Outside the gate of a junior high school, a beautiful figure came down from a red car. Ling wennuan was holding some materials in her arms. It's spring now. She was wearing a very well-dressed dress. Today is the first day she came to school to report. She never dreamed that one day, she would have a chance to teach and educate people.
Before going to the border area to teach, she planted the seeds of love for the job of a teacher.
Grandpa has been telling her that her daughter, who is born in Ling's family, doesn't need to face the wind and waves. She just needs to be stable. Her family doesn't expect her to become a great and contributing person, which is what Ling wennuan knows from the beginning.
However, she has eaten so many years of rice and read so many years of books. If she really continues to eat and wait for death, she might as well hit her head against the wall first and see if she can die earlier.
So, when she saw that the school was recruiting new teachers, she sent her resume and applied for the job. She happened to catch up with a teacher on maternity leave. She took over a class of junior high school to teach Chinese and concurrently served as the director of the office.
Today is her first day of class. She doesn't know if the school's leaders know her identity, but she doesn't want to take the initiative to say it. After all, it's a bit of a bully to say it.
Of course, her identity will be discovered sooner or later. Fortunately, she doesn't care so much. She just needs to do the work at hand well, do it well, and do it to the extreme. Then she will have a clear conscience.
Ling wennuan prepared the class and asked the teacher who was on maternity leave for a lot of things, including a basic understanding of the students in the class.
She knew that one of the transferred students was very special, because she was very lonely and didn't like to talk to people. Her academic performance was very poor. Her name was Nangong Siqing. The previous teacher always wanted to do a family survey for her. Unfortunately, the Nangong classmate always said that she had no home.
Ling wennuan stood on the podium, feeling inexplicably agitated. She pressed her emotions, opened the prepared textbook, and began her first class.
The students all looked at her in surprise. When they heard that there was a new teacher, they weren't really looking forward to it. But now, looking at the slim and elegant new teacher standing on the podium, the students were all very surprised. It turned out that the new teacher was a great beauty.
Ling wennuan pays attention to Nangong Siqing and finds that she will listen to the lecture in class, but she is absent-minded. After class, she wants to talk to her alone.
Nangong Siqing was called into the office and stood there like a piece of wood. She didn't look at Ling Nuan. She lowered her head and looked indifferent.
As a new female classroom, Ling wennuan is still very concerned in the office, because she is young and beautiful, and also because she has a noble temperament and extraordinary clothes. Obviously, beautiful women are like flowers wherever they go. The like here is only obvious to the opposite sex and repellent to each other. Ling wennuan receives the white eyes of several single female teachers.
"Teacher Ling, can I end class now?" Nangong Siqing pursed her lips and asked impatiently.
"Nangong Siqing, if it's convenient, I want to do a family visit for you. I want to meet your family and communicate with them." Ling wennuan knows that among the students in class one, she hasn't done a family investigation, so she asked for it.
"Oh, is that so? Are you investigating me, or are you investigating my guardian? Don't think he's handsome. You want to hit him. "Nangong Siqing showed the expression of attack, and her words were full of sarcasm.
"Your guardian is very handsome, right? I really don't know. In fact, I have a boyfriend. My boyfriend is the most handsome in my heart. If you don't trust me to go alone, I'll ask someone to go with me. She's also a teacher. " Ling wennuan immediately thought of Mu Yun in her mind. In the field of ideological education, she definitely has more right to speak than herself.
"You really didn't take advantage of my uncle?" Nangong Siqing confirmed again.
"Of course not. I'm not so bored. I'm your teacher and head teacher. I can't leave you alone, so I still have to talk to your parents."
"I don't have parents. They're all dead." Nangong Siqing suddenly looked excited.
Ling wennuan was shocked and quickly comforted her: "OK, let me talk to your guardian."
Nangong Siqing stared at her and said word by word, "you are not allowed to fall in love with my uncle."
Ling wennuan was frightened by her eyes.
"Well, I won't. I can introduce my boyfriend to you another day. He is also a very good person." Ling wennuan continued to smile.
Nangong Siqing immediately bowed his head and wrote an address with a pen: "come here after dinner."
Ling wennuan looks at the twelve or thirteen year old girl in front of her. Her mature mind is not in line with her age. "OK, I'll be there at 8: 30." Ling wennuan nodded.
After Nangong Siqing left, Ling wennuan immediately took out his mobile phone and dialed Mu Yun's number.
Mu Yun has now recognized her sister-in-law. Although she is younger than herself, she can't call her sister-in-law, so she is warm.
"What's the matter? Want to invite me to dinner again? "Mu Yun's lazy voice came over there.
In recent years, Ling wennuan asked her to have dinner when she was free, and then secretly wanted to persuade her to make a boyfriend. All of this was what Mu Weicheng asked her to do, because Mu Weicheng was worried that her sister would become an old leftover woman. Now she was almost 28 years old. If she went on like this, she might not marry at the age of 30. After her mother remarried, Mu Weicheng would no longer disturb her, so she could only take care of her sister.
"Sister Muyun, you guessed right every time. There's no new idea. I'm going to invite you to dinner today. I may need you to do me a favor." Ling said with a smile.
"What's the matter? I don't agree to see a man. "Mu Yun has a tough attitude.
"It's not to see a man, it's to see a student's parents. Don't worry, they are all parents. They will not be single men." Ling wennuan comforted her immediately.
"OK, I'm almost finished. Send me the address." Mu Yun has been teaching in the university for almost four years. Ling wennuan was a student at the beginning, and she took office. Until now, she is still an English teacher in the school, but the class she brought out has excellent results in the end, and she is widely praised.
Maybe everyone is prejudiced against Mu's surname, so Mu Yuncai should make his work better.
After Ling wennuan invited Mu Yun to dinner, they drove a car and went to Nangong Siqing's home.
The first thing to enter is a villa area.
"It's a rich family." Ling said with a smile.
Mu Yun turned to look and suddenly asked curiously, "did you just say that the student's surname is Nangong?"
"Yes, it's a special surname."
Mu Yun couldn't help but recall that more than three years ago, a man named Nangong Yao came to her and said that he would ask her to be a tutor. However, later, she called to say that she had canceled. She only remembered the man's name.
At the moment, in a magnificent villa, a tall man in a suit is sitting on the sofa. The western suit and white shirt are wrapped in his strong body. His temperament is noble, introverted and calm.
The crystal light above his head shines down, outlining his angular facial features. Under his handsome eyebrows, he has a pair of deep and unpredictable eyes. Under his high nose, he has a firm and thin lips. His jaw line is smooth and beautiful, which makes his whole face, with a kind of strange beauty of ancient countries.
He took a look at the time. It was almost half past eight.
At this moment, a young girl wearing a beautiful dress walked down the stairs step by step.
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