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Because they are two opposite corners, the school is also very big and far apart.

Wei Dong stopped and looked at her, saying casually, "I don't like taking the bus, I like walking there, just to relax, I will definitely be late in a while, just in time to tell the class teacher."

Zhang Ruowan: "..."

"I'm going to buy a bottle of water, see you later." He took his hands out of his pockets, shook them twice, and walked down the small road, aiming for the supermarket in front.

Zhang Ruowan pursed her lips, looked at the other person's figure and didn't say anything.

Ji Yang drove forward, "This kid has been taught a lesson by Team Leader Wei many times but he never learns his lesson, he is thick-skinned and thick-fleshed."

All the teachers in the school knew about Wei Dong's deeds. Whichever class he was assigned to, the class teacher would have a headache. Because of his father's relationship, he was a Buddha that could not be asked away.

"I guess he will be caught by the students on duty again." Zhang Ruowan was helpless in her words, "He is a rebellious person, the more you talk, the more he will go against you.'

"Do your best. "He stopped the car and reached out to unbuckle her seat belt.

At this time, the bell rang, and the students who had just arrived were desperately running to the stairs. When Zhang Ruowan got out of the car, she saw several classmates in the class.

"I'm going up." She closed the door.

"Well, I'll go back and warm your bed." Ji Yang answered her with a smile, and successfully saw her expression of being at a loss but not daring to show off.

"I won't listen to your nonsense." She turned and walked away, her steps were a little messy, and it seemed like she was running away.

Ji Yang watched her go up the stairs, then started the engine and drove forward.

Top floor.

At this time, the middle classroom was the noisiest, with the front and back desks gathered together, whispering. Those who heard the wind not far away also ran over quietly to squat and listen to gossip.

Several classmates saw the class teacher and her husband downstairs.

"What car? How does he look?"

"The chemistry teacher in the first grade of high school, who seems to teach classes one to five. He looks very handsome. I think he looks like Liu Yice."

"Are you sending the class teacher here? So good? "

"Didn't Rong Rong say last time that the class teacher and her husband had a bad relationship and often quarreled? And that teacher was poor, I think the class teacher..."

"Shhhhh."

...

As soon as Zhang Ruowan walked in, the students gathered together and ran around in a hurry, faster than mice. They sat down and opened their textbooks with pens, looking very focused.

"The class is over." She walked in and reminded softly, then handed the homework to the group leaders and asked them to pass it out.

Wei Dong was fifteen minutes late. He took the opportunity to eat a hot dog while going upstairs and had a bottle of drink in his hand.

Zhang Ruowan watched him walk in swaggeringly. The other party stopped in front of her and said with a smile, "Class teacher, three essays, I will copy them."

She would not scold students or corporal punishment. If they were five minutes late, they would write an essay. According to the standard of 800 words for the college entrance examination, if they didn't come to class, they would write eight essays. Even if they copied, their hands would be soft, and the phenomenon of lateness was reduced a lot.

"Now it's sixteen points, four essays. "Zhang Ruowan reminded him.

Wei Dong's smile froze on his face. His classmates were trying to hold back their laughter. He wanted to be tough, but he had to be tough.

As long as he followed the rules set by Zhang Ruowan, she would not pick on him. She would treat everyone equally and would not let other teachers tell on him every day.

What if his father knew about his love affair?

During the self-study period, Zhang Ruowan left the classroom and went to the office, and the class started to chatter again.

Faced with teacher gossip, they were always very curious. Many people asked Wei Dong, after all, they lived in the same building.

"Have you seen that teacher?"

"Is the class teacher in a good relationship with her husband? The class teacher doesn't seem to have any children yet?"

"I think I saw that teacher just now. He looks very handsome."

...

"Her husband is an idiot." Wei Dong said very arrogantly, sitting on the chair, leaning back, putting his feet on the table, and started playing with his mobile phone, "She doesn't look good either. You are blind."

Anyway, he looked down on the other party at first sight.

"No way, the class teacher is so good. ”

“Why is he an idiot?”

“Wei Dong, tell us some gossip.”

…

They became more interested. Wei Dong looked impatient. “What are you talking about? I don’t know. I think he is an idiot.”

Hearing this, everyone shut up. They had different thoughts. Most people thought that Wei Dong must know something but didn’t want to say it.

It seems that the class teacher and her husband may have a bad relationship.

Alas.

How miserable it is for the class teacher who is unhappy in marriage.

Chapter 349 A good teacher who loves family (11)

Zhang Ruowan came back early today. She walked around the classroom. No students asked questions and there was nothing else to do, so she went downstairs and walked back.

When she entered the bedroom, Ji Yang had already finished his bath and lay on the bed, with his hands resting on the back of his head, as if thinking about something.

“The pajamas are in the bathroom. "He turned his head and looked at him.

Zhang Ruowan looked at him on the bed, and suddenly remembered what he said about going back to warm her bed, and her face became a little hot.

The man who usually doesn't take a shower in the middle of the night is so diligent today, isn't he watching the game at this time?

"Yeah." Zhang Ruowan hung up her bag, and he looked at the homework in her hand and sat up, "Bring the red pen here and I'll help you correct it."

"It's too dirty to put it on the bed, no." She refused, took it to the study and put it there, and then went to the bathroom.

He really helped her put the clothes away, from inside to outside.

Ji Yang was very considerate to her. He arranged everything that could be planned, big or small. Sometimes she felt distressed. Perhaps his childhood experience gave him these abilities.

She hoped that he would be a little "clumsy" so that they could stumble together and get along with each other through trial and error.

After taking a shower and blowing her hair, she walked out and went into the bedroom and closed the door.

He fell asleep again, and continued to lie flat and stare at the ceiling, not knowing what he was daydreaming about.