to go to some small cram schools to become teachers and accumulate slowly, or simply bite the bullet and change careers, completely cutting off the idea of ​​being a people's teacher.

Qu Cangmang felt that he should belong to the kind of people who got lucky by luck. He is a graduate of Normal University in S City this year. He just walked out of the campus, so he didn't dare to dream of finding a job immediately.However, like many students, he still submitted his resume to several companies online with the mentality of giving it a try, but because he was not proficient in the operation, he even forgot to upload the photos.

So when he received the interview call, the shock was by no means a little bit.

But then Qu Cangmang calmed down, it was just an interview notice, it didn't explain too many problems.It is hard to say whether it will be successful or not.

So with the mentality of accumulating interview experience, he passed it very smoothly...

Then, the entry notice was sent, and the position was actually a head teacher of a sophomore class. Although a study plan had been handed in, if the plan was not implemented well, everything would be just talk on paper.

He has zero teaching experience.

"Principal, I haven't even been a subject teacher before." Qu Cangmang murmured, but his bright eyes narrowed suddenly, looking at a woman in red with a shoulder bag talking on the phone not far away, feeling a little helpless Sighed, "Why is it so endless today? If I'm late for work on the first day, what will I do in the future!"

Yuanxing High School is a private school with a bad reputation, because the tuition fees there are ridiculously expensive and the enrollment rate is mediocre.

However, Qu Cangmang is quite satisfied, as long as the places where private titles are listed, the treatment for employees is good.

The mediocre enrollment rate fully shows that there is still a lot of room for development.

With his qualifications, he is cleaner than a trouser pocket, so what is there to be picky about being able to squat in a position?

Glancing at his watch, he saw that there were still 10 minutes before the first class of his teaching career, and put away the notice, "It seems that this time, we have to hurry up."

Qu Cangmang pursed his light-colored lips, and strode towards the woman in red. Not to mention, she was really good-looking, with good features and a full forehead, but her pale face made her look a little haggard. .

In particular, the color of the coat was blood red, which made his complexion even more bleak.

He bumped the woman with his shoulder as if nothing had happened, and before she frowned and was about to speak, he raised a gentle smile and said apologetically, "Sorry, I bumped into you."

"It's okay." Seeing that he had a good attitude, the woman couldn't put on a face for a while, so she just hung up the phone and walked out of the alley quickly with her shoulders shrugged.

Qu Cangmang watched her leave, smiled, and looked at his shoulder sideways, "Those who should go down don't go down, and those who shouldn't go down want to go down instead. Hey, tell me about you, what's going on?"

Qu Cangmang stayed where he was and didn't move. A young man jogging past him happened to hear this, and stopped in his tracks and was slightly taken aback.

"Big brother, are you talking to me?"

"Ah, I'm sorry, I was talking to myself." The smile was still gentle, and Qu Cangmang was calm.

"Oh." The boy nodded, thinking, what a strange person.

The boy gradually ran away, the briefcase buddies walked through the alley one by one, the woman in red got on the bus, and the old aunt who passed by the alley with her grandson in her arms also got on the bus.

Many people passed by Qu Cangmang's side, but no one could see that on his right shoulder sat a woman in white who was wiping her nose violently.

She had stopped crying, and was covering her nose with the handkerchief she had wiped her tears from earlier, "I like red coats, but God is not fair! Why can I only wear white coats after I die? I hate, I—Ah Choo— —I hate all the white clothes, and I hate the car exhaust in this city even more! Ah Choo—”

Qu Cangmang smiled without saying a word, knowing how special his physique is, seeing ghosts, talking to ghosts is not particularly unusual, he can also touch ghosts and ghosts, and experience the existence of supernatural beings for himself.

So is he, and so is the ghost.

Leaning on him, the ghost can also feel everything in this real society, such as the breeze blowing by, the transition of car exhaust emissions, moldy garbage, and smelly sewers...

Now ghosts are more sensitive than humans, "If you are willing to stay away from me, you won't feel the exhaust."

But the woman in white retorted sharply, "Liar! I was smoked all day long when I didn't meet you."

Hearing what she said, Qu Cangmang pondered for a moment, "Well, is that so? I understand. I can't help you in this situation. It seems that I can only ask others. Wait a moment, I'll find Brother Bai Come."

As he spoke, he pulled out a yellow note from nowhere, and began to mutter something.

"Brother Bai? Your face is white enough. Is there anyone who is whiter than you?" Speaking of whiteness, the woman's face was a little distorted, and her delicate eyebrows and eyes were a little more ferocious.

Qu Cangmang held up the note froze, "Sister, may I ask when did you die?" The generation gap seems to be a bit big.

The woman glanced at him, and coquettishly lifted her hair and smoothed it. Two red clouds appeared on her bluish face, and her legs swayed on his shoulders. "The Lun family died in 08." Lah! It was the year of the Imperial Capital Olympic Games. You don’t know, I went to the Water Cube to watch the idol dive! No one knew that I was standing in front of the idol, and then I floated to his dressing room, the idol That figure is awesome, the waist is the waist, the butt is the butt, and finally I saw his idol..."

"Stop—stop!" Qu Cangmang rubbed his temples, and lowered the person on his shoulders, "Brother Bai, I will leave the rest to you."

"Okay, I'm going to trouble Xiao Cang again this time." A low-pitched male voice came out without warning. The man Qu Cangmang called Big Brother Bai was wearing a knee-length white windbreaker. The color almost blinded the female ghost's eyes, and the person suddenly floated up from the ground like a voice.

The place below...there aren't many people with the surname Bai...

"Ah—ghost!" The woman in white was trembling all over, pounced, turned around and plunged into Qu Cangmang's arms, hugged his waist tightly and refused to let go, "Help, what a scary ghost!"

If this ghost wasn't a woman, Qu Cangmang would definitely step over.Eldest sister, are you a ghost yourself?What a fuss!

"Don't move around, he won't hurt you."

"No—he, he has fangs! He still has claws—please, brother, you'd better send me down! I’m willing to be an ox or a horse, by the way—actually, I’m still a virgin, you If you don't mind, I can-"

"Sorry, I still prefer people with unfinished lives. I have something important to do today, so I can't send you down." Qu Cangmang immediately retorted when he heard that the aim was wrong, and used the money he bought from the ghost messenger. Only with the small ability to escape that came, was he able to escape from the restraint of women.

After straightening the messed up T-shirt, Qu Cangmang heaved a sigh of relief, "Brother Bai, did you scare her with your original form?"

The man in white smiled politely, "How could that be?"

Qu Cangmang nodded, but the female ghost trembled even more because of the master's smile.

It's scary, let me go to shi quickly!

Bai Wuchang, one of the second masters of the underworld, the deterrent power of the original form is naturally not something that ordinary little spirits can bear. Qu Cangmang was lucky enough to see it once, but he didn't think it was too scary.

At first glance, it looks a bit like the male protagonist of a horror movie mutated, but after watching it for a long time, it is actually quite attractive.

"Take it away, I have something else to do."

After Qu Cangmang finished speaking, Master Bai, who had turned into an ordinary person, realized that the little guy had put on a decent-looking leather bag today. After a preliminary "visual inspection", it contained teaching plans and new edition textbooks ([-]) ([-]) ( [-]), "Xiao Cang, is this going to class?" Then he glanced at the wrinkled entry notice.

This school, this class... Hehe, it really is Xiao Cang.

Qu Cangmang shook his head and said, "No, it's going to work."

"Go to work? Hehe, Xiao Cang has really grown up."

"Hmm." High school entrance examination, college entrance examination, etc... Every time Bai Wuchang said this, Qu Cangmang felt very sad.He, who is so pleased with his growth... is actually... not a human being!

With the female ghost limp into a ball, he drew a circle on the ground, and immediately a dark passage appeared, which was more convenient for Bai Ye below.

You can open the ghost door at any time, you don't have to look for a designated entrance when you go down to buy or sell something like Qu Cangmang.

"By the way, the reward this time." Bai Wuchang, who stepped in with one foot, suddenly turned around and threw a bag to Qu Cangmang.

He weighed the weight, but it wasn't light, Qu Cangmang was a little puzzled, "She's just a womanizer running around, why did she give so much money?"

Bai Wuchang waved his hand indifferently, "This year's generation will have to rely on Xiaocang to take care of it. Recently, three ghost messengers have resigned, and one deputy and two assistants are on marriage leave. The extra is counted as an advance payment. Let us know at any time.”

"Oh." Qu Cangmang didn't hesitate, and immediately put a bag full of coins into a pocket that was much smaller than it was.

This money is worthless in the Yang Realm, and you can't even buy a piece of bubble gum, but it can be of great use below, only you can't think of it in Fengdu Pedestrian Street, and you can't buy it without you.

Qu Cangmang likes one of Fengdu's specialties the most, Mengpo soup.

It's not the bowl that will forget the past memories after drinking, but the daily limited soup made by Granny Meng for extra money.

Since that incident ten years ago, everything he eats and drinks tastes like water, and he can’t taste any saltiness. Only the soup made by Meng Po has a different taste, which is sour and salty, bitter and spicy, which is very strange. , is also very evocative.

Nervously looking at his watch, Qu Cangmang didn't dare to delay any longer, for fear that he would be late for the first class and leave a bad impression on future students.

The location of Yuanxing Middle School is a bit remote. Qu Cangmang officially started his job on the first day. He has not yet applied for a teaching staff card. When he walked to the school gate and wanted to show his employment notice to show his identity, the old gatekeeper had already opened the side door for him. He shouted, "Good morning, young man."

Qu Cangmang guessed that the other party had received the notice of a new teacher coming, so he smiled and replied, "Hello."

Last week, when the school year group prepared lessons together, they were in the office of the branch school in the city center. This was the first time for Qu Cangmang to come to the main school.

After greeting many staff members along the way, Qu Cangmang was overjoyed. He thought that he liked this school.

Maybe they just acted casually, but they really eliminated the tension in my heart.

By the time he reached the door of the second-year team's office, Qu Cangmang had completely relaxed.

"Mr. Qu is here?"

"Ah, good morning, team leader!" Looking back at the source of the sound, it turned out to be the immediate leader. Qu Cangmang immediately stood at attention and said respectfully.

The leader of the second-year team pushed his glasses, looked at him, and asked in a cold voice, "There are still 5 minutes before the class bell. What should you do at this time?"

"Go to the classroom in advance and prepare for class!"

"Why don't you go soon?" The voice suddenly rose a few degrees.

"Yes."

The team leader's eyes sharpened, and Qu Cangmang could only smile wryly in silence. The tension that had been suppressed with great difficulty now popped out again.