Chapter Ninety-Eight: The Handover Ceremony Between Students and Artists
Fortunately, these three days are not short, and they are not long, and after the last exam, all the students in the 38th class of high school breathed a sigh of relief.
And the head teacher Zhan Muqing also officially appeared in the classroom of the 38th class of high school again, appearing in the sight of the students.
He was still wearing a thick cotton jacket, and the red scarf was very neatly attached to his neck, and when he came in from outside, a layer of white mist was covered in his glasses, and he soon disappeared to reveal a cold look.
"Wow, Mr. Zhan, why did you go to the sixth class of the invigilator for the past three days? We have to find them to pay~" The students really cherish their homeroom teacher, and they don't want to lend their beauty to other classes at all.
"I'm afraid I'll doubt myself when I look at your three-day answers. Zhan Muqing made a rare joke, his voice was a little hoarse, he coughed lightly, and soon returned to his usual appearance.
"Wow, you underestimate us, right? This time it's not that difficult!" the students began to heckle.
Zhan Muqing looked at the way his classmates were competing to prove themselves one by one, and said softly: "Then I'll wait and see." Okay, the duty group stays to clean up, and the others go home first, it's a holiday. β
There was a cheer.
Of course, everyone knows that this short 7-day vacation will not be easy.
For Zheng Mo, it is even more busy.
He had already packed up his books, and just waited for Zhan Muqing's order to wrap himself in his big cotton jacket and rush away. Just kidding, do you have to wait for the big army after school to see her get into the nanny car?
However, when he was ready to take the first step, Zhan Muqing continued-
"Today's duty... Well, Hu Tong group. Over to you. β
Zheng Mo almost fell down with a sudden brake.
"Momo, do you have any other urgent matters?" Hu Tong asked when he saw this.
"Hmm.... It's really a bit of a hurry..."Zheng Mo looked sorry.
"If you have something, let's go first, Teacher Zheng Chong! Just leave the rest to us!" Li Xi patted Zheng Mo on the shoulder.
"Thank you, brothers!" Zheng Mo smiled movingly, and the wind under his feet had already run to the door of the classroom.
How do you know that Zhan Muqing shouted: "If you should be on duty, you will be on duty, and there is a reason to go first?"
"But..."
"Huh?" Zhan Muqing just glanced at Zheng Mo and retracted his feet aggrievedly.
Zheng Mo came back in a gloomy manner.
"What's wrong with Teacher Zhan today... Don't let people go yet. Li Xi whispered.
"I always feel that I am very strict with Momo..."Hu Tong also pondered.
And because Zheng Mo kept in mind the mission of Sister Ximei, this action was numb, and even hot, he took off a big cotton jacket and continued to devote himself to great labor.
Another girl in the same group was dumbfounded: "What kind of little whirlwind is this?"
Finally waited for Zheng Mo to finish wiping, he looked at the time, there were still ten minutes before school officially ended, and he jumped up happily: "I'm done with the rest, you just put the tools away!"
Then it disappeared into the classroom door like a whirlwind.
When he was about to arrive at the school gate, seeing that the nanny car was in front of him, Zheng Mo saw Zhan Muqing in a blink of an eye.
The red scarf was too conspicuous.
"Zheng Mo, are you done?" Zhan Muqing didn't have time to clear his throat.
"Zhan Muqing?yes! I'll have something to do first, I'll see you later!" Zheng Mo said hello and quickly ran to the nanny's car.
The window gradually slid down, revealing Seimi's face.
"Actually, you don't need to be in such a hurry. Ximei looked at Zheng Mo, who was panting like a general all the way, and said slowly.
β.. ... You said it made me more positive!" Zheng Mo said sincerely.
"...," Ximei couldn't refute, "get dressed properly, I just saw that your nose is hanging, go back and take a pack of cold medicine." Don't steal chickens and rice. β
β... How is it possible, Zhan Muqing didn't catch a cold, how could I be. Zheng Mo complained in a low voice, obviously very confident in his body.
"What does it have to do with him? Ah, Cao Cao Cao arrived. Sister Ximei's eyes flickered to Zhan Muqing, who was slowly leaving the school gate, "You stay in the car now to warm up, and I'll talk to Teacher Zhan about something." β
After saying that, he got out of the car.
"Heyββ" Zheng Mo saw Ximei and Zhan Muqing meeting through the car window, and he didn't know why he had the illusion that his parents were handing over his son's affairs.
In addition, he passed over so blatantly from Zhan Muqing's side just now, which is a bit bad to say more or less, but as a result, he worked hard to come over, and Sister Ximei went over again.
It's really a slap in the face.
Zheng Mo hid his head in the darkness, his eyes kept staring at his agent's movements.
Ximei greeted Zhan Muqing: "Teacher Zhan, we Zheng Mo are thanks to you for taking care of us." β
Zhan Muqing couldn't see any likes or dislikes in such an official tone, so he just raised his glasses and replied: "There is no care, he is very good in himself." β
"It seems that Mr. Zhan is very satisfied with our family Zheng Mo?" said Ximei with a smile.
"...," said Zhan Muqing, "I am very satisfied with each student, and of course I also hope that this is a shared experience for both parties." β
In terms of officialdom, Zhan Muqing has never been afraid.
"Okay, Teacher Zhan, seriously, you really helped us a lot, Momo was able to get out of danger smoothly, and you must have done a lot to understand that matter, right? Actually, I heard the principal say that you are in a situation, I can help you. Ximei said seriously.
Zhan Muqing's eyes revealed a little surprise, and then quickly regained his composure, "It's all my choice." Whatever the outcome, I'm responsible for it. β
"But if you continue here, it would be a shame. I admit that I was selfish at the beginning, and I used some means for Zheng Mo, but after this year, you can still have more choices. β
"No need. Thank you, Miss Saimi, for your kindness. Now I'm used to it, and that's good. Zhan Muqing politely refused.
"Hey, is that really the case? If you regret it, you can always contact me. Ximei glanced at him meaningfully, "I forgot to say, the scarf is beautiful and goes well with you." β
After speaking, he swayed and returned to the car in a graceful manner.
Zhan Muqing unnaturally rearranged the scarf again, and left without looking back.
Seeing Sister Ximei return to the car, Zheng Mo stepped forward nervously, "Sister Ximei, why are you still investigating me with the head teacher? He didn't say anything, did he?"
"What did he say? He said you are obedient and have improved a lot. Sister Ximei said.
"He really said that, wouldn't he? He was usually strict with me, why didn't I believe it?" Zheng Mo said in his heart that it was impossible to be beautiful.
"Well, I actually think that Mr. Zhan is quite handsome, and I want to talk to him. Sister Ximei couldn't help but tease Zheng Mo.
"Don't, sister!" Zheng Mo then whispered a gossip, "Don't stare at him, he has someone in his heart!"
Ximei immediately remembered the red scarf around Zhan Muqing's neck, and understood.
"That's a pity," Ximei sighed, "in that case, I'll give up, let's go, big star, and then you can return to your identity for the time being." β