Well?

Yan Xiaoyu couldn't help but be taken aback, and in an instant, she looked at Principal Li.

She had just turned around and stood still.

At least let her calm down and take two or three deep breaths!

If you speak like that, you will be full of energy!

Although, she moved here just now, she has been gasping in her heart.

My feet still hurt!

Yan Xiaoyu blinked slightly, don't rush her! Urging her again, she moved back to her seat.

Well? What do you do with a wink at him?

Windy? Principal Li looked over Yan Xiaoyu's head and towards the front door of the classroom, where the holly outside the door was firmly beside the green pine, and there was no swaying at all.

Ahem, this holly was cut too hard by Lao Zhang.

At a glance, it looks like a green river, flat and smooth, without any microwaves.

It seems that there is no wind.

Are the transparent clouds still floating?

Principal Li glanced out the door again.

Ahem, I didn't get my wish, and I only saw the blackened brick eaves of the front row classroom.

Principal Li raised his eyebrows slightly and withdrew his gaze.

Across the front door of the classroom, which is a little far away, and through the corridor that is almost two meters wide, you can't see the world outside the door.

Alas! He's almost 180 tall!

Principal Li looked at his left hand holding the table tennis racket, which was still so flamboyant and powerful, although there were also some green tendons, telling him that he had entered the ranks of the elderly.

Just like his height, which he used to be proud of, has now begun to embark on the road of condensing is the essence.

However, Principal Li glanced at Yan Xiaoyu on the left, she was still a child and was growing tall.

Can't compare to her. Not yet to his shoulder!

Come on, boy!

Out of the corner of his eye, Principal Li looked at the young head teacher on the right who didn't know what to see, hehe, this reference is okay.

Wang Yang is 182 tall, so it makes sense.

Looking at it from his current angle, it seemed to be at shoulder level with Wang Yang. Ahem, a little lower, so it seems that he is not aging too fast, no matter how bad he is, his altitude is at least 177.

Principal Li raised his eyebrows slightly, very satisfied with this discovery.

Well? The young head teacher couldn't help but open his eyes slightly and looked at Principal Li.

Yan Xiaoyu is looking at Principal Li? Principal Li is actually looking at him?

What's there to see about him?

Although he knew that he was handsome, Principal Li was an elder after all, and he was also a person who had seen the world, so he would not look at him differently.

What's more, it was a white eye and a white eye before, and he threw it at him.

Now suddenly looking at him with a smile, what does it mean?

The young head teacher suddenly beat a drum in his heart.

He was very well-behaved at this time, he didn't do anything, just quietly as a background board, quietly as a foil.

He even, the young head teacher saw Principal Li's eyes looking towards the classroom, and he also looked at Lin.

Hey? What are the students in this room looking at him?

He's not the main character!

The current protagonist is, the young head teacher glanced at Principal Li on the left out of the corner of his eye, and the original protagonist was his.

But Principal Li suddenly came, what can he compare with a first-in-class class teacher who has just been appointed as a five-year-old homeroom teacher and a principal who has been a principal for nearly fifteen years?

Isn't that a mayfly shaking a tree, isn't that a mantis arm a car?

Does he have that much ability?

The corners of the young homeroom teacher's mouth couldn't help twitching slightly, of course not!

His future for the next two years was told to him by President Li five years ago.

If he is as good as ever, then two years later, he will be a Chinese teacher and homeroom teacher in the third and fourth grades.

He can be taken from the homeroom teacher of the third grade to the fourth grade.

As for the fifth-grade Chinese teacher who is also the head teacher, ahem, that is exclusive to Teacher Zhang, and others can't grab it.

He used to be very confident that he was still outstanding in the class, so naturally he would not be too bad. What's more, he took the initiative to ask to return to his hometown.

Back to Liu's first. When looking at the familiar campus and unfamiliar garden, he once told himself really and confidently: Liu will be another stage for him, and he will create his own miracle.

His miracle?

The young head teacher couldn't help but twist his eyebrows, Jiang was still spicy old.

I don't want Mr. Zhang in the fifth grade, and Mr. Zhao, who is now teaching Chinese for two years, is not comparable to him.

He even began to wonder if Principal Li had originally asked him to take the third grade.

It's not because from the first grade to the fifth grade, the third grade happens to be the mainstay of the fold.

Although he himself was once like that, deceiving himself and comforting himself.

Now, he understands that the first and second grades are the foundation, and the foundation must be solid; Five years is a critical moment to take off and forge ahead, and we must make full efforts to make the last game.

And he, the third grade he leads, is more than the upper and lower than the bottom, the middle is not slippery, and there can be a bottom or someone to make up for it.

Thinking of this, the young head teacher couldn't help but feel a little stuffed.

Fortunately, at the beginning of this semester, Principal Li found him again.

In the past two years, he has performed well, and this semester he has been with the class, leading the fourth grade, and at the same time being the class teacher.

One of his broken hearts, in an instant, became crystal clear again.

It sparkles in the August sun, just like that early autumn two years ago.

Principal Li still takes good care of him, after all, he is a student of Principal Li's lineage.

And later, Principal Li said another sentence, which made one of his hearts almost jump out of his throat.

He was so excited that he almost flew up, so he put his hand in his pocket, pinched and pinched, shook and clenched, so that he didn't shout.

He has a bright future ahead of him!

Because, Principal Li painted him a cake again.

Oh no, he's set a two-year goal again.

After two years, if you are still doing well, you can go with the class, from third grade to fourth grade.

Of course, if you are excellent, you can be fixed in the fourth grade and become a Chinese teacher and class teacher.

Two years?? Soon, it passed in a blink of an eye.

The young head teacher looked out the window and suddenly felt that it was blue, the wind was gentle, and the clouds were bright.

And now, the young head teacher looked at Principal Li for some reason, but inadvertently saw the corner of the newspaper head slightly exposed from the pocket of Principal Li's jacket.

It hurt his heart so much.

The moment he saw the familiar newspaper head, the young head teacher suddenly felt suffocated, and he thought of the familiar gap at the bottom of the newspaper again.

What to see? A bitter gourd on the face!

As soon as Principal Li turned around, he saw the young head teacher's gaze, and habitually rolled his eyes, and turned his head to look at Yan Xiaoyu on the left.

"Yan Xiaoyu, go on."

Then?

When Yan Xiaoyu heard this, she was stunned, what to take?

She hasn't even started talking yet!

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