What if my brother is sick

Wen Bei wanted to say something, but the door of the office was opened from the outside, and a middle-aged female teacher walked in.

On the first day Wen Bei came to school, he recognized all the teachers in his office. The one in front of him, he remembered, was an English teacher who taught freshman year.

The English teacher came in and saw Wen Bei and Jiang Yan in front of him, and greeted him with a smile: "Teacher Wen is talking to the students?"

Wen Bei could only turn his attention from Jiang Yan to the English teacher, and nodded with a smile: "Talk a few words."

The English teacher responded with a smile.

She walked to her seat and sat down. She seemed to recognize Jiang Yan when she passed by him, and shook her head with a habitual expression of rejection.

Teachers at the age of English teachers are generally more rigid, thinking that most of the students who are called to the office to talk are nothing more than causing trouble. In addition, Jiang Yan is notorious in No. [-] Middle School. What happened again.

There was a teacher in the office, and it was hard for Wen Bei to say anything to Jiang Yan, just as the class bell rang, so he asked Jiang Yan to go back to class first.

"You go to class first, and I'll talk to you later after school." Wen Bei said.

Jiang Yan nodded, he was also eager to leave quickly, he went out and closed the office door behind him.

A few minutes into class, and there was no one in the corridor, Jiang Yan touched her heart.

Jumping there is fast.

No matter how indifferent on the surface, my heart still couldn't treat Wen Bei who had returned calmly.

After sending Jiang Yan away, Wen Bei started to pack his things. He has no class today, and he will have dinner with Jiang Yan after class later.

While packing his things, he was thinking about how to ease the relationship with Jiang Yan, when the English teacher who just came in spoke.

She said to Wen Bei with a gossipy face: "Hey, Teacher Wen, that student just now is Jiang Yan from your class, right? Why, you just took over from class seven, and he caused trouble for you?"

Wen Bei was taken aback, as if he didn't quite understand why the English teacher was so sure that Jiang Yan was the one who caused the trouble. Just as he was about to explain, the English teacher said to himself: "Oh, Teacher Wen, you will not be easy in the future, Jiang Yan Ah, look at how he looks like a serious student."

Wen Bei couldn't refute it. After all, Jiang Yan had his ears pierced and dyed his hair. Although he only wore a very inconspicuous black ear tube, his hair wasn't completely dyed, but a few strands on the top of his head, which were still dark blue. You can't see it without looking closely.

Fortunately, the No. [-] Middle School is not particularly strict with the appearance of the students, and they just turned a blind eye to Jiang Yan's situation and said a few words.

But in the eyes of the teachers, this kind of students are neither fish nor fowl.

But the English teacher's next sentence made the corners of Wen Bei's mouth drop.

The English teacher said in a very disgusted tone: "I heard that Jiang Yan's parents are not alive. Alas, if there is no parental discipline, it is reasonable to have a bad tutor..." The English teacher Balabala kept talking and didn't pay attention Arriving at Wen Bei's face became more and more serious.

"How can you say that this kind of student can become a great weapon..."

"Teacher Hu..." Wen Bei interrupted her. He couldn't remember the teacher's last name just now, but now he does.

Wen Bei curled his mouth and smiled properly, but his eyes were cold. He stared at the English teacher and said slowly: "Jiang Yan is my younger brother."

As soon as the words came out, the English teacher was stunned on the spot.

Wen Bei continued: "I don't know if he will become a great weapon in the future, and no one can say for sure what will happen in the future, but..."

"As Jiang Yan's eldest brother, even though his parents are not around, I also feel that there is nothing wrong with his tutoring."

Wen Bei was still smiling, but the English teacher obviously felt that the atmosphere was not right.

She, who has been a teacher for more than 20 years, was so speechless by a new teacher, but thinking about what she said just now, she also knew that she was wronged, even if she was not convinced in her heart, she could only He shut his mouth in embarrassment.

She didn't expect Jiang Yan to be Wen Bei's younger brother, how could these two be like brothers...

Then it occurred to them that the two had different surnames and they didn't look alike, so they presumably guessed that they weren't biological brothers.

Thinking of this, the English teacher curled his lips in disbelief.

It's not that the brothers care so much about what to do.

After Wen Bei said that to the English teacher, he didn't say anything more, and continued to pack his things with his head down.

After all, I just came to this school, so I don't want to make our relationship too rigid.

The mobile phone on the table rang, Wen Bei answered it casually, and the voice returned to its original gentleness.

"Okay, I know."

"Thank you for your hard work."

"Thank you."

After talking a few words with the phone, Wen Bei hung up the phone.

The call was made by his landlord. Wenbei planned to live in City C for a long time, so he rented a house in City C. Although the school also had dormitories for faculty and staff, Wenbei took a look and gave up.

A bad environment is one thing. The dormitory is so small that there is only one small room and one bathroom. The room seems to be half occupied by a bed.

Wen Bei resolutely chose to rent a house. He planned to let Jiang Yan live with him, but the school dormitory couldn't accommodate two people at all.

The landlord is an elderly lady. She is very kind. Wenbei also rented a house yesterday. He bought some furniture and daily necessities from the Internet, and the courier delivered them to the door.Wen Bei was not at home. The landlord saw so many things and just put them at the door. He was afraid that something valuable would be unsafe, so he asked the courier to leave it at his home and take it back after Wen Bei got off work.The call just now was from the landlord to tell Wenbei about this.

I don't know if Jiang Yan is willing to move there to live with him... Thinking of Jiang Yan's attitude towards him, Wen Bei felt helpless for a while.

After he packed up his things, he guessed that school would be over soon, so he picked up his things and walked to class seven, taking a look at how the boys in class seven went to class.

When passing by Class [-], Wen Bei shook his head. Sure enough, it was the last class. Classes were just like shopping in a vegetable market. No one was listening to the teacher's lecture. Watching the teachers in Class [-] governing the discipline heartbreakingly Wen Bei burst into sympathy.

Really worked hard on this teacher.

But when he thought that the discipline of his own class might not be much better, Wen Bei felt flustered for a while, touched his old heart, and walked to the door of class seven.

The expected noise did not appear, on the contrary, it was quite quiet, and Wen Bei was surprised.When I walked in, there were really not many people talking.

All down to sleep.

Ugh.

At least there are still a few who love to learn.

Looking at the few students, Wen Bei thought to comfort himself.

Glanced to the last row, Jiang Yan was still sleeping as expected.

Ugh.

Wearing earphones again, sleeping with earphones really hurts the ears.

Ugh.

Wen Bei felt that the number of sighs in his life would be used up today.

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Wen Bei: "Dead motherfucker."

English teacher:"……"