It's okay, don't flirt!

Chapter 3 Chapter 3

I rigorously copied the student rules for more than an hour. There are more than two hundred rules. What is studying hard and making progress every day? Isn’t this nonsense?Friendship first, competition second, nonsense, competition is competition!

He complained while copying. After copying, his fingers were sore, he shook his arms, wrote his name, thought for a while, and drew a frame under his name, and added a sentence-the rules are long, can be deleted, obliterate individuality, and need to be vigilant , Then he pulled the box and left with satisfaction.

It is worthy of being a top private middle school, and the salary of teachers is also rising.

This apartment has two bedrooms and one living room. Two teachers live in one room. The decoration is simple and elegant.

The uncle in the logistics department told Yan Jing that the second-grade art teacher Shen Jiang was in the room with him. Yan Yan didn't see Shen Jiang's person when he arrived at the apartment. He checked which bedroom was vacant and moved in.

Rigorous didn't have much luggage, so he stuffed his clothes into the closet, piled up a few books on the bookshelf, and then lay down on the bed and began to sleep.

While Yan Jing was sound asleep, Shen Jiang came back. He saw an extra pair of shoes in the entrance, and knew that his roommate had finally arrived.

Shen Jiangfang is 28 years old, but he is an artist after all. He lives indoors all the year round without seeing the sun. His skin is white and thin. At first glance, he is not much more serious than rigorous.When he opened his mouth, his voice was soft, even more juvenile.

"Teacher Yan, we have a meeting soon, so wake up." He knocked lightly on the rigorous and wide-open bedroom door.

Yan Jing's eyelids trembled, but he couldn't open them, and his mind was still wandering, "Ah? What happened? Call me after roll call."

Shen Jiang walked in and pushed him, "Mr. Yan, you have graduated, this is the teachers' meeting."

Yan Jing turned over and sat up. After sleeping, the hair on his head became even more messy. He pulled it twice, saw Shen Jiang, and stretched out his hand, "Hello, I am strict."

Shen Jiang held his hand, "I'm Shen Jiang, let's go, there's a meeting going on."

Yan Yan nodded, jumped out of the bed, and was ready to go out with the bird's nest on his head.Shen Jiang couldn't stand it.Principal Ming has been in office for one year, and they have memorized the teacher's rules for a year, and neat appearance has been deeply rooted in his mind. It is no wonder that Shen Jiang wants to shave his hair as if he has obsessive-compulsive disorder.

"Mr. Yan, your hair."

"What is Mr. Yan, there are many points, called Brother Yan."

Although rigor is a scourge in the eyes of the teacher, it does not hinder his reputation as a dominance in the examination room. For four years, he was confessed by his brothers and sisters in the fourth grade of the whole school. "Brother Yan, draw a key point?"

Shen Jiang is very gentle, how could he do this kind of thing before, he looks like a gangster, and besides, he is seven years older than him, "Mr. Yan, I am older than you..."

"Oh? Hahaha, old Shen, you are very young, so you can call me whatever you want, Jin'er, Xiao Jin'er, whatever you want."

Shen Jiang didn't talk too much nonsense, he held the small comb, and when he came up, he pressed rigorously onto the chair and combed it.The rigorous hair is soft, but it is born with a little curly hair, which is always curled up. Shen Jiang can't save him with a small comb.

Shen Jiang turned over the hair wax, wiped it up vigorously, divided it left and right, and made it three to seven points, pressed it flat and shiny for him, and matched it with the round glasses, looked left and right carefully, "Old Shen Jiang Ah, isn't it too old-fashioned, doesn't look like a good person?"

Yan Jing raised his head and looked at Shen Jiang, Shen Jiang looked a bit like a traitor...

There is no time to wait, and the meeting is about to start. Principal Ming's first teaching is not to be late.Shen Jiang coughed twice, "Strict...pretentious, pretty good, like a star..."

Yan Jing believed his nonsense, and looked in the mirror again, too, what hairstyle is there that his appearance can't support?

The two walked side by side to the auditorium.

They arrived quite early and kept the norms, but there were only two people sitting in the huge auditorium, and they sat at the back. Every time a teacher walked in, they would stare at the strictness for a long time, look back at each step, bit their lips and smile look.

Strictly sitting with his legs spread apart, without being disturbed by his sight, Shen Jiang couldn't sit still, as if he had been stripped naked and publicly executed, "Strictly, keep your head down... the lights on the top are very dazzling ..."

When he said this, instead of lowering his head rigorously, he raised it up and waved it wildly, "I don't think so, the light is just right."

While shaking his head, he walked into the auditorium knowingly, with a slender figure, a clean white shirt, a straight neck, a slightly tucked jaw, and a folder in his hand. Two eyes.

But the principal is the principal, so he just took a look and then looked away, walked up to the rostrum, pulled the microphone closer, and held a mobilization meeting before the school started.

At the beginning of the new school year, freshmen enter the school, and the content of the orientation meeting is complicated, from physical examination to campus tour, and the party is held. The second grade students are responsible for guiding the work, and the teachers of the first and second grades must ensure the order and safety of the activities.From the division of tasks to the group arrangement, the arrangements are well-known and tight, except that no work is strictly arranged.

"Next, I would like to introduce the new teacher of our school, who is rigorous. Teacher Yan will serve as the class guide of the experimental class and the teacher of the Chinese class."

The teachers applauded thunderously, pulled their white short sleeves rigorously, stood up from the back row, and trotted all the way onto the stage. The childish face matched with the three-to-seven hair, and then put on a bohemian smile. There was a low laugh.

"Hi everyone, I'm Yan Jing, an undergraduate student in the Department of Education of National Normal University, I hope we can cooperate happily."

After Yan Yan said hello, he was ready to run. Knowing that Yan had stopped him, he who had always spoken calmly and calmly like stagnant water rarely felt fluctuating, "Mr. Yan... change your hair back." This kind of hairstyle must be laughed to death by the students, After a pause, he said, "Stay after the meeting."

After the meeting, Yan Jing was detained, and Shen Jiang went back to the dormitory first.

Yan Jing sat on the chair shaking his legs, and when he saw Ming Zhiyan slowly walking down from the stage, he stood up and listened to the principal's instructions.

"Mr. Yan, you just came here, so there is no work for the orientation meeting. Tomorrow, you will mainly participate in the activities, supplemented by guidance, and learn about the school's culture."

"Ok."

"As for your suggestions written in the norms..." Yan Jing listened attentively, and Principal Ming continued: "I will copy the teacher's norms after I go back. Teacher Yan doesn't seem to have a clear understanding of the responsibilities of teachers."

Knowing that he finished speaking, he nodded slightly and walked away gracefully.

What? !No matter how you think about it, you feel that your opinions are constructive.

He must be avenging himself!Black-bellied and old-fashioned with a small belly!

On September [-]st, freshmen enter the school. After the registration is completed, they have to join the campus one-day tour according to their own groups.Strictly follow Principal Ming's words, and wander around with the big team. The only privilege is that he is not restrained, and he can run away immediately when he feels bored.

After lunch, he began to act alone again.

It is a tree-lined path that bypasses the school cafeteria. As it continues deeper, the field of vision gradually widens. In front of it is a small enclosed garden planted with tall and lush shrubs, like a barrier that cuts off the line of sight.Yan Jing lay down on a bench, put his hands under his head, pulled two leaves to cover his eyes, and planned to take a nap.

Birds chirping and the wind sounding, leisurely and contented, rigorously enjoying the fun, but in the silence, I heard the low voice of people.

He pricked up his ears, carefully identified, got up and slowly approached the bushes, and looked through the gap between the branches, two boys were being lectured.

"It's so immoral! I'm going to find the principal right now!" The half-bald man took out his cell phone and started calling.Yan Jing has some impressions of this Guangmingding. It is the discipline director who repeatedly emphasized the construction of school spirit at the conference.

Not long after he hung up the phone, he arrived knowingly.

"Principal, these two are hiding here hugging each other, and I caught them."

"Do you have anything to explain?" These two boys are in the second grade, and they clearly have a deep impression on them. One is an influential figure who stands out in every conference, and the other is a top student who wins awards in every competition.

Wu Wei held Chen Chenghu behind him, "That's right, we're in a relationship, what's wrong with kissing and hugging?"

The Director of Discipline said: "Dating is prohibited in the school!"

Wu Wei smiled lightly, poked his neck, glanced at the director of discipline, "Don't you turn a blind eye to the director who is good at learning?"

The Disciplinary Director yelled as if someone had stepped on his tail, "What are you two boys talking about? It's indecent! Disgusting!"

Clearly interrupting the director, he said succinctly: "Dating is fine, but homosexuality is not."

Chen Cheng raised his head, his gaze was firm, "Why? What's wrong with us if it's also love?"

Knowing that he didn't answer, "Chen Cheng, you are studying in Guangming with a scholarship. If the news spreads in the school, the school will terminate your scholarship. Do you want to bet on your future?"

Wu Wei was angry and wanted to argue, but Chen Cheng grabbed his hand and still asked, "Why are we wrong?"

Ming Zhiyan glanced at the hands they were holding, and finally settled on Chen Chengshan's stubborn eyes of a young man, and said lightly: "Those who are not allowed by social rules are heterogeneous. light."

He looked at Wu Wei again, "If the news reaches the school, we will cancel Chen Cheng's scholarship."

Yan Yan saw that Ming Zhiyan turned and left expressionlessly, and Director Feng Ji followed behind and talked angrily, leaving the two children behind, holding each other's hands vigorously.

He sat quietly, knowing that Yan's handling was correct for the school's reputation, but did he take the living children in this dead thing into consideration?What's wrong with them?

The welcome party is held from daytime to night. At night, an open-air stage is set up in the playground, and the seniors and sisters take turns to sing for the newcomers.Having heard enough of the rigorous front stage, I slipped to the backstage to visit, and the backstage has already exploded at this moment.

"Wu Weiren didn't come!"

"What to do? How to end?"

The student union cried and shouted, the concert was about to be smashed, and the bright history of welcoming the new year was about to be ruined in their hands.

Yan Jing finally remembered the auxiliary tasks he had to guide, and felt that it was time to save the light!He brushed his hair, his footsteps were windy, and he stood in front of the student union, shining like a loving mother, "Children, what's the matter, the teacher will help you carry it!"

The president grabbed hold of the straw and howled: "Teacher! Wu Wei is gone! His songs are all in English! No one can match them!"

Yan Jing has never been in a relationship before, but he is not lacking in flirting skills. He used to be the love song little prince of the National Normal University.

"Go, the accompanist is cut off, I'm here for brother...not for the teacher to get a guitar."

The performance on the stage was over, and he carried the guitar rigorously, stepped onto the stage in two steps, approached with the microphone in his hands, and curled his mouth, "The welcome party is coming to an end, I hope all the young people will spend the best youth here."

He sang a cappella with his guitar in his arms, his voice was as gentle as a warm wind blowing on his face, and his singing voice was as long as a slow clear spring flowing through people's hearts. Students coming and going stopped in front of the stage and looked up.

"Oh, this senior is so handsome!"

"Ahhhhh, I really did not come to the wrong place!"

"When I visited the campus today, he was in the same group as me. He was a freshman, right?"

"No way, the concerts are all sophomores."

"However, he was also in the same group as me. I took a few extra glances in the morning, so he must be right!"

"Never mind him, since he is a student of Guangming, we have a chance, ahhh, so handsome!"

On the first day of taking up the post, Rigorous won the position of Guangming's school grass. The poor school grass does not know it.

Ming Zhiyan walked from the office to the dormitory area, passed the stage, and stopped involuntarily.

Under the spotlight, the rigor looks radiant, like the sun hanging in the night sky, making people unable to move their eyes away.

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The first three chapters have been slightly revised, and the general content has not changed.