New words were added to the blackboard one after another, and Song Jing tilted his head, not intending to read the content, but paying attention to the slender hand of the woman on the podium.

The other hand's hand is beautiful, white and slender, like the most perfect work of the Creator.

Obviously, the left-handed writing board should be a very awkward scene when imagined, but the behavior of the person on the stage is very natural, and there is a pleasing beauty.

It didn't seem to be a strange thing to her, so it was natural as if she was already familiar with it.

Her handwriting is so neat and neat that it's hard to imagine that this beautiful handwriting comes from the left hand. Song Jing blinked, his eyes mixed with a slightly complicated look.

Left-handedness is uncommon. Even if left-handedness is present, parents and schools generally correct left-handed usage when the child is still young.

In Song Jing's memories of the first thirty years, left-handedness was just a vague concept that was never concrete. The biggest perception is that I am used to using my left hand to do everything.

It was the first time that Song Jing had seen someone write on a board with his left hand, and the words he wrote were not much different from those on his right hand.

In a trance, the woman on the podium dropped the last stroke and turned around. The woman is tall and thin. She was very good-looking, especially her eyes, which seemed to have the Milky Way in her eyes. The only fly in the ointment is probably that her expression is a little cold.

Song Jing was wandering outside, and she didn't listen to a word of what she said. The sound of the clasp at the table pulled him back from his fugue to reality, and he raised his eyes to meet the man's cold gaze.

When Shen Ci arrived in front of him, he didn't know anything. Being watched by her, Song Jing's brain crashed for a few seconds, leaving only a blank space.

"Explain what I just asked. ”

The woman's voice was quite magnetic, and now that she heard it up close, Song Jing squinted slightly, and her heart was a little itchy.

He has been away from the classroom for many years, and it is difficult for him to continue to maintain a high level of concentration in class. As he listened, he began to wander. Unexpectedly, the other party came to him and was caught.

Song Jing stood up and said sorry apologetically, but he really didn't mean sorry at all on his face. He has worked for many years, but he can't make an embarrassing posture after being caught by the teacher.

Shen Ci is 168 tall, and he is a particularly tall person among girls. Song Jing stood up, a full 1.8 meters. Shen Ci looked a little petite in front of him.

"What's your name?" Shen Ci raised his eyes and asked him, his momentum was not inferior to this man at all.

"Zhou Yan. ”

Song Jing's face was not red or breathless, and he replied confidently. Shen Ci's eyes deepened, "I don't remember that Zhou Yan was so high. ”

Song Jing: ......

Shen Ci said lightly, "Sit down." ”

The reasons why students don't come to class are nothing more than a few, and she doesn't bother to ask any more, so she doesn't feel happy for herself.

*

The two small lessons were quick and ended in less than a moment. Shen Ci This is the last class today, and as soon as the class bell rang, she quickly ended the class and walked out of the classroom neatly with the book.

Song Jingxin, who saw her leave, said that the other party was too positive.

It started to rain outside the school building at some point. The drizzle was cloudy, and the heavens and the earth were moistened with a gloomy color. Shen Ci stood downstairs and looked at the people coming and going, thinking about whether to rub the student's umbrella.

"Teacher Shen, why don't I take you for a ride?" When Song Jing came out, he caught a glimpse of Shen Ci's straight back, walked up by himself, and spoke familiarly.

A deep and deep voice came from behind him, Shen Ci tilted his head, pursed his lips at Song Jing's warm and jade-like face, and then spoke, "I'll go to the office building of the Academy of Letters, I'm sorry for you." ”

"That's a big deal. ”

Song Jing skillfully opened the umbrella, and his eyes motioned for Shen Ci to follow. As a fellow traveler, Shen Ci was not hypocritical, and quickly followed.

"I don't know what the consequences of Mr. Shen's class absence?"

"No consequences. ”

It's nothing more than a small number of people in the class to add homework together, and the usual points will be deducted.

"I've heard Zhou Yan say that attendance is very important. ”

During the May Day holiday, Zhou Yan bought a ticket to travel to Rongcheng. The ticket to go was bought in advance, but he completely forgot the ticket to come back. By the time the problem became apparent, the tickets were sold out.

He asked a lot of people if they could help with substitute teaching, but no one agreed. Everyone is just out of vacation, who wants to devote themselves to learning so quickly? Anyone who specializes in substitute teaching doesn't want to take this order, let alone his friends. They're either full of classes or rushing to do their homework.

Remembering that his uncle was going to school to do something that day, Zhou Yan hit Song Jing with his idea.

There's something weird about the way attendance goes at their school. Even if you ask for leave, the deduction is correct. In that case, it is better to find someone to help with the substitute teaching.

"Buckle it, just deduct it, you can go back and score more points on the paper, and it will be solved. Song Jing was unmoved. This little thing can't be solved well, and you have to ask him for help!

"We're 70 per cent and I've been absent twice. Uncle Jing, you can't die without help!"

That's amazing! Song Jing has never seen a class with such a high proportion of the usual score, this teacher is a little magical.

Hearing what he said was so terrifying, Song Jing reluctantly agreed. Who knew that he would be recognized as soon as he came, and he was now a little worried that if he turned around and told Zhou Yan about today's events, his nephew was afraid that he would be annoyed to death by chattering for a long time.

Shen Ci guessed and understood that he was tempting Zhou Yan to change the law.

"For the sake of our friends, you can tell him that I have always had a good memory, and I remember everyone who has come to my class. ”

No wonder it was recognized so quickly, it turned out that the crux of the problem was here.

Song Jing suddenly felt a little distressed about Zhou Yan, who still didn't know anything at this time. For the sake of the child, who had already been deducted three points, he did not convey this sad news.

Let's honestly make up for the exam!

*

The distance between the teaching and office buildings of the Faculty of Arts is not far, more than ten minutes away. When he arrived at the office building, Shen Ci's cold face finally softened, and his attitude softened a lot, "Thank you." ”

"My surname is Song, a single name, a scene, a view. ”

Shen Ci was stunned for a second, "Then thank you, Mr. Song." ”

The two stood in the aisle, and Song Jing took the umbrella. Glancing at the stairs behind the lobby of the office building, he smiled, "Do you have an umbrella with you?"

Outside the walkway, the rain continued and showed no signs of stopping.

Comprehending the subtext of his words, Shen Ci politely rejected his kindness.

She was in a hurry to leave class today, and her bag was left in the office. The umbrella was also in and forgot to take it.

"Then I don't have to worry about it. ”

At the end of the road, the two said goodbye. Shen Ci left first, his back clearly fell into Song Jing's eyes, he stood in place, and sighed casually, "It's still this temperament, it doesn't seem to have changed at all." ”

*

When Song Jing received Zhou Yan's call again, it was the next day. As soon as he arrived at the dormitory, he heard his roommate gloating and singing "Cool and Cool" to him, and he suddenly sighed in his heart, could it be that the substitute teacher had been recognized! As soon as the thought came up, he contacted Song Jing in a hurry to ask about the situation.

"Then it depends on whether Teacher Shen will look at my love for her and give you a light touch. Song Jing heard the panicked tone of the person on the other end of the phone, and he didn't know what he was panicking about.

They all had the courage to beg him to substitute for the class, why didn't they expect to be recognized?

Weekly Banquet: ???

What do you mean by this, I don't like to hear it, take it back! Zhou Yan wanted to say this, but he didn't have the guts.

Song Jing clasped the desktop with his right hand, and the picture of Shen Ci on the board in the classroom came to mind, and his eyes flashed slightly, "Actually, you Teacher Shen are quite good at talking, you can think of a way to save your poor score." ”

At least he was much more polite than the magical party he had met before.

"Uncle, I'm afraid of society and I'm not good at dealing with people. "Zhou Yan wants to cry without tears, his usual life, is he so far away from him?

Song Jing: ......

Can you make up a more convincing excuse? If the Zhou banquet is a social fear, I am afraid that there will be no lively and cheerful people in this world.

Song Jing turned the pen boringly, put down the original score, and asked casually, "Is she usually close to her colleagues?"

"Judging by the reactions of other teachers, it should be a good relationship. The second monk of Zhou Yanzhang was puzzled, and he didn't understand why Song Jing suddenly asked about this stubble. It's in vain to ask, he usually doesn't pay much attention to the division commander and the department.

Seeing that he couldn't dig up any useful information, Song Jing hung up the phone decisively.

Zhou Yan was confused, where did he make his uncle angry?

*

The room was groggy, Shen Ci's eyes were worried, and he habitually took his mobile phone from the bedside table.

One look, ten o'clock in the morning.

Rubbing his temples, Shen Ci struggled to get up. The curtains in front of the floor-to-ceiling windows were still hidden, and the woman seemed to be particularly comfortable with this unclear environment, and there was no movement to pull the curtains the whole time.

On days when there are no classes, it is more leisurely. I bought soy milk and fritters from downstairs, and sat at the living room table, slowly eating breakfast. The morning news was playing on the radio, the fleshy greenery on the balcony was full of greenery, and the light and shadow of a woman seemed particularly ethereal in the dimly lit room.

A call came in on WeChat, and Shen Ci wiped his hands and clicked to confirm that it was connected.

"Honey, are you watching a movie? In the past few days, the new masterpiece "Cracked Sky", I won't work overtime today, we can just make an appointment. Ji Chaoyang's happy voice came from the other end of the phone, and Shen Ci could feel that she was in a good mood now through the screen.

She easily ordered "Cracked Sky" on Baidu, the genre is a Xianxia love movie, and various drafts on the Internet say that it is a masterpiece that costs a lot of money. After the screening, the response was excellent, and the score was also high, setting a new record for movies of the same genre, and receiving rave reviews.

Film starring: Xie Sinian, Ye Mingruo

Ye Mingruo is a popular little flower, the queen of the screen in recent times. And Xie Sinian, a god who won three actor trophies with his debut. In addition, this movie also has many familiar old drama bones, and "Cracked Sky" has a very high configuration. It's no wonder that as soon as this movie was released, the box office was slowly rising. Within a week of its release, the box office broke 900 million and exploded.

Seeing Xie Sinian's name, Shen Ci was stunned, and his hand flipping through the movie reviews also paused.

Shen Ci leaned on the chair and said lightly, "Let's change it." ”

"That's not good, how can other movies in the same period have the production of "Cracked Sky" good? Not to mention that Xie Sinian and Ye Mingruo are still artists of our company. My family's cash cow works, I, as the boss, naturally have to go to the cinema to test the quality and feel it. ”

Shen Ci held her forehead, she didn't believe that Ji Chaoyang hadn't seen it in advance.

"I'll give you a package ticket, this movie is very exciting, not only makes people have the desire to watch it twice, but also the idea of brushing it three times or four times. ”

Ji Chaoyang then chattered endlessly about the goodness of "Cracking the Sky", and Shen Ci listened patiently. It can be seen that she likes this film very much.

"See you at the old place. In the end, Shen Ci still carried popcorn and Coke to accompany her into the cinema.