Chapter 252: Close to the face and open wide

Xia Qingxi heard the voice and looked over immediately. She found that she didn't know the woman in front of her, but from her expression and what she just said, it was obvious that she knew her.

"Come with me." Without waiting for Xia Qingxi to speak, Mo Zhenzhen turned around and walked forward. After walking two steps, she suddenly turned back, raised her chin, and walked forward with a sidelong glance:

"Don't follow her. She is not a three-year-old child. She doesn't need you to escort her."

After saying this, Mo Zhenzhen didn't look at the two of them again, turned around and walked forward.

She seemed to not look at people straight in the eye. From her hair to her toes, there was no part of her body that didn't exude a sense of superiority.

"Then I'll go first. Thank you for taking me here." Xia Qingying waved to Xiang Qianjin and followed the woman in.

The two of them arrived at an office. Mo Zhenzhen raised her hand and pointed at the table and chair next to her, indicating that Xia Qingxi should sit there. Then she took a piece of paper from her desk, placed it in front of Xia Qingxi, bent two fingers and tapped on the paper twice:

"Fill this first, and bring it to me when you're done." Just as she was about to turn around, she suddenly looked at Xia Qingxi again, her eyes full of scrutiny:

"Fill it out truthfully, don't lie."

Xia Qingxi frowned subconsciously, thinking that the woman in front of her was particularly arrogant and rude. She disliked her from the bottom of her heart, and naturally didn't give her face, and replied:

"You worry too much. Who would cheat in a disciplined army?"

Mo Zhenzhen obviously didn't expect that the woman in front of her would talk to her like this. She looked at Xia Qingxi twice more, and then said in a tone of "you know what's going on":

"It's good to know, fill it out."

Xia Qingxi ignored her, took the pen on the table, and began to fill it out on the paper.

This piece of paper is equivalent to a personal profile in the real world, including basic personal information. The only difference is that there are some junior high school Chinese ancient poems and mathematics geometry questions below.

These questions are very simple, Xia Qingxi did them without any pressure, and finished them in a short while. She walked to the woman and handed the paper over.

Mo Zhenzhen glanced down at the paper Xia Qingxi handed over, but didn't take it. Instead, she looked at her coldly and accused her:

"Didn't you see there was a question below? How can you be a teacher if you don't do things seriously?" After that, her attitude became even more arrogant, and she ordered:

"Finish it and hand it back!"

She didn't think Xia Qingxi would be so fast at doing the questions, so she didn't even look at it, and used her subjective consciousness to judge that she definitely didn't do it.

Xia Qingxi frowned slightly, and her impression of the teacher in front of her couldn't be any lower.

She did not continue to pass the paper, but placed it directly in front of the woman, and her voice became a little cold:

"Please read it first before you speak."

Mo Zhenzhen's expression was obviously stagnant for a moment after hearing her words, and then she quickly restored her usual arrogance, raised her hand to pick up the paper on the table, and lowered her eyes to read it.

She originally thought that she could only get half of these questions right at most, but after reading them, she found that she actually got all of them right. She originally wanted to use this to ridicule the other party, but now she can't find a reason.

At this time, the bell for the end of class rang outside, and soon a few teachers with textbooks walked into the office. When they saw Xia Qingxi, although they didn't know her, they all smiled as a greeting.

Xia Qingxi found that all the teachers greeted her, a stranger, but no one came over to say a word to the teacher opposite her.

She guessed in her heart: Either this teacher doesn't like to get close to people, or she has very bad relationships with people!

At this time, another "acquaintance" of Xia Qingxi walked in. It was Shi Yamin, who had some minor friction with her two days ago.

Seeing Xia Qingxi standing there, Shi Yamin was stunned for a moment, but did not say hello. She walked straight to her desk and sat down.

"You are the daughter-in-law of Lu Jingqie who came from the country, right?" Mo Zhenzhen asked. When she spoke, she did not look at Xia Qingxi, but looked at the paper in her hand. It was obvious that she did not want to respect her.

She emphasized the word "countryside" so deliberately, no doubt intentionally belittling Xia Qingying's origin, so that the teachers here would also know that she was from the countryside.

Xia Qingying would definitely understand her intention. She did not ask the questions on her paper, but used her identity as a "country girl" to "suppress" herself right from the start, obviously wanting to give herself a warning.

"Lu Jingchen is my husband, and I am indeed from the countryside." Xia Qingli did not avoid this question and said it frankly. After that, she asked again:

"But when you recruit teachers, you should not look at the place of birth, but whether they have the ability to teach. I think these questions on the paper are a bit simple. You can test more difficult ones next time."

This sentence is undoubtedly telling the woman in front of him, so what if I am from the countryside? I applied for the job based on my ability!

Mo Zhenzhen deliberately mentioned her "countryside" identity just to suppress her. Unexpectedly, she was so calm and did not feel inferior because of her poor background. On the contrary, she seemed quite confident.

The office was not big, and the conversation between the two was heard by the teachers around.

Everyone turned their eyes to the pretty girl standing there, without any contempt in their eyes, and even showed a hint of praise.

In front of so many people, Mo Zhenzhen felt very embarrassed for being scolded by the country bumpkin. However, other people did get all the questions right, so she could only follow Xia Qingying's words and say,

"These questions are indeed not difficult. To be a teacher, it is the most basic to get these questions right." After that, she continued with a veiled hint,

"Your handwriting is not bad. I thought you country people couldn't write?"

"If I can't write, why would I apply for a teacher position?" Others hit her in the face, and Xia Qingying was not used to her anymore, so she went straight to her face and said,

"Teacher, you are not teaching mathematics, are you? Your logical thinking is so bad!"

As soon as these words came out, a young female teacher next to her couldn't help but burst out laughing.

The other teachers all had smiles on their faces, trying to hold them back, but their eyes were communicating, and it was obvious that they were secretly praising Xia Qingqing for her good rebuttal.