The next morning, Han Zhuo received a notice from the General Affairs Office that when he went to school in the morning, he would go to the back office to get a set of teachers' uniforms.

"Back office?" Han Zhuo thought as he lay on the leather carved sofa in the living room, "Where?"

The diploma of Hallym University is not recognized by domestic enterprises and institutions, but after all, it is an aristocratic school, and nine out of ten graduates will continue to study abroad.

Although it was also smashed with money, just like this school, at least the appearance is glamorous and dazzling.

People who come here for the first time, I don't know why, at a glance, I thought it was a garden scenic area, in addition to a variety of buildings and gardens with different styles on the campus, there is also a particularly eye-catching place, that is, the area is particularly large.

Especially in such a central area where every inch of land is valuable, there are at least three or four kilometers from north to south, and it takes half an hour to ride a bicycle and go straight from beginning to end.

So when he heard the back office, Han Zhuo's first instinct was, which building, where is it?

At this time, Jiang Yang brought breakfast, a bowl of millet porridge and freshly fried fritters on the plate, and a small stack of self-pickled cucumbers.

Han Zhuo looked at her busy appearance, and said with a smile: "I just asked you to come over and tidy up the housekeeping and hygiene for me, you don't have to come over every day to cook for me so early, don't you have to go to school?"

Jiang Yang suddenly blushed: "I'm not going to school anymore?"

Han Zhuo sat up suddenly, he knew that it was the meaning of going to school for an ordinary mortal, especially for Jiang Yang, that it might be her only chance to change her fate.

"Why? I remember you like...... You're only a freshman in high school, right?"

Jiang Yang hurriedly explained: "No, no, I'm suspended." ”

Han Zhuo was even more vigilant: "Suspension of study? High school students can still suspend school?" I remember that it seems that only due to illness can be suspended. ”

Han Zhuo was very impressed by this, he had taken a leave of absence due to illness when he was in high school, and he had only been to Kyoto twice in his life, both times due to illness.

The first time was when I was a child, I followed my parents and went back to Liu Suyun's mother's house to borrow money to see a doctor, but I was kicked out by the Liu family on the night of the storm, and Han Jin was illegally detained by the powerful Liu family for more than a week, but Han Zhuo was seriously ill at that time, but he didn't leave much memory.

The second time I didn't go to the Liu family again, I just went to Kyoto for a minor operation, and I took a break from school for more than a month, and it was precisely because of my illness from childhood to adulthood that Han Zhuo went to college and was very weak, resulting in a very withdrawn personality, no wonder I was always bullied.

So as soon as Jiang Yang talked about taking a leave of absence, Han Zhuodi had a premonition, wouldn't she also have any illness?

As a result, Jiang Yang also shook his head, but Han Zhuo was puzzled, was it because of lack of money, and the family couldn't afford it?

It's quite possible that her only mother was also infected with the plague that the damn Shinto Society had put on her, and she only came back after a while.

"Jiang Yang," Han Zhuo couldn't bear to pick on her self-esteem, and only said softly, "I remember that I arranged for Mao Xiaoxin to give you a lot of money on a regular basis, huh...... It's for the tidying up of the house and the like, and since this money is handed over to you, it's for you to use freely......"

Jiang Yang hurriedly shook his head again: "It's not because of lack of money, if I drop out of school just because of lack of money, my uncle won't care." ”

"What is the reason for that?"

"This ...... This one...... My mother said, you have a great kindness to us, let ...... Let me take good care of you. ”

"What? just for this?" Han Zhuo leaned back on the sofa, with an expression of disbelief, and shook his head again and again, "It's ridiculous, I will never agree, I will go to her today, I don't believe that she doesn't think about your future at all?"

Jiang Yang was taken aback: "Don't, don't...... Well, I can't go to school, really, I don't know what's the use. ”

Han Zhuo was speechless for a moment, and blurted out, "You won't skip class, will you?"

Jiang Yang was obviously poked by a word, his face was as red as a ripe apple, and he was still a little angry: "What...... What kind of truancy? I won't tell you, I'm ...... I'm going to school, so you can make your own breakfast later. Before he could take off his apron, he turned around and was about to run out, but he only ran two steps before he stopped, twisted and turned around, "Why are you so good to me?"

Han Zhuo looked at her head almost hanging down to her chest, looking shy and lovely, déjà vu, smiled and said, "Am I very good to you......?" It's because you saved my life, right?"

"Huh?" Jiang Yang raised his head at this time, "Boss, are you saying the opposite?"

Han Zhuo laughed: "We're not talking about the same thing, let's go to class." ”

Jiang Yang had no choice but to turn around and walk out, Han Zhuo looked at her back in a daze, and kept thinking in his mind, after being locked in his mind by the sleepy mind of the Western Sect saints when he was in the Langgan Desert, how could the illusion he saw be her?

It's obviously a little Xuannu, right, even if it's a coincidence that the name and surname are renamed, and the person is not the right version, this is too strange, right?

Han Zhuo shook his head, no longer thinking nonsense, and used the breakfast made by Jiang Yang himself, which was simple and delicious, and the fritters were fried crispy and soft, especially the pickled cucumbers, which were crisp and refreshing, and they were made with heart at first glance.

Han Zhuo smiled slightly, and thought, "It's a good cook." ”

After breakfast, I called Jiang Yang before going out, and made sure that she really got the school, so I got up and went to Hallym University.

When he arrived at the school, Han Zhuo was blind, asked all the way, found the general affairs building of the logistics office, received his uniform and covered it again: "My office ...... Where?"

Yesterday, I followed the principal Hua Yanxiu around the whole campus and spent a whole morning, and I had the impression that I seemed to have been to the teacher's building, but at that time I was thinking about the extinction of the position, and I didn't pay attention to other things.

I had to go to the general affairs building and ask one by one, and finally found the teacher's building, and went from office to office to find my place.

The office of the teaching building is divided into floors by department, and then divided into offices by discipline, like the original class belongs to the Department of Mechanical and Electrical Engineering, on the third floor, Yin Qian's office is there.

Han Zhuo is a physical education teacher, and his office is on the first floor of the Chinese Department on the second floor.

The whole teacher building is a modern architectural structure, full glass curtain wall, reflective design is just right, from the outside there is no dazzling sense of light pollution, nor can you see the scene in the building, it seems that the sense of science and technology is full.

It is separated from the teaching building group by more than 100 meters, and in addition to the main roads on both sides of the school, there are several winding garden corridors in the middle.

This time, I didn't have much effort, I found the location of my office, but there was no one in it, and the office next door was chattering.

When Han Zhuo passed by just now, he saw many teachers in the big office of the Chinese department next door chatting happily around a tall strong man, and that strong man was none other than Shen Qiang, who was also a physical education teacher who had just raced with him yesterday.

Come to think of it, of course Shen Qiang is a star now, a third-rate university produces a player who can ravage the Olympic champion, which is basically equivalent to the story of an ugly duckling turning into a phoenix.

Han Zhuo looked around, the physical education teacher's office was much smaller than the big office next door, and there were a lot of desks and chairs.

However, unlike other teachers, who are full of books and textbooks, almost all the desks are empty, and some of them have personal items such as thermos cups on them.

Han Zhuo wasn't sure which one was his seat, so he randomly found a chair and sat down, thinking to himself if he went directly to the playground for class yesterday afternoon, or if the principal went there himself, how would the next class be held, and who would he go to?

It is impossible for Jian Youchen to tell Hua Yanxiu the real purpose of coming to school, in case his curriculum is full, isn't it really the "throne" of the physical education teacher?

Han Zhuo, whose butt was not yet hot, immediately stood up, no, he didn't want to waste his time like this, he wanted to open his magic sense, search for the aura of the entire school, and wanted to use the strength of the aura in various places inside the campus to identify the possible location of the extinction.

So I walked out again, this is the teacher's office, it is not very convenient for people to come and go, and I need to find a secluded place.

Passing by the office of the Chinese Department again, I found that the people inside had walked away in twos and threes, and Shen Qiang estimated that he didn't know where he was dragged by the group of "star-chasing" teachers.

There were only four or five older teachers left in Nuo's office, and they looked like old pedants with old-fashioned faces and highly myopic glasses like annual rings.

Several people were chatting happily around a table, and Han Zhuo thought to himself, "The other teachers are all chasing Shen Qiang, what's going on with these people?"

I saw a piece of rice paper spread out in front of these teachers, and a poem was written on it with a brush: "The sunset dyes the ancient road, a few people return to the desert, wander the world, and follow the wind and rain." ”