First Love Performance Art [Entertainment]

[As expected of the senior devil king, he only speaks the truth]

【Senior, how can you say that about us?I got hurt]

[So is it starting to substitute tomorrow?Alright, then I will rest today and save my energy to study hard tomorrow]

Director Cui: "Now, teachers, please move to the office building and work with the senior special-grade teachers who are responsible for one-on-one guidance on the pre-employment training. This afternoon, you need to have a deep understanding of the teaching content for the next five days and complete lesson preparation. , Tomorrow I will officially start my teacher career experience.”

The members transferred to the office building to connect with their supervisors.Because everyone teaches different subjects, they have to go to different teaching groups to study and prepare lessons.

Song Jianchu's instructor happened to be Mr. Shang, his class teacher back then.

Teacher Shang is 38 years old this year, but he is well maintained and looks very young and beautiful. He is now teaching Senior One and leading International Class A.

Seeing the proud student of the year, Mr. Shang was very emotional: "I haven't seen you for two years. It feels like I taught you yesterday. Now I have a great future, and I have become the principal."

Song Jianchu always remembered that Mr. Shang had a serious occupational disease and his voice had always been bad, so he asked, "Is your voice better recently?"

"I had a minor operation last year, and it's much better now. There are no major problems." Teacher Shang said with a smile: "It's you, you have changed so much in the past two years. It's almost unrecognizable."

Teacher Shang is friendly, and he and Song Jianchu used to get along naturally like friends. Song Jianchu didn't feel embarrassed, so he curled his lips and said, "Don't look at it, there's nothing to see."

"It can't be done, it's already on the top." Teacher Shang said with a smile: "I can't eat without watching your vlog now."

After briefly recounting the old days, Song Jianchu and Mr. Shang learned about the teaching progress of the mathematics class in the first year of senior high school.

It is too boring to prepare lessons alone, and the members share their lesson preparation progress in the group chat.

[Pei Shinian: Oh my god, so there are so many things to pay attention to in physical education class. I always thought that physical education class just let students run two laps and then disband on the spot...]

【Your Lord Bai: I have been in the hell of classical Chinese for two hours, I want to drink [Pain Mask.jpg]]

[MY: I also think... I don't think this thing is so complicated when I usually speak English, and I feel that the more I learn, the less I will...]

【road:. 】

Song Jianchu was very focused on doing things and did not reply to the group chat.

Maybe because he watched him dive all the time, Mu Ye came to chat with him privately.

[MY: Teacher Song, how are you preparing? 】

Song Jianchu was sorting out his lesson preparation notes. When he saw the private chat message on the phone screen, he put down his pen and picked up the phone.

[See Chu Song: It's almost over. 】

【MY: Do you want coffee?I brewed a pot, send you a cup? 】

Song Jianchu stared at that fresh title, his ears felt hot, and he was about to blush inexplicably.

He's been a little out of sorts lately.

It's not like him to always overreact to a trivial matter.

Now too.

Obviously the other party only sent three very serious words, for some reason, he always felt as if he could hear voices in his ears.The man's voice was deep and slow, with an ambiguous and frivolous tone.

[See Chu Song: Don’t worry, we’re not on the same floor. 】

[MY: There is an elevator, it will be very fast. 】

[See Chusong: I also have coffee powder here, just make it yourself later. 】

[MY: Wait for me, 2 minutes. 】

[See Song Song:? 】

Isn't it just delivering coffee, why is this person so active?

Not wanting Mu Ye to toss back and forth, Song Jianchu quickly typed: Really don't need...

Before it was sent out, another message came from the other side.

[MY: I'm afraid you're too tired, so I'll bring you a cup of coffee and give you a hug by the way. 】

【MY: Don't worry, we'll be there soon. 】

【MY: [Heart]】

Song Jianchu: .

Five minutes later, there was a knock on the office door.

Teacher Shang went out to do errands, but there was no one in the office, so Song Jianchu put down the information book in his hand and opened the door.

Mu Ye stood outside the door with a cup of coffee in his hand, and looked inside first: "Only you?"

"Well, the teacher has something to go out." Song Jianchu took the coffee from Mu Ye's hand, "Thank you, let's go back and continue preparing lessons."

Mu Ye's smile paused: "Don't let me in?"

Song Jianchu sighed lightly, knowing what this man was thinking, and said euphemistically, "Not now."

Mu Ye nodded: "Then hug again at night?"

Seeing the momentary loneliness on the man's face, Song Jianchu felt amused.Still couldn't bear it, and gave an affirmative answer: "Let's talk about it at night, let's go back and prepare lessons first."

"Okay." Mu Ye didn't insist any longer, and smiled, "I'll make it up to you in the evening, and hug you as you like, as long as you want."

Song Jianchu: "...Okay, let's go back."

Mu Ye slowly walked a few steps towards the elevator, turned his head a few times tentatively, and finally asked with light eyes: "Do you really want to hold me to charge?"

Song Jianchu held the coffee and waved: "Come on, Teacher Mu."

Watching Mu Ye into the elevator, Song Jianchu returned to the office with a cup of coffee.

Drinking the coffee brought to him by his lover, Song Jianchu leisurely and relaxedly flipped through high school mathematics textbooks.

As if reading a manga, the corners of his mouth are slightly upturned occasionally.

Song Jianchu had excellent grades, and he had no problem teaching the senior generation, and quickly completed the lesson preparation.

Teacher Shang came back to check his lesson plan and passed it once.

The other members hadn't finished their lesson preparation yet. Song Jianchu asked Mr. Shang about the assessment objectives for this assessment, while waiting for the time.

"You may have to work hard these few days." Teacher Shang looked worried, and took out a stack of student materials: "This year's International Class A is harder than yours, and it's only the first semester, and it has already changed." Three homeroom teachers left, and I just started taking over their classes last month."

In less than a semester, three class teachers are gone, which is indeed more troublesome than theirs.

Song Jianchu asked: "What is the reason for changing the head teacher?"

"There are many reasons. I can't explain it in one or two sentences. You will understand after you experience it for yourself in the past few days." Teacher Shang sighed: "The first two class teachers took the initiative to apply for a change of class, and they couldn't persist. Half a month. The third teacher is Teacher Wang who taught you chemistry in the third year of high school, and Teacher Wang persisted for two months."

Song Jianchu casually looked through the student information, and saw many children from well-known corporate tycoons at the previous funder gathering.

He probably knows why this class is more difficult to lead, this class is completely the rich second generation introvert Shura field.

"If these kids continue to make trouble like this, I won't be able to hold on for long." Teacher Shang said helplessly, "I'm going to apply for a shift at the end of this semester. Thank you all."

Song Jianchu made up his mind, put back the students and materials, got up and said, "I probably understand, you should rest well in the next few days, and come to communicate with you if you encounter any problems."

"Come on, Principal Demon King." Teacher Shang smiled gently: "I look forward to your wonderful performance."

In the evening, all the members had completed their docking with their instructors and gathered in the staff dormitory building.

Because Hongyu International Middle School is a middle school with closed management, the head teacher is not only responsible for supervising the students' study during the day, but also supervising the students' living in the school after school.

In order to facilitate the management of students, many class teachers will choose to live in the staff dormitory apartment provided by the school.

The condition of the staff dormitory is better than that of the student dormitory, but the rooms are limited. There are only three rooms left, and each room can accommodate up to two people.

After an afternoon of urgent training, everyone was very tired. After getting their luggage, they went straight to the dormitory floor.

Three rooms connected together.

Bai Xingyu dragged his luggage and the road into the room on the far left. After reading classical Chinese all afternoon, he didn't even bother to say a word of nonsense: "We live in the same room, you can figure it out."

Pei Shinian looked at the remaining two rooms, and thought to himself, isn't the opportunity here?

Eating and living together is the fastest way to enhance the relationship. If you want to build a good relationship with the leader, now is the critical moment.

Pei Shinian cleared his throat, and warmly extended the invitation: "Jianchu, let's live in the same room? We can also play black together at night. I didn't perform well last time. Tonight, my brother will take you..."

Before he could finish speaking, Mu Ye asked warmly, "Chu Chu, do we live in one room?"

Song Jianchu didn't hesitate much: "OK."

Pei Shinian: "?"

Without giving him any time to react, Mu Ye dragged Song Jianchu's suitcase into the room on the far right, closed the door and looked outside, and thoughtfully said: "Physical education is exhausting, so you can rest alone, you are welcome."

After speaking, he closed the door.

Pei Shinian: "??"

Brother, do you want to ask my opinion in advance?

Standing alone in the corridor for a while, Pei Shinian dragged his luggage into the dormitory in the middle.

The only downside of the dormitory is that the sound insulation is not very good. He is the only one in his room and it is extremely quiet, and the voices from both sides can be heard clearly.

From the room to the left came the soft thud of a table hitting the wall.

"Fuck off, you're not allowed to touch it tonight... Cao has given you some face these past few days, right?"

"Hey, I call you a road dog, are you really a dog?! I really thought I wouldn't dare to do anything outside..."

From the room on the right came the sound of running water from the bathroom and knocking on the door.

"I asked Jiaming to bring the pajamas around. When you come out, you can choose by yourself and see which one you want to wear today."

"...Thank you, I'll just wear what I bring myself."

"I also brought the surrounding slippers. Each of us has a pair, and I put them at the bathroom door for you."

"……Oh."

Pei Shinian: "..."

His room is the largest in size.

It seemed so empty at the moment.

It was late at night, and the voices on both sides gradually disappeared.

Before going to bed, Pei Shinian opened the suitcase, pulled out an anime-related pillow, threw it on the bed, and rode to sleep.