899 I Like Your Rust Smell (11)
This ......"
When Xiang Xing said this, Mrs. Taylor's face finally wavered.
At that time, the little one saw Clarence, who had been silent beside him, and suddenly stepped forward slowly, smiled and whispered a few words to Mrs. Taylor.
The old lady's round face suddenly showed a touch of joy, and her eyes lit up: "Oh~ Mr. Coopa, is this true?!" ”
"We've been working together for so long, can't you still trust me?"
Clarence smiled, like a snow lotus blooming on a glacier, noble and elegant.
Not to mention Xiang Xing, even Mrs. Taylor, a veteran who had been retired on the battlefield for a long time, was instantly impressed by his smile, and couldn't help nodding again and again.
"Alright, alright, just do as Mr. Coopa says!"
After she said that, she stepped forward again with great enthusiasm, solemnly held Xiang Xing's hands, and her eyebrows were bent, "Miss Robert, I welcome you to join my Taylor Academy with my most sincere respect and gratitude!" ”
“…… Aha. ”
She changed her words suddenly, so that the little guy didn't ease up for a while, and could only laugh dryly, blinking soft eyes.
After thinking about it, I couldn't help but subconsciously glance at the man who was smiling beside me.
What did he say to Mrs. Taylor to make her so readily agreed?
I'm curious.
……
In this way, Xiang Xing suddenly became a music teacher at Taylor School, and shared Clarence's part-time work.
Since it was agreed that the work would officially start tomorrow, seeing that it was still early, the little guy simply continued to stay, walked around thoroughly, and visited to get acquainted.
There are not many children in the school, just a class of twenty or thirty people, who study science and painting in the morning, literature, history and music in the afternoon, and free activities for an hour before school.
In addition to Clarence, there was another man who came only in the morning, and the rest of the time was going to do some part-time errands to support the family's science teacher, Mr. Muir.
The painting was taught by the principal, Mrs. Taylor.
Coupled with the addition of her, a new music teacher, the division of labor in the entire school was suddenly extremely equal.
Thinking of this, Xiang Xing couldn't help but feel a little happy.
The contribution is not small, hehe.
……
After strolling around, it was soon time for free activities before school.
Today, Clarence is still in charge of free activities, and he was teaching the children simple basic manners in the yard.
The little ghosts also seemed to like this activity, and they followed the noble and elegant man very seriously, and learned according to the various essentials he gave.
Xiang Xing, who had nothing to do, squatted under the big tree next to the yard, eating her unfinished bread and sausages while quietly admiring them.
Feelings and doubts in my heart merge.
This Clarence looks gentle and elegant, and always has a very friendly and decent smile on his face.
Like an extremely good and distinguished gentleman.
In short, what arrogance and tyranny are introduced in the plot, she didn't see it in him at all.
Thinking about it, the little one's brow gradually furrowed again.
After a pause, she couldn't help but open her mouth to wake up the duck who was squatting in her head and sleeping soundly.
Asked: [Duck duck, you say...... Could it be that we have recognized the wrong person? ]
[……]
Duck Duck rubbed his mung bean eyes with his duck wings, and glared at her speechlessly and resentfully.