I looked back and saw that it was an old woman who was over the age of sixties, with a full face of folds, wearing a dark blue dress, which I had only seen in old photos, she was on a black cane, and her two eyes were a little white, which should be cataracts, giving people a very uncomfortable feeling. Pen? Interesting? Pavilion wWw. ｂiquge。 ｉｎfo

After Director Wang saw the old woman, he shouted, "Mom, why did you come out?" ”

"Demons, demons!"

When the old woman saw the two of us, she lost her color in panic and stumbled back two steps.

"Mom, what are you talking nonsense, everyone is a college student...... Director Wang couldn't help but help the old woman who was still babbling out, and complained about his mother while walking.

My heart tightened, and I glanced at Han Xiaolin, and I saw that there was also a trace of nervousness on her delicate little face.

Han Xiaolin is a zombie, I have dragon blood in my body, and my senior sister said that I am a half-demon, so it is not an exaggeration for the old woman to say that Han Xiaolin and I are demons.

It seems that Director Wang's mother is not simple, at least not as it seems on the surface.

After a while, Director Wang turned back, handed me a cigarette, and said, "Teacher Yuan, I'm sorry, my mother was smoked by gas when she was young, and it's a bit difficult to use here." ”

He said and pointed to his head.

"It's okay, my grandma is like this, she is always chattering, people are like this when they are old, they can understand." I smiled and said, "Director Wang, you don't have to accompany the two of us, give me the key, and we'll clean it up by ourselves." ”

"Well, okay, Brother Yuan has something to say, this is my mobile phone number." Director Wang left me his mobile phone number and asked us to look for him again tomorrow morning.

I locked the door and came out with Han Xiaolin.

I wanted this dormitory just to be prepared, and I didn't think about living in it now, so I didn't have to clean it up right away.

Han Xiaolin and I took a car back to the house we rented.

On the way, the two of us chatted with Director Wang and her mother, and we both felt that there was something wrong with the old woman, so I thought about it and said, "Daughter-in-law, when we go to work, let's talk from my colleague and see what is going on with the old lady." ”

"Okay, listen to you." Han Xiaolin replied simply.

When we got home, we were stunned as soon as we entered the door, only to see Anthony standing in the doorway like a stake.

I wondered, "Why are you here with a pestle?" ”

"It's okay, it's cool here." Anthony squeezed out a smile, his gaze a little evasive.

I looked closely and noticed a bloody streak on his face.

Damn, this is someone beating him, my fire is on the door of my head.

I asked Han Xiaolin to go back to the house to rest, and I made a lap in the room.

When I went to Anthony's house, it immediately understood.

It all started with the house I rented.

The house is four bedrooms.

I thought so at the time, I was in one room, Han Xiaolin was in one room, Lu Yao was in one room, and Anthony was in one room, just right.

But I forgot to include my sister, and I looked at it, and the black cat sister had occupied Anthony's house, and she was lying on the bed licking her paws.

When she saw me come in, she said, "Boy, are you trying to starve me?" What about roast chicken? ”

I'm so drunk that I don't want it, I really suspect that he is not a cat demon, but a yellow skin, a roast chicken with his mouth open and closed all day long, and it hurts my brain to hear it. But I didn't dare to refute it in front of her, as the saying goes, good men don't fight women. Well, I'll admit, even if I fight, I can't fight her.

So I laughed and said, "Senior sister, don't be impatient, I'll buy it." ”

"Hmph, that's pretty much it." The senior sister said: "By the way, I live in this house, just buy a coffin for the foreign devil to sleep in, you have no opinion, right?" ”

"No opinion, the hero sees the same thing, I think so too." I said with a smile.

I asked Anthony about it, and he said that he used to sleep in a coffin, and that he slept standing up, and I saw that it was a good idea, and that he didn't have to change houses again.

But getting a coffin in the house is never a problem, and if a school colleague comes to play at home one day, how can I explain it?

So I got a carpenter and made a cabinet that could hold Anthony, and it was placed at the door, because there was a groove in the doorway that could fit a standing cabinet.

The next day, Han Xiaolin and I went to find Director Wang, and he took the two of us to find a director surnamed Dong, saying that he was from the Academic Affairs Department.

The guy surnamed Dong seemed to be quite busy, and asked us directly what courses we could teach.

As soon as I heard it, I was confused, what to teach?

When I was thinking, Han Xiaolin said, "Director Dong, let me teach physical education." ”

Director Dong readily agreed.

Han Xiaolin winked at me proudly.

Forehead...... Why didn't I think of it, I hurriedly said, "Director Dong, why don't I also teach physical education?" ”

Director Dong said, "Teacher Yuan, the quota of physical education teachers is full, why don't you teach English?" ”

"Ahem, Director Dong, are there any other subjects that I'm not good at English?" I almost memorized the words English when I heard it, and in particular, when Lao Tzu took the college entrance examination, the English test only scored a few points, so isn't it an international joke for me to teach English?

"I'll show you." The director surnamed Dong took a folder and looked at it and said, "The sophomore liberal arts class teaches history, this Teacher Yuan should be fine, right?" ”

"I'm good at this, so I'll teach history." I wiped the sweat from my forehead, history, geography, sports, or something, I can still pass the test in the confusion, and I don't know anything about other subjects.

I don't have many classes, six classes a week, spread over Thursday and Friday, which I am quite satisfied with, and the rest of the time is free for me.

It's just that compared with Han Xiaolin, I feel weak, she has three classes a week, all on Wednesdays.

After Director Dong arranged the lesson, he asked us to prepare, and said that he would take us to the class in charge to get to know each other when class started in the afternoon.

Time at school always flies very quickly, and it is one o'clock in the afternoon in the blink of an eye.

Director Dong took Han Xiaolin to the second floor, and I followed Director Wang to the second and sixth classes of the third floor.

He said an opening remark and ran out of the classroom, and when I went in, he patted me on the shoulder and said, "Be sure to have a good relationship with them." ”

I went in and cleared my throat, and said like a teacher on TV: "First of all, let me introduce myself, my name is Yuan Luo, I am honored to teach our second class of high school, I think our sixth class is the pride of the whole school." ”

When I said this, there was a "shout" from the audience, and it was clear that none of them believed what I said.

I controlled my emotions and continued: "Even if you are not proud now, you must be the pride of Dong'an High School in the future, as long as you study hard and make progress every day, otherwise you will ...... when you grow up to be a gangster."

Before I finished speaking, a boy sitting in the back row who looked like a gangster took over the conversation, he pulled out a big iron rod and dangled it in his hand: "Teacher, do you have an opinion about gangsters?" ”