The next day, Qin Ye got up from the bed early in the morning. Pen fun and pavilion www.biquge.info

Today is my first day on the job, so I have to make a good impression on my colleagues and my students.

So Qin Ye spent a long time trying to pinch himself.

Looking at himself in the mirror, Qin Ye couldn't help but sigh again in his heart, as soon as he woke up, he became handsome again.

"Son, have you packed up? Pack up and hurry up to eat. Mom shouted in the living room.

"Here we are." Qin Ye tidied up his hairstyle again, and then came to the dining table.

Breakfast was plentiful. Soy milk fritters and eggs.

Qin Ye picked out a fritter with chopsticks and ate it in a big gulp.

"Son, today is your first day of work, don't make anything wrong with me! When you get to the unit, behave well, don't embarrass me and your dad. Mom instructed again.

"I know Mom, how many times have you said it." Qin Ye said.

"Okay, just you love to talk about your son all day long, our son is excellent." Dad defended Qin Ye at this time.

"You're used to loving him." Mom gave him a blank look and muttered.

Seeing his parents arguing, Qin Ye helplessly shook his shoulders and continued to eat his breakfast.

Seven thirty.

"Mom, then I'm going to work?" Qin Ye had breakfast, put the bowl down, and said to his mother.

The old mother cleaned up the dishes and chopsticks, and still told Qin Ye uneasily, "Son, don't forget to call your Uncle Wang when you get to school." ”

"Got it, Mom." Qin Ye walked out of the house and walked towards the school.

Saltwater Middle School is not far from Qin Ye's house, and it takes more than ten minutes to walk.

When I came to the gate of the school, countless thoughts suddenly came to my heart, and all the scenes of my high school life were floating in my mind at this moment.

Fate is so wonderful, he didn't even finish high school, but now he can come to high school to teach, if it was put in the past, Qin Ye didn't dare to imagine.

Halfway, Qin Ye smiled slightly and strode into the campus.

"Hey, Uncle Wang, I'm Xiao Qin, I'm at school. Meet in the school building? Well, got it, good, good. Qin Ye hung up the phone with Uncle Wang and walked towards the teaching building.

Qin Ye observed the campus as he walked.

Don't say it, your alma mater has really changed a lot.

I remember when I went to school, the school's playground was still made of cement, you are looking at the present, all the rubber runways, there is air conditioning in the classroom, you must know that your year, every summer is hot like a dog, the only wish at that time is to hope that the fan in the classroom can turn faster....

With such good conditions, the current students are really happy.

After walking a few steps, Qin Ye came to the teaching building, and Uncle Wang came here to wait for him.

"Hello Uncle Wang." Qin Ye greeted warmly.

"Yo, you kid has changed a lot, I still remember when I was in school, you were the naughtiest." Seeing Qin Ye, Uncle Wang was also overjoyed, he had been teaching in Xianshui for so many years, and Qin Ye was one of the students he was most impressed with.

"Uncle Wang, don't mention the courage of the year, you can quickly take me to the place where I go to work." Qin Ye said with a smile.

"Okay, you come with me."

The two walked side by side, and Uncle Wang kept talking about interesting things about Qin Ye when he was in school, and Qin Ye sounded really aftertaste at this time.

Soon, the two came to the teaching office of the third section of high school.

"Uncle Wang, you won't let me teach the third year of high school, right?" Qin Ye glanced at the sign in the office and said with some surprise.

My mother told me in advance that she would teach Chinese in high school, but she didn't say that she would teach the third year of high school! If you can't teach this yourself, then it's not a mistake!

Uncle Wang also saw Qin Ye's worries, and he comforted Qin Ye and said, "Xiao Qin, it's okay, at your level, there must be no problem, I also read the tomb robbery notes you wrote, your literary literacy is definitely okay." ”

Uncle Wang is also quite optimistic about Qin Ye.

Qin Ye was a little depressed.

The tomb robbery notes are well written, but they are also novels, and being able to write novels well and good students who can teach them are two different things!

"It's all to blame my mother for not making it clear to herself, I knew that I was going to teach the third year of high school, and I had to think about what I said!" Qin Ye sulked to himself.

But since I'm here, I can't back down, I will teach the third year of high school, and the students in the third year of high school have strong understanding skills, and I will definitely be able to teach them well.

"Xiao Qin, shall we go in?" Uncle Wang said.

"Hmm." Qin Ye nodded and walked into the office with Uncle Wang.

"Lao Zhang, I can bring Xiao Qin to you, you have to take care of it more in the future."

As soon as he entered the office, Uncle Wang greeted Lao Zhang warmly in his mouth.

Qin Ye looked at the situation, the old Zhang in Uncle Wang's mouth was not very old, he looked like he was in his forties, wearing glasses, and the whole person looked polite.

"Xiao Qin, this is your leader Zhang Chuxin, and he is also the Duan Chang of the entire age of the third year of high school, you will be here in the future, but you must behave well." Uncle Wang instructed Qin Ye, and after finally completing the handover work, he left.

After Uncle Wang left, Zhang Chuxin also smiled silently.

"Qin Ye, you will teach the Chinese of the thirty-fifth class of high school in the future, that is your desk, and the Chinese teachers in the same group of you are here, if you have any difficulties in your work in the future, you can just ask them." After Zhang finished arranging the work, he left.

Qin Ye came to his desk, pulled out a chair and sat down.

There were men and women among the colleagues around, except for the vacant position opposite Qin Ye, the rest of the colleagues were all immersed in copywriting, and they were busy with their own work.

Qin Ye originally wanted to say hello to everyone, but seeing this situation, forget it, his colleagues were not very enthusiastic about his arrival.

He didn't know where to find a textbook for the third year of high school, and sat there to read it.

All morning, because there was no class, Qin Ye spent it in the office like this.

After having lunch in the school cafeteria cafeteria, Qin Ye returned to his office and continued to read the textbooks of his third year of high school.

When it was time to go to work, colleagues also came one after another, and at this time, some colleagues in the language group also noticed Qin Ye.

"New here?" A colleague asked.

"Well, the new kid." Qin Ye replied.

"Which class do you teach?"

"Thirty-five classes of high school."

The conversation between Qin Ye and his colleagues was limited to these contents, and there were many teachers in the same group, after hearing that Qin Ye was teaching the thirty-fifth class of high school, they were suddenly silent and stopped talking.

Qin Ye was also a little strange in his heart, why didn't everyone speak as soon as he heard that I was teaching the thirty-fifth class of high school?

Qin Ye was not embarrassed to ask, held the textbook in his hand and continued to read it.

At this time, a woman with high heels and wavy curly hairstyle walked into the office with a bag in her hand.

"Teacher Zhang, you're here, you have a class in the afternoon?"

The woman had just approached the office, and some male teachers in the office immediately greeted her warmly.

The woman's attitude was elegant, and she smiled slightly, which was considered to be a response to her colleagues.

Qin Ye just glanced at it, then withdrew his gaze.

"Vixen, dressed up so glamorously all day long, who do you want to seduce?" Qin Ye's colleague, a middle-aged woman, sneered at the moment.

"Nothing, be quiet, don't let her hear." Another female colleague persuaded.

"If you hear it, you hear it, you see the male teachers in our office, since she came to teach, seeing her is closer than seeing her own mother! This vixen doesn't know what tricks he used! The middle-aged female teacher rolled her eyes and said sourly.

Qin Ye pursed his lips and continued to look at his textbook.

He didn't want to get involved in so many grievances between these female colleagues.

The wavy woman put her bag on the desk, then pulled out a chair and sat down opposite Qin Ye.

Qin Ye didn't look up, looking at the textbook by himself.

But he always had the feeling of being stared at.

It made him feel very uncomfortable.

My buddy knows that he is more handsome, but the first time we met, we didn't even know each other, so you kept staring at yourself, isn't that an impact?

Qin Ye muttered in his heart, but on the surface, he remained silent and looked at the textbook in a decent manner.

"Qin Ye?"

The woman with the hot wavy curls finally asked uncertainly.

"Yo, you still know yourself! Is his fame so big now? ”

Qin Ye raised his head very calmly, and when he saw the woman's appearance clearly, he was stunned.

"Zhang Jinxuan?!"