The Blind Date Went To the Wrong Room, But Was Confessed By the Other Party

"That's right, it's really hard, Teacher Yang, then I'll go to class first."

Fang Zheng went to the desk to pick up the language book and lesson plan, Yang Xiaoxue hummed, and transferred the documents on the mobile phone to the computer, and then printed them out on the printer.

If Fangzheng had not left at this moment, he might be able to see a familiar name, Jiang Xiyao, in the documents of the art competition.

Yang Xiaoxue rubbed her red eyes, the noisy hum of the typewriter ended, and black and white words fell on the tray at the exit.

She picked up the information and looked at it carefully.

And it looks at the back of the file and reads it while reading:

"The investor of the Tulip Art Competition is Jiang's Group, and Jiang Xiyao, the general manager of the group, participates in it as the deputy director of the art competition and supervises the painting scene."

Yang Xiaoxue frowned: "Jiang Xiyao? Or the general manager? Is the position so high..."

She opened the computer's web page and searched for the name Jiang Xiyao, and some photos and news immediately popped up on Baidu.

Yang Xiaoxue was stunned when she saw the woman's photo, thinking to God, what kind of beauty is this!

Slide the mouse, zoom in, the lips, the eyes, the figure, the thighs!

Yang Xiaoxue looked down at herself again, and in dejection, she reduced the photo again. Referring to the photo, she found that most of the news describing Jiang Xiyao's temperament were elegant, royal, cold, and professional elite.

These specific personal labels made Yang Xiaoxue sigh deeply.

He said to himself, "Am I going to work with this sister in the next two months? It doesn't seem like it's easy to get along with..."

She sat on the stool a little tired, staring at the door Fang Zheng had just walked out of.

After thinking about something messy, Yang Xiaoxue patted her cheek refreshed.

"come on! Come on!"

The woman took out her mobile phone and called Jiang Xiyao carefully according to the number on the document. After beeping for a while, the connection was finally connected.

Yang Xiaoxue smiled and said respectfully:

"Hello, is this Mr. Jiang? I'm Yang Xiaoxue, a teacher from Tulip Middle School. I read the school information that you will come to our school as the person in charge of the art competition to supervise?"

Jiang Xiyao hummed: "Yes, it's me."

Yang Xiaoxue continued to ask: "Hello, hello, I am the main person in charge of this art competition, may I ask you, what date do you plan to come to our school?

When the time comes, you can tell me in advance, and I will take you to visit the school. In addition, about the art competition, if you come, we can also communicate in the next step. "

Jiang Xiyao seemed to have thought about it for a long time: "Tomorrow morning, I should be there tomorrow morning."

Yang Xiaoxue: "Okay, then I'll pick you up at the school gate."

.....

When Fangzheng went to the classroom, he met an acquaintance in the Mediterranean on the way. The director Wang, who was in the same office just now, didn't dare to say a word in the conference room.

Now that he met Fang Zheng, he straightened his back all of a sudden.

"Director Wang back to the office?" Fang Zheng asked politely.

The old man snorted, glanced at Fang Zheng with contempt, and threw a low sentence, "How arrogant to speak madly!"

Then leave quickly.

Fangzheng looked at this man strangely, and thought to himself, why are you so mad? Isn't it all because of you that the trouble is so big?

When I went to the classroom, the atmosphere in the class was surprisingly good.

There is no teacher, and the students in the classroom don't sleep very loudly. Most of them are holding their books in a quiet daze.

As soon as they saw Fangzheng coming back, they raised their heads one by one and raised their spirits.

"Students have a good atmosphere, the meeting is over, the teacher has something to tell you, the Education Bureau will personally invigilate our class in the mid-term exam in January due to some circumstances!

The school requires our class to get a good grade in the midterm exam! The class average must be at least 280! "

The entire fourth class suddenly snorted.

Fang Zheng heard the boos from the crowd, stood on the podium, and raised his head:

"What's the matter, what's the matter? What is this for?! Listen to the teacher first. Although I haven't been the head teacher for a few days, I still know very well the results of our class. Let's just talk about the average score of the last mock test. It's twenty-seven! Good!"

Fang Zheng took out a transcript from the book and threw it to the classmates in the first row, indicating that everyone could share it with each other.

"I can get such a high score in the test, I read it, because four out of five students have handed in blank papers! The rest who did not hand in blank papers are also ghosts, but it seems that everyone's potential is still very high. Yes! There is quite a lot of room for improvement! So!"

Having said this, Yang Yibiao couldn't listen anymore and raised his hand: "Mr. Fang, don't talk nonsense. The average mid-term exam you just talked about is 280. What if we can't reach it?"

Fangzheng said: "If it can't be achieved, the teachers of the whole school will re-assess, and the school may have to suspend classes, and the consequences will be quite serious."

Yan Qingya said, "Isn't it a good thing to stop classes, teacher?!"

Fang Zheng slapped his mouth, and the whole class laughed.

He said solemnly: "I warn you, this is really not a joke. Although you don't want to go to class, you still want to graduate, right? Once the class is suspended, you will not graduate, and the three years of study will be in vain! Thanks?

So this time you have to be the heroes to save our Tulip School! Be sure to give our class a sigh of relief! "

Zhuge Hong, who was sitting at the door, also raised his hand, his voice was very low and soft: "Mr. Fang! That 280 points is so high, we can't get it, you didn't fight for us, it's a little lower. Otherwise, the goal is too big, and everyone will not be motivated to learn."

The crowd is a typical echo.

"Yes, teacher, you won't give us a fight, will you?!"

"Teacher, the score is too high!"

Fang Zheng slapped the table with his book, his face stiffened, and the classroom was suddenly quiet.

But then he smiled and said: "Listen to me! Of course I know what everyone's level is, and I also know that this score is quite difficult for you! So I really applied for you."

Shang Dongfang smiled below: "Mr. Fang, how much do we need to take the test? How many points did you lower us!"

"Shang Dongfang's question is quite good! The teacher said that it was wrong when he heard this at the meeting! I said what is 280? The price is 450! It's set in one month!"

He slowed down: "All the teachers at the meeting were shocked when they heard this!."

Ban Nai was silent, and then it was like thunder.

"what?!"

"Teacher, if you ask me to copy, I can't copy so high!"

"Crazy!"

Yan Qingya said: "Teacher, are you confused today, 450, where are we going to test 450 in our class! You are hurting us!"

Fangzheng said to himself: "How could it be? As your head teacher, I still believe in you very much. Well, I know that this score is a bit difficult for you, and it's really boring to study this kind of thing.

That's good, after one month, if everyone gets an average score of 450! I treat guests and take the whole class on a tour. As long as you don't save money, you can choose any location! Play with you for seven days! "

The whole class became quieter, and Zhuge Hong said, "Where can you go without saving? You might as well invite us to a concert. Recently, Uranus actress Liu Yueyue is coming to our province. Everyone wants to go!"

"Yeah, it's not as good as a concert!"

Fang Zheng clapped the table and said boldly, "Then add another concert! I'll treat you!"

Yan Qingya raised her hand excitedly: "Teacher, how about changing the travel to a desert island to survive?! Let's go to the uninhabited island in our province! It is said to be fun!"

Fangzheng pointed at Yan Qingya: "No problem! It's just desert island survival plus a concert. You give me 450 in the exam. I'll ask the whole class to have a good time for a few days!"

Li Yukun added fuel and jealousy: "Teacher, it's been too long for a month. If our whole class can reach 350 in the mock exam in the middle of the month, will you invite us to dinner first? Let us choose the location!"

Fang Zheng sucked in a breath of cold air. These guys really thought that their money was blown by a strong wind, but the average score of 450 was thrown away, and they had to be motivated and motivated by this group of students.

He gritted his teeth: "Okay! The last price! Let's invite you to dinner!"

"That teacher!"

"Stop! The topic is over! Can I leave some money for the teacher? Otherwise, I won't be able to drink the northwest wind this month! Take out the Chinese textbook and turn to the third page, and start class!"