Chapter 87: Conflict with the instructor
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Han Zihe came to the shade of flowers and saw Chu Zheng leaning against a castor tree, kicking the little stone under his feet boredly.
Seeing his wife coming, a hint of joy flashed in Chu Zheng's eyes, and then it was a little regretful.
This expression made Han Zihe confused.
"What's wrong?" Han Zihe looked down at her clothes - a small white light blue plaid shirt, paired with sky blue jeans, and wearing canvas sneakers and jeans under her feet... It's quite neat!
"I thought you would change into training uniforms!" Chu Zheng pulled his wife's little hand, shook it, with a coquettish tone, "If we change into training uniforms, we will stand together, it looks like a parent-child outfit..."
"Bao, bah, bah, bah! That's called couple outfit, okay! Don't scream if you don't know!" Han Zihe swung his fist and chased him and beat him.
After enough beats, Han Zihe said while Ren Chuzheng rubbing her hands, "There are many men and women in this military camp, and everyone wears the same clothes. It's too boring to use this as a couple outfit and it's too solemn!"
"Yes, yes, or too wise, I'm a little bit too little!" Chu Zheng pulled his wife and sat on a quiet grass, without any straight face in his mouth, so he was punched several times...
Hissing, wife, why does your soft little fist hurt so much when you hit someone
"This is not home, don't mess around! If the students see it, what's the majesty of being a teacher? If this is true, then let's see how you compensate me!"
Han Zihe's voice became gentle at this moment, and his watery eyes looked over with affectionate expressions, which immediately made Chu Zheng guarantee to be honest.
In fact, what is fun in the military camp is just that when you are in love, you will be happy even if you sit wither and look at the sky together.
Han Zihe and Chu Zheng walked around the quiet little man's area hand in hand for a few times, and an hour had passed.
Chu Zheng set a place to stay here. Although he had some small thoughts, he didn't have nothing to do. Even in the days that followed, he became busy, and the couple could only talk a few words on the phone.
"Go back! If you are busy, we can contact each other by phone. Anyway, we live in the same camp, and we can't meet each other, and we feel happy!" This is the only sweet word that Han Zihe said in the past six months.
As soon as these words came out, Chu Zheng was overjoyed and didn't know where to put his hands and feet: "Then, I'll call you at a certain time every night, just like when I went to the sanatorium."
"It's good that you're not busy. I'm very idle anyway!" After Han Zihe said this, he glanced around and saw that there was no one around. He immediately kissed his palm and blew the "kiss" in his palm to Chu Zheng in one breath.
Chu Zheng was not a fool either. Seeing this, he jumped up and grabbed the "kiss" tightly. His hands were slightly opened and closed and held the "kiss" from his wife. He placed it on his heart... His eyes narrowed and sighed comfortably like infinite enjoyment.
His superb acting skills made Han Zihe laugh and bent.
Seeing this, Chu Zheng curled a smug curl at the corner of his mouth. While his wife was unprepared, a tiger rushed forward, hugged her tightly, and jumped away quickly.
This series of movements was as smooth as flowing, and it was so smooth that Han Zihe couldn't bear to slap him away.
(Chu Zheng: Sweat. How difficult is it. Having such a skilled wife is simply a test of his professional quality!)
After parting with Lieutenant Colonel Chu, Han Zihe turned out of the flower bed and returned to the dormitory building. Looking at the teachers who were originally strolling in groups in front of the building, he knew that he could go back to the dormitory.
When she was about to reach the floor of the business management class, Han Zihe heard a quarrel from above. Before she could tell where the sound came from, she saw the teacher from the business management class B hurried downstairs.
The head teacher of Business Management Class B. As soon as he saw Han Zihe, he was like seeing a savior, and quickly grabbed her and said hurriedly: "Teacher Xiao Han, I have found you! Come and take a look! The students in your class are having a fight with the instructor!"
What rice! Han Zihe was surprised! - You don't have to be so fierce, little friends! You fight wherever you go, challenge everywhere, and you are confrontational. Are you sure you don't want to change it?
There is no way, who told me to let the dean trick him into the pirate ship
At this time, Han Zihe felt no longer at all protested. He followed the head teacher of Class B upstairs very much, preparing to clean up the mess.
"What's the short-haired girl in your class called Dong, Dong Zhi, yes, she is a female student named Dong Zhi. She will push her back with the instructor in charge of your class. You will meet you later, don't be too protective of the children. It is important to know that the instructors have to take care of them for two months!" The head teacher of Class B reminded him while walking.
Han Zihe smiled bitterly. She had been taking care of the students for half a month. How could she understand if she had encountered a problem because she was looking for trouble!
Thinking of this, Han Zihe realized that he had not asked the reason yet: "What did they make a fuss?"
The head teacher of Class B sighed: "Actually, we can't blame all the students in your class, but who has made the name of "Business Management Class C" have been on the same page for more than ten years and are restless! That instructor also took over this class at the same time, so I guess he was very depressed!"
The head teacher of Class B is very capable of wailou. As he said, he went astrayed himself. After talking for a long time, he didn't say the point.
OK, needless to say - they have arrived at the corridor where teachers and students confront each other.
The corridor was crowded with students and instructors.
Han Zihe did not make a sound at the first time, but glanced at the entire floor.
Although the narrative of the head teacher in Class B is unreliable, fortunately, she is not a Chinese teacher, so she can be enough if she sees enough eyesight.
Because he saw Han Zihe silently, he did not speak, so he observed it first, so he didn't talk much.
I saw that the corridor was filled with girls from three classes of business management, and the innermost floor was from Class C.
No matter who is right or wrong, I only look at the students in Class A. Putting aside their opinions on Class C, they are unambiguous in terms of unanimity. The current appearance of unity against the enemy is really a bit deterrent.
The innermost part of the student circle is six instructors, including three men and three women, some assertives and some assaults. It is not known whether they are in a strait or not.
Because Dong Zhi's goal is quite obvious, Han Zihe saw the female instructor who confronted her at a glance. She thought she should be the instructor in charge of Class C of Business Management.
I saw the female instructor, who was only twenty-eight or nine years old, had neat short hair, dark skin, thin eyebrows, thin eyes, small mouth and small nose, not tall, but her figure was convex and convex. When you look closely, it was considered pretty.
She and Dong Zhi's beauty with thick eyebrows and big eyes, which echoed the fun.
After observing for a while, Han Zihe knew it. She smiled and took a step forward, and finally started to intervene: "Hello everyone, I am the leading teacher of Business Management Class C... If you have any questions, you can tell me."
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Chapter completed!