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Chapter 91 Same Bag
[…Ding ding ding ding~ Ding ding ding~…]

After the morning reading ended and before the first class began, a string of pure music suddenly sounded on the radio.

This was followed by a voice similar to that of an eye exercises announcer.

[Students, class time has come. Please return to the classroom and prepare for class.]

"???"

A group of people in the classroom looked up.

"what is this?"

"The school bell? It's been changed to this?"

"How stupid..."

"That's so ugly. I hope it won't be like this from now on."

……

The new school bell is said to be used uniformly throughout the city, and Jiangzhou No. 2 Middle School is also planning to try it out for a period of time.

But this is not the point.

The main point was to supervise the students to adapt to the new bell sound. Li Min appeared at the door like a ghost, following the people who entered the classroom.

Then there was a "whoosh" sound.

In the first row of the first group, Li Min pulled out a pirated copy of "Mercenary World" that Wang Lei had stuffed into his Chinese textbook.

The classroom suddenly became quiet.

"If I see someone reading a novel in the classroom again, I will tear it up!"

Li Min slammed the novel onto the table and glanced at him fiercely:
"If you put your heart and soul into studying, you can get into Tsinghua or Peking University!"

Although this is a Chinese class.

But this does not prevent the head teacher from maintaining class discipline before the Chinese teacher arrives.

Da da da…

Soon, familiar footsteps approached and Gu Wancheng came in.

He looked at and nodded to Li Min on the podium, and the two exchanged positions.

Li Min walked to the classroom door, but did not leave completely. She stopped and continued to stare at the classroom.

Gu Wancheng first glanced at Guan Ren beside the podium, then walked to the podium, put down her bag, and began to flip through the Chinese textbook.

Sure enough, she is the one who smells the best among all the teachers...

A light fragrant breeze blew by, and Guan Ren was inspired.

After all, there are only three female teachers in Chinese, English and biology, and the other two are aunts. Naturally, the fragrance on Gu Wancheng is particularly pleasant.

"..."

Guan Ren glanced sideways again and found that Gu Wancheng's bag was the same as Guan Qiaoyun's, both were classic ANDIAMO handbags from [BOTTEGA VENETA].

The navy blue INTRECCIO woven texture and the drawstring shoulder strap have a golden bow-shaped decorative buckle in the middle, which is restrained and exquisite.

But Guan Qiaoyun bought the one at a street stall.

As for Gu Wancheng...

Guan Ren thought about it and decided that it was definitely not authentic.

After all, she is a high school teacher in a county middle school. How could she use a bag worth 20,000 or 30,000 yuan?

And compared to Guan Qiaoyun's bag, Gu Wancheng's bag is even a bit old, it feels like it has been used for a while...

"What's going on? The teacher still has to clean the blackboard?"

Guan Ren was daydreaming when Li Min, who hadn't left the door yet, spoke again, pointing at Guan Ren casually:
"Guan Ren, wipe it off."

"Oh."

Guan Ren occupies the position of right protector and is closest to the blackboard, so he may have to wipe the blackboard frequently in the future.

The blackboard was still filled with the contents of last night's last chemistry class, densely written with a bunch of equations.

Guan Ren stood up, picked up the blackboard eraser, and wiped from right to left. After just a few strokes, a series of muffled coughs rang out.

"Cough...cough cough..."

Guan Ren looked back and saw Gu Wancheng on the podium was obviously choked by the flying chalk dust.

But she just covered her mouth and nose and didn't care much, her almond-shaped eyes still fixed on the book.

As expected of sisters, sometimes she really looks like a larger version of Gu Youli...

Guan Ren thought so, then took two or three steps to the water dispenser on the left side of the podium.

"?"

He walked with a breeze. Gu Wancheng glanced at him out of the corner of her eye and found that he had slightly wet the blackboard eraser with water.

"..."

Gu Wancheng's eyes moved slightly.

Guan Ren started wiping the blackboard again.

Now the chalk dust is not flying so violently.

"Okay, turn to the back and read the short passage in 'Yuan Zaju's Zhe, Qizi and Ben'."

After wiping, Gu Wancheng returned to his seat, turned around, and began writing on the new blackboard.

There was a buzzing sound of reading from the audience.

Under the cover of the reading, a call came from Guan Ren's right side:
“Brother Ren…Brother Ren!”

"?"

Guan Ren looked in the direction of the voice and saw Wang Lei winking at him.

As the victim who swapped places with Liu Xiong, Wang Lei felt like he had gone from heaven to hell. "Help me get the book..."

"what book?"

"My novel, on the podium."

Li Min placed Wang Lei's "Mercenary World" on the podium. Guan Ren looked back and found that it was indeed within his reach.

It was just a piece of cake, so Guan Ren reached out to take it while staring at Gu Wancheng's back.

But halfway through, the hand on the blackboard stopped.

Guan Ren shuddered when he saw Gu Wancheng's cold gaze fixed on him.

"cough…"

But what surprised Guan Ren was that Gu Wancheng didn't just ask him to stand up or something.

Instead, he just stared at himself as a warning.

After I suddenly withdrew my hand and continued reading the text, she didn't say anything and turned around to continue writing on the blackboard.

This…

If it were in the past, he would definitely be punished by standing in the corner, right?
"Is it true that he has become gentler...?"

Guan Ren was lost in thought, and suddenly felt that what he had said to Gu Youli before, "Actually, your sister is quite gentle to me," had come true.

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However, in reality, beauty is always short-lived.

In the next two classes, Guan Ren accidentally dozed off under Gu Wancheng's nose and was scolded by her harshly. He could not escape the punishment of standing in the corner.

In this regard, Guan Ren actually felt quite wronged.

The reason why he dozed off was actually because Gu Wancheng's body fragrance touched Guan Ren's heart.

Even though it was very faint, a little bit of it drifted over from time to time, and gradually made him feel comfortable and a little too relaxed.

There's really nothing we can do about this, we can only get used to it slowly.

……

"Mom, I'm back—"

As soon as he returned home in the evening, Guan Ren smelled a fragrance.

Guan Qiaoyun was frying crispy pork in the kitchen.

Guan Ren loved to eat this, so he went over and grabbed a few of the fried ones on the plate, but Guan Qiaoyun raised her hand and clapped her hands:
"handwashing!"

"oh oh."

Guan Ren immediately rinsed it, then grabbed another one and put it in his mouth, crunching it.

"You call it washing your hands just by dipping it?"

Guan Qiaoyun was both angry and amused, but looking at his greedy look, the corners of her lips still raised slightly.

"Did you study well today?"

"Don't worry, Sister Qiaoyun, I will study hard every day."

"Why did you come back empty-handed? Where's your homework?"

"Not today."

……

The mother and son chatted with each other, and after the crispy meat was all fried, Guan Ren brought the crispy meat to the living room and enjoyed the long-lost comfort of eating while watching TV.

Guan Qiaoyun took a shower and went straight back to the bedroom, not knowing what she was busy with.

When Guan Ren went in, he found her sitting in front of the dressing table with a box beside her.

It was a tinplate cookie box.

It has been kept at home for many years and is used to store needles and thread.

Guan Ren quietly leaned over and saw that Guan Qiaoyun was mending her bag, which was the same model as Gu Wancheng's.

"Sister Qiaoyun, is this bag of yours real or fake?"

"nonsense."

Guan Qiaoyun gave Guan Ren a strange look:
"Of course it's a fake bag. Have you ever seen a real one?"

"I haven't seen it, but our teacher Gu has one just like it. It's probably fake too."

"Teacher Gu..."

Guan Qiaoyun thought about it and curled her lips:

“The one who teaches Chinese…”

"Correct."

I've seen Guan Qiaoyun a few times in Guan Ren's office, both at the beginning of the semester and last time. Honestly, she's quite pretty...

"How's the teaching going?"

“It’s very well taught.”

"Oh."

"what happened?"

"nothing."

It’s just that because of some things that happened in her early years, Guan Qiaoyun has some subjective dislike for the surname “Gu”.

But those are all things of the past, so let’s not talk about them.

(End of this chapter)