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When he woke up the next day, Tela was obediently lying beside the bed, and Xu Jiangtong felt much better.After walking the dog for half an hour in the park, he went back to work at school.

On National Day, there was no one in the office.Xu Jiangtong opened the door and went in, seeing the vacant seats in front of the desk piled up like a mountain, he was silent for a while.

It turned out that I didn't have anyone to celebrate the festival with in China.

Of course, the disappointment only lasted for a moment. Thinking of the emails accumulated in the computer, he knew that he had no time to think about it.

There are two more letters from students in the mailbox, asking about the grading rules for the mid-term assignment.

The teaching reflection in the fourth week, the application for the new project have not been finished yet, an AHCI paper that is being submitted needs to be corrected, and the professor of the School of Physical Education needs to be contacted after the holiday is over... After Xu Jiangtong answered the email, he sorted out the deadlines for various tasks .

Elimination at the bottom, promotion or departure - this is the common pressure of all college teachers, and it is also the preparation made by Xu Jiangtong before he came to China.

In the next few days, colleagues came back one after another.The female teacher at the next table, Yue Yang, saw that he came early, and greeted him with a smile: "Mr. Xiao Jiang, why didn't you even give yourself a day off?"

"I changed to a new environment and wanted to adapt as soon as possible."

"I think you should find someone to spend the holiday with you." Yue Yang joked with him.

Xu Jiangtong's words sounded a bit unclear.He subconsciously glanced at Yue Yang's hand, he didn't wear a ring, so he should still be single.

"No hurry." He smiled politely and continued to read the literature.

After tossing for a long time, I finally finished writing the project application.Xu Jiang got up together to make a cup of coffee, but before he could drink it, he heard the phone vibrate.

The caller ID is St. Petersburg, the former doctoral supervisor.

Xu Jiangtong was slightly surprised, and went to the corridor to connect the phone.

Russian, which I hadn't heard for a long time, sounded in my ears.The instructor just greeted him and went straight to the topic, telling him that the "Anatomy of Art" textbook that he wrote before needed to be revised, and the request had been sent to the mailbox, and the DDL was one month.

This project was taken over by him when he was just a Ph.D student, three or four years ago.Xu Jiangtong tried his best to recall the details, and hesitantly groaned.

Then the instructor said: "Carlo, how is life now?"

"Very good." Xu Jiangtong didn't say much, "Sorry, I still can't follow in your footsteps."

"It's okay, your body is more important." The instructor comforted, "Art has no borders."

Xu Jiangtong felt tight in his chest and found an excuse to hang up the phone.After walking back to the office, he took out his old computer from his PhD and opened his mailbox.Looking at the unfamiliar Russian and red comments on the screen, it seems to be back to the time when I was struggling desperately in the few years before graduation.

In fact, during the PhD stage, he had already obtained the opportunity to stay at the Repin Academy of Fine Arts, so he joined the group to compile textbooks with his predecessors.It's a pity that after twists and turns in the end, I still couldn't stay.

Thinking of this, Xu Jiangtong couldn't help sighing, took a sip of his coffee, and read the comments one by one.

"Mr. Xiao Jiang, how are you preparing for next week's optional class?" Suddenly someone called his name.

It took him a long time to look up, rubbing his sore eyes, and seeing the folder titled "History of Western Art", his tiredness disappeared instantly.

"Mr. Xiaojiang, I have to give you a vaccination. Basically, no one will pay attention to this kind of class for science and engineering students to collect credits..." Colleagues chose which pot to turn on and which pot to pick up.

"Understood, thank you." Since hearing the conversation between the two boys, Xu Jiangtong's enthusiasm has been extinguished.

Thinking of the Chinese-English bilingual courseware he specially prepared, his heart became even colder.

I really can't swallow this breath.It was not yet dark, but it was covered with fog and the air was very damp.Xu Jiangtong hated the weather, put on his coat irritably, and walked out of the office building.

After autumn, the wind is much colder, which makes the nasal mucosa itchy.

The Central University of Science and Technology, as its name suggests, is a science and engineering college, and it is also the number one volleyball school in colleges and universities. It recruits a group of top high-level athletes from across the country every year.

Xu Jiangtong knew about it before applying for the job.I thought that the holiday was coming to an end, so I went to the volleyball hall to try my luck, maybe I could meet them.

Sure enough, before entering the door, I heard the sound of volleyball rubbing against the plastic floor. "Boom—boom—" The rhythm of each impact is extremely strong.

Pushing the door open, a gust of air that is different from the cold wind, sultry and mixed with the smell of sweat blows towards your face.

Xu Jiangtong pulled the mask down to his chin, feeling his back getting hot, and unbuttoned the first button of his shirt.

In the field near the door, five or six boys are practicing jumping hair.Xu Jiangtong felt that he must be there, and wanted to go around and see the backs of these people clearly.

One of the students is about to serve.The ball flicked a few times on the ground before being thrown high into the air.The boy ran forward with big strides, soaring into the air with his arms outstretched.

In just ten seconds, sweat flowed out along the direction of the hair, and the muscles of the thigh and upper arm contracted and relaxed, outlining the most primitive appearance of the human skeleton.

All the details were under Xu Jiangtong's eyes.

it's him!

The tiredness in Xu Jiangtong's eyes disappeared, and he firmly wrote down the words printed on the back of his uniform.

【TAOX.H】

TAO should be the surname, but I don't know the tone.Xu Jiangtong clumsily imitated the pronunciation in pinyin, took out his mobile phone, bowed his head and walked towards the auditorium.

"Boom—" There was a loud noise from the side.

Then he was pushed.The man yelled loudly: "Student, don't play with your mobile phone on the sidelines, this is a very dangerous behavior!"

Realizing his mistake, he immediately put away his phone.

The two looked at each other.

The teenager who had just completed a beautiful serve stood in front of him, frowning, looking at himself with a pair of black and full eyes.Beads of sweat dripped down his dog-like bangs, revealing a looming small canine tooth.

She looks really tender, and she looks like a different person from the way she plays.Xu Jiang was speechless at the same time.

The other party was also obviously shocked, and cursed in a low voice.His teammates rushed over and pulled him aside: "Brother! What are you doing?...Fuck, isn't this our elective teacher?"

"He just stood there like a log, I don't know who it is!"

"What now?"

"It's okay, he can't understand Chinese anyway." The boy waved his hand.

"But he saw your face, in case he recognizes..."

"How is it possible?" He asked confidently, "He didn't see my face last time."

However, the encrypted conversation between the two of them sounded like a loud conspiracy to Xu Jiangtong.

Since everyone assumes that foreign teachers don’t understand Chinese, let’s have an impromptu performance to amuse them.

Thinking of this, Xu Jiangtong stepped forward, nodded politely, and said in English: "Sorry, it was my negligence that interrupted your training."

"It's okay," the other party replied in broken English, "I'm worried that you will be hit by the ball."

Maybe it was a guilty conscience, and in order to prove that they really met for the first time, the little boy asked emphatically, "You are a new exchange student, do you like playing volleyball?"

Xu Jiangtong answered the first question selectively: "Sorry, I am a faculty member of this school."

"Then you look so young!" The little boy didn't forget to do his tricks, and with an awkward smile on his lips, he pulled his teammates away quickly.

Seeing the childish appearance of the two, Xu Jiangtong put on his mask and laughed helplessly.Then he opened the enterprise WeChat and entered the three characters TXH.

Fortunately, there is only one person in the school——

[Logistics 2202 Tao Xihong]

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The timeline of this article is September 2023, and Tao Xihong is now a sophomore.

AHCI is the Arts and Humanities Citation Index, which is often referred to as the sister of SCI. In addition, there is also SSCI (Social Science Citation Index), which was founded by the American Institute for Information Technology.

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