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

"What do you mean? Is Teacher Tong leaving or not?"

"You're not really going to teach a class, are you?"

"Let's go to the school to protest..."

Ruan Qian quickly stopped him and said:

"Don't worry, Teacher Tong said he won't leave."

Everyone breathed a sigh of relief and started to joke around. The classroom was filled with joy as if it were a holiday:

"Haha, Ruan Qian's words are still effective."

"Ruan Qian, keep an eye on your teacher Tong!"

Although she knew her classmates were only joking, the girl still blushed. Her fantasies about the future were beautiful and dreamy. One day, she would walk into the marriage hall with Teacher Tong, and she wanted... to get the blessings of her classmates.

That had to be the best wedding.

Night self-study.

Tong Yao entered Class 4 for her class. As soon as she stepped onto the podium, she found "Teacher Tong, don't leave" written on the corner of the blackboard.

The rounded artistic words are very delicate, and are outlined with chalks of different colors.

She was slightly stunned and looked at the audience. The students were all staring at her eagerly, secretly observing her expression.

At this moment, she thought that no matter what title, what qualifications, or what great opportunities she had, they were no longer important.

"Why write this?" she whispered. "It would be embarrassing if other teachers saw it."

Xu Yin and the Arts and Culture Committee member raised their hands, looking nervous:

"Teacher Tong, we wrote it."

The nursery rhyme blinked and picked up the blackboard eraser:

"Then I'll wipe it first."

Everyone was stunned, thinking that this was Teacher Tong’s answer.

"I'm not leaving." Tong Yao added.

The students in the next door class three were reviewing seriously, when they suddenly heard enthusiastic cheers from class four on the other side of the wall. They started to complain, “What are you making so much noise for?” and “Are you sick?”

Tong Yao sent a message to the dean on WeChat, briefly explaining that she did not want to be a class teacher for the time being. The dean did not say anything, nor did he criticize her, a new teacher with the lowest status. In the final analysis, it was the family background that played a role. No one wanted to offend a low-key rich second generation for no reason.

After the last evening self-study class, she turned off her cell phone and walked out of the classroom. She saw the pretty girl at the other end of the corridor, carrying her schoolbag and smiling at her with her head tilted.

This might be the child she owed in her previous life.

Chapter 93: Just for a moment

The opening test obviously puts a lot of pressure on students.

When Ruan Qian arrived at Tong Yao's dormitory, she went into the bedroom with her schoolbag, spread a pile of books on the table, and the test papers in the folder were about to burst the folder.

"Don't learn too late." Tong Yao stood at the door of the little girl's bedroom. She found that the light was a little dim, so she took a desk lamp from her room and two cups of yogurt from the refrigerator and placed them in front of the little girl. "Raise your head higher, or you'll go blind."

Turn on the desk lamp and orange light fills the table.

Seeing that Ruanruan was studying seriously, she turned around and wanted to leave, but the chair behind her suddenly made a noise of rubbing against the floor. She turned around and found the little girl lying on the back of the chair, looking at her with her tender eyes:

"Teacher Tong...can you stay with me for a while?"

Can she say no?

Can't tell.

The girl added: "If you are busy, forget it..."

"Not busy." Tong Yao sat down on the bed. "I'm here with you. You can study with peace of mind."

Ruan Qian murmured "hmm".

She feels most at ease with Teacher Tong around.

Tong Yao picked up a book of the little girl's wrong answers and felt more and more relieved the more she read it. The book was very detailed, the handwriting was neat and beautiful, the wrong questions were becoming more and more meaningful, and every few pages you could see a few inspiring words, probably for the little girl to encourage herself.

“You feel tired because you are climbing up.”

“Since you have chosen the distant place, you should just keep going regardless of wind and rain.”

Is chicken soup meaningful? In fact, if you think about it carefully, you will find its loopholes, but there is no need to think about it, because it can really inspire people like a pyramid scheme.

She glanced at the little girl who was buried in her head, and felt a little sorry for her efforts. Nowadays, children have a hard time studying, especially those in No. 1 Middle School. The test at the beginning of the school year has a special meaning. It will represent your status during the winter vacation. Whether to take the opportunity to slack off or overtake others, everyone has their own choice.

"Teacher Tong, this question..." Ruan Qian suddenly spoke and pushed the previous test paper towards Tong Yao.

After reading the question, the nursery rhyme said:

"Look at more mid-level questions, and don't bother yourself with difficult questions at this time."

"But I feel really frustrated when I don't know how to answer some questions..."

Tong Yao laughed, picked up a pen, and slowly explained the problem to the little girl.

"You have to learn to give up in exams, okay?" she said. "It's best to finish the multiple-choice questions, fill-in-the-blank questions in 130 minutes, leaving the last question and the third question for the finale. If you get all the others right, you can still get more than points."

Ruan Qian stuck out her tongue: "But I always want to do it...but I can't do it."

People with obsessive-compulsive disorder will feel uncomfortable doing the questions at the end if the first part of the question is left blank.

Tong Yao smiled and said: "Adjust slowly and find a method that suits you."

The desk faces the window, the window is ticking, and the sound of raindrops can be heard outside. The spring rain came early, and the room is still very quiet. You can hear the rough sound of the pen tip scratching the paper. The little girl under the desk lamp has a tired look on her face. Tong Yao looks at the time, it's already one o'clock.

She closed the book and put it on the table:

"Don't stay up late, go to bed."

"Read this question!" the little girl exclaimed.

Tong Yao agreed and looked at her phone. Soon, she heard the little girl exhale, probably because she had finished reading. She was about to get up, but a hand pressed on her thigh.

Tong Yao was stunned.

The little girl squatted in front of her, looking up at her, her face flushed:

"Teacher Tong, I have an exam tomorrow... Can you give me some encouragement?"

Tong Yao's face suddenly felt hot. This child...how could he be like this!

"No, go to sleep."

But the little girl refused to leave. She lay on Tong Yao's legs and begged softly:

"Just a kiss."

"Not even for a moment."

Tong Yao felt that the child was becoming more and more disrespectful. She never required him to behave like this before exams before.

A hint of sadness appeared on Ruan Qian's face. She propped herself up, her eyes even a little sad.

"Just a kiss, okay?"

Tong Yao was stunned for a moment. After a while, her heart was like an ice cube placed outside, finally melting completely. She said:

"Then... just a kiss."

What she didn't expect was that in an instant, the little girl stood up, pressed her shoulders, and they both fell on the bed. She was pressed underneath and before she had time to be shocked, she felt her lips touching something soft.

This was a gentle predator, who took away her consciousness in the lingering interweaving. She responded subconsciously and weakly. She was the one being savored, losing herself in the long interaction and moaning softly.

Can a kiss last that long?

This was the first thought that popped into her mind after she woke up.

"Soft... it's OK!"

Finally, her face flushed, she tilted her head, and her chest rose and fell violently. The little girl propped herself up to avoid putting her weight on him, then moved aside, still unsatisfied, but not daring to go any further.

Tong Yao sat up and looked at her with shame and anger:

"Didn't I say it was just one kiss?"

The little girl whispered:

"This is also a moment..."

"Don't try to be clever." Tong Yao's face was still hot, and she wanted to put on a stern face, but she didn't have the energy to do so. Finally, she stood up and walked out the door without even looking back.

The teacher's dignity that had left her seemed to never come back.

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"Are you a bad kid?"

Tong Yao was lying on the bed, poking the face of her fox pillow, and asked:

"Where did you learn this?"

"How could I teach you to be like this?"

"Hooligans."

The alarm clock rang, she turned it off and got up depressed.

She had a strange dream last night, and it was this dream that woke her up early.

Although I don't remember what it was, I vaguely know how shameful it was.

The little girl was still sleeping peacefully. It was now 6:40, but she had only slept for more than five hours. Although she felt reluctant, she still knocked on the door and woke the person up.

"Get up."

Ruan Qian woke up, feeling extremely sleepy. But the exam was like a hanging stone hanging over her head, and she had to get up no matter how reluctant she was.

——Compared to the small bed in the school dormitory, the big bed here is so comfortable.

"Teacher Tong..." She shouted while putting on her clothes, "Good morning."

The clothes were not put on properly, and the spring light was exposed. Tong Yao turned away shyly and urged a few times:

"Stop being cheesy and go wash up."

The little girl was very quick and decisive, and quickly packed up, and the two of them went out to the cafeteria together. Along the way, Tong Yao avoided acquaintances, fearing that their affair would be discovered.

Is your mouth not swollen?

She blushed and her heart beat fast when she thought of the kiss last night. This kiss was different from the previous ones, and it was more intense than she had ever experienced.

She...didn't hate this kind of kiss.

After dinner, the two parted ways in front of the teaching building.

"Teacher Tong, I'm leaving!"

"Well, come on."

She put her hands in her pockets, and the hot air she exhaled drifted in the air. During breakfast, the dean asked her to go find him, but she didn't know what to arrange.

She walked to the office, knocked on the door and asked:

"Director, are you looking for me?"

The dean of studies said kindly:

"Little boy, you don't have any invigilation duties, right?"

"Yes, not at all."

"I'm here to discuss the matter of the head teacher of Class 1. Don't refuse yet. It's not that you have been appointed. The school wants to transfer a math teacher from the branch school. It will take about a week. Can you take care of Class 1 for a while these few days?"

Tong Yao was silent. The dean was so humble. If she refused again, she would have to come back three times. Teaching a class for a week? Although it was tiring to teach three classes, it was just the beginning of the school year. In fact, the teaching workload was not that heavy. She had to review papers in a few classes, which was not unacceptable.

She thought about it and said, "Okay, leave it to me."

"Okay, okay, I knew you were reliable, Teacher Tong. You are young and promising, and you have a bright future," the director said with a smile. "By the way, Xiao Tong, are you still recording that online class?"

"Ah?" She was stunned. "Director, do you know?"

"Hey, how could I not know this? You young people should not think that we are out of touch with the front line of education. I am very concerned about your work." The director said, "Your online course has received a very good response. The Education Bureau even asked if it was taught by a teacher from No. 1 Middle School. This is an honor for No. 1 Middle School. You also did not tell the school, leaving us in the dark. The school hopes that you will take time to continue updating it in the future, and it would be best if you could teach other teachers how to do it."