Gold Medal Sweetheart

Wei Qing: What's wrong?

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The hand holding the phone drooped limply. Tang Xinsheng shook his head in despair, a mountain of resentment building in his chest. He had thought this would be a chance to dampen the arrogance of this poor student, but he hadn't expected that not only was he not a poor student, but he was actually a hidden master.

High school knowledge wasn't superficial, so she deliberately used more technical terms and sped up the lecture, leaving him time to embarrass himself. She assumed Jin Taize wouldn't be able to explain it clearly, but he not only did so, but he spoke more professionally than a professional, like a spokesperson for the National Development and Reform Commission.

Being very sharp and perceptive, he must have seen that she wanted to tease him, and the nouns she deliberately brought out were like waving a sword in front of Guan Gong.

Thinking back on her proud behavior just now, dozens of minutes later, it seemed so childish and embarrassing.

Although Jin Taize drove away from the school after class, Tang Xin spent the entire day in a state of extreme depression. So much so that when An Qi asked her at noon if she wanted to go out to eat at a new hot pot restaurant near the school gate, she noticed something was wrong with her and asked why. She just said listlessly, "I was moving rocks."

An Qi looked at her in confusion, "What rocks are you moving?"

Tang Xin sighed and walked towards the office.

"Hey, you're not going to your favorite Malatang?" It was the first time that An Qi encountered a situation where even Malatang couldn't tempt her. Naturally, she was a little puzzled and followed her to the General Affairs Office.

"I can't walk that far to eat spicy hot pot." Just as she entered the office, Tang Xin suddenly turned around and peeked out from under the door frame. An Qi was so shaken that she took a step back and almost lost her balance. Following the direction of Tang Xin's finger, An Qi looked down and said, "I shot myself in the foot."

"What do you mean?" An Qi pushed her glasses.

Tang Xin omitted the details and told An Qi that the big boss was attending the class. She also mentioned that she had asked the big boss questions during class. However, before she could tell him about how she was counterattacked by the big boss, An Qi hit her on the head.

"Sister, have you lost your mind after classes resumed? You actually asked questions to the big boss?" An Qi was so angry about her suicidal behavior that she didn't know what to say to her.

"I just want to liven up the classroom atmosphere and have some interaction." Tang Xin leaned against the door frame, muttering with her head down.

"I think you really don't need to eat this spicy hot pot. You can take advantage of your lunch break to browse the recruitment website and see if there is a suitable job for you." An Qi sneered, "Since you have no appetite, I'll go eat first."

No wonder Tang Xin saw President Jin running faster than a duck when she took a lunch break last time. At the sports meet, President Jin wanted to compete, but she kept saying she didn't want him to. In the three-legged race, she, the blind friend, waited for President Jin to bend over and tie the ribbons for them.

Now that this kind of thing has happened, if she were Tang Xin, she would also run away when she saw the big boss. No, no one who doesn't want to lose their job would do such a shameless thing.

The Malatang restaurant was having a grand opening, so there was a constant stream of customers at noon. An Qi's words were unpleasant to hear, but she still went to the refrigerator to find Tang Xin's favorite ingredients.

"Teacher Song asked for a long vacation, so Tang Xin was allowed to return to class." Zhao Xiaofei's voice came from inside. "You have no objection?"

"What's the point of me having an opinion?" Du Meijiao said in a reluctant tone.

It was dinner time, and there were many customers choosing food in front of the safe. As they were sitting in the corner, they didn't notice Anqi who was concentrating on various delicacies.

"What do you mean?"

"This is President Jin's decision. If we hire another teacher, we will have to pay one more person's salary. This arrangement is to save the school's expenses." Du Meijiao held her chin and threw her chopsticks on the table.

"Is this Mr. Jin's style? He gave the teachers so many prizes at the sports meet without blinking an eye. And he's worried about the increased expenses of hiring a teacher?"