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"Teacher." Shen Xizhou pushed open the door of Song Shu's office.

"Wait a minute." Song Shu raised his head from the computer, then lowered his head in response.

Shen Xizhou consciously placed the lunch box on the empty table on the other side, two meat dishes, one vegetarian dish and one soup, the private dishes she ordered were of a unique taste.

Ever since she inadvertently learned that Song Shu was so busy preparing materials for the parent meeting that she didn't even have time to eat, at noon the next day, she consciously ordered takeaway to eat with Song Shu, and supervised her to finish eating Take medicine after meals, and urge her to take a lunch break after taking the medicine.

Song Shu slandered her for being an old cadre, and at the same time happily accepted everything.

Reluctant to keep her waiting, Song Shu saved the file, came over and sat down, and the two began to eat.

But she moved her chopsticks a few times and put them down again. The parent-teacher meeting will start at four o'clock tomorrow afternoon, but she is afraid that she will not express her meaning on the podium, and she is so nervous that she can't eat.

"What's wrong?" Shen Xizhou also stopped his chopsticks.

"I don't have much appetite." Song Shu smiled wryly: "Tomorrow is the parent meeting. It's the first time I face so many parents. I'm a little nervous."

Shen Xizhou understood, and said with a smile: "We are the ones who get along with you day and night, don't be so nervous, parents' opinions are not that important, not to mention the teacher teaches very well, we all like you very much."

Song Shu was silent for about three seconds, then smiled: "Really?"

She guessed that the phrase "we all like you" is the first layer of the Russian nesting doll, and every layer that is uncovered is the favorite of the young Feng Qingyueming.

Shen Xizhou leaned over slightly, and asked her back: "What is the teacher doubting?"

What is she suspicious of?She couldn't tell.

Song Shu retracted his gaze, lowered his head to avoid her gaze: "Let's eat."

"Hey." Shen Xizhou was surprised, and didn't continue to say anything that embarrassed her.

Song Shu took a shallow breath, and slowly swallowed the hot rice and the bitterness in his throat.

On the next day, no parent in class (7) was absent.

After Shen Nanfeng was admitted to university, she always attended Shen Xizhou and Shen Xiangsi's parents' meetings, and this year was no exception.

Song Shu was calm and composed on the podium, the parent meeting went smoothly unexpectedly, and the last link was speeches by outstanding students.

After the parent meeting ended, Shen Xizhou got off the podium and walked to Shen Nanfeng who was sitting in her seat: "Sister."

Shen Nanfeng glanced at Song Shu who was surrounded by several parents, and asked his sister with some doubts: "I seem to have seen your class teacher before?"

Tan Yuchen was the one who said similar things, Shen Xizhou choked, and then said calmly: "She looks like a friend you know? She shouldn't be so popular."

Shen Nanfeng thought for a while, but couldn't think of the reason: "No, not my friend, are you coming with me?"

She had to go back to the company to handle business at night, but she could take Shen Xizhou home by the way.

Shen Xizhou shook her head. She promised Song Shu to help her deal with the aftermath: "There are still things to deal with at school. I'll be home late. I'll take you out."

"Alright." Shen Nanfeng put her report card in his bag, and walked out of the school gate holding her hand.

Along the way, Shen Xizhou met many acquaintances.

"Xizhou, is this your sister? She's so beautiful."

"My sister has a good temperament."

The appearance of the two sisters can be called the stunning beauty in the world depicted in the poems, and their temperament is beyond dust.

The young man was not shy, and his mouth was sweeter than the other, coaxing Shen Nanfeng to temporarily forget about the turbulence these days.

When Shen Xizhou returned to the class, the parents had already left.

Today there is no student on duty, Song Shu is cleaning the blackboard on tiptoe, there is a small area that she can't reach.

Shen Xizhou approached with small steps, took the rag from her hand, and easily wiped it on the top of the blackboard: "Why don't you wipe it after I come back?"

Song Shu's back was pressed against the girl's chest, her hair was soft and smelled of refreshing shampoo, and the clothes smelled like Johnson's shower gel.

After a while, Shen Xizhou heard her retort not to be outdone: "It's not that I'm not working hard."

Shen Xizhou wiped the blackboard clean, took a few steps back, and said regretfully, "You can still struggle the day after tomorrow if your limbs are not working. It's about height..."

Song Shu turned around and snatched the rag from her hand, and stopped her in time: "Stop! Don't say anything, I'm going out to wash the rag."

Shen Xizhou was leaning on the podium table in a leisurely posture, supporting the table with both hands, her eyes were raised, and her lips curled up into a warm smile, carrying the unique playfulness of a teenager.

The students and parents in the whole building have almost left, and there is no one in the bathroom.

Song Shu turned on the faucet and washed the two rags repeatedly. The muddy and dirty water filled the sink. She opened the plug and the dirty water was sucked down.

Raising her head suddenly, she looked at herself in the mirror, visually measured the height that had never grown in ten thousand years, and said to herself: "It's not that I'm short, it's because you are too tall."

When she entered the class, she found that Shen Xizhou was still standing there, with his head slightly lowered, the light halo brushed the back of his slender neck, and his hair was soft and obedient.

Song Shu's voice softened: "What are you thinking?"

Shen Xizhou looked over, without a trace of panic: "I was wondering, what were you thinking when you stood on the podium for the first time?"

Song Shu was a little surprised by her words: "That day..."

"I was very nervous that day. The feeling of standing on the podium as a teacher is completely different from the feeling of being on the podium to teach classmates when I was a student."

"I was worried that I wouldn't be able to calm down you kids, and I was afraid that it would scare you too seriously. I rehearsed at home for several days. What should I say in the first sentence, what to do in a class, and what emergencies might arise. If you ask me a question, what will I ask, and how should I answer... There are many, many."

"I stood on the podium that day, my palms were sweating, my legs were shaking, and I survived until the end of get out of class without any danger."

Tilting his head slightly, Song Shu's expression was soft: "Did I have any embarrassment that day?"

That day?Shen Xizhou recalled it for a while, and said with certainty: "You seem quite calm, and you haven't made any embarrassments."

If she didn't mention it, she wouldn't know that this person was also nervous that day.

As dusk draws nearer, twilight shines through the window, covering Song Shurou's side face, she tilts her head, the corners of her mouth curled up: "Do you think I'm a good actress, even you were fooled by me."

Trying to suppress the desire to scratch her nose, Shen Xizhou pursed his lips and said after a long time, "Teacher, you are too cute."

After taking a breath, Song Shu's eyelashes trembled slightly, she turned her back, her ears were slightly red: "Hurry up and go home."

If she turned her head at this moment, she would definitely see Shen Xizhou's helpless and doting smile.

The author has something to say: Again:

There is no misunderstanding, no abuse, just a light and sweet article.

Xizhou is really black-bellied, and Mr. Song was eaten to death.