It's a rainy season.

In such a season, dark clouds often gather in the sky.

Sometimes, strings of rain poured down from the sky, violently lashing at the old rooftops of the ancient English city of Mutas, and the streets of the city, wide and narrow, straight and steep......

Sometimes, even if the rain has just stopped, it will be because the weather turns cold, so that the air is filled with a thin layer of fog, although not enough to block the view, but it can also instantly bring a feeling of fairy energy, which really makes people feel trance, as if they are in a fairyland.

On such a day in late summer and early autumn, if you are walking down the street and you happen to encounter a shower, even if you have a large umbrella in your hand, you will inevitably get your shoes wet because of the water on the road.

In two days, Jingzhi will be a teaching assistant to give lectures to freshmen who have just entered their first year of college.

The knowledge system of basic disciplines is complex and widely used, which not only requires the explanation of basic concepts, but also more practical topics related to theoretical application, so that students can deepen their understanding of knowledge and better apply it to practical work.

Such questions usually require the teaching assistant to explain the answers to the students one by one in the tutorial class.

Students are usually divided into many groups of a dozen people each, and attend classes in relatively small classrooms.

This year, one of the teaching assistants in charge of the corresponding tutoring course is Jingzhi.

In order to become a qualified teaching assistant at Mutas University, one must complete the required and elective courses designed by the Faculty of Education to earn the necessary credits.

Today is Tuesday, and Jingzhi has signed up for the afternoon training session.

In the afternoon, the raindrops falling from the sky seemed to have a different attack.

They happily slapped the smooth ground with a "click" sound.

In such bad weather, I had to go through wind and rain.

Jingzhi held an umbrella, braved the strong wind, and braved the rain to a row of historic townhouses.

One of these villas is a "teaching building" of the College of Education.

As soon as she entered the door, Jingzhi was overwhelmed by the dim light inside.

In such a traditional British ancient building, the entrance is mostly a corridor or staircase, and there are no windows, so the outside light can only penetrate through the narrow door frame.

Jingzhi took a few steps forward, and saw that there was a small antechamber in front of her, and there were two simple wooden chairs in the corner.

"Is there no one here?" Jingzhi muttered to herself in her heart.

Just then, she heard a "creaking" sound on her left side and was startled.

Jingzhi immediately turned around, only to find that the wall on her left was empty in the middle, and a glass window was installed in the middle, and inside was a communication room.

Jingzhi stood in place, and by the faint light in the communication room, she could barely see the desk in the communication room and a fat man sitting at the desk.

The man's hair on the top of his head had all fallen out, except for a few short white hairs on his sideburns and the back of his head.

A pair of black-rimmed glasses were erected on his round duck egg face, obscuring his eyes, which were not very large.

The bridge of his nose was high and pointed, his mouth was drawn into a long, thin line, and he smiled and looked out.

"Hello! Is there anything wrong with you? A slightly hoarse bass voice came from the man's mouth.

"Hello! Is this the Faculty of Education's academic building? ”

Although Jingzhi's tone was as calm as usual, she was anxious in her heart at the moment.

She had just looked at her watch and saw that it was almost time for her class.

The man was old, and he touched his black-rimmed glasses without hurry, and said, "You are right, yes, this is the teaching building of the Faculty of Education......"

"Is there a TA training class here today?" Jingzhi continued to ask calmly.

"Yes......" the man replied unhurriedly, "that's ......"

At this time, the class bell suddenly rang, making it clear to Jingzhi that she was already late.

Jingzhi took a deep breath, calmed down, and asked patiently, "May I ask in room 303, right?" ”

"Yes......" the man said slowly, "the room is on the third floor...... Take a limp up the stairs to ...... You should be able to see ...... easily."

Jingzhi hurriedly thanked and said, "Thank you!" ”

"Haha, no thanks......" the man replied with a smile.

At this time, Jingzhi grabbed the umbrella in her hand and ran lightly all the way to the third floor, for fear of disturbing the people who were working in other offices.

The sound insulation of this house is not very good, and the slightest noise can easily affect the people in the surrounding rooms.

The stairs spiraled upwards, and Jingzhi walked up one step at a time, finally reaching the third floor.

There was a small classroom on her left, the door was open inward, and she couldn't see the room number on the door when she stood outside the door.

Even if she couldn't see the house number posted on the door panel, and after a cursory glance at the house, Jingzhi could guess that this small classroom was the "destination" she was trying her best to find all the way.

It is a room that can only accommodate a dozen people.

The window opposite the door takes up a lot of space on the wall.

On a sunny day, the sun can shine through the glass in the window unbridledly, and the room must be very bright.

In the faint mist outside the window, the round raindrops first kissed the window glass, and then reluctantly stuck to the glass, sliding down from top to bottom, turning into a series of twists and turns on the glass, intertwined, it is true that a quite distinctive "natural embroidery".

In the corner of the window was a reddish-brown wooden round table, next to which several people were seated.

Not far from the round table, next to the wall, was another round table of the same size, and although there were a few people sitting around it, there was also a chair that no one was sitting.

The round table near the doorway has a projection screen hanging on the wall facing it.

There is a beige lectern in front of the screen.

This lectern is really small and pitiful, and it can only hold two or three books on it.

At this time, Jingzhi, who was already late, didn't have time to take a closer look at the other furnishings in the room.

Her eyes fell on an empty chair not far from the door.

She stood on tiptoe and walked lightly, little closer to the empty chair.

In the blink of an eye, Jingzhi had already sat down on the chair without making a sound.

Immediately afterward, she delicately placed the umbrella on the floor, gently loosened her right shoulder, and removed the black backpack she was carrying.

She pulled out a dark blue ballpoint pen and an orange notebook from it and placed them on the table.

Jingzhi finally breathed a sigh of relief and set her eyes on the pitifully small podium.

At this moment, Jingzhi was surprised to find that behind the podium, there was an Asian woman wearing a black suit and short black hair.

From the accent of her speech, Jingzhi could easily tell that she was a Chinese.