On her first day of teaching at Hubin University, in order to leave a good impression on her students and colleagues, Song Shuxi carefully selected a neatly cut straight skirt and wore 3 cm high heels.
Her hair was tied up high into a neat bun, and she looked very energetic. A few strands of hair fell naturally, adding a touch of softness.
In front of the mirror, she put on bright red lipstick. Today was her battlefield.
In the classroom, she came in a few minutes early, found a seat in the first row and sat down, waiting for class to start.
From the moment she entered the classroom, she attracted everyone's attention.
The classmates didn’t expect that there was such a pretty girl in the class. They hadn’t seen her in the past two days.
Perhaps because they were nervous about seeing a beautiful woman, several people wanted to go over and say hello to Song Shuxi, but they were hesitant to act.
I could only watch.
The bell rang and Song Shuqian stood up. A female classmate reminded her, "Students, class is about to start. Please sit down. The teacher will be here soon."
Song Shuxi smiled back at the female classmate and walked up to the podium while she was shocked.
For a moment, the classroom was so quiet that you could hear a pin drop.
Song Shuqian broke the deadlock, "Let me introduce myself first. My name is Song Shuqian, and I'm your Chinese painting teacher."
Boom, the classroom exploded.
This, this, this…
"She said she was our teacher?"
"Is the teacher so young?"
"Is she serious? What is she teaching?"
It's no wonder they were so surprised. This class of students was really special. The college entrance examination had been suspended for eleven years, resulting in a very large age range among those taking the exam this time.
Some of them are sixteen or seventeen years old, while others are in their thirties. Most of the students in the class are now in their twenties.
Song Shuqian is 28 years old this year, and she takes good care of herself, so she looks like she is in her early twenties. She is indeed not very reliable.
Song Shuqian clapped her hands and signaled everyone to be quiet.
"In the first class, let's get to know each other. Starting with this student, take turns to introduce yourselves and share your views on Chinese painting."
Listening to the students' self-introductions one by one, Song Shuqian once again had a clear understanding of the uniqueness of this class of students.
The class ended with everyone talking about their experiences.
When I got back to the office, my colleague Mr. Wang asked, "How is it? Are you still adapting?"
"It's OK, but I was a little nervous standing on the podium and looking at so many people below."
Thinking back to the past, Teacher Wang also said, "I was scared the first time, but I got used to it later."
Teacher Wang was an old employee of the school. The art course had not been offered for ten years, so he was assigned to look after the dormitories.
Only after the resumption of the college entrance examination did he have the opportunity to return to the podium.
Teacher Wang is very kind, willing to help other teachers, and gets along well with everyone.
In the classroom, students were also discussing their teachers.
"Teacher Song has such a great temperament. She has a strong presence whenever she stands there."
"Why do I feel like she looks so familiar?"
"Recall quickly, do you know her?"
"Let me think about it."
Three people felt that Song Shuqian looked familiar, but they couldn't remember where they had seen her.
Finally, one of them slapped his forehead and said, "I remember it now. The award-winning female painter who was reported in the newspaper some time ago."
"Ah, the second place."
"Yes, yes, yes, that's it."
"She's amazing."
In this way, without Song Shuxi knowing it, her classmates were very convinced of her as a teacher.
The show of force she had prepared for a long time was never used at all.
After class, Song Shuxi left the school.
She met with the editor today to discuss the publication of the second volume of "The Fun Treasure Box". Maybe because of the good timing of publication, the book is very popular.
Whether adults or children, almost everyone has a copy.
Especially in big cities like Shanghai, Nanjing and Beijing.
"Sorry I'm late."
The editor didn't care at all. "Your timing is just right. I arrived earlier and haven't yet congratulated you on the award. I read the report and it's amazing. You bring honor to us."
Although she has heard a lot of praise recently, Song Shuqian still felt a little embarrassed when she heard it again. "It was also good luck. The work just happened to meet the judges' aesthetic taste."
"That's also your ability. I have good news too. The "Funny Answer Box" will be reprinted again."
Song Shuqian was very shocked. "So fast? I remember reprinting it just last month."
Speaking of this, the editor couldn't stop laughing, "How can this be fast? This kind of short story format is very popular among children.
The content of your answer is also easy to understand, very comprehensive, and particularly difficult. "
This is the fifth reprint of "Miaoquda Baohe".
Song Shuqian was particularly happy. She had spent a lot of money recently, and she was happy to get some money back.
She picked up the coffee on the table, took a sip, and instantly her facial features wrinkled, and the happiness she had just felt was gone.
He quickly took out a piece of candy from his pocket and put it in his mouth.
"No matter how many times I try this, I just can't get used to it. It's like a bitter medicine soup."
The editor was amused by her series of reactions, "Coffee shops are very busy recently, and coffee in overseas Chinese shops is also selling very well.
I'm still trying to keep up with the trend. If I had known you didn’t like it, I would have gone for tea. "
The two chatted for a few more words before getting back to the main topic.
Song Shuqian took out the second volume of "Funny Answers Treasure Box" from her bag. She had just finished writing it because she was busy recently. "Take a look. If there's anything inappropriate, we can discuss and change it."
The editor is looking forward to the second episode so much that his eyes are about to turn red. Got it now and can't wait to open it and read it.
Song Shuqian didn't disturb her either. I ordered a small cake for myself and ate it while watching the passers-by outside.
When you feel bored, just take a sip of coffee.
Very pleasant.
"Well written. Your control over the text in this second episode is better than that in the first. The content is also very good. It is written from the perspective of children, which may be of interest to them."
The editor couldn't wait to go back and start proofreading.
Song Shuqian saw that he was anxious and told him to go back first because work was more important.
Separated from the editor, Song Shuqian continued to sit.
She took out her little notebook and looked up what she needed to do recently.
She was particularly satisfied when every to-do item was crossed off.
After waiting for about half an hour, Tiantian finally ran over panting.
Song Shuqian quickly handed her a handkerchief and said, "Why are you running? I'm not leaving. Just take your time."
"I'm worried. You've already bought three houses, but I still haven't found one. Which one should I go see today?"
"Wait a minute. I have an appointment with a staff member from the Housing Authority. She has a lot of information."
The staff member that Song Shuxi made an appointment with was a soft girl and she came very quickly.
After a brief greeting, the three of them headed straight for her destination. This staff member was very honest and the houses he introduced to Tiantian were all ones she had visited herself and were particularly satisfied with.
Tiantian is not as wealthy as Song Shuxi, so she wants to buy two small courtyards so that she can give them to Sihu and Zaizai in the future.
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