The following day, H City No. 1 Middle School.
"Have you heard, Sister Miao? Our class is getting a new English teacher." Hu Tiantian turned around, holding a math problem she didn't understand. "Explain this problem to me, Sister Miao."
Shi Miao twirled her pen, her pale hand supporting her chin. After glancing at the questions on the test paper, she patiently began to teach Hu Tiantian how to solve them: "Look at this x..."
Ji Sinian's handsome face was now contorted with a look of utter disgust, as he walked over, pulled out a chair, and sat down. "Sister Miao, guess who I saw when I came back from the bathroom?"
"Have you encountered a ghost?" Shi Miao said casually as he wrote the solution on the paper.
"No ghost is scarier than my uncle. My uncle is coming to be our English teacher."
"..." Shi Miao paused as she wrote, a hint of surprise flashing in her eyes.
"Oh, the new English teacher is your uncle." In the past, Hu Tiantian would never have dared to talk to Ji Sinian, but she gradually became familiar with him after Shi Miao arrived.
"Is your uncle always this free?" Shi Miao handed the paper with the explanation written on it to Hu Tiantian and casually capped the pen.
"Hehe, don't play dumb. Don't you know why he came here?" Ji Sinian crossed his legs, took out his phone from his pocket, and started playing a game.
Shi Miao's lips twitched slightly as she glanced at him. "What does this have to do with me?"
Ji Sinian curled his lip: "Isn't it obvious that they came for you?"
......
The school bell rang, and it happened to be English class.
The students in Class 8 had already heard about the teacher change, and now they were all craning their necks to look at the door.
The man walked in unhurriedly as the school bell rang.
The white shirt clung to his body, outlining his tall, slender figure and lean waist. Gold-rimmed glasses perched on his high-bridged nose, concealing a cool, aloof gaze in his eyes. The shirt was buttoned all the way up, giving him an air of refined, asceticism.
"Hiss!" Everyone gasped. They had heard of changing teachers, but they had never heard of a teacher being this handsome.
The girls in the class blushed without realizing it.
"Ahhhhh, he's so handsome! He could easily be in the entertainment industry. I can't take it anymore, I'm switching allegiance to him, I love studying."
"Waaaaah, if I had such a handsome English teacher earlier, my grades wouldn't be so terrible."
……..
Hu Tiantian turned her head and whispered, "Ji Sinian, your uncle is so handsome."
"Hehe, his good looks are just a facade; don't be fooled." Ji Sinian rarely didn't sleep in class.
Shi Miao raised her eyes and looked at the man on the podium with a half-smile. As if he had a premonition, Ji Yanchen's eyes met Shi Miao's, his eyes darkened, and then he pretended not to know her and looked away.
"I am your new English teacher, Ji Yanchen." The man turned around and wrote his name on the blackboard.
"Alright, let's begin the lesson."
In the classroom, the man spoke in a deep, clear voice with perfect English. The female students listened intently, afraid of missing a single word.
Shi Miao propped her head up with one hand and listened to the man's pleasant voice, feeling drowsy. Then she closed her eyes and fell asleep on the table.
Ji Yanchen walked to Shi Miao's desk with his textbook, tapped the surface lightly with his long fingers, and said gently, "Don't sleep in class, student."
Upon hearing this, Shi Miao lazily sat up, opened her eyes, glanced at him, and tsk.
The man used his free hand to turn to the page in her textbook that he was currently discussing, and with one hand he pushed up his glasses and said seriously, "Pay attention in class."
Ji Sinian scratched his head in frustration, leaned close to Shi Miao's ear and whispered, "Damn it, my uncle is so scary, ahhhhh, I can't sleep, it's so painful."
“Indeed.” Shi Miao raised an eyebrow slightly, rarely agreeing with him.
......
A class lasts 45 minutes, and it passes by quickly.
The students in Class 8 looked like they hadn't had enough after Ji Yanchen's class, and for the first time they felt the joy of learning English.
"Ji Sinian, your uncle is amazing! He taught us so well!" Hu Tiantian turned around excitedly.
"...Well, I've gained another little fangirl." Ji Sinian was so sleepy that he could barely keep his eyes open, slumped over the table.
The English class representative had just returned from Ji Yanchen with the homework. "Sister Miao, Teacher Ji wants to see you in his office."
Shi Miao stretched, her eyes reddening, and lazily said, "Okay."
Ji Yanchen has his own private office, which was specially arranged by the principal.
Shi Miao pushed open the door and went inside.
"Didn't you have breakfast?" The man was taking several lunch boxes out of the bag.
"Mm." Shi Miao crossed her arms and leaned against the table.
Ji Yanchen handed her the opened chopsticks, a smile playing on his lips: "Come have breakfast here from now on."
Shi Miao raised an eyebrow slightly but remained silent, which was taken as tacit approval of the man's words.
He reached out and took the chopsticks, pulled out a chair and sat down casually, then began to eat slowly and deliberately.
After finishing her meal, Shi Miao glanced at the time on her phone and said calmly, "I'm leaving, Teacher Ji."
Ji Yanchen's eyes held a hint of tenderness, and his voice was languid as he said, "Okay."
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