Early in the morning in a certain community.

"Girl, it's almost eight o'clock, why don't you get up yet?"

"Hmm...."

Juventus lay motionless on the bed, his eyes still open.

"It's not?!! It's eight o'clock, mom give me the schoolbag! ”

"No, haven't I already graduated? Mom, you lied to me again, you can't let me sleep a little longer! ”

The voice of the old mother gritting her teeth, paused, and then came loudly from the kitchen:

"Aren't you a teacher? Juventus! ”

"Oh... Yes, I'm a teacher. ”

Juventus sat up again and began to close his eyes and reach out to get dressed, still muttering.

"Okay then, reluctantly make it to school."

Teachers should go to bed early and wake up early, just like students.

This point is not recognized by Juventus, a young teacher in the new era.

But there is an advantage, you don't have to carry the bag you use to pretend to be.

Juventus shook the keychain and hummed a song as he stepped out of his unit.

The sun is shining, the air is fresh and fresh.

Across the road, you can see the gate of the experimental high school, and Juventus is pacing forward.

Go to the stall in front of the school.

"Boss, let's have a pancake fruit."

She got up too late in the morning, so she didn't have any food left over from the family, and she started to get hungry when she smelled the breakfast stall opposite the school.

"Add two eggs!"

"Okay, right away!"

There are still a lot of people at the school gate during this time.

Most of the people sitting at the breakfast stall were students and parents.

Juventus was not so anxious, looking at this world with a new look of curiosity.

"When is the boss okay, this is mine, right?"

"Boss, hurry up, I'm going to be late for school."

The boss's fragrant pancake stall was surrounded by a group of elementary school students, all with anxious eyes.

From time to time, he turned his head to look at the other side, and then stared at the boss's skillful shovel.

Because.

Opposite is the school gate.

As long as the dean of students appears at the door, it means that there is not much time left until the final dead line of school.

And once the director of the school rushed to the front of the gate, he pinched his watch on time and prepared to block the gate.

These are details that no seasoned late student misses, so this is the time to rush.

The eyes seem to be able to swallow the boss's shovel alive.

The current situation is in stark contrast to Juventus.

She stood leisurely behind the crowd.

Listen with relish to the students who have given up and are ready to climb over the wall talk about how to make up reasons for being late.

"What's the matter, I'm going over the wall today?"

"Laughing to death, who was bitten by a dog on homework the day before yesterday and couldn't go to school?"

"Don't care, my dog loves me."

....

"I said, who still uses the low-end excuse of helping grandma cross the road in these days."

"That's it, my little brother in the fourth grade of elementary school doesn't even bother to say it."

Ju Wenwen was about to be happy, but when he helped the grandmother to be connotated, his smile disappeared.

So he cruelly blessed the two of them to be arrested for being late.

"Come on, it's yours."

The boss has a set of standard processes, and Juventus has got the upgraded version of the pancake fruit.

Looking at the students who gathered here at the beginning, there were still no figures, and they had already run back to school.

Juventus leisurely ate pancakes and hummed a little song towards the school gate.

"Eh, Director, you can lighten it."

"Don't be hippie with me, stand up for me!"

Hearing the familiar voice, Juventus took a bite of the perfect pancake and subconsciously raised his eyes.

"Were you late the day before yesterday?"

"There are only a few people who are late every day, can you get up ten minutes early every day?"

"Is there any concept of time, you can stand here and accompany me now!"

Watching the children in their own class being caught and punished, like frosted eggplants, wilting visibly with the naked eye.

Juven walked quickly to the school gate, ran to the dean with a smile on his face, and greeted him with a smile.

"Morning director!"

Looking for prestige, Director Feng also saw Yu Wenwen smile and nodded back.

"Teacher You, it's early."

Director Feng thought of it with a "hiss" and waved at Zhang Tao.

"Eh, Teacher You, this is Zhang Tao in your class, right? He's late again today! ”

At the school gate again, looking at his own students again.

This is a familiar scene.

Ju Wenwen first smiled at the teaching director Cancan and said very apologetically.

"That's right, this is my class Zhang Tao, and I'm late again, so I'm causing you trouble."

Immediately afterwards, Juventus turned around and pretended to be serious, and reprimanded in a deep voice:

"Zhang Tao! How can you be late so often! Do you know that it is very hard for the director of education to watch the students go to school every day! ”

"The Dean is right, you should be punished! Schools must have school rules! ”

"The students in my class are definitely studying on their own now."

"It's so late, are you ready for your homework? Did you do the morning reading? ”

As Yu Wenwen spoke, he raised his eyes and looked in the direction of Director Feng, after handing Zhang Tao to the head teacher to give a lecture.

The dean of students was busy catching up with the other students who were late for the spot.

"Zhang Tao, look at me and ask you!

When he looked at Zhang Tao again, Yu Wenwen turned his back to the direction of the teaching director and winked at Zhang Tao.

"Huh? Yes!! ”

"Ahh

"What are you thinking, boy! Then hurry up and give it to me! ”

Juventus slapped Zhang Tao on the back, as if the latter knew some hints.

Immediately smeared oil on the soles of his feet, and ran into the school building without looking back.

Seeing this, the dean smiled helplessly, and turned a blind eye to the matter.

"Today's students are like this, they haven't been qualitative, they don't know the importance of learning."

"Yes, yes, the director is right, I will definitely educate this group of students well when I return to the class."

Ju Wenwen wiped a handful of sweat on his hands, and it was not easy for the teaching director to catch Zhang Tao and let him go.

Why is the attitude so good today?

"It's okay, it's okay, now the little boys are naughty, and I won't dare to be late next time."

"Yes... Then I'll go in first, director. ”

Ju Wenwen felt that today's teaching director was extremely easy to speak, but it made her a little unnatural and felt that something was wrong.

Juventus didn't think much about it, the first class was not hers, turned around and walked into the cool and airy office.

"Juventus, congratulations."

"Teacher You, congratulations on your promotion, you will be busy in the future."

As soon as Juventus pushed the door and walked under the office desk, he received a succession of blessings from his office colleagues.

She was stunned in place, what happened today, what started to congratulate me as soon as she entered the door?

"No, what are you talking about? Why am I getting promoted? ”

Juven stood up abruptly, leaned on the bezel in front of his desk, and asked with a confused expression.

"Oh, don't you know? The principal said that you will be the head of grade this year! ”

What?!

Head of Grade!