Chapter 38 The Charm and Connotation of Old Antiques

The student exchange meeting between the two schools and the exchange between students are certainly one thing. But teacher-to-teacher discussions are also important.

Before eight o'clock in the morning, the old antique was pulled over for a meeting as the leading teacher of the 60th Middle School.

Looking at the entire venue, none of the teachers were known by old antiques. The whispers that seeped through the air, and the old antique could vaguely hear the other teachers talking about him. What kind of nerd in history class, I only know that teaching actually has no ability at all......

In fact, whether it is an old antique who is a teacher now, or a student in the past. Those students who specialize in the flying sword department and the Fu seal department have always been critical of the students who study history theory.

Now even though the old antiques have become a teacher, these people who teach flying swords and draw talismans also look down on teaching history in their hearts. I always feel that these people are very wooden and have no real talents.

The old antique has always called these "discriminations" "stereotypes" in private.

This reminded the old antique of his former student days.

Gossip, he listened a lot. So even if I hear it now, my expression is very calm, just sighing that the deceased is like a husband, and I will never be able to return to the beautiful green years of the past.

At the morning meeting of the teachers of the two schools, the topic of discussion was naturally the incident of the collapse of the porcelain gang, which was hotly discussed in the morning newspaper.

This incident is quite a big one. Because the branch of the porcelain gang in Peiyuan District has always been a big trouble for the Xiuzhen Police Bureau, which has jurisdiction over this area, and now it has been disintegrated overnight, and the students and teachers have passed ten or ten to hundred, and everyone knows everything when they chat.

"Teachers, be quiet! Now the regular meeting officially begins......"

The teacher who presided over the meeting was Director Xie of No. 59 Middle School: "Seeing that everyone is having a heated discussion, everyone must have heard of it. It happened very suddenly. Although it is currently in Peiyuan District, there are still a small number of remnants of the porcelain gang who are taking the opportunity to make trouble. But for now, we don't have to worry about students going out and touching porcelain. The focus of this meeting was also issued by the General Administration of 100 Schools as soon as the incident occurred, mainly to hear the opinions of the teachers on the reorganization of the 'General Administration of Harmony' by Mrs. Dong after the collapse of the porcelain gang in our district......"

Director Xie's remarks once again sparked heated discussions in the audience, and the teachers exchanged heads and discussed with great eagerness.

Her eyes noticed the old antiques, and found that the history teacher of the foreign school was extraordinarily quiet, silently listening to the opinions of the teachers, and nodding frequently to show a gentle smile...... I could see that Director Xie's face was inexplicably hot.

Some people agree with the existence of the General Bureau of Harmony and think that it is beneficial, and a male teacher nodded: "Although the porcelain gang did make a lot of mistakes in the past, destroying social harmony and civilization, and at the same time bringing heavy economic losses to teachers and students in the surrounding areas. But now the reorganized General Administration of Harmony is specifically against the porcelain gang and supervises those bad behaviors in society. I think it's good! ”

A female teacher snorted and raised a voice of disapproval: "What is good! It's just a different way to harass. When I went to work in the morning, an old lady stopped me for a long time because I ran a yellow light. I've lost my spirit sword! I was almost late for work! ”

A female teacher on the side was suddenly shocked: "Teacher Lin's spirit sword...... Is it electric? ”

"That's right! These days, I have been batching homework until midnight every day, and I really have no strength. My Chanel's new electric spirit sword is good, and it saved me a lot of spiritual power. I can face work with full energy every day! ”

The female teacher proudly pulled her hair, and then stretched out a palm: "The most important thing is that you can charge it for five minutes and take two hours for Edgeworth!" I would like to recommend it to all of you here! ”

"Really? That's great, too! Where did you buy it? ”

"Tianmeow and Jingxi are both sold!"

"Isn't it expensive?"

"Tianmeow Huabei! Jingxi Baitiao, these things are very useful! ”

"......" Director Xie's face suddenly darkened.

This bunch of guys...... Holding a meeting in front of outsiders and paying so little attention to discipline, what kind of system is this?!

She secretly glanced at the old antiques on the side as if she was used to seeing strong winds and waves, and the corners of Director Xie Huaichun's mouth couldn't help twitching.

…… Fortunately, the teacher didn't say anything. Otherwise, this face will be lost!

Suppressing the anger, Director Xie reminded in a low voice: "...... Please pay attention to it. Don't go too far...... This is a direct instruction issued by the General Administration of 100 Schools, and I hope you can take it seriously. ”

The majesty of the director is still there, and when he heard Director Xie's words, several female teachers who were babbling suddenly quieted down. At the same time, his eyes looked at the old antique gratefully.

That is, when the teachers from other schools are there, Director Xie will speak so calmly. If it had been normal times, Director Xie would have been unable to suppress the power of the desolation in his body a long time ago, and would have used coercion to deter the Quartet.

Before Wang Ling set foot in the Fifty-Nine Middle School...... The most perishable of the fifty-nine is the table in the teacher's conference room. Every time Director Xie was so angry at the meeting that the coercion was uncontrollable, the table leg was broken.

The rectangular table that is now placed in front of the old antique was just arrived two days ago.

Seeing that the scene was quiet, Director Xie secretly breathed a sigh of relief.

Thinking of the messy student exchange meeting hosted by Tang Jingze yesterday, Director Xie felt scared in his heart.

After all, not everyone has the same magnetic field as Sun Rong.

Moreover, the kind of national school flower-level girl's electromagnetic cannon can't be imitated by old antiques.

However, Wang Ling has always felt that as a fat man, the old antique has its own unique personal charm.

Before the old antique came to Fifty-Nine Middle School, Director Xie did all aspects of investigation on this fat man who had been teaching in Sixty Middle School for more than ten years and ranked first in praise all year round. In addition to the beginning to the end, carry it out to the end, the gentleness of the people before and after...... She never understood what appealed to her students.

The main reason is the dexterous transformation and application of the two sets of image patterns of the old antiques.

Usually in front of students, the old antiques in the state of "gossip mode" prefer to maintain an approachable and funny image. But that doesn't mean that the antique itself is an unreserved person...... For example, when the regular meeting of teachers is held now, the old antique has opened the second set of "literary mode" mode.

What is Literary Youth?

is to say inexplicable things, do inexplicable things, act indifferently, and speak very briefly...... At first glance, it doesn't sound like much, but after thinking about it carefully, I suddenly feel that it makes sense!

To be honest, in comparison, Wang Ling actually prefers the second set of images of old antiques. Because he always learns a lot of golden sentences from it.

But this kind of antique with a completely different style of painting is not something that can be easily seen in ordinary times.

Therefore, when he got up early in the morning from the old antique and began to go out from the school building, Wang Ling has been secretly observing with the eye of the sky......

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Obviously, after Director Xie rectified the discipline, the focus of the entire meeting shifted to the old antique, a teacher from another school.

The field was silent, and no one dared to speak.

The morning breeze swept through the window, brushing the antique watermelon head and blowing the neat bangs on the forehead......

Director Xie was stunned, and inexplicably felt that this fat man was quite handsome in a sense......

The old antique did not squint, staring at the smooth desktop, on which Director Xie's shadow was reflected.

This scene made Director Xie not calm again: why is he staring at my ...... Inverted image? Could it be...... Interesting to me? Like me, right? Why else are you staring at me?

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The old antique looked at the table blankly, but Wang Ling was a little powerless to complain. This is obviously out of respect! Who has been staring at someone's face all the time in a meeting? How rude is that?!

Facing Director Xie Huaichun, Wang Ling's mood is very complicated now, because it is obvious that this is another self-attacking old girl with Huaichun......

Wait a minute! ……

Why do you say it...... Again?

The old antique has always been an attractive person, and it belongs to the kind that is more pleasing to the eye the more you look at it. This is what Wang Ling called personal charm and ...... Connotation.

Do you understand the connotation? The connotation of literary youth...... How can the average person understand? The connotation of old antiques is not something that Sun Rong can imitate...... The types of their raiders are different. Sun Rong's strategy is a passerby, an antique raider...... It's Auntie.

Thereupon.

Five minutes passed......

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Director Xie still didn't ask questions, but he felt that looking at the old antiques, his face became hotter and hotter, and as his name suggests, he really looked like a young girl with a spring in her arms.

The old antique had been staring at the desktop for a long time, and Director Xie was full of shame...... It's the first time I've been stared at by a man for so long.

And everyone just followed Director Xie and quietly looked at the old antiques. Some female teachers have sharp eyes, and they always feel that Director Xie's face seems to be a little red......

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Ten minutes passed.

There was still no sound, and the entire conference room could be heard silently.

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And then.

Twenty minutes passed......

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Wang Ling: "......"

The old antique hair is still accompanied by the breeze, so hysterically floating. His eyes looked at Director Xie with a look of tenderness: "Director Xie, do you want to ask me any questions?" ”

Director Xie was suddenly stunned by this slightly magnetic voice, and it was only at this time that she found out...... I haven't even asked the old antique questions!

Director Xie's face suddenly turned red, revealing the shy expression of an old girl: "Ah~ Teacher Wang, I'm really embarrassed......"

The teachers in the audience were shocked......

What do they see?

What did they hear?

What the hell is this slightly delicate "ah" on the vocal cords?

…… A 10,000-year-old virgin who is nearly middle-aged, has been in the workplace for many years, and is not shocked when she encounters problems, actually apologized?! Actually blushing?!

And, he actually showed a nymphomaniac-like intoxicated expression to a fat man who taught history...... Got a big groove!? Is this the rhythm of love at first sight? Damn, this plot development is a little incomprehensible!

Wang Ling was already stunned: "......"

It can only be said that old antiques deserve to be old antiques...... didn't even enter a blood hole, and actually attacked the most difficult old bone in the fifty-nine......

I saw that the old antique nodded calmly, still maintaining the indifference of the literary youth.

Now, the old antique feels that the time is fully ripe.

At this time, although the scene was slightly embarrassing, it was the turn of literary and artistic young people to save the scene......

Tilting his head slightly, the afterglow of the old antique swept through the window.

Accompanied by the cool breeze, the next words of the old antique shook everyone's heart.

"Today's wind is very dazzling......"

In the conference room, all the teachers couldn't help but get goosebumps.

Except for the old antiques and Director Xie who were intoxicated with the atmosphere of literature and art, the other teachers obviously felt that the temperature of the conference room, which was already cold, had plummeted by several points......