Siheyuan: All the birds want to die, I enjoy happiness

Su Xingchen had initially thought that he was the only one from this school who had come for an internship, since today was already a working day and he hadn't seen anyone else arrive. It turned out that everyone else had arrived long ago, and he was the last one to come.

Yan Bugui talked with Su Xingchen for a while in the office before leading her to the teachers' office. Upon arriving, Su Xingchen realized that it was more like a former classroom converted into an office than a teachers' office. More than ten teachers sat at their desks, some talking, others grading homework and preparing lessons.

The teachers were of varying ages, some young and others around the same age as Sanna. When one of the teachers saw Yan Bugui arrive, he immediately stood up and said, "Hello, Director Yan!"

"Director Yan!"

"Director Yan"

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Upon hearing someone call Yan Bugui's name, the other teachers also raised their heads, stood up, and called out. Yan Bugui smiled at this, then waved his hand for everyone to sit down, and said, "No need to be so polite, you all go about your business. I'll go find Teacher Jia."

"Director Yan, she went to class, just now!" Su Xingchen looked up and saw a middle-aged man wearing glasses. His build was similar to Liu Haizhong's, plump but not greasy.

"Oh, is that so? Okay, I'll come back later." Yan Bugui nodded when he heard this. After all, the other person had gone to class. He couldn't very well call the person out during class. He felt that teachers should prioritize their teaching duties. After all, he had worked his way up from being a teacher. He knew what a teacher needed and what they disliked. What he hated most was being interrupted during class because of something that could be resolved after class.

He had no choice before, but things are different now. He's a leader now, so of course he can't become the kind of person he hates.

"It's alright, Director Yan. How about I have Teacher Jia come over to see you in person later?" Teacher Zhou said with a smile.

"No need, I'll come over myself in a bit," Yan Bugui said, waving his hand. He had absolutely no interest in this Teacher Huang and was too lazy to talk to him.

They were about the same age and had been at the school for about the same time. But this Teacher Huang liked to flatter and fawn. Although he didn't become a high-ranking official, he did become the head of the Chinese language teachers' group. This was a problem, though. He liked to mess with Yan Bugui all the time and secretly complain about him.

This is why Yan Bugui has been neglected for so many years. It's like someone telling you every day that something won't work, how would you use it? Of course not. But this time, Yan Bugui is different; he was directly appointed as the dean of students' affairs.

It can only be said that, apart from the vice principal's nephew, the person who was most upset at the school was Teacher Huang, the group leader. When he heard at the meeting that Yan Bugui had become the director of teaching affairs, he felt completely devastated.

He didn't aspire to be the dean of students; being a grade head would be enough. After all, their school was considered one of the larger schools in Beijing, and being a grade head was already quite a position. Therefore, he never fantasized about becoming the dean of students one day, because it was simply unrealistic.