[Comprehensive] My sand sculpture ex-boyfriend

In the office, I counted the number of papers to be sent to Class B today, took them out of the office, and closed the door resolutely, blocking a lot of prying eyes compared to usual.

Some troubles, but not to the point of boredom. In all fairness, when a hot search person suddenly appears next to me, I will take a second look curiously, especially the romantic scandal, the emotional gossip is the most exciting!I am very satisfied that my colleagues did not rush forward to ask questions.

When distributing papers, I ran into Teacher Xiao Lin who had just finished class. Her attitude was natural, and her natural personality was beneficial.

After saying hello and seeing her off, I put the textbooks down on the podium, and just cleared my throat to calm the students down, I don't know from which part of the classroom came the weak questioning.

"Who is Kubo-sensei's boyfriend?"

Why do first-grade students follow up gossip on the Internet in real time? I couldn’t get a mobile phone at all when I was a primary school student, so I secretly complained, and I replied with a smile.

"This is the teacher's personal problem. The students should study hard."

Ayumi glanced at the class angrily.

"Didn't Mr. Kobayashi just say, don't ask Mr. Kubo about this matter."

"I just want to tell Mr. Kubo." This time, he finally saw clearly that the little boy who was speaking was actually Takuma Sakamoto, who was recuperating at home because of a hand injury and always had a fierce face. In fact, he had a pretty good personality. "I overheard my mother saying that someone from the Parent-Teacher Association was coming to the school to ask about it."

Mrs. Yuan asked carelessly.

"That has nothing to do with you asking who Kubo-sensei's boyfriend is."

Facing the big Bunta, Sakamoto-san shyly lowered his voice.

"Because I think, if Kubo-sensei's boyfriend is very powerful, he can protect Kubo-sensei."

Today's elementary school students know so much and have so many ideas. I am convinced, but what can I do with my own students? I can only forgive him with a smile.

"Thank you Sakamoto-san for your concern."

I tried to make my voice softer, picked up the chalk and faced the blackboard to prepare the writing on the blackboard.

"But trust the teacher, okay? You don't need anyone's protection, the teacher can handle this matter by himself."

The Parent-Teacher Association, or PTA for short, has less exaggerated influence than public schools.Before I became a teacher, my biggest impression of this association was all kinds of social news, and there were often students in Lifan who threatened the teacher with Jiangjiangniangniang because their parents had a position in PTA.

By the way, there is also my favorite manga Gintama, which has been serialized in the tenacious struggle with PTA. This vigorous association has eliminated many reading materials that they think will have a bad influence on children by reporting and protesting. The scale of Gintama is simply in The PTA bottom line dances to its heart's content.

A class ended quickly, and I was thinking about how to deal with PTA, but I was stopped by Conan within a few steps out of the classroom.

"Ms. Kubo." The little boy asked me seriously. "Mr. Amuro is in a dilemma about this matter. Is there anything I can help you with?"

He didn't seem to be joking at all, as if he really knew the inside story of the incident, infected by this wonderful atmosphere, I knelt down and answered seriously.

"Conan, I'm your brother Amuro's girlfriend."

As soon as I finished saying this to Conan, the director of academic affairs appeared from around the corner and greeted me nervously.

"Ms. Kubo, the principal told you to go to the principal's office now."

The normally unsmiling dean looks like he's about to pee. This is the power of PTA.

The principal of Teitan Elementary School, Uematsu Ryujiro, has been the principal for more than 20 years, and he is also a loyal supporter of Nihon Ki-in. At the beginning, I was secretly dismissed by the high school where I worked, and he hired me in the name of developing the Go Club of Teidan Elementary School. Selfishly, I would never want him to be embarrassed by the PTA because of me.

The association sent a middle-aged woman who was very conservatively dressed. Her temperament reminded me of Tsuruta. She asked me to sit down very politely so that I could talk slowly and understand.

The principal stroked his long beard back and forth nervously. I helped him to sit down before sitting in front of the parents.

"We don't have to dictate the teacher's private life." The lady pushed her glasses and sighed worriedly. "Ms. Kubo, as a teacher, should be able to understand that for the healthy growth of children, you can't be too careful, right?"

I took the water she poured for me, and the onlookers admired this aggressive offensive.

"Of course, because my private affairs have caused the parents of the association to worry, I am personally very sorry."

She froze at my non-refutation.

"No problem, but what is Kubo-sensei going to do about it?"

I put the lesson plan in my hand on the table and pushed it to her, and answered with a good temper.

"How do you feel about resigning?"

Both the principal and the woman were shocked by my words. The principal grabbed his long beard and hurriedly persuaded me.

"Mr. Kubo, what are you talking about? The matter is not so serious."

I said meekly and firmly.

"I am very grateful to Principal Uemura for taking care of me all the time. Some time ago, my mother talked to me about going to work in her company. This time, the PTA people came here, maybe it was just an opportunity."

The expression of the lady on the other side gradually turned ugly, and I got up to leave.

"In order to avoid unnecessary misunderstandings by other people about the teachers of Didan Primary School, I will also announce the reasons and consequences of my resignation on my social account. Regarding the issue of my resignation handover, someone from the Akashi family will come to solve it, which will cause everyone trouble. "

"Ms. Kubo, are you threatening me, PTA?" She chased after me and grabbed me. "Then you may have misunderstood the PTA. Incidents of this magnitude will not affect us at all."

I waved her hand away vigorously, and tidied up the sleeves that were messed up by her movements.

"You really misunderstood me. I have great respect for the power of the association. It's just that the negative impact caused by this will also be held accountable within the association. If you really want to talk, why don't you talk about what may affect the reputation of the association?" What do you think is that the matter has been nippled to the bud?"

I went back to the table and picked up my lesson plan, opened the note and handed it to her, with a sincere expression on my face, and said to her sincerely.

"Before you came, you should have had contact with the parents of my students. The evaluation you got was enough to make you willing to have a good talk with me. I really like the profession of education. There are indeed many inappropriate handling of this incident. I promise nothing like this will happen in the future.”

She flipped through many of my annotated lesson plans, and her expression gradually eased. I struck while the iron was hot and made a promise.

"If there is another thing that makes you think that I am not suitable for the position of a primary school teacher, I will automatically resign without saying a word."

The woman thought for a moment, returned the lesson plan to me and picked up her bag.

"Remember your promise, Kubo-sensei."

This is the solution that I promised, I smiled and bowed to her.

"You'll see what I do next."

When Principal Uemura saw that the association was willing to stop asking me about my affairs, his beard flew up with joy, and he happily followed the woman to see him off.

They said goodbye politely, and I let out my breath quietly.

"This time it is also troublesome for the association's attention. Our Didan Primary School has always had a good school spirit, and the professional quality of teachers is trustworthy..."

Principal Uemura's words were interrupted by a short knock on the door.

The dean opened the door without waiting for the principal's permission, followed by several uniformed police officers.

Under the puzzled gaze of the three of us, the dean looked at me inexplicably.

"Mr. Kubo, these are some police officers from the Metropolitan Police Department. They said it was the case that happened on campus last time." Seeing the blank faces of the principal and the association, he explained in detail. "It's those high school students and people from society who sneaked into the school to commit crimes. They said that you provided a lot of investigation help after the case, so they will send you a letter of commendation."

What kind of help did I provide, why I don’t know, as a police wife to do the ideological work in the police officer Jianggu’s backyard, this kind of help?

The people who came were not the police officers from the first search section that I was already familiar with. They were very face-to-face. One of the police officers stepped forward and handed me the certificate with both hands very solemnly.

I bowed and took it in a confused way. The main idea was that I cooperated with the police to insist on patrolling the campus every night, and provided clues to the people involved in the case who sneaked into the campus to investigate later.

Another police officer cleared his throat and loudly praised me for sacrificing my time and ensuring the safety of the campus. The love of students is really a model for teachers.

They left quickly after finishing their work, and I, the dean, the principal, and the women in the association fell into an awkward silence.

The woman coughed dryly.

"I will explain this situation when I go back to the association, thank you Kubo-sensei."

I was also very guilty of Qiang An's hard work on my head, and hurriedly sent her off very politely.

After she left, the teaching director had tears in his eyes and his voice was choked up.

"I didn't expect Mr. Kubo to do this kind of thing after that. He quietly didn't ask anyone for credit. He worked so hard for the safety of the school."

My teeth started to hurt, and I quickly said goodbye to the moved principal and dean, and called someone as soon as I went out.

"Let me say, Mr. Amuro, who has great powers, how did you know this?" I didn't know what to say when the other person got connected. "The police commendation certificate, I don't know that there is such a thing as an investigation."

The police officer who assigned his subordinates to forge certificates of commendation for his girlfriend did not feel guilty at all, and was even entertained by my headache.

"I caught it. After checking it out, I found out that the middle house was in contact with the upper line of drug dealers, and hid some things in the school. I leaked the news, and I was caught."

I was very worried about his style of work. I said a lot before talking, and then said a lot intermittently. I also understood the nature of his work.He was still on the way to eat with me, because he suddenly received news from Kazami that he didn't want to separate from me, so he took me directly to the scene, and I stayed in the car and he went to arrest people.

When he caught someone to meet with his subordinates, I found a familiar man with bruises on his face, and took off the gauze. It was the policeman who was acting as a taxi driver to take me home at night.

He came over to me and complained very familiarly. Recently, Mr. Jiang Gu always pulls him up for sparring. Although it is very helpful to improve the level of fighting, but people can't stand this kind of practice every day. Ask me if I have a zero Pillow wind, say a few words for him.

The painting style of this public security policeman is really different from what I imagined.

The high spirits of a certain Mr. Jiang Gu flying quickly in the police station are different from what I imagined.

The author has something to say: I feel that I regained my confidence in IQ in the final exam, and then lost my confidence in life from my roommate's dog abuse at Christmas.

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读者“小红红君”,灌溉营养液+52018-12-2402:20:01

读者“腐猫一只”,灌溉营养液+52018-12-2401:34:03