Just started evening self-study.

The corridor is already filled with book baskets and various book stands.

Zhang Ningzhi turned around and glanced at her deskmate. Jiang Nian's seat was empty. She couldn't help but be stunned, and lowered her eyes to think for a while.

Logically speaking, she wouldn't care.

But then I thought about it, tomorrow is the joint examination of the six cities, which can be said to be the highest-level joint examination so far for senior high school students.

What if he comes back smelling like alcohol again?

Who would celebrate giving birth to a child and go to a KTV to drink wildly? It is obviously a perfunctory excuse, and it is too outrageous.

However, Zhang Ningzhi didn't think that Jiang Nian went to the KTV just to have sex. Although his deskmate was a bit shy, he was very disciplined.

He must have an ulterior secret, so he chose to find excuses to deal with it.

At this time, in the office.

Jiang Nian was drinking tea and chatting with Qian Bao. Many teachers in the office also called students for heart-to-heart talks in preparation for tomorrow's joint examination.

What they talk about is the exam status, subject advantages and exam-taking skills.

On the other side, Jiang Nian and Qian Bao were talking about her experience of failing in Subject 2 yesterday afternoon and about driving skills.

"Teacher, don't be nervous and you can get through it.

Jiang Nian told her a lot about driving experience, focusing on the timing of warehousing. He grasped the timing more accurately than ordinary people.

He didn't say too much. If he said too much, he wouldn't be able to understand. Instead, the more he listened, the more confused he became.

Some details need to be started and slowly understood.

For example, if a novice drives a car a few times, he can faintly feel the track of the road surface pressed by the tires. How to describe that feeling?

Very moist.

"It's okay, teacher, you can try again next week." Jiang Nian comforted, "It's normal if you can't pass it once.

Don’t be sad.”

Compared with other teachers' workstations in the office, the style of painting here is simply the opposite of Tiangang.

"Oh, when you said that, I became even more sad." Xibao took a sip of tea and stared at the ceiling with a pair of dead fish eyes.

Can I do it?"

Mo Gaowen, the English teacher of Class 4, walked in from outside the office. Seeing Qian Bao's appearance, he couldn't help but smile and said hello.

"Teacher Zhuang, are you having a heart-to-heart talk with your students?"

"I am a student whose English is only 140 times, why should I talk about my heart?" Qian Bao waved his hand and Feng Qingyun pretended to be calm.

That's how women are, emotions come and go quickly.

Mo Gaowenyou snorted and couldn't help but take another look at Jiang Nian. He thought that this kid didn't look like he was willing to study hard.

"That's pretty impressive. This time Class 3 English will take the first place in its class again."

"Hey, you're just lucky." Xibao shook his head, showing a headache, "These bastards don't do their homework every day."

"Haha, that's really a headache." Mo Gaowen had lost interest in answering the conversation and changed the subject, "By the way, have you copied the test paper and asked the director to sign it?"

"The director is not here, he has gone to a meeting." Qian Bao waved his hand, "Just imitate the handwriting, there are many."

There is a saying that Xibao's old-fashioned style and pretentious skills opened Jiang Nian's eyes, secretly saying that the old woman has rich experience.

After chatting for a while, Jiang Nian planned to go back.

Looking back in the office, Xibao waved to him. With a smile on his face, he seemed to be saying goodbye.

Before going upstairs, he turned to the rationale office next door and took a look.

Qingbao was having a heart-to-heart talk with two students, one was a biology class representative. The other was Yu Zhiyi, a Peiyou student, who was leaning against the wall and listening.

Yu Zhiyi seemed to have noticed him, and after a while he actually caught up with him. His chest was rippling slightly like water waves.

"Wait a minute."

Jiang Nian turned around on the stairs with a puzzled look on his face.

"how?"

She took a breath, smoothed her round chest, and then spoke to him.

"The biology teacher asked you to come over."

"Okay." Jiang Nian walked past Yu Zhiyi, his eyes not shifting at all, and walked into the office calmly.

In the science and technology office.

Qingbao glanced at Jiang Nian at the door and said to her class representative,

That's pretty much it, you go back first.

"Okay." The biology class representative withdrew and greeted Jiang Nian who was standing at the door with a smile, "Have you finished talking to the English teacher?"

Hearing this, Jiang Nian felt slightly embarrassed.

Right."

Qingbao leaned on the chair and rubbed his temples. He kept squinting his eyes to rest, and then pointed at the cup.

"Are you thirsty? There are tea leaves on the table."

Jiang Nian:

He silently made tea for Qingbao, and also made a cup for himself. Feeling that he was at a disadvantage, he walked away with two tea bags in front of her.

"Teacher, drink tea."

Qingbao picked up the tea cup and blew on it, then put it down without taking a sip of tea.

"Thank you, how's your recent review going?"

"It's not bad, maybe I can get 90 points this time?" Jiang Nian said casually. If the creature gets 90 points, it will most likely depend on luck.

"Oh, so powerful." Qingbao also responded casually. Didn't he know the level of his eldest disciple?

blind.

But after knowing Jiang Nian for a long time, she has also learned the skill of "perfunctory". Yeah, yeah, everything you said is right.

I have to say that after learning this skill, my work became much smoother.

Sometimes in the workplace, it is useless to be strong just by saying nothing. Being too capable means adding to the burden. It is good to be perfunctory occasionally.

Hearing this, Jiang Nian felt a little strange. He didn't know that Qingbao's line was wrong, but he even responded to his lies.

"Generally, it's mainly because the teacher teaches well."

"By the way, let me tell you something." Qingbao suddenly changed her tone, "The class representative said he doesn't want to do it anymore."

Jiang Nian was stunned for several seconds, feeling somewhat guilty for no reason.

"Why?"

"I didn't ask, I guess I thought the class representative was too tired." Qingbao took a sip of tea and didn't look too concerned.

The person in front of me is Jiang Nian, not a class representative, so there is no need to hold back.

She would even think that if the class representative was Jiang Nian, then she would save a lot of worry. Jiang Nian is the kind of person who speaks his mind directly.

Alas, it is so difficult to guess what students are thinking.

Jiang Nian looked confused. He didn't quite understand why Qingbao's face suddenly showed that "baby is in pain" expression.

"Then pinch? Teacher."

"Well... I mean, are you interested in being the biology class representative?" Qingbao hesitated for a while, but finally said it.

"No." Jiang Nian was quite determined.

Qingbao actually had no intention of asking Jiang Nian to be the class representative. After all, there were so many people in the class and there was always someone who wanted to be the class representative.

This position is for the virtuous.

If Jiang Nian is hesitant or hesitant, then forget about it and just ask him first based on intimacy.

But the other party refused too quickly and his attitude was too... bad.

So, as a woman, Qingbao's little emotion rarely popped up, "Then let me ask you", "Then let me ask you"!

"Why?"

Jiang Nian glanced at Qingbao, who was smiling but not smiling, and thought that women are really scary. She is obviously angry, but she can still laugh.

But you still have to refuse, there is nothing to hesitate about.

"Because I don't really want to be a class representative. I would rather spend time blowing air in the corridor or taking the time to take a nap."

Too real, no dedication.

This is obviously an incorrect thing, after all, you are in a group. How can you pretend not to pretend, or find a reason to stop talking.
To be continued...