Chapter 4: Give Me a Shoulder
After a while, Wen Zhe made breakfast
"Okay, you eat first, I'll go and tell Xiao Jing to get up"
"Hmm"
After a while, Wen Jing also got up
After eating, everyone went to school, Wen Zhe's school is relatively close, and he got up early, so he can walk there
When I arrived at the school, I talked about the rules of military training in the classroom, introduced the instructor, and when the instructor saw Wen Zhe, he asked why he didn't return to the team, and Wen Zhe explained that he was a teacher for a long time
When I arrived at the playground, the sun at eight o'clock in the morning was not too poisonous, the whole weather was still relatively cool, and the work of the head teacher was relatively relaxed, just keep an eye on these students and don't make trouble, Wen Zhe and Fan Zihan are on duty in turns, and sometimes they appear together, these two people are also a big scenery on the playground, and many teachers come to ask for Fan Zihan's contact information, but they all let Fan Zihan ignore it, of course, there are also many female classmates who come to talk to Wen Zhe
At lunchtime,
"I'm so tired ( ́; Fortunately, the school food is good (✪▽✪) otherwise it wouldn't have survived."
"Look at my skin without sunscreen"
"Hey, do you bring a cigarette?
"I still think Teacher Fan is good-looking, like the Queen of Icebergs (๑><๑)"
When the two were eating, the sophomores and juniors were also out of school, and suddenly a ball flew into Wen Zhe's sight, and before he could react, the ball fell on the rice bowl in front of him, and with a bang, the pickle juice splashed Wen Zhe's body
"Ahh
"It's okay, it's okay, it's just a pity that I haven't eaten enough yet"
"It's okay"
At this time, there were also a few high school juniors coming in at the door
"Yo, here," one of them ran over to get the ball
"Hey, didn't you see that you almost hit someone? You don't know that you are not allowed to play football indoors" Zhang Fan saw someone coming, but he was a little unhappy to leave without saying a word
"Heh, you're a freshman in high school, you don't know us"
"I ......"
"Why is it so slow, Lao Tzu still has to eat?"
Before Zhang Fan could speak, several other people at the door also came over
"Boss, this chick asked us to apologize to her Kaizi"
Yang Yuntao looked at a petite girl standing opposite
"This girl looks pretty peugeot, hey"
Because Wen Zhe and the others are all new teachers in the first year of high school, and because they are very young, they are very similar to the students in the first year of high school
"What class are you from?" Wen Zhe asked
"What? You still want revenge? Boy, you're a freshman in high school, your horse is good, borrow us for a few days."
Zhang Fan stepped back behind Wen Zhe, but Wen Zhe's body was a little smaller than her
"I'm a teacher in the first year of high school, if you leave now, I won't tell your homeroom teacher"
"Boy, if you're a teacher, I'm not the principal, hahaha"
Yang Yuntao looked at Wen Zhe, who was half shorter than himself
"I'll say it one last time, get out of here"
Yang Yuntao completely ignored Wen Zhe and stretched out his hand to Zhang Fan to look at the frightened Zhang Fan behind him
"Hey, hey, hey, (º『º )"
"Oh, what are you doing!"
Yang Yuntao looked back, and a first-year high school student spoke
"Heh, isn't this Young Master Zhang, why are you also studying here?"
Zhang Zebin looked at Zhang Fan, who was about to cry
"These two people are my teachers, and we will show respect when we meet in the future"
"It's really a teacher, hey, since Young Master Zhang has spoken, then I can only do it" Yang Yuntao and Wen Zhe apologized
"Let's go"
"Okay, Young Master Zhang, then you eat and drink well, I'll go first, say hello if you have something"
"Hmm"
Wen Zhe and Zhang Fan were blindsided
"What's the situation?
"Well, he's the son of an employee in my dad's company, and we've met before"
"Alas, I'm too a teacher to be a failure, and I actually let students bully"
"Teacher, I'm back in the dormitory."
"Well, rest early, remember to go to class in the afternoon"
"Oh"
"Teacher Zhang, I've scared you"
"It's okay, it's okay, you're okay, how about this dress?"
"I'll just go wash up, then I'll go home too"
"Well, be careful on the road"
"Goodbye"
When I got home, I saw Fan Zihan sitting on the sofa watching TV
"Why haven't you left yet?" Wen Zhe said
"Don't want to go home"
"That can't live with me."
"Hmm"
After saying that, he continued to watch TV, and Wen Zhe went back to his room to take a nap
In the afternoon, classes are normal
"Hey, wake up, it's only the first class, I'm so sleepy, what about the next three periods and evening self-study, stand by yourself when you're sleepy, haven't you slept at noon?"
Silent and lifeless below
"After class, you'll have fun, and you'll be in class."
The following is still indifferent
"Hey, it's class, why don't anyone take the textbook?"
"It's not a teacher, you didn't tell us which subject you are, how can we get the textbook?"
"Ah, yes? I thought you all knew about it, why didn't anyone remind me, ahem, I'm a physics teacher, so take out the physics textbook."
Brush brush brush
"Physics in the first year of high school is still very simple, let's first understand the physics ......"
A class passed like this, and Wen Zhe also felt that there was nothing wrong with it, the first class was very simple, and there was no need to use your brain
"That's all there are and reference points, most of them are still very simple and straightforward, so let's get out of class"
When I returned to the office, Zhang Fan also came back from class
"I'm so tired, it's too hard to speak, and the blackboard is too high, Xiao Zhe quickly pinch my shoulders"
Forehead......
"Okay"
Wen Zhe slowly put his hand on Zhang Fan's shoulder and squeezed it gently
"Ah~ It's so comfortable, yes, hard, it's so good"
Wen Zhe looked at the other teachers in the office and looked at them with black lines
"Okay, good guy, I'll give you a reward"
As he spoke, Zhang Fan took out a piece of chocolate from the drawer
"Super delicious ⊙▽⊙"
Wen Zhe looked at the chocolate in his hand helplessly, you don't really treat me as a child, right?