It's the students' fault if they are too popular.

A somewhat dazzling car stopped in front of her, and the headlights seemed to be flashing with the light of money.

“Brother,” Tong Yao looked around and sighed, “I didn’t ask you to pick me up.”

It's a bit luxurious and a bit ostentatious, which doesn't quite fit with her image as a people's teacher. Who knows what kind of rumors will spread if students see it.

"How can I feel at ease if you go home alone so late at night?" Tong Hua honked the horn, "Mom asked me to pick you up. Get in the car~"

Tong Yao didn't say anything more and sat in the back seat. Indeed, it was not very safe to take an online car-hailing service at this late hour.

"How about being a teacher?"

"Fortunately."

"No male teacher harassed you, did they?"

"No." There are female students.

"Hey, my sister is a teacher. Is our family going to become a scholarly family? Has any leader given you any trouble?"

"Excessive interference, please drive safely."

When she got home, Tong Yao went into the bedroom, resisted the urge to fall asleep, took a shower, and felt much more awake instantly. There were a few more messages on her phone.

【“Yin Yin Yin” requests to add you as a friend】

Note: Teacher Tong, I am Xu Yin QAQ

Tong Yao nodded in agreement.

——It is the bad nature of men that they cannot refuse the requests of beautiful girls.

Xu Yin: "Good night, Teacher Tong!"

Nursery rhyme: "Aren't you afraid that I will tell your class teacher that you didn't hand in your phone? / Insidious"

Xu Yin: "Teacher, please don't... please!"

It’s already half past eleven.

Tong Yao found a comfortable position and replied:

"Go to bed early."

Xu Yin: "Hey, teacher will be beautiful tomorrow too!"

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Ruan Qian wrapped herself in the quilt. She went to bed at half past ten, but she couldn't fall asleep yet.

My roommates were chatting and it was a bit noisy.

At first, he was still concerned about himself because he was sleeping, but slowly, his voice became louder and louder, indistinguishable from normal speech, and occasionally he even laughed out loud.

"Teacher Tong's bag seems to be from Hermes. I saw a similar one online. It was very expensive."

"Hey, Teacher Tong's family looks very rich."

"Maybe my boyfriend is rich."

"Teacher Tong doesn't seem to have a boyfriend. If I were her boyfriend, I would definitely not let her be a teacher. It's so troublesome to only see her for a short while in the evening."

"Maybe it's fake."

"You can become a teacher at the age of 18, is it related?"

"If you're smart, you can be a professor at 18. Geniuses like Professor Tong are sought after everywhere."

Ruan Qian listened silently to the various human activities in the dormitory.

Many people seem to like to comment on outstanding and outstanding people.

She curled up facing the wall, hiding in her own world.

Nursery rhyme teacher.

——Just like people in fairy tales.

Chapter 5: From beginning to end, nursery rhymes are very gentle

After three days, Tong Yao can now barely call out the name of each student face to face.

Except for some with particularly low presence.

Since high school students started school early, it was the end of August, the sun was shining brightly and scorching. After the first class in the morning, Tong Yao stayed in the office and didn't want to go out. She didn't really want to read the occasional WeChat message.

The homework hasn’t been corrected yet.

Just as she was thinking about whether to ask the class representative to help her correct her homework, she quickly dismissed this irresponsible idea, although... the class representative, the girl named Yin Jiali, seemed quite willing to help her correct her homework.

At this moment, the cell phone on the table vibrated.

WeChat message from [Senior Grade Group].

[Lu Bingjie]: I have to go home for something urgent this morning. Is there any teacher from Class 7 who can switch with me for the fourth music class of Class 7 in Grade 2 this morning? Sorry for the trouble!

Really... I saw it at a glance...

Tong Yao had no expression on her face. She didn't even know who Lu Bingjie was. Oh, she was the music teacher.

She used to think that music teachers had an easy job, but now she realizes that there is only one music teacher for all 15 classes in the whole grade, and he or she has to teach three classes a day and do a lot of miscellaneous chores, so no one's job is easier than anyone else's.

As for changing classes... Tong Yao doesn't want to move now.

In the group, the music teacher did not receive a reply and seemed to have given up.

The fourth class of Class 7 will most likely be changed to self-study. Maybe Physics Teacher Lu and Chemistry Teacher Long will go over and hand out a test paper to whet their appetite.

Tong Yao herself was still unwilling to be the villain.

She lowered her head and continued to correct homework. She was worried that the answers of several students were exactly the same as the reference answers. At this moment, there was a knock on the office door and then it was pushed open.

"Excuse me, sorry to bother you," the young female teacher stood at the door and walked straight to Li Hanqiang, "Teacher Li, can you teach Chinese class tomorrow..."

"No, no, Mr. Lu," Li Hanqiang said with sweat on his head, "I have something to do in the morning, you go find Xiao Tong, Mr. Tong, look, he's sitting there, ha."

After saying that, he gave Tong Yao an apologetic look.

Tong Yao watched the beautiful woman walk towards her.

"Teacher Lu Bingjie...?" she asked hesitantly.

"It's me!" Lu Bingjie breathed a sigh of relief. "You are Teacher Xiaotong, right? You are so beautiful."

Why add the word "small" in front - Tong Yao didn't want to complain, so she nodded, knowing what she would be asked to do next.

"The fourth class in the morning..."

"Leave it to me." Tong Yao suppressed her embarrassment and tried to be generous. It was not a loss to move tomorrow's class to today, and tomorrow would be a little more free. "My math class is the second period tomorrow, please remember the time, Mr. Lu."

"Okay, okay! Thank you for your help!" Lu Bingjie smiled happily, "Then Teacher Xiaotong, I'll be leaving first."

Tong Yao waved goodbye to her.

I'm going to see those kids again.

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After the third class, the teacher of Class 7 seemed to delay the class.

Fearing that the students would run to the music classroom, Tong Yao simply waited at the back door. Soon, there was a commotion inside, and the back door was opened. Tong Yao walked up to stop the first student rushing out, but the result was -

Got hit in the face.

"Ah!" A girl exclaimed, "Teacher Tong, are you okay?"

Tong Yao rubbed her shoulders and glanced at the culprit who bumped into her, named Ruan Qian. She looked depressed but quickly adjusted herself:

"fine."

Ruan Qian cried and said, "I'm sorry, Teacher Tong... I was too impatient..."

And, and... it's so soft...

The little girl felt embarrassed.

"It's okay, really." Tong Yao smiled, "Go to the podium and tell them that the next music class has been swapped with tomorrow's math class."

"what?"

Ruan Qian was confused.

It’s not that I don’t understand what the teacher says, but…

She felt extremely embarrassed that Teacher Tong asked her to pass on a message in front of so many people.

It can't be done, it can't be done at all.

She was at the bottom of the class, with the worst grades. She had been criticized in public notices and was asked to stand on the podium and loudly convey the teacher's words... It was like a joke.

"Teacher..." Ruan Qian shrugged her head and said unhappily, "I'll let Ji Chen talk to her..."

She turned around and tried to leave, but was stopped by someone in a low voice. Tong Yao looked at her, as if she understood what was going on, and said:

"I'll tell you for myself."

Ruan Qian stood there in a daze.

Tong Yao walked up to the podium and called out to several students who were about to run out:

"Don't worry, the next music class will be changed to math class."

"what??"

There was a cry of grief in the class.

Although Teacher Tong is attractive and pleasing to the eye, mathematics is really torturous.

"What?" Tong Yao laughed. "I'm not taking your music class away. Teacher Lu has to go out for something. I'll give it back to you in math class tomorrow."

"Teacher Tong, please come to the music class!" Some boys took the opportunity to make trouble, which led to a lot of people following suit.

Tong Yao didn't take it seriously. He didn't know music theory. Even if he took the music class, would Lu Bingjie have to take math class tomorrow?

The forty-minute class was about to pass quickly. The chalk left a wall of beautiful blackboard writing on the blackboard. I blew my fingers and said on a whim:

"Based on the techniques I just taught you, I'll assign you a question. Students who listen carefully can solve it in one minute. It's page 67, question . Hmm... I'll ask a classmate to do it on the spot."

The whole class became nervous in an instant, and wherever their eyes swept over, the students who usually stared at the beautiful teacher became timid.

There are exceptions, like Ji Chen and Yin Jiali, who looked at her confidently, their eyes saying "I can do it, click me".

Tong Yao took two steps and rubbed her shoulders. She had been hit hard during the break. This little girl, Ruan Qian... was about the same height as her and quite strong.

Okay, it's decided -

"Ruan Xi."

Ruan Qian, feeling extremely uncomfortable, stood up in despair.

"Have you any ideas?" Tong Yao asked.

Ruan Qian only felt her face flushed and shook her head slightly.

"It's okay, sit down." Tong Yao pressed her temples, "This is homework, I'll check it in class tomorrow... Ah, I don't have class tomorrow, so everyone should be more responsible."

The bell rings.

After the fourth get out of class, the freshmen went to eat first, while the sophomores and juniors stayed in the classroom to do eye exercises, assuming that the fourth class teacher was supervising.

A few top students took out their homework and wanted to take this opportunity to do some writing.

"Hey," said the nursery rhyme, "everyone should take care of your eyes. Don't do your homework now."

Perhaps unable to withstand her gaze, the students all obediently did eye exercises.

This period of time should be the most comfortable time for nursery rhymes in the classroom.

Everyone had their eyes closed except her.

Discovered another privilege of being a teacher.

She can walk around and sometimes discover little secrets in some students' drawers.