Chapter 60: Brainstorming
I don't give an explanation for everything that happened tonight and I'm not legally responsible. Pen @ fun @ pavilion wWw. ļ½ļ½ļ½Uļ½Eć ļ½ļ½ļ½ļ½
Luo Shaoqian dropped me off at the door, and when he got out of the car, he grabbed me, and he wanted to say something to me with a look of desire to say something and a little excited. The old lady ignored him unceremoniously: "Dean Luo, for everything that happened tonight, I don't give any explanation and I don't bear any legal responsibility. Then Dean Luo's face elongated into a black horse face.
The encounter and acquaintance of people, and the careful recollection of the stories that happened along the way, will be a destined fairy tale. People who are full of fantasies and romantic plots about life often fall into the whirlpool of memories so happily and indulge in them for a long time. You'll avoid all the misfortune and despair along the way, and all that's left for you to remember are moments of laughter and contentment. It's been a long time since I've experienced this, but I admit that the moment he kissed me, all the good times seemed to come back and life lit up. But all this was unexpected, and I didn't know how to deal with it for a while, but maybe in a few years I will understand that many emotions don't need to be thought about and dealt with in a big way, just go with the flow. I was by the window of the living room, watching him turn the lights and leave downstairs, and there was a sudden warmth in my heart, and I actually smiled slightly.
The next morning, when I woke up, Zhang Xiuran had already prepared breakfast in the kitchen, and there were all kinds of gruel and side dishes for soy milk frangipani rolls. Tu Tu didn't go to class until half past eight, but he sat down at the table before me, which surprised me, which I hadn't had in so many years.
"Look at your son, he got up and folded the quilt by himself, got dressed and washed his face, which is much more worry-free than when you were a child. Zhang Xiuran was still busy talking, but she obviously didn't want to nag today.
There were water stains all around the sink and unrinsed foam from the end of the toothbrush, but I was happy that he loved school and that he was learning to grow up. I went to work at half past seven, Wen Hongwei rode at eight o'clock, I rode a small electric donkey, and he rode a bicycle. At the dinner table, a family of four enjoyed breakfast quietly, and then went out separately, went to work, went to school, Zhang Xiuran sent Tu Tu to buy a vegetable on the way, and on the way back, he could also dance a square dance in the community square for more than an hour. I suddenly realized that my life had changed drastically, as if a derailed train was finally back on track, and my heart suddenly became very full.
Wen Hongwei and I were both having lunch in the hospital, and after eating, I used the noon time to review the lessons to be held in the afternoon, and today is one or two classes in the afternoon, starting at two o'clock. When I arrived at the medical school classroom at 1:45, I was frightened by the sight in front of me, the classroom that had only held 60 people in two classes was inexplicably overcrowded, and there were still standing people standing in the space that was not enough! No? Is this the classroom? "You all came here to study surgical nursing?" I couldn't believe my eyes, could it be that I had mistaken the place again?
Most of the students in the classroom were talking to each other, and their eyes were still sweeping away from me. "Are you Teacher Wen?" asked a girl sitting in the front row. "Yes, what's wrong?" I lifted my glasses and was very puzzled, I haven't introduced myself yet, you all know me?" "Teacher Wen, I heard that you came to give a lecture today, and the people from the department next door came to join in the fun." "The girl was so excited that she looked at me like a star. Am I an alien? Am I that popular? Am I famous? Or am I too beautiful? I can't think of any reason why I'm so popular. "Teacher Wen, are you Dean Luo's girlfriend?" the girl asked me in a special and gossip, and then the whole classroom was quiet, and the purpose of each trip seemed to be to ask me this question, and I got an answer from myself, I stood on the podium dumbfounded, and now I was not struggling with how to answer their questions, but how to conduct this class?
"I heard that many students met you and Dean Luo in the library last night, is this true?" "This ...... Forehead ......"
"The classmate said that the lights in the conference room of the Administration Building were on until eleven o'clock last night, were you and Dean Luo inside......?" Forehead ......"
"I heard that the lights in the dean's office didn't come on last night, are you watching a horror movie?" "What's this......?" Forehead ......"
"Someone in the affiliated hospital slandered you some time ago, did Dean Luo help you clean it up?" "This ...... Forehead ......"
"I heard that you have a son, does Dean Luo know about this?" "This...... Forehead ......"
"When are you going to marry Dean Luo?" "This ...... Forehead...... Huh?!"
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Am I having a press conference? Are these students journalists? Yesterday they said they don't have the spirit of entertainment, they are accumulating and thin?!
"Classmates, be quiet!" A kind uncle yelled and saved my life, but I turned around and saw that a group of four well-dressed uncles with notebooks on their elbows were here to do?
There was silence in the classroom, and it seemed that the bear children didn't know what was going on. "Teacher Wen, we are organized by the department to listen to the class, and we will score you according to your teaching situation for a while to judge whether you are qualified. The uncle who yelled just now explained his intention very arrogantly. Then the irrelevant people in the classroom automatically cleared the scene and left, leaving behind all the nursing girls. Let's talk about it, WHO is afraid of WHO!
The two classes ended smoothly, everything was under control, Luo Shaoqian gave me the suggestion last night, I still seriously considered it at noon, and made some adjustments during the class. Before leaving, it can be seen from the eyes and communication of the four uncles that they are still relatively satisfied. But before the students could surround me, I walked out of the classroom with the four uncles and flew out of their searchable range.
Luckily, I remember where the dean's office was, and luckily when I knocked on the door and entered, there was no one else in the office. When Luo Shaoqian looked at me with a special look of surprise, I think everyone should feel relieved and proud that I have successfully reached my destination.