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Chapter 9: Have dinner together tonight

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Qingzhi packed up the living room, went back to the bedroom for lunch, opened WeChat on his mobile phone, and saw a lot of unread information.

First, Zhao Ting sent a 60-second voice message an hour ago.

Qingzhi took out the headphones from her bag and put them on, and clicked to listen.

Qingzhi, what is the initial impression of Meng Jiefu?He Ah, I met you in a competition class half a year ago. It seemed that one day the parents' opening day, he accompanied his nephew to school and listened to you in a class later. He admired you very much. However, he was busy with the company and was worried that you had a boyfriend. Until he saw the article forwarded by my circle of friends, he came to beg me in a hurry, not to introduce others to you and directly push it to him. In this regard, his enthusiasm is quite high.

Qingzhi pressed the voice button with his right thumb and replied softly: Thank you teacher, the initial impression is OK, the future is long.

Next was Meng Jiefu, who sent seven or eight messages, including text and pictures.

Qingzhi, have you arrived at home?Alas, I regret it, I really deserve to send you home.

When I drove back to Jingdu, I saw the Nancheng Flower Market. It turned out that your home was living next to the Nancheng Flower Market, and I was envious.I heard from Teacher Zhao that you like to grow flowers and trees. What varieties do you like? Are you willing to talk to me?

Qingzhi, if there are men in the group who add you, can you refuse?

Alas, I was wrong, I posted it wrong!You think you didn't see it!(Crazy) If you want to add, it’s okay, fair competition (Come on).

Qingzhi, do you have any arrangements tomorrow?Where do you want to play, do you want to watch a movie?

If you want, tell me, I'll pick you up.

Don’t think it’s troublesome, I really don’t. I want to pick you up. I’m very happy. To be honest, I’m really idle on weekends!

Next is a picture, a purebred kitten as white as snow was basking in the sun, and his hands were placed on the cat's back, and it seemed that he was petting a cat.

Qingzhi has liked small animals since she was a child. The information on it was too enthusiastic. She embarrassedly didn't know how to reply. The last picture would not make things difficult for her. She smiled and replied: It's so cute, what is its name?

It is immediately displayed that the typing is being displayed……

Called a kitten.He returns.

Qingzhi was surprised, and she called him a kitten?

Meng Jiefu replied with a grin: It's Ah, so it's called a kitten.

Qingzhi returned with a thumbs up: Return to nature.

Meng Jiefu was embarrassed: It also has an English name.

Qingzhi smiled and said: It’s really tide!What is its name?

Meng Jiefu: I'm waiting for you to get Ah.

Green Branch:…………

Meng Jiefu: No joke, you are an English teacher, you are knowledgeable and you must be better at getting English names than me. Just do a favor and make the kitten international.

Qingzhi lay on the pillow with a corner on his chin, male r female?

Meng Jiefu: Male.

Qingzhi looked at the ceiling and thought: How about Tammy Moss Rice?

Meng Jiefu asked: Good Ah, what does it mean?

Qingzhi: When the sun is gone, youth comes naturally.The moss flowers are as small as rice, and they also bloom like peonies.

Meng Jiefu: Yuan Mei’s poems are OK, really OK.Qingzhi, you are an English teacher, and Chinese studies are so good, I admire you.

Yuan Mei, a poet of the Qing Dynasty, has a history of more than 300 years.

Immediately afterwards, Qingzhi received a photo, which was still a kitten in the sun, but two lines of words were annotated on the left.

Chinese: Kitten.

English: Tammy.

Meng Jiefu asked again: Why do you major in English?

Qingzhi smiled and said: Some people say that learning English is to worship foreigners. I don’t think it’s because it’s more difficult for outsiders to learn Chinese and is not convenient for cultural exchanges and dissemination.I hope my country will become stronger and stronger, so I must bring it in and go out.I love my country and I will always love it.

Meng Jiefu continues to be inputting......

Qingzhi rarely uses her mobile phone to type so many words at high frequency. Her fingers are hot and painful. She quits again and sees more than a dozen unread messages added to the school office group.

The group name was chosen by the group leader Guan Yiren, and was called Luozhong Boy and Girls' Conference Hall. She added herself to the group, and there were a total of four people.

Whether at the age of eighteen or eighty, as long as you have a young boy and a girl, you will never grow old.This is the concept of Guan Yiren as the office director and building an office group.

Qingzhi looked up and chatted about the records.

Guan Yiren: Let me tell you good news and bad news.

Zhang Yang:?

Guan Yiren: Everyone, a freshman will be transferred to our class next week. Please take care of it.

Zhang Yang: What do parents think when this point is turned into?By the way, what good news?

Guan Yiren: Good news is coming, and the green branches are still filled with beautiful fruits. Wang Min

Zhang Yang:?It has nothing to do with me?

Guan Yiren: You won’t teach our class.

Zhang Yang:………

Wang Min: I’m so busy that I just coaxed my grandson to bed. What good news?Yiren said Ah quickly.

Wang Min, 48 years old this year, is an office senior and is approachable.

Guan Yiren: Why is Qingzhi not here?

Zhang Yang: Did you forget?Offline friendship today.

Guan Yiren: Oh oh oh oh oh!Remember it!!

Zhang Yang: Say it quickly.

Guan Yiren: The transfer student is a Korean, handsome, more handsome than the Korean stars I have ever seen, and his skin is so tender that it can produce water.

Zhang Yang: Flower-boy, how do you know?Haven't the person arrived yet?

Guan Yiren: His father added me, and his son's photos were published in the circle of friends.

Zhang Yang: Send it out and take a look, I guess it’s not as handsome as me.

Guan Yiren: You are poisonous, so I suggest you build a sect that you admire.

Zhang Yang: Let it go.

Then send a picture.

The boy who looks like a boy and a girl stands in the valley, opens his hands, tilts his beautiful face, embraces the world and the sunshine, with a leisurely expression and extraordinary appearance.

Zhang Yang: Just be a little handsome than me.

Guan Yiren: Please, shut up, Zhang Yang!

Wang Min: It's really handsome, oh no, I'll suffer in the next few classes, and the girl probably has to come out.

Zhang Yang: Does he know the language of our country?

Guan Yiren: Yes, his father is Chinese. It seems that he divorced his wife a while ago, and the child returns to China with his father.

Zhang Yang: What about the bad news?

Guan Yiren dumped a link to a WeChat sports mini program, and his tone was very depressed: Comrades, the new education director is also a monster. This is an activity called Sunshine Sports, starting with teachers. It checks in 10,000 steps a day. When I held an administrative meeting today, the principal issued a dead order. If it fails, there will be a punishment. He will perform a program at the teacher conference every week.

Wang Min: Uh

Zhang Yang:???

Qingzhi: (confused) (thriller)

Zhang Yang: Damn, Qingzhi, are you peeking at the screen?

Qingzhi: Yiren, when will the sports check-in activities start?

Yiren: At three o'clock in the afternoon, the school was divided into two teams. Qingzhi and I were in the team in the link above. Captain Zhao Ting, who had just joined the WeChat group.

Ten thousand steps a day, this is too much...

Green Branch:…………

The phone kept buzzing and shaking. Qingzhi exited the group chat and saw a message coming from the top.

Jiang Mianzhong: Come here to have dinner together in the evening?

Qingzhi was focusing on the screen information just now, staring at it a little dazzled, and she didn't react for a while.

She looked at the new information and read it slowly for nearly ten seconds.

Dongdongdongdongdongdong, her heartbeat suddenly accelerated.

Just as I was about to reply, I suddenly braked.

She held on to the point, then exited, and replied to several messages from all directions.

I returned to the information box of chatting with Jiang Mianzhong.

She replied two words gently: Good Ah.