Gold Medal Sweetheart

When the person on the other end of the phone heard that I was asking for leave, there was a hint of displeasure in his voice. "For a period of time, wouldn't that mean I won't be able to attend political science classes for a long time? I'm afraid that will cause dissatisfaction among parents."

"Principal Wang, I can go to work even though I'm sick, but my illness is contagious. I think my parents will be unhappy if they find out." Tang Xin's voice was a little stubborn.

However, there was really nothing wrong with what Tang Xin said. Even if Principal Wang was unwilling to grant leave, he could not risk the students' health. Besides, there were many parents with connections and social status in their private school. If the parents really got to know, the school would be in big trouble.

"Okay, I'll send your diagnosis certificate to Director Zhang later, and find someone to teach you in the next few days." Principal Wang said coldly.

"Thank you, Principal Wang."

"Aunt, how come you were so sure about Tang Xin's fake news?" Du Meijiao, who was driving, complained to Wang Xiao who was sitting in the passenger seat.

"She has chickenpox. Having her come now would affect the students' safety." Principal Wang was helpless with this unruly niece. "It's a good thing she's not coming. The city's annual Double Excellence Cup competition is about to begin. Each school nominates a teacher to participate. The leadership team attended Tang Xin's class last time, and everyone agreed that her teaching was excellent. Everyone is willing to nominate her."

"The course of chickenpox should take two weeks, right? Now that she's sick, she can't attend." Du Meijiao understood immediately.

"Yes, that way she'll probably miss the registration deadline. Even if she comes, we can still use her health condition as an excuse not to nominate her. I'm planning to nominate you for the competition, so you must do your best."

"Don't worry, second aunt, I will definitely live up to your expectations." Du Meijiao was happy now.

"By the way, Auntie, is the construction company that renovated the school reliable?" Du Meijiao added after thinking about it.

"Don't worry, it's no problem. This company was recommended by a friend. It's very reliable." Wang Xiao was confident. "Besides, after the renovation of the teaching building is completed, Shitian has already allocated the funds."

"That's good." Du Meijiao's face also showed greed.

Knowing that Principal Wang would not approve the leave so readily, Tang Xin said something to Principal Wang about retreating in order to advance, and Principal Wang agreed readily.

After Tang Xin was worried about this secret competition, she finally breathed a sigh of relief.

With nothing to do, Tang Xin got up and went to the bathroom. After taking off her clothes, she found that there were more and more small red rashes on her body, some of which appeared sporadically on her limbs and even on her face. Some parts of her body also began to itch slightly.

Alas, when Angie said that it would grow all over her body, she felt lucky that it didn't grow so much. It seems that the time has not come yet.

Jin Taize hadn't come back yet, and Tang Xin had nothing to do. She remembered that there were a lot of books in Jin Taize's study, so Tang Xin wanted to pick up one and read it to relieve her boredom.

However, after Tang Xin browsed through Jin Taize's entire bookcase, she realized that this man's hobbies were really monotonous and boring. Not only were all the books arranged in descending order, but they were basically all economics and architecture books, and some of them were even original English versions.

Facing the vast sea of books, Teacher Tang felt for the first time that he seemed quite uneducated.

After searching for a long time, Tang Xin finally found a work by García Márquez among a large number of books. Although she had already read "Love in the Time of Cholera" in the library, it didn't stop her from reading it again.

Jin Taize's books were all well-preserved, and this one looked new. Tang Xin habitually pressed the edge of the book, and the pages, carrying the unique smell of paper, slid down from her fingertips, but stopped abruptly at a certain page.

A familiar little card came into view.

Age: 25

Constellation: Taurus

Height: 159cm

WeChat name:

Occupation: Teacher

Hobbies: Watching TV series, reading books, playing with dogs

Love declaration: None

Her contact information is also written at the bottom.