"Boss, how much?"

On Wednesday morning, the weather was so gloomy that it seemed to be dripping ink, but the breakfast shop in Jiaolong Lane was doing a few points better than usual, not only was the house full of people, but even the tables and chairs illegally placed at the door were almost full of the road. On the narrow side of the road in Jiaolong Lane, a sloppy old man at the door of the store put down the spoon and shouted loudly into the house, while smoking a few cheap facial tissues from the tissue box, and wiping away the sweat that couldn't stop seeping out of his head.

It was hot and stuffy, and there was not even a little wind outside.

In the house, which was as hot as a steamer, the proprietress kept beating glutinous rice, pouring toppings, and sprinkling fried fritters, just raising her eyes and glancing at the sloppy man, she remembered and shouted as if God helped: "A bowl and a half of glutinous rice, a bowl of salted soy milk and eggs, three pieces of five!"

"Put the money on the table! Take it yourself!" The middle-aged sloppy man took out a few coins from his pocket, put them on the table, and then lowered his head and smiled at the young woman at the same table, "Teacher Song, I'll go first." ”

"Hmm. Song Jiaqian's attitude was neither salty nor light, and she responded gently. An older dick like Lao Di, she doesn't pay attention to it, if she didn't happen to be a colleague, she wouldn't have been able to sit at the same table with Lao Di to eat.

Yesterday at noon, when Jiang Shengshan took her to the cafeteria to hand over to the people of Xicheng Restaurant, she happened to meet Lao Di, who was discussing with the two delivery guys in the restaurant, and asked if they could deliver takeaways alone, and dinner would be delivered directly to his home, because he couldn't cook. At that time, when Song Jiaqian heard that, she felt that Lao Di was definitely sick in the brain. How can there be a reason in this world to deliver food to you alone, and when the whole world revolves around you alone? It is simply unreasonable and has no quality!

Thinking so, Song Jiaqian looked at Lao Di's back walking away, and her face gradually collapsed, and it was as ugly as today's weather.

I don't know if this Teacher Di has told others about her being transferred to an administrative post.

Anyway, the way he spoke just now, it looked like he was laughing at her......

It's all to blame on that little bastard......

Song Jiaqian's eyes were fierce, and she couldn't think of it, and unconsciously bit the stainless steel spoon stuffed in her mouth.

Hard teeth, and harder metal skirmishes.

The intense tenderness from the tooth nerve into the cerebral cortex instantly pulled Song Jiaqian back to reality.

"Ahh

With hatred in her eyes, she threw the spoon on the table in annoyance.

When the people at the tables on the side heard the movement, they couldn't help but look at Song Jiaqian.

"Sure enough, there is a sick ......" In front of a table not far away, Zhang Xueru, who was eating with a schoolbag on her back, saw Song Jiaqian grinning and reaching out to touch her mouth, with schadenfreude on her face.

If she hadn't been scolded by Song Jiaqian yesterday and said that she had to go to the classroom before 7:20, she wouldn't have gotten up so early today.

"Be quiet, it's over if you hear it......" Zhu Peici, who was sitting opposite Zhang Xueru, said nervously.

"What are you afraid of, she doesn't have to go to class!" Zhang Xueru didn't care, but deliberately raised her voice.

Song Jiaqian really heard it, and immediately looked at Zhang Xueru. She touched a finger lightly in her mouth, and the fangs on the right side of her upper jaw seemed to loosen slightly. The pain made Song Jiaqian feel even more irritable, her eyes were on fire, and she stared at Zhang Xueru angrily.

Zhang Xueru was not afraid at all, her eyes did not dodge at all, and she directly carried her head-on.

The two of them stared at the Earth for more than ten seconds.

Zhang Xueru's eyes became more and more fierce.

Song Jiaqian gradually felt a little unbearable, snorted with a gloomy face, what kind of garbage student is in her heart, even if Jiang Shengshan begs her to go back to be the head teacher, she won't do it anymore! Sure enough, there isn't a good thing in this school!

The proprietress of the store took a moment, walked out of the house to clean up the dishes and chopsticks, picked up the money left by Song Jiaqian, stuffed it into the big purse tied to her waist, looked down at the remaining half of the bowl of rice, and sighed: "Now that I am a teacher, I am so rich......"

……

Song Jiaqian hurriedly walked through Jiaolong Lane, and when she arrived at the school gate, she met Yaning coming from the direction of Hubin Road.

The two of them looked at each other more than ten meters apart, and Fang Yaning smiled and beckoned to Song Jiaqian.

Song Jiaqian couldn't control her expression more and more, looking at Fang Yaning, who had robbed her class, she couldn't laugh at all, she nodded at Fang Yaning with a dark face, and without waiting for Fang Yaning to approach, she turned directly into the school gate.

Fang Yaning was stunned, and then shook his head helplessly.

These young people are really bigger than the other, and their brains are more and more confused. If you make a mistake, you have to blame others. If she hadn't thrown away the students from work yesterday, the school would have found someone else to substitute for the teacher, and it was no wonder that Principal Jiang even agreed to such an outrageous request from that child. Looking at this Teacher Song's hateful appearance now, Fang Yaning remembered what Lao Jiang told her yesterday, although it was ridiculous in reason, it was indeed not incomprehensible.

It is better to let such a teacher teach that group of children, and let the children learn on their own......

"Uncle, morning!" Fang Yaning walked through the communication room, and greeted Uncle Dong who was guarding the door with a smile on his face.

Uncle Dong rarely showed a good face, nodded to Fang Yaning with a smile, and said in his heart that the old teacher is reasonable, how can it be like the young teacher just now, who dragged it like twenty-five or eighty-thousand, sooner or later, someone will teach her a lesson!

Uncle Dong had a smile on his face, spat thick phlegm on the ground, stretched out his foot and stepped on it, and sat back on the chair.

The clock in the communication room, the second hand is beating, and the time points to 7:15.

Outside, the sky was getting darker and darker.

After a while, a flash of lightning suddenly pierced the sky, and the thunder on the horizon was faint, and it was about to rain.

Uncle Dong stood up, closed the window of the communication room in advance, and then as soon as he looked up, he saw a bicycle and rushed to the school gate. The thin bamboo pole riding the bicycle got out of the car, hurriedly picked up the kindergarten child who was drinking milk in the back seat of the car, and shouted: "Brother Miao, run! It's going to rain!"

Uncle Dong pouted, and said in his heart that Zhen Nima was ashamed.

is so tall, he actually calls such a young child brother, and he is not afraid to laugh to death when he says it......

Thinking so secretly, outside the school, another Santana drove up. As soon as the back door of the car opened, a fat man rushed out of the car, ran to the young child, and opened his mouth to shout: "Master Miao!

Uncle Dong's face was swollen in an instant.

This...... Is this special from generation?

Here, without waiting for Uncle Dong to clean up the three views, a group of girls ran over outside the gate.

Just finished eating, Zhang Xueru, who was busy hiding from the rain and rushing to class, saw Lin Miao standing at the school gate, still holding a milk bottle in her hand, and immediately stepped forward, picked it up and ran, shouting as she ran: "Ouch my Teacher Lin, are you a little nervous, it's going to be class later!"

Lin Miao was hugged by Zhang Xueru and ran, her body shook around, she almost grabbed the bottle, and shouted: "Don't shake! Don't shake! The milk is spilled! I'm going to vomit!"

There was a commotion at the school gate.

Lightning and thunder thundered in the sky, and torrential rain poured down.

Uncle Dong stood outside the conveyance room, watching more and more students pouring into the campus with umbrellas and raincoats.

After a while, Wu Ningxiang's car also drove into the school.

He stood silently like this for a long time.

It wasn't until the school gate was completely quiet that he picked up his umbrella and went to close the school gate slowly.

In the past, there were no private schools, where were there private cars, and how could there be so many messy people......

This world, he seems to be starting to be a little confused......