It's really a bit confusing, and what's even more terrifying is that this specialized teacher is actually in the same office as Teacher Dai.

The teacher's surname was Zhang, and she liked to call me and ask me to go to her office.

At a time, it was almost a few months of news, and I relied on the library computer to type into the school website.

During this period, I often saw Teacher Dai around, but I hardly said hello.

After that, I spent most of my time in the basement of the library, except for my football classes.

The radio station approached me several times, but I was rejected for various reasons.

After all, I just want to know what Mr. Dai's situation is now, and the position in the editorial department is more suitable.

Once in a while, Ms. Zhang called me and asked me to wait for her in the office.

said that he would arrive in about half an to an hour, and the door was opened by Mr. Dai.

But because it was an afternoon, Mr. Dai was going to class, so the room was left to me.

At that time, Teacher Dai looked at me and said, "That classmate, the door is left for you." ”

Apparently Mr. Dai didn't know who I was, and then I was the only one left in the room.

I sat directly at Mr. Dai's desk, which I had never had a chance to sit down at before.

I looked at everything in front of me, and there was a small photo album in front of all kinds of materials.

It was a photo of the child's full moon, and I subconsciously looked like I was using Mr. Dai's computer.

There is no shutdown and no password for the lock screen.

Looking at the individual documents, there is a numbered folder.

It's full of photos, and it's full of artistic photos of marriage.

Not to mention that Mr. Dai's husband is quite quiet, thinking that the other party's children should be considered to have come out of the shadows.

There's also a subfolder inside that says Hui Hui.

After I clicked on it, it was all a full moon photo of a child, thinking that Huihui was Teacher Dai's child.

In an instant, the door opened, and Mr. Zhang walked in, looked at me and said, "You? Where are you sitting? ”

I thought about it all over my body and said, "The information from the last time hasn't been transmitted yet, and the teacher is looking for me this time, so I'll make up for it here." Seeing that the computer is not turned off, what is the news this time? ”

Teacher Zhang nodded, put down his bag, and sat across from me.

Thankfully, the offices are all sitting across from each other.

Through the computer, Mr. Zhang didn't know what was on my monitor.

"Is Mr. Dai's QQ open? I sent her QQ directly. You got something on her computer here, didn't you do it last time, why are you sports students busy? Teacher Zhang said.

"Okay, there's a game next month." I said.

"What kind of competition, I don't even know which major you are for so long." Teacher Zhang said with a smile.

"Football, I play as a striker." I said, accepted the paperwork and began to work on it.

It's the picture text, which means I need to type myself out one by one and upload it to the school's website.

"Is it amazing, is it the main force?" Teacher Zhang said.

"If the senior graduates next year, I'll forget it, I'm just a bench now." I said.

Now the main force of the school is still the old team that helped the school win the Southwest runner-up last year.

I'm sparring most of the time now, and my shortcomings are obvious.

Everything is good, but the long passes and shots are too bad.

It's deadly, just like a professional basketball player doesn't shoot free throws.

Maybe I can play professionally in the future, but if I can't overcome that, I won't be a good player.

After finishing all the things, I subconsciously turned off Mr. Dai's computer.

got up to say goodbye to Mr. Zhang, and then went to the team for training.