It's good if it stays like this.

Lu Yunzheng hugged Qiao Nuo, and this thought suddenly flashed in his heart.

The next morning, the warm sunlight poured through the window on the pure white quilt and the sleeping people on it.

Jono's eyelashes trembled and he slowly opened his eyes.

She looked thoughtfully at the ceiling above and sat up.

Stretching, Gino only felt comfortable.

"I'm here..."

Jono looked at himself sitting on the big bed and was slightly stunned.

Strange, she remembered that she had fallen asleep in the bathtub last night.

Why did you suddenly go back to bed?

"Could it be Lu Yunzheng?" Jono muttered alone, but the next second he denied his thoughts.

How could it be, Lu Yunzheng, how could he do such a thing to himself.

Maybe she didn't fall asleep at all last night and came back on her own in a daze.

It must be that.

After Jono had made up his mind about the matter, he got up, washed up, changed into a dress, and went downstairs to prepare for breakfast.

The taste of breakfast was very good, because she had a good rest last night, she was in good spirits today, and ate a lot more than usual.

After eating, Jono hurriedly got up and rushed to school.

She has a class today, and she must not delay.

But after Jono hurried to the school, the moment he walked into the office, he felt a strange atmosphere.

The moment she walked in, the entire office fell silent.

The originally noisy atmosphere seemed to have been suddenly poured with a basin of cold water, and there was a dead silence.

"How...... What's wrong? ”

Jono's heart jumped, looking at the atmosphere that was different from usual, he hooked the corners of his lips a little stiffly, trying his best to ease the atmosphere.

"Did something happen?"

But no one responded to her words, but turned their heads away and continued their work and conversation.

It was as if Jono had never spoken.

Jono, who was ignored as if it was air, couldn't help but feel his heart skip a beat, and a trace of bad premonition instinctively flashed in his heart.

She subconsciously grabbed the arm of a mild-tempered female teacher next to her, and asked with some uneasiness.

"What's wrong with everybody? Why is the atmosphere so strange? ”

"Isn't this question Mr. Su supposed to know best in his heart?!"

The female teacher glanced at Qiao Nuo coldly, and then withdrew her hand a little forcefully, and said without any trace of warmth.

"It's time to ring the class bell, I'll go to the classroom first."

As the woman turned to leave, Jono couldn't help but look at the empty hand with some amazement, and the temperature of his fingertips had already disappeared with the other party's departure.

But compared to these, her heart also cooled.

What the hell is going on?

A colleague who used to be friendly with each other suddenly treated her with such a cold attitude?

What exactly did she do wrong?

"Ding—"

The sudden ringing of the bell interrupted Jono's thoughts, and she put away the mess in her head, and then quickly sorted out the copy on the desk.

Now is not the time to think about this, she has to hurry over to teach the students, it will not be good to delay the progress of the class.

Thinking about it, Jono picked up his textbook and prepared to walk out the door.

But at this moment, the figure of the teaching director suddenly appeared at the door, looking at Jono with a gloomy face.

Her voice was full of rage.

"Jono! From now on, you don't have to teach your students! We don't have a teacher like you in our school! ”

was suddenly scolded like this, and Qiao Nuo's heart couldn't help but tighten.

She subconsciously hugged the textbook in her arms and asked puzzledly.

"Why? What exactly am I doing wrong? Why can't I teach students in the future?! ”

"Why?"

The Dean looked at Jono mockingly, and looked at Jono coldly.

"Why do you still have the face to ask why?! Check it out for yourself on the school's website! It's brazen that you did something like that, and you still have the face to stand in this position! ”

Those three white eyes were full of ridicule.

Like a searchlight, it swept over Giorno's body without any temperature.

A panic suddenly rose in Jono's heart for no apparent reason.

She turned around in a hurry, turned on the computer next to her, and clicked on the school website with trembling fingers.

Obviously, she would soon know why everyone treated her with such a cold attitude, but she had a sense of trepidation from the bottom of her heart.

She was suddenly terrified of what was coming.

But when Jono's eyes touched the page that had been loaded, his eyes still widened.

Because every word on it was like a long nail, nailing her to the pillar of shame called morality.

"I really didn't expect that there would be such a teacher in our school, and other people would take care of it, and it would be a teacher in vain!"

"That's it! Such a morally corrupt teacher should be expelled from school! If we want our children to grow up under the teaching of such people, I will never be able to rest assured! ”

"When the school first recruited teaching staff, didn't it investigate the teachers' life experience?"

"That's it, actually letting such a person in, it really makes me doubt the teaching standard of this school, and tomorrow I will go through the transfer procedures for my child!"

"Jono? Isn't this my child's teacher? When I saw her before, I thought she was restless, but I didn't expect it to be such a person! It's really a world ......."

Jono pulls the page down, and the following discussion becomes more and more unsightly.

Everyone looked like masked executioners, all pointing arrows at her behind the screen.

"How...... How so? ”

Jono sat down in his chair a little dejectedly, and looked out from this angle, and the sunlight was all falling on her.

Obviously, it should make people feel warm, but she only felt like she was falling into an ice cellar.

The cold air silently poured through her surroundings, enveloping her whole body in it, so that people could not feel the slightest temperature.

Whispers began to sound in the office.

Jono didn't look up, but the voices kept pouring into her ears.

The voices that she once felt familiar with were now the sharpest weapons, constantly pouring in from all directions.

"I used to think she was a good person, but I really didn't expect to be such a person in private, but I can't see it for a long time on the surface."

"I thought she was so powerful, but I didn't expect to be so arrogant as a mistress. In the future, you have to have a longer memory when you look at people, and don't be deceived by other people's appearances, otherwise you will only suffer in the future! ”

"What bad luck! I don't know what kind of luck I am, why I just got into an office with her, and it makes people feel disgusting when they look at it! ”

Mocking voices poured in from all directions.

Jono raised his head, the colleagues who had greeted her with a smile in the past were so strange at the moment.

Everyone's eyes were mixed with disdain or disdain.

There were constant voices in his ears, like sharp swords piercing Jono's heart one by one.

The dean's face was cold, his eyes swept over everyone, and instead of stopping it, he scolded Jono sharply.

"Jono, this matter has a very bad impact. You have to give me an explanation right away, otherwise the school can't keep such a teacher to teach, and it will hurt the reputation of the whole school! ”

"Now the school website is all about you, and the students are also discussing it, and the situation is very serious!"

Such a teacher ...

Jono frowned and smiled bitterly.

"Director, this matter is not what you think..."

"What am I thinking? Jono, you don't have to quibble, the facts are already clear. ”

The dean interrupted her directly.

Jono hung his head and said no more, what else could she say?

His heart tingled, and Jono's eyes ached, but he didn't cry.

"Jingle bells."

The school bell rang and spread throughout the school.

The students stranded in the playground rushed back to their classrooms.

The director of teaching originally wanted to continue to "educate" Jono, but after hearing the class bell ringing, he let her go for the time being.

Just a gloomy face.

Jono left the office with his head bowed and walked to the classroom step by step.

She was in a trance, unsteady on her feet, and even almost fell to the ground on a few occasions.

Why did things turn out the way they did?

With a slight astringency, Jono wiped his face at the door of the classroom and walked in with his textbook.

"The teacher is here."

I don't know which child screamed, and the classroom that was originally noisy gradually quieted down.

The children all sat back in their seats, all eyes on Giorno.

Jono was upset and didn't notice anything unusual about the children.

She stepped up to the podium and said as usual: "Hello classmates. ”

But none of the children stood up to respond, and their faces were full of confusion.

A girl slowly raised her right hand.

"What's wrong?" Jono asked with a forced smile.

The girl bit her lower lip, her dark eyes swaying slightly.

She slowly stood up and asked with a wistful expression.

"Teacher, do you know what mistress means? Does it mean that the vixen means? ”

The sound was not loud, but it was clearly heard by the children in the classroom.

Mistress, vixen.

Qiao Nuo suddenly felt as if he had been struck by lightning, and his face turned a little pale when he stood on the podium.

She was so embarrassed that she wanted to bury herself in a hole in the ground.

Saying such things with a child's innocent mentality makes people feel even more ashamed.

At the same time, the classroom was also blown up by the girl's words, and a group of half-grown children began to explain one after another.

"My mom said that mistress means slut."

"That's right! My mom said that mistresses are vixens, sluts. They're bad, like monsters on TV. ”

"That's what my mom said, too."

……

The children's voices were like sharp swords, piercing straight into Jono's heart, making her a little unable to breathe.

Jono opened his mouth, but in the end he didn't say anything, and cold sweat broke out on his pale little face.

The children are still gathered around and discussing, talking about the ideas that their parents have passed on to them.