[Jinjiang Exclusive] Talents are plentiful in Panyuan Town

In the classroom of Grade 2-3 of Misty Middle School, the female teacher stood on the podium, staring blankly at the large area of ​​neatly arranged hair and smiles below the podium, wondering what she was thinking.

After waiting for a long time for the words "Hello, students, please take a seat", the students standing in the classroom had unchanged expressions, but began to look left and right in small movements, as if they did not understand what was wrong with their head teacher.

However, Xu Wenwen was even more confused than them!

The female teacher, who had been teaching for a year, forced a smile, then her face changed and she turned and walked towards the classroom door.

"It's getting more intense..." Xu Wenwen muttered this sentence repeatedly. She stepped over the threshold of the classroom and turned around to look at the classroom number.

【Senior 2 (3) Class】

Xu Wenwen: ...

Haha, it’s really her class, haha.

Finally realizing something, Teacher Xu rushed back to the classroom, raised his hands, held the shoulders of a short-haired girl in the front row, and began to ask desperate questions -

"Why did everyone in our class cut their hair?!"

Xu Wenwen, a ninth-level face-blind contestant, made a distorted sound that ordinary people could not make. Her eyes reflected the girl's face. Then Teacher Xu closed her eyes in pain, unable to accept the reality.

Do you know how long it took her to memorize people by their hairstyle and habits? !

Do you know how she felt when she had to review the faces and names of her classmates over and over again a week before school started, fearing that she would call the wrong person after school started? !

you do not know!

Teacher Xu was trembling, and she forced a bitter smile to prevent her distorted expression from scaring the students. She asked, "Do you cut hair at wholesale prices?"

If it weren't for the wholesale price, she would never have understood why the students would have their hair cut exactly the same way.

Besides being cheap, what else can it be!

Poor middle school teacher Xu Wenwen issued a resounding cry!

But what she didn't expect was that the girl whose shoulder she held smiled and told her: "Teacher Xu, you asked us to cut it, didn't you?"

Xu asked: …?

Teacher Xu: “Ah?”

"The school requires uniform dress and hairstyle," the girl with short hair explained patiently, with a smile that never changed on her face. "You said it was a manifestation of collective honor, and then everyone in the class cut their hair."

Xu asked, "Me?"

Teacher Xu, who had a level 9 face blindness and could only recognize students by their hairstyles, movements and speech patterns, let go of the short-haired girl's shoulders, pointed at himself with his backhand, and said in disbelief: "Me??!"

The students standing in rows were like freshly pruned young trees in a birch forest, all looking at Xu Wenwen.

"I," Xu Wenwen repeated with difficulty, her head turning to look at the students as she asked, "requested?"

She raised her hand and touched the hair that she had been mourning at home a few minutes ago, and said hesitantly: "Then why didn't I cut it?"

The students looked at each other in bewilderment.

It seemed that at this moment, the originally tense atmosphere in the classroom was instantly broken by Teacher Xu's words.

"...Teacher Xu," the girl who had only answered one question at a time finally spoke tentatively, "What's wrong with you?"

The students in the classroom looked at the head teacher, whose personality seemed to have changed drastically, and touched his hair up and down in horror.

Finally, seeing that the class teacher still had no intention of teaching, the girl with short hair smiled and said cautiously, "Because you are the teacher? The teacher doesn't have this requirement."

With a click, the female teacher who was originally stroking her hair and muttering suddenly turned her head and looked at her: "Can the teacher be treated specially... No wait."

Xu Wenwen raised his hand and pressed his forehead hard, saying weakly: "Let me be quiet for a while - sit down and study on your own first."

As she said this, the students standing in the classroom sat down in unison. Their movements were so neat that Teacher Xu almost thought she had entered a mechanical automation workshop, which gave her a big shock.

"What's going on..."

She muttered something, then returned to the podium and sat down. Under the bright incandescent light above her head, Teacher Xu looked at the students below the podium.

It’s strange. It’s only the first evening study session, why is it so quiet?

In the past, according to the habit of their class, Xu Wenwen would reserve the first study class for students to share their latest knowledge and insights, so that their brains would not be limited by subject knowledge after studying for a long time. At the same time, it could arouse students' interest in learning and they would not fall asleep easily in the next two study classes.

This has become a tradition of evening self-study for Class 2 and 3 of Senior High School.

But today,

Xu Wenwen's head turned from left to right and then from right to left. Her eyes slid across the hair of every student in the classroom, and finally she was confused by the atmosphere between them.

The study atmosphere in Class 2-3 of Senior High School seemed very intense, but to Xu Wenwen, today's classroom was more like a machine workshop.

Her students have become qualified products that are being mass-produced.

Normally, Class 2 and 3 of Senior High School is full of energy. Although everyone will quietly do their own things during evening self-study, it is not as stagnant as it is now. Otherwise, Xu Wenwen would not have to suddenly observe students gossiping in addition to his own classes during evening self-study every day.

As a veteran in the class and now a glorious people's teacher, Xu Wenwen had seen more tricks when she was a student than they had eaten spicy noodles. So now, she was very confused to realize that -

They were really studying in silence, without any communication.

Although I don’t know what I’m learning, at least I look like I’m doing it well.

Teacher Xu frowned.

Teacher Xu stood up.

Teacher Xu stood on tiptoe and prepared to go around for a surprise inspection!

He sneaked out of the classroom and sneaked back in through the back door. Teacher Xu stood on tiptoe with his hands behind his back, and without daring to move, he moved closer to the students in the last row.

Logically speaking, the last row is the best place to do hobbies.

But Xu Wenwen saw the students open the books and read them carefully.

Teacher Xu: ...

It's really exciting.

Just as she was shocked and focused on seeing what books the students were reading, she heard a soft call from behind.

"——Teacher Xu?" A hand pressed on Xu Wenwen's shoulder again.

The timid teacher Xu almost screamed.

She turned her head suddenly and saw the face of the dean.

Xu Wenwen, still in shock, looked at his face, his voice still trembling: "Ah?"

"Teacher Xu," the dean of studies withdrew his hand. For some reason, Xu Wenwen looked at his smiling face and suddenly felt that the dean of studies looked a bit like the girl she had just held her shoulder to question. It's not that they looked alike, but in Xu Wenwen's opinion, the two of them had very similar temperaments.

They all look like frozen moments cut out from old photos.

"Have you forgotten what you were going to say to your classmates at the evening study session today?"

Hearing this, Teacher Xu immediately took out his cell phone from his pocket and said perfunctorily, "Has the notice been sent? Sorry, Director, I was busy with the lesson plan and didn't read the message. I'll go check it out now--"

However, the school teacher work group on the mobile phone was quiet and no message popped up.

I only heard the Dean of Studies Hun say nonchalantly: "It's okay, Teacher Xu, I'll just make the announcement for you."

"Ah?" Xu Wenwen said, while pointing at the mobile data on his phone, "I'm so embarrassed... I'm sorry to bother you, Director."

It seemed that even the network was against her today. No matter what Xu Wenwen did, she couldn't get the notification issued by the director to pop up.

At this time, the Dean of Studies had already stepped onto the podium and began his wonderful speech:

"According to the school regulations, the dormitory will be cleaned tonight, and the homeroom teacher will check the dormitories at 10pm. The lights must be turned off at 10:30pm, and late night reading is not allowed. In addition," he scanned every student in Class 2-3, with a smile on his face, but Xu Wenwen, who was standing at the back of the classroom, felt a sense of danger, "starting tomorrow, students will be required to stand up during morning self-study. I hope you will take it seriously."

As he finished speaking, the surroundings became as quiet as death.

Dean of Studies: “Do you understand?”

The students responded loudly as if by reflex: "I understand!"

The dean on the podium chuckled briefly, then walked down from the podium and walked through the classroom, which had become quiet again, to Xu Wenwen's side.

"Teacher Xu, thank you for your hard work in checking the dormitories today." The Dean of Studies smiled as always. "If there are any unqualified dormitories, I hope Teacher Xu will treat them strictly and report the list of unqualified students to the Academic Affairs Department."

Xu Wenwen was almost dumbfounded, and responded instinctively with a few words in confusion.

After the dean left the Grade 2-3 classroom contentedly, Teacher Xu murmured belatedly.

"But don't I live off campus?"

Xu Wenwen turned around and looked at the corridor that was brightly lit by the overhead lights, but the Dean of Studies was no longer visible there.

"Besides, isn't it the dormitory teacher's job to check the dormitories?"

After all this trouble, I decided to stay in school.

Xu Wenwen stood outside the dark dormitory building and glanced at his mobile phone screen.

By now, no matter how slow she was, she realized that something was wrong.

The clock on the cell phone stopped at 19:15, which meant that when Xu Wenwen walked from outside the school to the classroom, the clock on the cell phone had stopped working.

Moreover, although Xu Wenwen has a ninth-level face blindness, he can still distinguish the buildings and words on campus.

She looked at the sign in front of the small dormitory building:

【Misty Middle School Girls' Dormitory】

Xu Wenwen: ...

She thought that the difference between the characters for "迷霧" and "盤圆" would not be so big that they could be confused, right?

But the building on campus of this so-called "Misty Middle School" is the same as the Panyuan Middle School in her impression?

Xu Wenwen tried to use his cell phone to make calls and send messages, but it still didn't work. It was as if the time on his cell phone was also stuck at that moment like the electronic clock.

It was getting dark, and Xu Wenwen could feel the passage of time, but his cell phone was so unreliable.

There was no other choice but for Teacher Xu to go into the dormitory building.

I can only ask the students in her class.

She remembered that there was a boarding student on the second floor of her class, and it seemed to be... the class monitor?

Under the dim moonlight, Xu Wenwen's figure disappeared in the girls' dormitory building, and in the distance, at the gate of the misty middle school, two bright white headlights flashed as they drove into the campus.

"brother,"

In the cab of the food delivery truck, Lu Ren stopped the driver the moment he entered the campus and said, "I'll get off here."

The driver, wearing a dark coat with white bandages wrapped around a large area of ​​his exposed skin, nodded slowly and parked the car on campus.

"Thank you."

While unbuckling his seat belt, Lu Ren said casually, "I'll treat you to dinner later."

With this set of rhetoric, he has already owed several meals in countless copies. However, Lu Ren has been exploring how to leave the copy, so he has never returned to the copy he has passed before.

And this time, he still thinks so.

He undid his seat belt and attempted to leave the passenger seat.

Suddenly, something seemed to brush past his head, and then the lights in the driver's cabin were turned on.

Lu Ren jumped out of the car and looked back, and saw the driver of the truck turning his head to look at him.

"--knew,"

The driver made a strange hoarse sound, followed by a very soft laugh.

"Remember to treat me to a meal next time, Lu Ren."