She'll be so jealous that she'll die!
Thinking of that possibility, Lin Jianxue's heart felt like it was soaked in aged vinegar, sour and bitter, and she felt suffocated.
I was lost in thought all the way, and walked to the office door with a somewhat unsteady step.
The office door was ajar.
She took a deep breath, opened the door, and was about to go in—
“Ouch!”
A figure rushed out of the office in a hurry and bumped into her.
The textbooks in Lin Jianxue's arms were scattered all over the floor.
"Why are you just walking on the road without looking..." The man complained subconsciously, feeling a bit annoyed at being disturbed.
He was halfway through his words when he saw the person in front of him clearly.
The voice paused, then took on a hint of obvious surprise, with a slight rise in the ending tone: "Lin... Lin Zhiqing? Is it really you? Why are you here?"
Lin Jianxue was knocked back a step, steadied herself, and then raised her head.
The man in front of me was of medium height, wearing a half-worn white shirt, a Shanghai brand watch on his wrist, and a pair of thin-framed glasses on his nose.
The eyes behind the lenses were now flashing with a heat that made her feel uncomfortable.
She frowned slightly and searched her memory.
"Zhang... Ruichen?" Her tone was a little uncertain.
The smile on Zhang Ruichen's face froze for a moment because of her slightly hesitant address.
He pushed his glasses up on the bridge of his nose, and the lenses reflected a white light, covering up the unhappiness that flashed in his eyes.
"It's me, Lin Zhiqing." He quickly regained his warm smile, as if the momentary stiffness just now was just an illusion. "I didn't expect to run into you here, what a coincidence!"
He glanced at the scattered textbooks at Lin Jianxue's feet, but did not immediately bend down to help.
"I have a relative who's a teacher at this school. I used my connections to get in," Zhang Ruichen explained with a certain amount of complacency. "I'm now a language teacher for the second grade. What about you, Lin Zhiqing? Why are you here...?"
His eyes wandered inconspicuously on her slightly pale face.
Lin Jianxue bent down and silently picked up the textbook on the ground.
She didn't want to have too much contact with Liu Liwen's boyfriend.
She held the teacher in her arms and shook the pen in her hand calmly: "I am now a music teacher at Zhenhai High School."
After she finished speaking, she nodded distantly at Zhang Ruichen, her voice clear and cold, without a trace of extraneous emotion:
"Teacher Zhang, I'll go in first to prepare for class."
After saying that, he walked sideways past him and went straight to the only empty desk in the office.
Zhang Ruichen's gaze, like sticky spider silk, tightly wrapped around Lin Jianxue's beautiful face, and lingered on her exquisite figure.
The light in his eyes behind his glasses flickered slightly, and he followed without hesitation.
They looked like old friends who hadn't seen each other for a long time, and their enthusiasm was a little deliberate.
"Oh, Teacher Lin, it turns out this empty desk in the office is prepared for you!"
Zhang Ruichen's voice was full of familiarity and he pointed to a clean table in the corner.
Lin Jianxue just glanced at the table indifferently without saying anything.
Zhang Ruichen seemed oblivious to her indifference and continued, "Teacher Lin, I've been teaching here for over half a month now, and I'm familiar with everything at school, big and small. If you have any questions, feel free to ask me. Don't hesitate!"
He patted his chest, as if to say, "It's all up to me."
Lin Jianxue gently placed the textbook in her arms on the empty table, then raised her eyes to look at him.
Her eyes were calm and peaceful, like an ancient well, unable to reflect Zhang Ruichen's overly passionate thoughts.
"Thank you, Teacher Zhang."
Her voice was clear and shallow, polite but distant.
The smile on Zhang Ruichen's face froze again. He felt like he had punched cotton, neither going up nor down, which was very uncomfortable.
He wanted to say something more, trying to close the distance.
"Wow, the office is quite busy today!"
"Huh? Who is this?"
The office door was pushed open again, and several teachers came in one after another.
They immediately saw Lin Jianxue standing next to the desk, and there was a hint of curiosity on their faces.
The teaching staff of Zhenhai High School consists of only ten people in total.
Most teachers are at least thirty years old.
Apart from Zhang Ruichen, a young man who got in through connections, this was the first time they had seen such a young teacher.
Looking at her appearance, with her fair skin and tender flesh, and her lively appearance, people would believe that she is a student.
Lin Jianxue turned around and faced the teachers who had just entered with a friendly smile.
"Hello teachers, I am Lin Jianxue, the music teacher recruited by the dean last week." Her voice was gentle and polite.
When she said this, the teachers in the office all looked confused.
"Oh—so you are Teacher Lin!"
"Yes, yes. Last week the school leaders held a meeting and announced that our school would be getting a new music teacher."
"I heard that this teacher Lin is from Kyoto. Not only can he read musical notation, he can also play the piano very well. He used to be a pianist in the Kyoto Musicians' Union!" A middle-aged male teacher wearing glasses and looking quite stern said with a bit of admiration in his tone.
As soon as these words were spoken, the other teachers looked at Lin Jianxue with more scrutiny and respect.
I had thought that such a troubled person, who came from a big city, would be somewhat arrogant and difficult to deal with.
Unexpectedly, this little girl looked very amiable and had no airs at all.
"Teacher Lin, you, you."
"Welcome Teacher Lin to join us at Zhenhai High School."
The teachers greeted us warmly.
Lin Jianxue responded one by one with a smile.
"Hello, teachers."
After greeting everyone, she said with a hint of apology, "It's my first day teaching, and I'm a little nervous. I want to familiarize myself with the course and prepare for the lesson."
She was new in the place and it was her first day, so everyone was understanding.
"Of course I should. Teacher Lin, you go ahead and do your work."
"Preparing lessons is important. We won't bother you anymore."
The teachers returned to their desks.
Lin Jianxue finally breathed a sigh of relief, lowered her head, picked up the music lesson book on the table, and began to read it carefully.
The sunlight slanted in from the window, casting a small, light shadow on her thick and long eyelashes.
Zhang Ruichen also pretended to sit back at his desk and picked up a Chinese textbook.
But his eyes seemed to have hooks, and he would glance in Lin Jianxue's direction from time to time.
At this moment, some other secret thoughts were churning in his heart.
When he and Liu Liwen met Lin Jianxue on the train heading south, he was stunned by this woman at first sight.
It's just that Lin Jianxue is too good-looking.
That kind of beauty is neither the crudeness of a country girl nor the dullness of a beautiful girl from a small family. It is a kind of bright and majestic beauty that makes people unable to take their eyes off it at first sight.
Later, I heard from Liu Liwen in a sarcastic tone that Lin Jianxue had been married and divorced.
The restless thoughts in his heart did indeed fade a little.
Zhang Ruichen was going to be a man of great things in the future, so how could he possibly marry a divorced "second-hand"? If the news got out, wouldn't it make people laugh?
but……
Not getting married doesn’t mean you can’t have something else.
It's not impossible to get hands on such a beautiful woman and play with her.
As long as we use clever methods and don't let that stupid woman Liu Liwen find out, it will be fine.
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