"Let the time pass by, all I care about is you. Willing to infect your breath, how can you get a confidant in life? It is not a pity to lose the power of life. So I beg you, don't let me leave you, I can't feel a trace of affection except for you~"

In the only office with lights on in the southwest corner of the second floor of the administrative building, there is a slight sound from time to time, and the closed door cannot hide the "moving" music.

Last month, the Youth League Committee Office helped with the location, and in this corner, the original office was used for other purposes.

The southwest corner is basically a data room, a storage room, a catharsis room, and a psychological counseling room, and there is basically nothing to do, and no one will go this way.

The most important thing is that after the Youth League Committee office moved here, it is no longer next to the secretary's office as before, and there is a distance of about 50 meters between the two.

"Teacher Huang, you're too ......"

Zhang Chao, who was sitting at the desk at the back, put down the mouse in his hand, raised his hands and rubbed them vigorously on his temples, and said helplessly.

"Don't worry, Mr. Zhang, I just inquired, the secretary was called upstairs to report work, not so soon~"

Holding a pen in his hand, Huang Hao, who was cleaning up as a conductor, turned his head and smiled.

"Then listen to the song, listen to the song, Teresa Teng sings well, what's the matter with your bel canto!"

Zhang Chao is not the kind of stubborn person, he is also a young teacher, although he is happy to relax, but it is this good song, which was ruined like this by Huang Hao, which makes him a little unacceptable.

"You don't know this, I'm thinking about things, the secretary just gave me the task, and I'm about to prepare for the graduation party, this show can make me sad! Don't listen to some little music to stir up my little brain~"

Regarding Zhang Chao's dislike, Huang Hao's righteous words were replied.

"Gotta get it, I can't talk about you, I'm worried that the secretary will come back and arrest you!"

Zhang Chao, who was born in history, talked about his lips, where can he compare to Huang Hao, a master's level professional art student, and he was defeated in two sentences.

"No, Secretary Chen talks about things, every time you put the hour, you can't end it!"

Turning the pen in his hand very firmly, Huang Hao turned his head very arrogantly and continued to hum his little song, this will be a small town story, but it is still a maddening bel canto singing.

If you really fulfill the old saying, if you love her, you will bring disaster to her!

"Tuk Tuk!"

was in a hurry, suddenly heard a knock on the door, Huang Hao's eyes couldn't help jumping, and he turned around and glanced back at Zhang Chao, who was holding his mobile phone and looking up at him.

After a short eye contact, the two nodded very tacitly, and they would knock on the door when they entered, which means that it was not Weng Min who came back, and the boss always pushed the door directly when he visited.

"Please come in!"

Although he was sure that it was not Weng Min, Huang Hao still subconsciously turned down the volume a little, and put down the crossed Erlang's legs, and then spoke.

As a teacher, there are guests coming, and the image still has to be paid attention to!

When he received the message sent by Huang Hao to himself, Zuo Yuan was in class, it was still the dean's professional class, because of Huang Hao's life-threatening serial call, he looked down at his mobile phone twice, and was called up by the dean to answer the question.

Huang Hao said that the information was urgent, and Zuo Yuan, who didn't know why, borrowed his roommate's small electric donkey and rushed to the administrative building as soon as he got out of class, but he heard the "beautiful" song coming out of the office from a distance.

"It's worthy of Mr. Huang, he really knows how to play!"

Silently sighed, Zuo Yuan raised his hand and tapped the door twice, and waited patiently.

After a moment of silence, he heard the sound in the room, and Zuo Yuan's right hand on the doorknob pushed open the office door with a slight force.

"Ah, Zuo Yuan, you're here, come in, come in, pull the chair next to Teacher Zhang, sit here!"

Seeing Zuo Yuan's appearance behind the door, Huang Hao still secretly breathed a sigh of relief, pointed to the empty seat beside him and said.

"Xiao Yuan, your Teacher Huang has gone crazy, you should hurry up and save him!"

Hearing Huang Hao's words, Zhang Chao reached out and picked up his schoolbag on the chair, and smiled at Zuo Yuan, who was walking towards him.

"Don't listen to Teacher Zhang, what about Qi Liangyu? Didn't come with you? ”

Huang Hao, who slid the mouse and finally turned off the music in the computer, asked.

"Oh, Qi Qi has a class, he asked me to ask you for a leave, a professional class, I don't dare to skip!"

Putting the chair next to Huang Hao, Zuo Yuan replied.

"What's the matter, I'm a teacher of the Youth League Committee, how can I let you skip class! Yikes......"

Before he finished speaking, he suddenly exclaimed.

The sound was not loud, it was the slap of this hand on the arm of the chair at the same time, but Zuo Yuan was startled, and he thought he was doing something.

"I remember, do you have classes too? Go to class, go to class, and talk about it after class! ”

Waved his palms again and again, ready to roar.

"Oh, Mr. Huang, you remember wrong, I had a class in the last class, but not in this class. It's just in class.,You sent so many messages.,I took a look.,I was caught by the yard.,If it weren't for the sake of me being able to answer.,It's a typical example! ”

Glancing at Huang Hao, Zuo Yuan complained angrily.

"Aha~ What ...... that"

Huang Hao, who knew that he was at a loss, could only laugh dryly twice, and hurriedly diverted the topic.

If Zuo Yuan complains again, he will have to be a bad teacher. Although he looks like a friend, he also wants this face.

"The graduation party was put on the agenda by the secretary, you hurry up and think about it, do you have any suggestions, I thought about it all morning, and I decided on such a few programs!"

As he spoke, he pressed an A4 sheet of paper under the keyboard and handed it over.

"So early?"

"It's not early, there's only a month left, where is it?"

As soon as Zuo Yuan's emotion fell, the door of the office was pushed open, and Weng Min said as he walked in.

"Secretary!"

Seeing the visitor, Zuo Yuan hurriedly put the paper in his hand on the table, stood up and said hello.

Huang Hao quietly pinched his sweat and said hello to Zhang Chao.

"Ah, the secretary is here."

"Secretary."

"Well, Xiao Zuo is also there!"

Weng Min smiled and nodded to Zuo Yuan and motioned for him to sit down.

"I just came down from Secretary Chen, I stopped by to take a look, it's not early, there is only one month to prepare, we still have a lot of tasks to complete this year, there is a joint exhibition of 100 schools when we go back, can we not hurry up?"

Standing beside Zuo Yuan, he patted him on the shoulder, and Weng Min, who was facing Zhang Chao, said slowly.

"That's right," Mr. Zhang took advantage of his presence in the office, took the last list and signed it, and then went to the financial report! ”

"Good secretary!"

Seeing Zhang Chao leave the office with the list, Weng Min continued to ask.

"How is the show, how many are ordered?"