The students looked at me and were anxious to eat. The boys in the back row could no longer hold back. They were all old and I had been a student. I knew that at this time, I was craving for food.

Cleared his throat and said, "Who would help the teacher clean the dance classroom?"

No one paid attention to me, forget about it, I named it myself. Bad students usually grow on their faces, and those who can do it can be seen at a glance, "You, you, you, and you, come with me."

The student doesn’t want to move, I’m quite fierce, “Hurry up!”

I basically took half of the boys in this class and asked them to go to the dance classroom to wipe me in the mirror.

I did this matter temporarily and didn't ask anyone for advice. I guess I have to take care of it myself in the end. Just keep it alone. I can't let the students go out to fight.

Some things are really hard to explain. I just tell the principal now that the students are going to fight and the students don’t admit it. I feel like I’m nervous.

The students were assigned tasks here, and I planned to watch here, and then called and ordered a takeaway for lunch to deliver them to me to school.

When a student, he always has to give the teacher three points of thin air, not to mention that I am a pretty female teacher. They polished the mirror to me, and I was very satisfied with it.

Wang Zhaoyang called me, "What's the matter? The phone was silent during the afternoon meeting, and you made a lot of calls to me."

I glanced at the students working and the sky outside. They couldn't make a call today. I don't think it was so easy to explain on the phone. Thinking of my little thoughts, I asked casually, "You just now

What are you doing?"

"Get some procedures," he said.

"This time..." The Civil Affairs Bureau got off work at this time. Forget it, I still didn't ask. I said, "It's okay, let's talk about it when you get to school."

"Um."

I detained the students until evening self-study class before I put them back. This should have missed the time for the fight. These children did not go to fight today. In the eyes of the other person, it should be like admitting their cowards.

The loyalty of these children is really.

The director of the primary school department came to the dance classroom for a while, looked around for a few times and left, not knowing what the purpose was.

Because of the glass cleaning, I didn’t ask someone to come to learn dancing today.

After closing the door of the dance classroom, Wang Zhaoyang called me, "I'm back."

Me: "Yeah."

He is back and nothing is wrong. I don't even bother to tell me. Wang Zhaoyang asked me to go to his office and say it. I have to say it, because I feel that something is strange in this matter. Wang Zhaoyang is a man who doesn't fight or robs.

I'm afraid he won't be able to defend himself from the director of the primary school department.

I went to Wang Zhaoyang openly. The more others suspected that we had problems, the more generous we should be. The teacher talked to the director about things, which was a very serious thing.

But as soon as I entered, Wang Zhaoyang asked me to close the door.

I sat on the sofa, "It's open, it's not cold."

Wang Zhaoyang narrowed my eyes and said, "What are you afraid of?"

I was quite confident, "I was afraid that others would misunderstand..." I laughed dryly. Wang Zhaoyang turned his head and chuckled. I was afraid, but he was not afraid at all.

Maybe Wang Zhaoyang is determined to win, sooner or later, I will be his. He is not worried about other people's misunderstandings at all, because that is all facts.

He walked over and closed the door directly, stood in front of me and looked at me and smiled. I shy away from my eyes and asked me, "Why call me today?"

"Because..." Oh, I remembered why, and I said, "A student told me that the students were going to fight in the afternoon. Are you not the director? I thought to inform you, but who knew you didn't answer."

Wang Zhaoyang was a little nervous, "Have you beaten?"

I shook my head and said, "I've put them in the dance classroom to work."

Wang Zhaoyang smiled, and I don’t know who gave him the courage. He sat next to me and looked at me and said, “Are you helping me?”

"No." I still avoided my eyes and said, "Aren't you afraid of something wrong with the students?"

He frowned and scolded me, "Are you so kind?"

I am really not so kind-hearted. I am just a very vulgar person. I will hide far away when I see injustice in the road to prevent harming myself. I also understand very well that the principle of not being in his position and not doing his own politics.

I won’t interfere if anyone should handle the matter.

After all, am I worried that if something happens to the student, it will cause Wang Zhaoyang to be implicated?

I didn't say anything, he asked the matter first, "How did you know?"

"Your student was sent home by the director of the primary school department to reflect on him. I met him in the bar, he told me." I paused and said, "I just felt a little strange. His family didn't know how to reflect on this matter.

Don’t you usually notify your parents to pick them up? I feel…”

Looking at him, I said, "Maybe the primary school director deliberately made bad things."

Wang Zhaoyang frowned and thought for a while, and shook his head.

"Don't believe it. I saw him paying the student with his own eyes. If he didn't do anything bad, why would he give the money? Didn't he just deliberately let you not receive the news? What happened to the student at that time is your responsibility

"I explained.

Wang Zhaoyang's brows became deeper and deeper, probably thinking about this question, but he thought of something else and looked at me and said, "Why do you have so many things in your mind? Who taught you this?"

No one can teach this, so I naturally think of it. Yes, my smart and intelligent intelligence has been a bit damn recently. Maybe I was choking Xiaoyin and I had no good water in my mind, so I can guess other people's bad water.

easy.

I bit my lip and glanced at him, "I just said it casually, maybe I'm thinking too much, it's better not. Then there's nothing wrong, I'll leave first."

I was about to stand up, Wang Zhaoyang pulled my arm and held me down. I turned to look at him. He said seriously with a more distressed look, "I don't like you think so much."

I tried to break free from his hand, "You're thinking too much."

He still looked at me with a torch, making my heart cumbersome. When his eyes flashed, his face was already very close to mine.

Oh my heart beats, no matter how hard it is, I have to run away, I have to calm down.

But I could no longer escape. He held my shoulder with his palm, and our faces were too close. He said, "It turns out that's not what you are. You just need to be yourself."

I don't accept it, I pushed him and told the truth, "Don't I want to help you?"

"I'm leaving." I said as I stood up, and before I could get out, someone knocked on the door.

I looked at him in panic and turned his eyes to the back of the door. I could only stand up guiltily. It would be fine if I didn't stand. The discovery of this hiding made people even more imaginative.

I was struggling with this problem. Wang Zhaoyang opened the door, and a teacher probably stood at the door, "What's the matter?" Wang Zhaoyang asked.

The teacher said, "Director Wang, please help me go to the self-study class, I have something to do."

"Oh, okay." Wang Zhaoyang glanced at me inside the door and took me out. I calmed down my heartbeat and thought about how long I could wait before going out. Suddenly I remembered something and inserted the door of the director's office.

I am a person who is not well educated. I have done too much of a thief recently, so I have a little no bottom line. Wang Zhaoyang also said that he didn't want me to think so much, but I obviously can't stop now.

People say hatred will blind people, which is like a quarrel between two shrews. At the beginning, it may be just a matter of facts, but there is still some rationality in the future. It is just a matter of pinching it out to the death, and it must make the other party convince you.

Since Wang Zhaoyang was going to see self-study, he couldn't come back within half an hour. I still had enough time and I stole it to him. This principle has really fallen all over the floor and I can't even fight.

There are two things I want here. First, Xiaoyin played my surveillance backup. Although I didn't know how to use it, it might be useful. But I searched for it and couldn't find the CD.

Where can he backup something of it?

Forget it, this is not the most important thing.

Open the file cabinet and find the registration list of school teachers. Here is the fixed contact information for each teacher, which is the family contact information other than the mobile phone.

I found the landline number of the primary school director’s home and quickly recorded it in the palm of my hand with a pen. With this number, I could find his wife.

Xiaoyin, I will let you be a mistress, and I will let you be a mistress. This time I have to use a knife to kill someone and find someone to deal with you.

After circumciding the phone number, I planned to leave Wang Zhaoyang's office. Before leaving, I looked at his coat hanging at the door, and my hand suddenly became a slut.

He and Fang Keru went out today, and they were going through the procedures. What procedures did they do? Is it a remarriage? The Civil Affairs Bureau should have already gotten off work at this time, right?

Oh no, why do I still want to verify it so much? After looking at the coat hanging, Wang Zhaoyang was wearing this one today, it seems to be true.

I had already opened the door latch, so I didn't close it anymore, and I quickly flipped through his pocket.

I flipped through it and didn't find anything related to remarriage. I just found a note in my suit bag. What kind of invoice and stubs are it, and the words on it are very unclear.

The date is today, with Wang Zhaoyang's signature, I really can't see the others clearly. I looked very hard, and as I watched, Wang Zhaoyang came back.

I held the note in my hand and hid it behind me. Wang Zhaoyang frowned and looked at me, "What are you holding?"

Humph, grandma, there is no silver here again. I think I'm doing well in front of others. I went to Xiaoyin to cry, and even the tear-jerking stick was ready, but in Wang Zhaoyang

Why do things happen in front of me? Is this person really sent me by God?

Wang Zhaoyang directly pulled my hand, turned out the note in my hand, took a look, knew that I had flipped his pocket, sighed, and looked helpless, "If you want to know, can you ask me directly, you are sneaking

When did you develop your problem?”
Chapter completed!