Director's growth history

Dong Mei broke free from the quagmire of feelings relatively thoroughly. 【 】 Seeing Fang Yuan facing her frankly, Dong Mei secretly regretted: I am already a young lady, and I still want to have something to do with other young people, just dream about it.Therefore, her guidance and lesson preparation for Fang Yuan, including overtime work at night, became more business-to-business.

Fang Yuan still sent Dong Mei home, but never entered the house.At the door, seeing Dong Mei enter the house, Fang Yuan turned around and hurried back.Every time, Dong Mei felt slightly disappointed, but quickly understood Fang Yuan's mood: at the critical moment of class preparation, she had emotional troubles, which would affect her emotions very much.So, only when she sent Dong Mei home for the fourth time, Dong Mei stopped Fangyuan.She put Fangyuan's underwear, which had been washed and dried, in a plastic bag, and handed it to Fangyuan, and told him: If you don't have time to wash clothes in the future, you can still leave the clothes to her for washing.

Fang Yuan was really afraid of Dong Mei deep in her heart, worried that she would not be able to control her emotions for a while, and dragged herself into it.He said politely: "Director Dong, I left in a hurry this time and forgot to bring my clothes back. Thank you. I will treat you to dinner after class."

"No need. If you want to take a shower, come here. What happened that day will never happen again."

"What happened that day? I don't even remember." Fang Yuan said, "Director Dong, good night, rest well, you have worked hard these few days."

The class was solved one by one by Fang Yuan and his colleagues. After the class, Fang Yuan felt that although his fatigue felt like being ripped off, the level of Chinese teaching was indeed constantly improving.The first trial lecture of each text is in the fourth class of the second grade, and the lectures after revision are placed in other classes. There are also more and more Chinese teachers in the first, second, and third grades of junior high school, and of course Kong Shuanghua is indispensable among them.

Although Kong Shuanghua no longer delivered breakfast and lunch to Fang Yuan, she still paid much attention to Fang Yuan.3 text messages every day, like a set alarm clock, sent on time, with encouragement, blessings, and expectations - this is of course Father Kong's idea, neither harassment nor disappearance, always left in Fangyuan's heart A little blot.