Divorce: This is a Trivial Matter

When Yang Wei's alarm sounded, it was seven o'clock in the morning.

She fumbled for a while near the pillow and shouted subconsciously: "Curly ..."

The sound of Xi Gang just waking up was soft and soft, but no one responded to her. Yang Wei frowned. Why didn't Juan Juan wake her up for breakfast today?

When she finally flipped the phone out of Qi Xiaoyan's pillow and pressed the alarm clock, she suddenly remembered that she had divorced Qi Xiaoyan.

He lay drowsy and confused for two minutes, and Yang Wei popped out of the bed and rushed into the bathroom.

The school started self-study at 7.45 in the morning. This had nothing to do with her at all. She just had to arrive before 8:20. However, the head teacher of the fifth class of this semester asked for three months of maternity leave, and Yang Wei was unfortunately elected as the acting head teacher of this class.

It is logical to say that the class teacher's job will not fall on her art teacher, but the rest of the teachers firmly stated that they were very busy and could not manage another class. Yang Wei also knew in her heart that the head teacher only had a few hundred dollars more per month than the teacher in charge of the subject, but there were many things to manage, and no one wanted to worry about it. And the entire office seemed to be her busiest.

She washed her face quickly, dialed the curls in front of her two hands, and hurriedly ran to the closet. Neatly hung in the closet, Yang Wei held her chin for three seconds and began to pick up her clothes. White folded shirt, dark blue collarless jacket, black casual commuter pants, ok!

I took the meat pink handbag from the sofa in the living room, and Yang Wei put on the flat shoes on the door and rushed out of the building. When I reached the gate of the community, it was 7.24. This neighborhood is near the school where she works. Previously, Qi Xiaoyan drove her to her every morning, and it was only ten minutes away. But today, as Qi Xiaoyan's ex-wife, it is clear that she cannot enjoy this service.

It's definitely too late to take a bus. You can wait for a taxi at the intersection. Because there are not many taxi drivers at this point, only two or three people are standing there. Yang Wei trot past and joined the waiting team. Soon a taxi drove far away, and Yang Wei felt that the whole atmosphere around her had changed.

Something is burning.

He is fighting spirit.

The people who had stood comfortably all straightened their backbones, staring at the taxi that was coming. When the car stopped, several people scrambled up. The first person to touch the doorknob was a small flat head in a suit. After he grabbed the opportunity, the rest of the people stumbled back to their original positions. Xiaoping proudly straightened his tie and opened the door. The gentleman turned back to Yang Wei and said, "Where do you want to ride, lady?"

Yang Wei looked at him unexpectedly and pointed herself with her finger: "Me?"

"Yes." He turned away and gestured to Yang Wei.

The others looked at them with interest, and Yang Wei's eyes rolled around, facing the different eyes of the people around, and walked over. After she got into the car, Xiaoping pulled out a business card from her clothes pocket and handed it to her slightly shyly: "Hello, my name is ..."

"I know, your name is Lei Feng." Yang Wei smiled and shoved the business card back into his hand. "Pop" closed the door. "A small city, thank you."

As soon as the taxi master stepped on the accelerator, the car went relentlessly away.

Xiao Xiaoping weathered in the exhaust of the car.

薇 Yang Wei took out the makeup bag from her bag and turned out a small mirror. The driving master glanced at her and asked, "Are you a teacher? It looks very young."

薇 Yang Wei patted her face with BB cream, and said to the driver, "I'm all 24 this year." Because her face looks small, she needs to put on some light makeup to make her look mature.

The driver laughed and said, "If my teacher was as beautiful as you, I must be a scientist now."

Yang Wei also smiled and said, "Master, your mouth is so sweet, must the business be good?"

The driver laughed hahaha, magical like a demon just waking up from his deep sleep.

At this time, Qi Xiaoyan had already run around the garden of the school's new district in the morning. He returned to the single dormitory provided to him by the school and picked up the mobile phone on the desk to check the time. 7.33, I don't know if Yang Wei has arrived at school now. He turned to the contact list, paused for a few seconds on the word "baby" with his fingertips, and put the phone back in place.

At 24:40, Yang Wei's taxi stopped in front of the school gate of the first elementary school in city a. Yang Wei paid for the car, and a smile arose from the corner of her mouth and went in.

A small child in Qiongshi was Mo's alma mater, and Yang Wei was so happy that she sang a song on the spot when she was admitted. However, the current school is a new one, and the old one has become the most expensive Chinese restaurant in city a.

"Mr. Yang!"

"Teacher is early!"

There were many students running around by myself, and everyone who knew Yang Wei said hello to her. Yang Wei also smiled and said good morning one by one. When walking up the stairs, she secretly rubbed her sour cheeks with a sore smile.

"Mr. Yang is early!" A male teacher in a white shirt saw Yang Wei walk into the office and gave her a good voice. Yang Wei smiled at him and walked directly to her seat. The male teacher followed her and asked, worried, "Mr. Yang, are you in a bad mood today?"

Yang Wei turned her back and smiled at him: "I just don't want to see a math teacher in the near future."

男 Math teacher: "..."

Next to me, a female teacher wearing black-rimmed glasses slipped her office chair and reached up with Yang Wei: "Did you really ask for leave yesterday to get a divorce?"

The talking female teacher's surname is Yao, a fifth grade English teacher.

Yang Wei gave a sigh, dropped her bag and sat down on the chair. She looked at the timetable. There were three lessons today, two in the morning and one in the afternoon.

Teacher Yao Yao got Yang Wei's affirmation, and for a few seconds, he asked with a gossip, "Is there anyone out there?"

Yang Wei turned her head and looked at her in surprise: "Have you ever seen that man?"

老师 Teacher Yao is not 愣 but 懵: "... man, man?"

听说 "I heard that I have known him for more than 20 years."

Mr. Yao opened his mouth half-opened, and moved to his desk with a broken face.

薇 Yang Wei regained her gaze with satisfaction and got up and walked towards the classroom. The class representative was leading everyone to read early on the podium. Yang Wei went around the class and returned to the office. Teacher Yao was sitting on the seat and editing something with her mobile phone. When Yang Wei came in, she handed over a piece of bread and said, "Here you are, haven't you had breakfast?"

"Thank you." Yang Wei took the bread and picked up a cup of water on the table to receive a cup of warm water.

At the Emperor Didu University, Qi Xiaoyan hurriedly passed the corridor holding a stack of papers, which attracted the attention of many students. He also had two classes this morning, but he decided to solve it with an exam. After entering the classroom, the noisy student suddenly calmed down. A girl secretly took a picture of him with her mobile phone, and he didn't even see it.

He stepped onto the podium and said flatly, "Today's test."

There was a mournful sound below.

Qi Qi continued with a smile: "The results of this exam will be credited to 20% of the final grade." He said to distribute the papers and kindly reminded him, "Because I am divorced, this paper will be difficult."

classmates:"……"

As a math teacher, you cannot do such a non-logical thing!

After the two lessons were taken, they learned that Qi Xiaoyan's mouth was difficult or how difficult ... Why did the professor have so many questions that I could not understand?

Although everyone was tortured to death by a scroll, there are also many people who have received an exciting news-Professor Qi is divorced!

After I finished the papers, the classmates left the classroom in twos and threes. A tall girl walked to the podium and asked shyly, "Professor Qi, are you really divorced?"

Wu Qi smiled and was finishing the examination papers. Wen Yan raised her eyes and glanced at her: "School forbids teacher-student love."

The girl stunned, and said more coyly, "I have a year to graduate."

"I got married again at that time." Qi Xiaoyan picked up the test paper and took two steps forward. "Of course, the subject will not be you."

Girls: "..."

十一 At 11.40 noon, all the lessons in the morning in the city are over. Yang Wei organized the students in the class and lined up out of the school gate, finally relieved. She bought two fried rice at a small stir-fry shop near the school, first went to the school's cafeteria to see if the students who stayed at school had lunch obediently, and then returned to the office.

Teacher Yao Yao was sitting inside and playing with her mobile phone. Yang Wei handed her a fried rice, opened the chair and sat down. The cell phone on the table suddenly vibrated, and she glanced at the illuminated screen, which turned out to be a message from the scroll.

"Cough!" A piece of rice sipped into the trachea, and Yang Wei suddenly coughed. The teacher next to him looked at her, and said coolly, "It is said that 120,000 people die every day from eating and choking."

薇 Yang Wei drew a corner of her mouth and opened the unread message on the phone.

"Yang Wei! Tell your colleagues that I'm gay?"

Yang Wei: "..."

She glanced at Mr. Yao next to her, used her mobile phone to log in to Janglang, and turned to a Weibo posted by Mr. Yao in the morning.

Principal 没 did not comb his hair today: the male **** is divorced, but he is actually a guy, should I go for surgery? [Laughing cry]

Yang Wei lay on the table and smirked. Qi Xiaoyan's Weibo was registered, and she helped him follow all the people he followed. She smiled and replied to Qi Xiaoyan with a message: "I didn't say that. What you see is entirely from her personal imagination. In addition, she only says male gods, you will automatically bring in yourself, you Is your face -__________________- so big? "

发出 After the message was sent, the sea was sinking into the sea. Yang Wei thought Qi Qi would say that she would not be so angry that she just wrote off Weibo? But does he really know how to cancel Weibo? Hahahaha.

She took a bite of bacon fried rice and gave a thumbs up to Teacher Yao's Weibo.