Xie Yihan was lying on the desk in the office for a morning break. Pen "Fun" Pavilion www.biquge.info

Since she was pregnant with the old Wang family's species, she has been quite weak, and I don't know if the child has inherited her father's lazy gene, anyway, as long as she gets the opportunity, she especially wants to lie down and sleep. But fortunately, with Wang An's current income, coupled with her salary and bonuses in the school, the life of the young couple will only get better and better in the future. In case this guy in the belly is really not motivated in the future, she and Wang An can also consider having a second child. Anyway, now that the policy is loose, just pay a fine of tens of thousands of yuan. It's a little money, and it's very easy.

There was no air conditioning in the old office, and there were only two electric ovens in the winter.

One was placed at Xie Yihan's feet, and the other was placed next to Xia Xiaolin.

Xie Yihan only takes students from the graduating class all year round.

And Xia Xiaolin, this year, finally brought her students to the third year of high school. In a few months, these children, who looked very immature when they first entered school more than two years ago, will soon take the college entrance examination.

So once in three years, Xie Yihan can be regarded as the eighteenth middle school, a human-shaped timer that is not big or small.

Xia Xiaolin is still quite satisfied with her teaching performance, although there is no guarantee that someone will be able to pass the second book this time, but there are probably four or five children with the strength of the second book in her heart.

This number, for all high schools with normal teaching strength, is already pitiful enough to make the principal hang, but in the eighteenth middle school, which is famous for the "Central District School Scum Distribution Center", such teaching achievements can already be described in four words. Instead of feeling devastated, the principal will feel relieved. And once a student can really be admitted to a book, he can even have the face to pat his chest at the city's middle school principals' meeting of the Municipal Education Bureau, "In such a harsh teaching environment, we can overcome all kinds of difficulties and cultivate such excellent students, I am sincerely proud and proud."

It's a pity that the principal of the eighteenth middle school has been holding back from his 30 years old to 36 years old this year, and seeing that the education system training objects of the same period as him have been promoted, he still hasn't been able to say this sentence in public. The most regrettable thing is that I could have had a chance before, but I was disturbed by Zhou Haiyun's shrew. If it weren't for the lack of Zhou Haiyun in the eighteenth middle school, other people might not be able to suppress the vast scum in the school, and the comrade principal would have kicked Zhou Haiyun to clean the toilet a long time ago. But now, in order to appease Zhou Haiyun's emotions, he had to let her be promoted to be a vice principal. Sometimes in the middle of the night he has insomnia and thinks about it, and he feels angina.

And if he can't produce results in the past two years, he can only hope that the 18th Middle School will be swallowed up by other schools.

Otherwise, I guess I won't be able to escape from this cage in this life.

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Taking advantage of this gap during the lunch break, Xia Xiaolin hurried up and planned to correct the comprehensive test paper of literature and general knowledge that had just been completed in the morning.

She casually pulled over the top paper, proofreading the correct answer on the paper she had done last night, her eyes alternating left and right, and the red pen quickly circled and crossed down on the student's answer sheet.

In just a dozen seconds, Xia Xiaolin finished correcting the first page, turned the volume over, and saw the first question on the back page, her movements suddenly paused.

"What are the six arts of the Book of Songs?"

The student's answer reads: "Poetry", "Book", "Rite", "Yi", "Music", "Spring and Autumn". ”

"Alas, what are you doing, I've said Feng Ya Song and Fu Bi Xing hundreds of times......" Xia Xiaolin frowned, feeling that this girl who she thought had the strength to be admitted to the second book should not make such a low-level mistake. She specially wrote down the correct answer, thought about it, and added, ""Wind" refers to "National Style", such as "Qin Feng", ......"

"Qin Feng ......" Xia Xiaolin was stunned, she looked up at Xie Yihan, who was using one hand as a pillow and the other hand on her lower abdomen. Speaking of which, it seems that Xie Yihan is Qin Feng's aunt, and I heard that the family relationship is particularly complicated. First Qin Feng's father married Xie Yihan's husband's sister, and then her sister's daughter became a couple with Qin Feng, and then she was not engaged before she was married, as the head teacher of her current husband's sister's daughter, and her current husband fell in love. Xia Xiaolin feels that it is not easy for her to sort out the family relationship of this kind of character that is enough to spare the Korean drama screenwriter in her busy schedule.

And Qin Feng in this character relationship map happens to be the first student she took to drop out.

Well, it's monumental.

Xia Xiaolin, who has been busy preparing students for the college entrance examination in recent months, has no time to surf the Internet, so she has no idea that Qin Feng's withdrawal is more than memorable. Qin Feng's existence was simply devastating to all the faculty and staff of the Eighteenth Middle School.

Eighteen Middle School, destined to be lost in the history of education in the central area, even the local yearbook, is ashamed to be included......

"Bell bell bell ......"

The sudden ringing of the phone made Xia Xiaolin wake up from a brief distraction.

Xia Xiaolin was afraid that the noise would make Xie Yihan rest, so she quickly got up and picked up the phone.

On the other end of the landline, Zhou Haiyun's voice was as strong as a man's voice, but the volume was much weaker than usual: "Is Mr. Xie there?"

"In. Xia Xiaolin turned her head and looked at Xie Yihan, "But let's sleep again." ”

Zhou Haiyun said in a tone that could not be refused: "Let her get up first and come to the administrative building, there are two reporters who said they want to interview her." ”

"Reporter?" Xia Xiaolin was stunned, but immediately agreed, "Okay." ”

After hanging up the phone, Xia Xiaolin walked to Xie Yihan's side and gently called in her ear: "Teacher Xie, Teacher Xie......"

"Huh?" Xie Yihan raised his head, looked at Xia Xiaolin sleepily and asked, "What's wrong?"

"President Zhou came to you and said that there were two reporters who wanted to interview you, and asked you to go to the administration building now. Xia Xiaolin conveyed Zhou Haiyun's words.

"Is there a reporter who wants to interview me?" Xie Yihan was confused at first, but after thinking about it, he suddenly sobered up.

As a dance teacher, she usually has few classes, so when she is free, she surfs the Internet in addition to shopping.

When Qin Feng's Weibo was just in operation, Su Tang had already added her attention.

For the game of stealing vegetables, Xie Yihan's obsession can almost be compared to Zheng Yangyang.

So in this case, Xie Yihan can be said to know everything about Qin Feng on these Skynets from beginning to end. And not only her, but even her parents, as well as Wang An's family, have been paying attention to the direction of things. If Qin Jianguo hadn't agreed to be called by others to ask questions, Qin Feng's mobile phone would have been blown up by their relatives a long time ago. So from this point of view, Xie Yihan feels that Qin Jianguo is still very powerful sometimes, although it shows that his ability to do things on the surface is really not good, but in his bones, he understands very well what the overall situation is-just kidding, now that the wealth and nobility of several big families are pointing at Qin Feng alone, who will be okay to make a phone call to talk to Qin Feng and delay the time for others to do business.

Xie Yihan suddenly straightened up.

Xia Xiaolin was taken aback and asked, "Teacher Xie, what's wrong?"

"Nothing. Xie Yihan said, straightened her hair and clothes, and asked Xia Xiaolin, "How do I look?"

Xia Xiaolin looked at Xie Yihan's slightly rounded face compared to last year, and said with a smile: "It's very good, it's still the first beauty in the eighteenth middle school." ”

"That's my niece graduated. Xie Yihan said with a smile, took down the basin and towel from the cabinet where the materials were placed, and walked into the bathroom quickly. It is still necessary to wash your face before meeting guests.

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When Xie Yihan walked downstairs, Zhou Haiyun was being questioned by Hongyan and was stumbling.

She didn't expect that Hongyan would actually want to see the file records of Qin Feng's withdrawal from school at that time.

Zhou Haiyun repeatedly said no, but the shouting was a little loud under the excitement, and unexpectedly blew up Wang Daoan's pen.

Then Wang Daoan, who didn't understand the situation at all, opened his mouth and gave Hongyan a head: "Files? Of course there are! All of them are in the office! How can there be no such thing? You come in, I'll look for you!"

Zhou Haiyun was cold, and she vaguely felt that her political career might be coming to an end.

Although it doesn't seem to have really started......