Xu Shuangchuan finally found a job. Pen % fun % Pavilion www.biquge.info

After a round of written interviews, she entered an education and training institution, and the basic salary was not high, but the teaching and research director said to her: "Teacher Xu, you do it well, the prospects of this industry are very good, as long as your teaching effect is good, the bonus and salary increase will follow." ”

Xu Shuangchuan was honestly afraid, she never thought of doing this business, but as time went by, she basically did not stick to industry positions, as long as her situation met the recruitment conditions, she generally tried to apply.

After signing the labor contract, Xu Shuangchuan was distressed.

Chen Chi encouraged: "Shuangshuang, if you are serious in your work, you will definitely be liked by students, so take it as a starting point and save some work experience first." ”

Xu Shuangchuan nodded, Chen Chi's starting work needs to be transferred by train to car, he is willing to go, she has a starting point, no matter what, she always has to try it next.

Xu Shuang picked up the junior high school biology textbook and read it all night, Chen Chi came back easily, brought her tea and water, and dressed her and lit the lamp.

"Frost, come, drink a little wine to make the ball soup. Chen Chi closed the door lightly, fearing that he would alarm the old couple who were already sleeping next door.

Xu Shuang stared at the courseware on the screen without making a sound.

"Frost, take a break and do it again tomorrow. Chen Chi called for the second time.

His palm covered Xu Shuang's eyebrows and gently rubbed it. Xu Shuang let out a soft sigh and had to let go of the mouse. Chen Chi was holding the bowl, his palms were very warm, and his strength was very soft, Xu Shuangchuan stared at the computer for too long, the corners of his eyes were dry, and he was caressed by Chen Chi's big palm, and the blinded vision was gray, flashing small points of light, which made her involuntarily relax and indulge, and her stiff shoulders were unexpectedly loosened.

"Chi, what should I do?" Xu Shuangchuan stretched out his hand to hug Chen Chi's waist and sighed, "I feel like I'm going to mislead people's children." ”

Chen Chi hurriedly moved the wine-stuffed ball soup at the corner of the table a little farther away, afraid that she would fall down without a head, and now she looked like a coquettish koala, hanging on his waist. Chen Chi touched the top of her hair, smiled and comforted: "Those who can think like this generally don't mislead people's children." ”

Xu Shuangchuan silently smacked Chen Chi's words, and muttered: "Neck." ”

Chen Chi bent the corners of his mouth, he already had a tacit understanding of the jumping short words that suddenly appeared from his daughter-in-law, and immediately consciously raised his hand to the back of her neck and pressed it slightly.

Xu Shuang enjoyed it quietly for two or three minutes, let go of Chen Chi, and said with a raised face: "Okay, Chi Grasshopper, healed." After speaking, he reached out and scooped up the porcelain bowl, scooped up two small round rice balls, and flattered, "You eat first." ”

Chen Chi leaned down, opened his mouth unceremoniously and swallowed it, but the second spoonful was pushed to Xu Shuangchuan's mouth: "The rest is for you, and if you can't finish it, leave it to me." ”

Xu Shuangchuan was not polite, sat cross-legged on the stool, ate one bite at a time, and instructed vaguely: "Look at the main points of class I wrote." As he spoke, he leaned back in the chair slightly.

Chen Chi browsed according to his words, but he only read two lines and habitually boasted about it, Xu Shuang said dissatisfiedly: "Look slowly, be careful." ”

"It's really good. Chen Chi emphasized that he resolutely gave affirmation and encouragement.

For the first time in her life, his fat sister prepared courseware, and her attitude was so serious that she was like some kindergarten children learning to stroke horizontally and vertically, grabbing the pen with one hand, unable to see the skills, and meticulously using brute strength. She wrote down every sentence she was going to say, even the tone words when she spoke, which was very funny. What's even more admirable is that she even put a small parenthesis after each small part, indicating the duration of the elaboration.

Chen Chi saw the back and found that there was a note, and the listener proposed Chen Chi. He couldn't help but be amused and distressed, daring to love his daughter-in-law for giving him a lesson, and he didn't know when she wanted to arrange it.

Chen Chi bent down obliquely and continued to read the courseware, this time Xu Shuangchuan has been steadily tying on the stool, holding the bowl with both hands and only caring about eating for himself, not letting him at all, Chen Chi carefully leaned in front of her and pressed the mouse.

Xu Shuangchuan stopped halfway through eating, suddenly raised his head and said with a guilty face: "I should cook it for you." When you come back, I will still serve you. ”

Chen Chi was about to turn off the file and turn off the computer, when he heard the words, he turned around, the medium-sized white porcelain bowl was under his eyes, and the wine-stuffed ball soup in it had been much shallow, he smiled brightly and praised: "The word service is used well, remember to come back, sincerity is enough." ”

Xu Shuangchuan glared at him with a smile and tore his arm away: "Don't touch this document, I have to read it again, I have inspiration now." She handed the bowl to Chen Chi and continued to write the courseware with great energy.

Chen Chi finished eating the half bowl of wine-stuffed balls left by Xu Shuangchuan, washed off the bowl, turned into the house, saw Xu Shuangchuan hanging his head in contemplation on the textbook for a while, and then crackling and typing on the keyboard, he stood behind her, waited for a while, and asked with her ponytail: "Shuangshuang, how long is it?"

Xu Shuangchuan stared at the screen and finished a sentence before replying, "There will be a while." After typing two more lines, she paused, read silently, savoring the precision of the expression, flattened the corners of her lips, went back and deleted and rewrote, and only then chuckled and shook her head when she was done: "Don't move my hair, I can't concentrate." ”

"Sleep, huh?" Chen Chi tugged at her braid and said with a smile, "You can't concentrate, prove that you are inefficient, and you will write again when you wake up tomorrow." ”

Xu Shuangchuan reluctantly turned around, touched the back of Chen Chi's hand, and coaxed: "You sleep first, I'll be fine for a while, I will start classes next week, it's too late." ”

Chen Chi exhaled and said with a smile: "I'll go read a book." ”

Xu Shuangxia's eyes flickered, and he happily patted a row of books on the desk shelf: "Pick and choose." ”

Chen Chi really took a copy and walked to the bedside. Xu Shuang stuck out his tongue at his back and continued to work. After she finished writing a large paragraph, she took the time to look back and saw Chen Chi leaning on the head of the bed, lazily flipping through her newly purchased educational psychology.

"Okay?" Chen Chi immediately said with joy.

"Nope. Xu Shuang smiled and said in a soft voice: "You rest first." ”

Half an hour had passed, and the room had been quiet, save for the intermittent sound of keyboard tapping. Xu Shuangchuan wrote intently, his thoughts becoming more and more fluent.

Chen Chi got up and went out, and when he returned to the house, Xu Shuang was typing happily, glancing at him sideways, his hands still did not stop, and he was very skilled in blind typing. Chen Chi smiled, didn't bother her, lay back on the bed and continued to flip through the book.

Silence returned to the room, and five minutes later, Xu Shuangchuan closed the computer, ran to the side of the bed with a huff, threw off his shoes and jumped up, and threw himself into Chen Chi's arms.

"What's wrong?" Chen Chi laughed in surprise, thinking that she was stuck in her train of thought and was about to complain.

"If you don't write it, you can't have a conscience. Xu Shuangchuan muttered. (To be continued.) )