The first spoiled marriage: the sweetheart of the president - Chapter 785

Jun Zhimu is in a bad mood. He went into the grade leader’s office to get information. Although he was silent as usual, the teachers in the office still felt that he was in a bad mood today.

For this new little teacher, at the beginning, people had different opinions and guessed that it should be the leader’s relatives.

Look at him, he is so young, he has no experience as a teacher, and he is dissatisfied secretly. Moreover, he is a new comer who neither deals with them nor understands the titles of the upper and lower generations in the workplace. The old teacher deliberately embarrasses him. This excellent teacher who has been teaching for more than 20 years has been called over by the headmaster and scolded. Since then, no one dares to provoke this mark teacher again.

The grade director secretly inquired about the news, but came back in vain. He only knew that mark was not a relative of the leader.

The school leader even gave him a private office.

He is an inexplicable psychology teacher in senior three. He didn’t have this course in senior three, and he only has one class a week, and he often absences from class. He even gives him such good treatment.

However, the teachers did not dare to be dissatisfied. Instead, they kept away from the mark teacher.

Jun Zhimu is very unsociable. He suddenly feels that he doesn’t want to come to class. He just calls someone to replace him. For example, last week, he went back to Jun’s home in a city.

He worked in Jun’s kitchen for seven days and almost burned it

He couldn’t make it to the stage. Just now, I saw the students gathered together and laughed. The box of sushi rolls they ate was so beautiful.

There is a stuffy air in junzhimu’s heart.

I don’t know what he is stubborn about. He has to surpass the cooking level of that box of sushi rolls.

“Mark, after school this afternoon, our teacher has a dinner party. Would you like to join us…”

Just as junzhimu was about to leave the big office with the information, a shy voice behind him called him.

Jun Zhimu turns his head. In front of her, the female teacher is very young. She has straight black hair and shoulders. Her eyes are clean and bright. Her face is beautiful. Her temperament is pure and quiet. She is similar to his sister Jun Zhiyan.

Jun Zhi Mu doesn’t know what’s wrong. He stares at the female teacher for a long time and seems to be thinking about something.

Seeing him looking at herself, the female teacher blushed slightly and was a little shy. She asked again, “would you like to have dinner with us and get to know more people…”

“You had a good time.” Junzhimu finally declined.

I didn’t say one more word to the female teacher and went back to his own private office.

Pure and quiet?

Dignified, generous and decent?

Personality, publicity?

Jun Zhi Mu is walking slowly in the corridor with a lesson preparation material in his hand, but his mind is confused and angry.

Although he has no experience of falling in love, he can easily see his love in women’s eyes. Women of different shapes and colors are different.

Why do you want her?

The more you think about it, the uglier your face will be. Is it because you are completely ignored by her that you want to conquer her?

He is not such a boring person.

She’s not playing hard to get.

Junzhimu never does stupid things on the spur of the moment. If he wants to do something, there must be a certain reason after careful consideration.

But he couldn’t understand it.

Once upon a time, he disdained cooking most.

Everyone is good at everything. We should not cover everything. It’s just a waste of time and affects efficiency. No matter what kind of top food he wants to eat, Chinese food and Western food, as long as he can come to the front with his mouth, why waste his time in the place full of lampblack.

Even if Lu Qinan was in love, he would think it was stupid.

What are you arguing about?

Jun Zhimu was upset. He began to prepare the courseware in the afternoon. He felt more and more stupid. The thought of leaving here and going back to the place that originally belonged to him flashed through his mind.

This afternoon, junzhimu came to the classroom with cold air.

As always, the multimedia classroom with more than 200 people is full of students, all dressed in blue school uniform, school rules forbid hair dyeing, and there are all black heads under the stage. At first glance, it’s really hard to distinguish these faces.

Jun Zhimu doesn’t have much enthusiasm for teaching. Today, even his previous roll call is omitted. The students under the stage are disappointed, especially the girls. When the teacher calls their names, they are always excited.

On the blackboard, Jun Zhimu simply wrote today’s psychological theme, intimacy.

His eyes looked at the computer screen operation, and his voice was low, slightly cold. “In psychology, there are six characteristics of intimacy: understanding, care, dependence, tacit understanding, trust, commitment…”

The projector plays a detailed explanation of the teaching content.

Jun Zhimu’s class is really old-fashioned, like reading aloud, and there is no fluctuation in his voice. His voice is very nice, but it’s always easy for people to think and go to other places.

“Teacher, I have a problem!”

A bold girl student raised her hand high, with a youthful and confident smile on her face, and actively wanted to speak.

“What’s the problem?”

Jun Zhimu looked up at the girl with a flat voice.

The girl was very excited and immediately stood upright with a bright voice, “if the teacher wants to form an intimate relationship with others, what should be the first step…”

“Get to know each other first.” When the question was not finished, he was sent back by Jun Zhimu.

This tone is clearly in the blame, the student did not recognize, good to hear, “OK, thank you, teacher.” Students are not discouraged, such a simple dialogue, has been very satisfied.

“Teacher!”

“Teacher, I have a problem, too!”

This classroom atmosphere suddenly warm up, the students are very enthusiastic, high hands up, a few classes before we are very reserved, obediently listen to the class, a word also dare not say, now someone started, want to try.

Jun’s Mu’s eyebrows are tight. He thinks it’s noisy.

There was another person in the class who thought it was too noisy. Qiao bao’er had been sleeping well in the corner of the last row. He looked up in confusion and saw that the students around him seemed crazy and the voices were boiling. How could they all hold up their hands as if they had money.

Qiao Baoer raised her head from the desk, and Jun Zhimu of the platform saw her.

Jun Zhi Mu was stunned for three seconds.

His deep and complicated eyes flashed with amazement. How could she be here.

She has been skipping his classes and looking for someone to replace him.

Compared with her active classmates, Qiao bao’er was lazy and sleepy. She soon decided that there was no natural or man-made disaster. She was relieved and went back to the desk, ready to continue to sleep through this boring class.

Originally, she wanted to sneak back to the dormitory to make up for sleep, but recently, the house management aunt was strict. Anyway, in the classroom with more than 200 people, she was sleeping on her stomach.

“Qiao Baoer!” The idea of fluke was broken by the sudden roll call.

The whole room quieted down.

I don’t know why Mark called Qiao bao’er suddenly. Everyone’s eyes looked back and forth between the teacher with complicated face on the stage and the girl in the last row who was obviously sleeping on her stomach.

It’s very disrespectful of this girl to sleep in Mark’s class!

Qiao bao’er has been in a state of insufficient sleep. Under the pressure of study, she has to work hard to do the test papers and go to the milk tea shop on the night shift. In addition, she is too full for lunch today. Now her brain is a little confused and she can’t feel the sharp eyes around her.

She next to the seat of Sima an gently pushed her, “sister, the teacher called you.”

Qiao bao’er just stood up, her vision is hazy, the classroom of more than 200 people, in her eyes, is a black head, the teacher figure on the platform is also vague.

“Come to my office, job.” The voice was cold, commanding, and irresistible.

If others may be afraid, they look at the teacher in panic.

However, Qiao bao’er has been through many battles, and has been in and out of the principal’s office for many times. This person is not afraid of boiling water. At most, he is scolded. He just sleeps in class, but he can’t help her.

Under the attention of the whole audience, she still lowered her head, with a bit of sleepiness, slowly followed the male teacher out of the big classroom.

Sima an’s men consciously want to pull her, “Xuejie.”

The teacher called her to the office obviously for training. Sima an, a student, had no right to stop her. He could only watch her go out.

Even Fang Mei and Zhu Xiaowei are worried. This mark teacher is always cold, and Qiao bao’er is suddenly called to the office by him.