It was already dark, and the lights in Lin Qing's study were still on.

She reviewed the public class again, and even though she had memorized it by heart, she couldn't help but go through it again. I've been preparing for so long, it's up to me tomorrow afternoon.

Tomorrow the school will have the Qingming Festival, tomorrow afternoon is the meeting time, the other classes are parent-teacher meetings, and her and Li Yitong's class is an open class. It wasn't just the students and parents, there were the Head of Year, or more.

She was nervous, not only because she had to attend classes in front of so many people, but also because it was an important step in the sex education of her group of children. If you talk about it well, you can start a sex education, and both students and parents will begin to pay attention to it.

She can't guarantee too much, but she wholeheartedly hopes that this sex education can help more children understand sex correctly, and also play a role in their future lives, helping them avoid some dangers and avoid some detours.

Lin Diandian was already asleep at her feet, snoring slightly, and it was already 11 o'clock at night.

Lin Qing turned off the computer, closed his eyes and simulated it in his mind, and when he opened his eyes again, the moon was already half covered by clouds. She fiddled with her watch at hand, 11:30.

She simply cleaned up the desk, walked out of the study with Lin Diandian in her arms, and as soon as she entered the room, she saw the mobile phone flickering slightly on her bed.

It's him.

At 10:30, "I don't have a fever today, thanks to the little fairy's lunch." ”

At 11 o'clock, "Today, I have seriously refueled." ”

At 11:30, "The moonlight is so good today, little fairy, good night." Again, her familiar smiling face.

When Lin Qing sent a good night, he replied in seconds, and it seemed that he hadn't slept yet.

"Are you home?"

"No, in the duty room. ”

She couldn't help frowning, he had been on duty almost all the time this week, except for the night he had a fever, wasn't it three times a week?

When she sent another message, he didn't reply, Lin Qing held his phone and waited, but he couldn't wait for his message, and he understood that he should be busy again, so he packed up and prepared to sleep.

When she applied the body lotion, she couldn't help but pull out her hand and look at her phone, but there was still no news from him.

She closed her eyes and couldn't sleep.

An inexplicable sense of oppression tormented her, tossing and turning.

Still nervous.

There are Yang Xi, Yu Xin, and so many children she loves in the class.

She fumbled with her phone, intending to find something fun to distract herself and help her fall asleep earlier.

She suddenly remembered the Weibo about him, who came back from the hospital today and had been in class, and forgot about it. She clicked it gently, fortunately, it was no longer on the hot search, but when I searched, I could still find that the reading volume was still rising, and now the direction of the discussion has focused on where he works?

Even if there are no acquaintances who break the news, everyone's enthusiasm is still undiminished.

The hot topics of this era are generally difficult to understand, because when everyone's economic situation is gradually rising but the spiritual needs are not keeping up, there will always be some strange topics.

As soon as she thought of this, she couldn't help but raise the corners of her mouth, and she couldn't help but think of the graceful but loud political teacher in her class, "The main contradiction in our society has been transformed into a contradiction between the people's growing needs for a better life and unbalanced and inadequate development."

The political teacher dyed a big wave on his head, even though he was in his 50s, he still had a good figure and was very good at life, every time Lin Qing saw her, he saw her wipe her big red lips and wear a good-looking cheongsam.

The cutest thing is that she has a unique big voice, just like her figure, passionate and hot.

Since Lin Qing didn't have a class in almost every political class, he was forced to audit every political class in the office. After being exposed to it for a long time, she found that her political theory had also improved a lot, and sometimes when the political teacher asked questions in class, Lin Qing could even blurt out.

She was so cranky, the phone slowly slipped out of her palm, her eyelids became heavier and heavier, and she slowly fell asleep, only the sound of Lin Diandian's hair rubbing against the quilt when he turned over silently.

In the morning, Lin Qing sorted out all the test papers for the Qingming Festival, asked Yang Xi to send them down, and emphasized that he would review well during the holidays during the recess, and when he came back, it would be a big month exam.

In the afternoon, the students in the classroom all rushed out, claiming their parents outside the classroom, as well as a few confused parents, and held two parent-teacher conferences but still did not remember the location of the classroom.

Lin Qing arranged for the class committee to lead the students and parents to the conference room, and she first met with Li Yitong and prepared the PPT and projector.

When Xu Hui sent a message, Lin Qing was making up the last lipstick.

The phone vibrate, her hand trembled inexplicably, and the lipstick suddenly deviated from its original route, and an extra line was applied.

Li Yitong chuckled, handed her the phone, and stood in front of her, wiping off the excess lipstick with a cotton pad.

She lowered her head and clicked on her phone, "Teacher Xiaolin wants to come on." ”

Lin Qing gently reapplied the lipstick, smiled brightly at himself in a red dress in the mirror, turned his head and hugged Li Yitong again, cheering each other on.

When she appeared at the door of the conference room, everyone was noticeably quiet. She took a deep breath quietly, and then walked towards the podium with determination. The only sound in the room at this time was the sound of her high heels slapping on the ground.

She suddenly remembered that sophomore night, when she was alone in a classroom at the University, trying to walk through the door to the podium. At that moment, she suddenly understood the true meaning of "the podium is also the stage" in the teacher's mouth, and the podium means too much to a teacher.

She stood firmly in the middle of the podium, her heart beating rhythmically hard.

The moment that I have been preparing for so long has finally arrived.

There is no imaginary tension, but more excitement and determination.

She opened the PPT and began to introduce herself.

As she introduced herself, she greeted every parent and student in the audience with her eyes. Representatives of previous public classes were smiling at her, but most of them were almost expressionless, a little serious, until they swept him.

Her gaze was visibly frozen for a moment, and the frequency of her heart began to flutter.

She didn't expect him to be here.

Obviously, a second ago, he was still messaging her and cheering her on.

She squeezed her fingers behind the lectern table, steady.

She glanced at Yang Xi, who was sitting next to him, and immediately understood.

His lips squirmed slightly, Lin Qing glanced at it quickly, and then smiled.

He's lipsing, "Come on."

Lin Qing's blood began to surge, and he was completely excited.

She retracted her gaze, bowed slightly, and her gentle and powerful voice sounded, "Welcome all students and parents to participate in our open class today, a lesson in life - sex education." ”

Offstage, his eyes were full of pride.