The next morning, Qianxing came to the place where Zhuang Yibo lived again.

She rang the doorbell, and after a few seconds, Zhuang Yibo opened the door.

"You got up so early?" Qian Xing entered the door, looked at the computer on the coffee table, and couldn't help but say, "What are you looking at early in the morning?"

"Looking for a job." Zhuang Yibo replied, "Or won't you support me?"

Qianxing heard this and walked to her computer to look at it. Sure enough, he saw that she was checking the recruitment information. He couldn't help but feel relieved. Then he looked up at her and said, "You know what I'm in now, but in the past few years."

We all work harder, and after a decade or so, life will be better.”

"After ten years?" Zhuang Yibo exhaled slowly and said, "Then I have to find a good job and wait."

Qianxing heard this, smiled and hooked her neck, and accompanied her to study the recruitment information.

In fact, with Zhuang Yibo's professionalism, these recruitment is not a good position. In Qianxing's words, she can go to Huo's tutor Yueyue Piano like before, and if she is willing to recruit two more students, this way

It is easy to earn and high income.

However, Zhuang Yibo did not accept her proposal, but instead found another art training school.

This school is very different from the training center she used to be. She also teaches one-on-one in the training center, but at this school, she has to tutor seven or eight children at the same time.

In Qianxing's view, such a job is not suitable for Zhuang Yibo from any aspect, and it is even out of place with her. Perhaps in her eyes, Zhuang Yibo should also be a fairy who is not in the world, even if it is

When teaching the piano, you should be fairy-like, dignified and elegant, rather than dealing with a group of children of different ages in such a noisy environment.

But Zhuang Yibo chose such a job, spending a lot of commuting time every day, traveling between school and residence, and then spending all his energy to teach the children who are taking group classes, making them exhausted.

Qianxing felt that she didn't understand at first, but later, seeing that she fell asleep after coming back for several days, she probably understood something.

She no longer said anything more, just worried that Zhuang Yibo would damage her body if she continued like this.

Zhuang Yibo just said, "This is the initial stage, so I'm not used to it. It will be better if I adapt slowly later. You don't have to worry."

It is impossible to say that you are not worried, but as the school starts, Qianxing still has to return to Huai City School.

The only thing that made her feel at ease was that Zhuang Yibo would share with her what happened in school with her every day. It seemed that she was returning to normal little by little.

In this way, it is the best.

...

Zhuang Yibo's work is indeed going well. Although it is very hard and tiring, the people and things she has to face and deal with are much more complicated and difficult than before, but for some reason, she likes her current life very much.

Therefore, she goes to and from work seriously every day, teaches the children in the class seriously, shares life with Qianxing seriously, and learns various skills of living alone seriously.

The world is big and seems to be very small; there are so many people in the world, but there are very few people related to her.

In this way, everything is just right.

But occasionally when it is late at night, she will suddenly wake up from her sleep, open her eyes and look around blankly, and then fall asleep in the sound of her messy breathing.

But that night, after opening his eyes, Zhuang Yibo did not fall asleep again.

It was faintly vaguely, she always heard movement outside the bedroom.

A thief entered the door?

She thought about this, but she didn't care much, and she didn't even want to get up to take a look. She just hopes that the thief can finish the work and leave early, so that she can fall asleep early as possible.

She lay on the bed, counting the time and waiting silently, but not long after, she suddenly heard a "ding" sound from outside.

That's...the sound of the microwave finishing work.

Will the thief come into her home to use her microwave?

Zhuang Yibo finally sat up slowly.

She didn't know what she was thinking, but she had already got out of bed, put on slippers, walked to the door, and opened the door.

The lights were on in the living room, the TV was on, and a comedy she had watched recently was playing. The lunch box she was going to take to school tomorrow was on the coffee table, which was emitting a lingering heat, and the sofa she often sat on

There was a person sitting inside, watching TV while eating her lunch box.
Chapter completed!