Woken up by the ringing of an alarm clock, Zhao Yan sat up and rubbed his temples on both sides with his hands, he drank a lot of wine last night, and he couldn't remember what he talked about in the end.

But today is the first day of work, I haven't forgotten it, I patted my face hard, packed up my things, looked at myself in the mirror and smiled, and remembered what Xiao Ming said yesterday, "What Yintang is black, isn't this still a handsome guy, go, Bikachu, fight for those cauliflower people in the motherland" Thinking about setting off to school.

He didn't know that what was waiting for him at this moment was not the longing in his heart, but a "thrilling" journey.

If he could believe Xiao Ming, if he hadn't seen that recruitment at the beginning, everything might not have happened, but the wheel of fortune is so magical, it will always inadvertently let you run step by step towards that determined path, and no one can change it.

Coming to the gate of Yingcai High School and walking inside, today's campus is not as lifeless as yesterday, and the reason why the school will start tomorrow is going to be a trial, so most of the students are coming back one after another, going in and out to be more angry.

Zhao Yan came to the door of the mailroom that he passed yesterday, looked at the table in the corridor and pushed it in, knocked on the door and pushed it in, the room inside was not big, there was a table facing the door, a bed behind it, and next to it were a few old Beijing stools placed on the wall.

"Hello, may I ask if Principal Yu is there?" Zhao Yan asked politely.

Behind the table sat the middle-aged woman who scared Zhao Yan yesterday, at this time she was tearing a piece of paper with her head down and her two hands, there were already a lot of confetti on the table, she was tearing it little by little, moving very slowly but very hard, as if the small pile of shredded paper had an enmity with her.

"Hello, then I want to ask, is Principal Yu there" She tore little by little, Zhao Yan wasn't sure if she heard it, so she asked again.

This time she slowly raised her head, because the light was too dark yesterday, although the sky was still cloudy today, but because it was morning, the light was still okay.

Zhao Yan saw that it was a pale face without a trace of blood, his lips were chapped and twitched together, as if he had dried orange peel, his eyes were cloudy and there was no trace of brilliance, but he stared at Zhao Yan so straight, his hair was hanging down loosely, all dressed in an old-fashioned cheongsam, thin and dry, Zhao Yan gasped, his scalp was a little numb, oh my God, if I was old, I looked like the old lady in the car in my dream, but I was younger.

Zhao Yan involuntarily looked at her feet, but it was solid under the table, and he couldn't see it, he wanted to quit, but the middle-aged woman spoke, and the voice was like a child scratching the empty bowl with a spoon, which made people's hearts pull together: "You are the new teacher, right?" she asked slowly, and without waiting for Zhao Yan to speak, she continued, "You go to the teaching office next door, where someone is waiting for you." After speaking, he slowly lowered his head and began to repeat the action just now, but he kept muttering something in his mouth, because the voice was too small, and Zhao Yan didn't hear it clearly.

He quickly withdrew from the room, what a strange person, too scary, it would be better to come to this room less in the future, while thinking about it, he walked towards the square hall, and saw a large door at the corner of the upstairs, on which hung the sign of "Teaching Office". Zhao Yan knocked on the door, then pushed the door open and walked in.

It was a large room, and at first glance it was a converted classroom, and he entered the back door, and when he looked at the front door, there were three desks, and the first two tables had a lot of revision materials on them, and there was a person sitting in the last corner who was looking at him. The look in his eyes was like he wanted to see through Zhao Yan, and it was as if he was looking behind Zhao Yan and wanted to find out something.

Zhao Yan looked behind him and saw nothing. Just when he was at a loss, the person on the other side spoke.

"You're Zhao Yan, right" a man said and slowly shook out of the corner, Zhao Yan saw clearly that he was in a wheelchair, Zhao Yan walked forward quickly and stretched out his hand politely, but the other party didn't look at him, he casually pointed to the stool next to the second table and said, "You sit there first"

Zhao Yan was very embarrassed, sat down and looked at the person opposite, it was a face in his sixties, because there was not much hair on his head, a big round face, and the fat one squeezed the eyes that were already the size of mung bean grains smaller, plus the nose and mouth, the whole five views were an emergency gathering, not very tall but very fat, wearing green clothes and sitting in a wheelchair, like a big leather ball that had become a sperm.

The people in this school are too weird, what did this person look like when he was young, he can't be more obscene than now, this person is too freewheeling, Zhao Yan thought so in his heart but didn't dare to really show anything, he still asked very respectfully: "That, I'm Zhao Yan, a new teacher, I want to find Principal Yu, may I ask you." Zhao Yan tried his best to behave normally.

"My surname is Liu, people call me Fat Liu, before you came, the principal Yu has arranged your work, tomorrow is the trial to start school, you are the 32 class teacher, your class is in the middle of the first floor, there is a class card on it, you will go to find the key yourself, your task today is to clean up the class, and then memorize the class, tomorrow the students are trying to start school, this is the flower book of the students in your class, you take a look at it first, and let them officially register tomorrow. There's a work schedule in the back, so if it's okay, you can go and get busy with yours. After saying that, he slowly returned to his desk and looked out the window sideways, not knowing what he was thinking.

Zhao Yan didn't ask anything more, and withdrew from the teaching office, only to hear a long sigh in the room, and then Fat Liu said to himself, "Is everything really going to start from a new reincarnation, are you really coming back for revenge." ”

Zhao Yan walked straight forward and looked at the door number above, the door of the first classroom was open, it was the water room, and the second room was written on it 28 classes, lined up one by one, in the middle of the long corridor Zhao Yan saw that it was clearly written 32 classes, an old-style bronze lock hung on the door, Zhao Yan picked up the lock and picked up the key to open the door.

At the moment when the door opened, a light breeze blew, and a soft sigh came to mind, ethereal: "You are here" Zhao Yan shuddered, and then he seemed to see a girl sitting there in the last row, wearing a school uniform and sitting quietly motionless with her head down, I don't know if it was a moment or a long time, Zhao Yan returned to reality in front of his eyes, and he saw such a class.