About two or three minutes later, two security guards came forward. They didn't unlock the door or enter the password, but directly opened the door.
Seeing this scene, Su Man's heart sank.
This was the situation she least wanted to see. The school gate was not opened by the security guard, but by remote control.
This is a difficult situation.
The double doors were pulled open by the security guards, one on each side. A truck drove in and headed straight for the cafeteria, while two security guards stayed in place to guard the door.
At this time, Su Man had just finished her last lap. She looked at the boy who stayed to watch her run and begged, "I've finished running. I feel a little dizzy now. Can I go to the cafeteria to get a steamed bun?"
In order to show her weakness, Su Man held her forehead and looked like she was about to faint.
"Teacher Huang Mei asked me to watch you running here." The boy said sternly.
"But I have finished running now, and your mission is also completed."
Su Man tried to persuade him, but when she saw his hesitation, she lowered her head guiltily. "It's okay if you don't let me eat, but I feel bad that you didn't have breakfast because of me. So, go eat something. I'm alone here. It's okay. I don't want you to be hungry."
Hearing Su Man say this, the boy felt bad. He stayed for the credits. Seeing that Su Man not only did not bear a grudge but also cared about him so much, he couldn't bear it anymore and said, "Since you have finished running, then go ahead. After eating, hurry to the classroom."
"Thank you, I promise to be back soon."
Su Man tilted her head back and smiled brightly. Her fair skin was flushed with the color of exercise. Without her bangs to hide her glittering eyes, the boy felt dizzy. "You're welcome."
Su Man thanked him and hurried to the cafeteria. When she arrived, the food delivery truck was parked behind the cafeteria.
While no one was paying attention, she secretly followed the car and squatted behind a trash can that was almost as tall as a person.
It was the height of summer, and the smell of corruption was everywhere. Flies were buzzing around, but Su Man pretended not to see anything and stared intently at the food delivery cart.
As soon as the car stopped, several people came out of the cafeteria to carry things down. After the last sack was lifted down, the security guard locked the trunk.
The whole process was a one-night stand. Seeing this scene, the wrinkles between Su Man's brows deepened.
"Ring..." The preparatory bell rang.
She retreated quietly and blended silently into the group of students who had just come out of the cafeteria.
...
While listening to the lecture, Suman's pen tip was unconsciously drawing something on the paper.
Since the door is remotely controlled, if she wants to leave, it is far from enough for her to do it alone. She must have help from outside.
And if there is a switch, it must be inside the office building, so I have to find a way to sneak in.
Just as Su Man was distracted, Song Yuwei suddenly raised her hand and said, "Report to the director."
The director put down the yellowed glass and wiped his mouth with his sleeve. "What's the matter?"
Song Yuwei pointed at Su Man and said clearly, "Song Man didn't listen to your class seriously. She was distracted."
“…”
Such reports for the sake of credits are not uncommon, but Song Yuwei reported Su Man not only for the credits, but also because she was holding the title of Ding Gaoxuan's girlfriend.
Song Yuwei looked pleased when she caught Su Man's pigtail. Humph, let's see if she dares to show off in front of her again in the future.
The director looked in Su Man's direction and asked, "Is what Song Yuwei said true?"
Su Man tore off the contents of the notebook without leaving a trace. When she stood up, her face was already filled with sorrow. "Song Yuwei is telling the truth. I was really distracted just now."
Just before the director lost his temper, Su Man spoke with deep sorrow, "I was just wondering how I could have deserved to hear a lecture by a master like you. Listening to one of your words is worth ten years of study. Every word you say is thought-provoking. Filial piety is the most important of all virtues, and your filial piety class is a model of virtue. You are a role model in your own actions. I am ashamed of myself."
After saying that, Su Man pretended to wipe her tears with a tissue, looking like she was deeply moved.
The director on the podium had already been stunned by Su Man's flattery, and Su Man's tearful performance made him have no doubt about her admiration for him.
Meeting fans for the first time in his 30-plus years, the director excitedly said, "Listen to what classmate Song Man said. This is the true sign of enlightenment."
Su Man said modestly, "It was your class that inspired me. Otherwise, with my own understanding, I would never have figured it out in my lifetime."
In fact, from the director's words and deeds, Su Man had already guessed that he must have been ostracized by society and felt cowardly at home, so he came to such a school to teach.
A middle-aged man like him who has accomplished nothing needs the most is the admiration of women. Emotional value is above everything else for him.
Just like the female anchors who are popular on the Internet nowadays, why can they attract so many people to give them tips even though they are clearly separated by a screen?
Because in that place, as long as you spend money, you can get immediate feedback.
The host will shout "Thank you, brother" in a sweet voice, and the fans in the live broadcast room will also give you "Big Brother 666". At that moment, you are the protagonist who is praised by others.
As expected, the director was so flattered by Su Man that he was completely lost. He immediately said, "From today on, Song Man will be the class representative for our filial piety class. Everyone, give her a round of applause!"
“Pah pah pah…”
In order to cooperate with the director, the audience applauded loudly.
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