Chapter 191 What's Wrong with This Teacher?

The next day, Hu Peng was about to send the lesson plan for the new teacher training that week to Guan Mei, but Guan Mei replied coldly on WeChat, "The new teacher training will be led by Mr. Li Ziliang of Yuchuan Experimental Primary School from this week."

This message looked like a notification to all employees~

Hu Peng edited a message and wanted to send it to Guan Mei, but deleted it after thinking about it. Maybe he did something wrong.

Thinking of this, Hu Peng read the lesson plan again and didn't think there was anything wrong. After the two weeks of new teacher training, Guan Mei praised him for his good performance and mentioned that this training would increase his votes. Guan Mei also winked at Hu Peng. Hu Peng felt that he was sure to win the honor of an outstanding young teacher.

Not only Guan Mei's attitude, but also Principal Huang Junyao, who was in charge of teaching, hinted that although something happened in Yuanbei, Hu Peng's participation in the selection of outstanding young teachers this time was also a great honor for Yuanbei.

Hu Peng opened the online selection applet and just glanced at the votes~there was no need to compare the votes now, he was already ahead by more than 20,000.

The results will be announced this week. Maybe the final results have already been announced, but they will not be announced until next week.

But Guan Mei's attitude is really strange.

For such a temporary change of teaching assistants, doesn't it need to be discussed with Hu Peng in advance? He even prepared the lesson plan.

At lunch, Hu Peng met the principal in the cafeteria. Just when he wanted to say hello, the principal seemed to turn around and walk away on purpose.

On Tuesday night, Hu Peng was lying on the sofa, watching Bilibili from WeChat, and then opened the reading software to read for a while. Usually on Tuesday nights, there are always people asking questions about this week's homework in the new teacher training group. Today, it was like a dead group, and no one spoke.

Hu Peng felt inexplicably irritated because the world was too quiet, and he felt very panicked.

He sent a message to Li Nan, but no one replied after ten minutes. Then he remembered that Li Nan might be in Europe or somewhere else, and there was a time difference between the two.

Hu Peng looked at the time and guessed that Li Nan might be sleeping, so it was normal not to reply.

The biggest trouble of a person's life is this kind of loneliness. Once the world is quiet, silence becomes the biggest noise.

Suddenly Hu Peng started to worry again.

Since calling the police, the worry that the door was not locked has basically disappeared from Hu Peng's world, but now, a strange thought suddenly broke into Hu Peng's mind.

Could it be that there was actually a thief in the room all along?

This thought was too outrageous. The door was locked and there was no sign of the window being opened. How could a thief have come in?

But there was no way to prove that no thief had come in.

He could sit in the living room for a while, then rest in the bedroom, or even take a shower in the bathroom, but he could erase all the traces.

Isn't that what Li Nan can do? That guy can keep everything the same for several years, even the angle of a hair, a mark on a sofa, people like Li Nan can keep it exactly the same.

But he still moved around in that space.

Oh my God ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~

Hu Peng's head was about to explode, and it was more likely to explode than when he first became obsessed with locking the door.

At that time, he was still curious, why was he always worried that the door was not locked, was there something wrong with his memory?

As for the repeated checking and locking of the door, he was also very interested in finding a solution, such as listening to Mu Chun's advice and buying three cameras, pointing them at every corner of the house, or asking the police to come to the house and ask Li Nan to help pay attention.

But now, Hu Peng has become impatient. He doesn't even want to think about such boring questions for a minute, but he doesn't want to let go of boring questions for half a minute.

Hu Peng curled up in the sofa, but his mind turned the inside and outside of the room several times.

If the thief is careful enough, he can leave no traces, and I am not the kind of person who pays attention to details all day long, and I won't check whether the things are in the original place when I return home.

Even if the things are in the original place, it can't prove that the thief who came in put them back in place.

If you have to do this, it's not impossible.

Speaking of which, it seems that the book under the coffee table is placed upside down, and the cover should be facing up. How can this book have the back cover facing up?

Thinking of this, Hu Peng jumped up, and many scenes in spy novels flashed through his mind instantly, such as turning off all the lights, using a flashlight to check the dust pattern, and sprinkling a handful of flour at the door to observe whether anyone has come in.

These methods may seem clumsy or even not advanced enough, but just like how advanced technology is, there will always be people who buy magnifying glasses, clumsy and mechanical methods are always useful.

Hu Peng turned off the lights in the living room, closed the bedroom door, pulled the balcony curtains, and closed the sliding door of the dining room.

After he could hardly see his fingers, Hu Peng crawled on the ground, took out his mobile phone, turned on the flashlight mode, and looked at the book "Moonlight Twinkle" under the coffee table for a long time. What made Hu Peng a little happy was that the back cover of the book was black. Under the illumination of the white flashlight, the dust on the surface of the black cover was clearer.

As long as the dust is evenly distributed, it means that no one has touched it.

This book has not been read for at least a month. Because it is a new book published by a teacher in the teaching and research group this year, everyone was given a copy. Hu Peng opened the package, asked his colleagues to sign it, and then read a part of it and put it under the coffee table. I was busy writing lesson plans recently and didn't think of reading it.

It is impossible to have no dust.

Before Hu Peng had time to be happy for his wit for a few seconds, a uniform dust was densely packed from top to bottom. It was really comfortable to look at. However, when it reached two-thirds, the black back cover suddenly disappeared, and Hu Peng saw a pink waistband in front of him.

The waistband read:

[The most popular emotional novel of the year]

[The best-selling book of the year on Yuandian Chinese Network]

Pink waistband, green Chinese characters, the dust on it is not clear.

Despair is like finding a mouse nest built with paper towels behind the bookcase.

Hu Peng was angry and confused, and he felt more and more that someone must have come to his house.

After finally getting up from the ground, Hu Peng turned on the lights in the room again, thought for a while and turned off all the lights again. Since there was no clear result from checking the book, he would check more places, such as the dust under the coffee table, the hair on the carpet, and the hair of the thief on the bed.

On Wednesday morning, Mu Chun was only going to sit in the hospital for two hours before going to work for Lao Qian. Unexpectedly, he was so lucky that he welcomed the first guest at eight o'clock - a patient.