The metal pen fell to the ground and rolled a few times, making a sound.

A woman's alert voice suddenly came from inside, "Is there anyone outside?" ”

"I don't know, you go and see, I heard the voice too."

Wen Mian suddenly panicked, she bent down to pick up her pen, and was about to leave quickly, but just after a few steps, the door of the director's office was pulled open from the inside.

Teacher Wu walked out, and when he saw her, he was stunned for a moment, and his brows furrowed, "Was it the noise you made just now?" ”

“……”

Wen Mian hadn't come back to his senses yet, and he didn't answer for a while.

"How long have you been here?" Teacher Wu's face was not too good-looking, and his expression was a little tentative, "Why don't you knock on the door and go in?" ”

Hearing this, Wen Mian slowly came back to her senses, she raised her head, swallowed a mouthful of saliva, and pretended to be calm, "Teacher Wu, I just came, and I was about to knock on the door, and you came out." ”

She didn't dare say she heard them inside......

Otherwise, according to this Teacher Wu's previous style, I am afraid that it will target her.

Moreover, this Teacher Wu also has the grade director as a backer, she is a student, if they target her, she really doesn't know what to do.

Although she has not seen the incident of the excessive corruption of the teacher's morality, she can often see this kind of news on the hot search.

The behavior of the grade director and Teacher Wu is naturally wrong, but it is not her turn to take care of it, in case they target her because of this, so she has to pretend not to know about it now.

"You're looking for the director?" Teacher Wu glanced at her, his face was lukewarm.

It stands to reason that teachers should like students like Wen Mian, who are excellent in all aspects.

But she just won the first place in the grade as soon as she came, and she is also a student in class Z, of course Teacher Wu doesn't like it.

She has always looked down on the students in Class Z.

Wen Mian nodded, his palms were sweaty, but the expression on his face was faint, "Yes, I'll hand in this form." ”

"...... just now," Mr. Wu's eyes were inquiring, "didn't you hear anything?" ”

Wen Mian was not good at lying, so he lowered his head and didn't look at her, "Huh? What do you hear? ”

"Nothing." Teacher Wu frowned, I don't know if I believe her words, and his voice doesn't fluctuate, "You go in, the director is inside." ”

After the words fell, she stroked her hair and walked away on her high heels.

Wen Mian exhaled deeply, and on the early spring day, a layer of sweat broke out on her forehead.

After calming down, I knocked on the office door.

With the permission of the senior director, she pushed the door in.

The director sat at his desk, he was dressed as a typical middle-aged leader, the room was well heated, his coat was off, and his white shirt was pinned into his dark pants.

The first two buttons of the shirt had not been fastened, and it seemed that it had not had time, and the ...... on the neck could be faintly seen Lipstick prints.

Wen Mian walked over and put the form on his desk, "Director, this is the excellent scholarship evaluation form, and our teacher Song asked me to hand it over to you." ”

"Hmm." The director had a serious face, as if he wanted to say something, but he didn't speak.

Wen Mian licked his lips, "Then I'll go back to the classroom first." ”

She wanted to get out of here quickly, for fear that if the senior director asked her a few more words, she would be exposed.

As soon as she walked to the door, the senior director stopped her.

"You came back, and there were a few pieces of information that weren't filled."

Wen Mian let out a sigh and walked back resignedly, there were a few blanks that she didn't know how to fill, so she left them first.

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