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Chapter 38

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Student exchanges between students were certainly one aspect of the exchange meet between the two schools. But discussions between teachers were also very important.

It wasn't even eight o 'clock in the morning when Old Antique was dragged away for a meeting as the lead teacher of No. 60 High School.

Old Antique didn't recognize a single teacher in the entire venue. Old Antique could vaguely hear what the other teachers were saying about him through the murmurs in the air. Things like he was a bookworm in theory of history who only knew how to teach without any ability at all …

Actually, whether it was Old Antique as a teacher now or as a student back then … Students who specialized in flying swords and talismans had always criticized the students who studied theory of history.

Even though Old Antique was now a teacher, those who taught flying swords and talismans also looked down on those who taught history from the bottom of their hearts. They always felt that these people were very dull and didn't have any real talent.

In private, Old Antique had always called this "discrimination" "stereotypes."

Old Antique couldn't help thinking of his time as a student.

He had heard a lot of gossip. So even when he heard it now, his expression was very calm, and he just sighed at how time passed by so quickly, and how it was impossible to return to those beautiful, youthful days.

The topic of discussion in the morning meeting between the two schools was naturally the disintegration of the Pengci Gang, which had been the hottest topic in the morning papers.

This matter had blown up quite a bit. This was because the Peiyuan district branch of the Pengci Gang had always been a big problem for the cultivation police station in charge of this area. Now that it had been disintegrated overnight, the students and teachers had spread the news, and as they chatted, everyone found out.

"Teachers, quiet down! The regular meeting will now officially begin … "

The teacher presiding over the meeting was precisely No. 59 High School's Director Xie. "Seeing that everyone is having such a heated discussion, I'm sure you've all heard about it. This incident happened very suddenly. Although there are still a small number of remnants of the Pengci Gang in Peiyuan district who are taking advantage of the situation to cause trouble, But for now, we don't have to worry about students scamming others when they're outside. The focus of this meeting was issued by the General Administration of 100 Schools as soon as the incident happened. We mainly want to hear what all the teachers think about Madam Dong's reorganization of the General Administration of Harmony after the disintegration of the Pengci Gang in our district … "

Head Teacher Xie's words once again sparked a heated discussion. The teachers whispered to each other and discussed fervently.

Her gaze fell on Old Antique, and she noticed that this theory of history teacher from another school was exceptionally quiet as he silently listened to the opinions of the other teachers and nodded repeatedly with a gentle smile on his face … Director Xie's face inexplicably heated up.

Some people agreed with the existence of the General Administration of Harmony and believed that it was beneficial. A male teacher nodded. "Although the Pengci Gang has indeed made many mistakes in the past, destroying social harmony and civilization, and at the same time bringing heavy economic losses to the teachers and students in the surrounding areas. But now that the General Administration of Harmony had been reorganized, it specialized in opposing the Pengci Gang and supervising the bad behavior of society. I think it's great! "

A female teacher snorted and objected, "What's so good about it? It was just a different method of harassment. When I went to work this morning, an old lady said that I ran a yellow light, stopped me and lectured me for a long time. My spirit sword ran out of electricity! I was almost late for work! "

A female teacher at the side was instantly shocked. "Teacher Lin's spirit sword … is electric?"

"Yeah! I've been grading homework until midnight every day recently, and I really don't have the energy. This new electric spirit sword from Chanel is pretty good, and it's saved me a lot of spirit energy. I can face work with plenty of energy every day! "

The female teacher twirled her hair proudly, then held out her hand. "The most important thing is that it takes five minutes to charge, and two hours to fly on it! I'll strongly recommend it to all of you! "

"Really? That's awesome! Where did you buy it? "

"They sell Tian Meow and Jingxi!"

"Are they very expensive?"

"Tian Meow Flower! Jingxi promissory note, these things are very useful! "

"…" Director Xie's face instantly darkened.

This bunch of guys … how could they be so undisciplined in a meeting in front of outsiders? What kind of propriety was this?!

She stole a glance at Old Antique next to her, who looked like he was used to big storms. Director Xie Huaichun's mouth couldn't help twitching.

Fortunately, this teacher from another school didn't say anything. Otherwise, she would have lost a lot of face!

Suppressing her anger, Director Xie reminded everyone in a low voice, "… Teachers, please pay attention. Don't go astray … this is a direct order from the General Administration of 100 Schools, I hope everyone will take it seriously. "

The director still had some authority. Hearing Director Xie's words, the noisy female teachers instantly quieted down. At the same time, they looked gratefully at Old Antique.

It was only when teachers from another school were present that Director Xie would speak so calmly. Normally, Director Xie wouldn't have been able to suppress the power in her body, and would have used her pressure to intimidate everyone.

Before Wang Ling had set foot in No. 59 High School … the most easily broken thing at No. 59 High School was the table in the teacher's conference room. Every time Director Xie lost control of her pressure in a meeting, the legs of the table would definitely break.

The rectangular table in front of Old Antique had just arrived two days ago.

Seeing that the scene had quietened down, Director Xie secretly breathed a sigh of relief.

Thinking of the chaotic student exchange meeting that Tang Jingze had hosted yesterday, Director Xie felt a lingering fear in her heart.

After all, not everyone had the same magnetic field as Lotus Sun.

Furthermore, Old Antique wouldn't be able to imitate the national school belle's electromagnetic gun.

But Wang Ling had always felt that as a fatty, Old Antique had his own unique charisma.

Before Old Antique had come to No. 59 High School, Director Xie had done a thorough investigation on this fatty, who had taught at No. 60 High School for more than ten years and had always been the most highly regarded teacher. Apart from being gentle in front of others and behind others from beginning to end … she had never understood what on earth it was about Old Antique that attracted the students.

The main reason was still Old Antique's dexterity in switching between the two images and using them.

In front of the students, Old Antique usually preferred to maintain an amiable and amusing image when he was in "gossip mode." But that didn't mean that Old Antique wasn't a reserved person … for example, in the regular teacher's meeting now, Old Antique had turned on the second "artistic mode."

What was an artistic youth?

It was saying inexplicable things and doing inexplicable things. He was indifferent when dealing with people, and his reasoning was short and concise … At first, it didn't sound like much, but after thinking about it carefully, it made a lot of sense!

To be honest, Wang Ling actually preferred Old Antique's second image. Because he could always learn a lot from it.

But it wasn't easy to see Old Antique in this completely different style.

So from the moment Old Antique had left the school dormitory early in the morning, Wang Ling had been secretly observing him with his Heavenly Eye …





It was very clear that after Director Xie straightened out the discipline, the entire focus of the meeting was on Old Antique, this teacher from another school.

It was very quiet in the hall, and no one dared to speak.

The morning breeze blew slowly through the window, brushing past Old Antique's watermelon head and blowing his neat bangs …

Director Xie's gaze was blank for a moment, and she inexplicably felt that in some sense, this fatty was actually pretty handsome …

Old Antique looked steadily forward as he stared at the bright and clean table, which happened to reflect Director Xie's image.

This scene unsettled Director Xie once again. Why is he staring at my … reflection? Don't tell me … he's interested in me? Does he like me? Otherwise, why is he staring at me?

"…"

Old Antique stared blankly at the table, but Wang Ling didn't have the energy to ridicule him. This was clearly out of respect! Who would stare at someone else's face during a meeting? How rude was that?!

Facing Director Xie Huaichun, Wang Ling now had very complicated feelings, because it was very obvious that this was another old girl in love who was trying to figure things out herself …

Wait a minute!

Why did he say … another?

Old Antique had always been the type to take a good look at him, and the more he looked at him, the more he liked him. This was what Wang Ling meant by personal charisma and … inner qualities.

Inner qualities, understand? How could an average person understand the inner qualities of an artistic youth? Old Antique's inner qualities weren't something that Lotus Sun could imitate … their strategies were different. Lotus Sun's was a passerby's, while Old Antique's was an auntie's.

And so …

Five minutes passed …





Director Xie still didn't ask any questions, and just felt her face grow hotter as she looked at Old Antique. Like her name, she really was like a young girl in love.

Old Antique had been staring at the table for a very long time, and Director Xie's face was full of shame … this was the first time a man had stared at her for so long.

Just like that, everyone followed Director Xie and quietly looked at Old Antique. Some of the female teachers had very sharp eyes, and for some reason, they felt that Director Xie's face was a little red …





Ten minutes passed.

There was still no sound, and the whole conference room was so quiet that one could hear a pin drop.





And then …

Twenty minutes passed …





Wang Ling: "…"

Old Antique's hair still fluttered hysterically in the cool breeze. His gaze was gentle as water as he looked at Director Xie. "Director Xie, do you want to ask me a question?"

Director Xie was suddenly stupefied by this magnetic voice. It was only at that moment that she realized … she actually hadn't asked Old Antique a question yet!

Director Xie's face instantly turned red, and she put on the bashful expression of an old girl. "Ah ~ Teacher Wang, I'm so sorry …"

All the teachers were stunned …

What had they seen?

What had they heard?

And what the hell was this "ah" that sounded a little like she was panting a little?

… An old virgin who was approaching middle age, who had been in the workplace for many years, and who didn't panic when faced with trouble, had actually apologized?! Actually blushed?!

Furthermore, she had actually shown an infatuated expression toward a fatty who taught history … What the f * * k?! Was this love at first sight? F * * k, this plot development was a little incomprehensible!

Wang Ling was already stupefied. "…"

It could only be said that Old Antique was Old Antique in the end … he hadn't even made a bloody hole in the wall, and had actually conquered No. 59 High School's toughest old bone …

Old Antique nodded calmly, still maintaining the indifference of an artsy young man.

Now, Old Antique felt that the time was ripe.

At that moment, although the situation was a little awkward, it was time for the artsy young man to save the day …

Turning his head slightly, Old Antique swept a glance out the window out of the corner of his eye.

In the cool breeze, Old Antique's next words shook everyone's hearts.

"The wind today is very, very dazzling …"

In the conference room, all the teachers couldn't help getting goosebumps.

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