he's not, he's not

The grade teacher ran away in a panic, and before leaving, he didn't forget to tell the head teacher to go to the meeting.The class teacher was fully prepared to go to the challenge, and a lengthy meeting was held from beginning to end, but the grade teacher didn't mention him at all.

Did I misunderstand the grade director?The class teacher reflected in his heart, but actually from the standpoint of the grade teacher, a straight man who has lived half his life suddenly read a novel about homosexuality, and even read the online version without knowing it. Lei Gou was very hot on the outside, especially when the author was his colleague, so he couldn't help but feel curious. If he came to ask, he might not be reporting himself.

It's been a long time on the Internet, and everyone seems to be fighting.

Thinking about it this way, the class teacher let go of a lot of burdens in his heart, and he was a little embarrassed. He shouldn't have used homophobia to scare the grade teacher just now.He lingered in the corridor for the grade director's back, saw that he was about to go downstairs, so he took two quick steps to catch up, and called out: "Director."

The grade director's round shoulders flinched, and he turned his head reluctantly.

"Mr. Ban, what else can I do?"

The teacher who was with the grade director consciously said hello: "Then you talk, I will go to the class to take a look at the students first."

"Hey, wait a minute," the grade director held him back, "Teacher, if you have anything to say, talk to me in the office."

After speaking, he fled quickly.

How come he's more like the one who got caught creating obscene porn?

Originally, it would be fine if it was like this, and no one would mention this matter anymore, but that night the grade teacher approached me on WeChat again, and instead of getting straight to the point, he still asked secretly: "Teacher, is it really you who wrote it?" what?

The head teacher raised his vigilance again: Director, why do you ask this?Is this the last book you've been reading?

The grade director replied in seconds: I am not, I am not.

Reply to him again, and the person disappeared again.Leave the class teacher at a loss.

In the next few days, I don't know if it was the head teacher's illusion, but the grade teacher walked around when he saw him.

Whether a person has an opinion on you is the easiest thing to find out. The so-called people you don’t like will definitely not like you. The head teacher can feel the grade teacher’s resistance to him with his sense of smell. He even thought about it. Thinking about whether there was any misunderstanding, he immediately threw himself into the business of humiliating the students as soon as he got the results of the preliminary examination, and he couldn't help but forget about the grade director and the novel.

You Xiaoxiu was listening to the training in the office with a mournful face. His grades hadn’t dropped too much, they were just fluctuating normally within the level. However, what the class teacher needed was just a chance to beat him, and he was really heartless and made him squat at the door of the office. Make papers.

Teachers and students coming and going walked by, he squatted, and the class teacher leaned beside him to drink tea.By the way cynicism.

"How many monitors are there this time?"

"Top five in grade."

"What about you?"

"...top fifty."

The head teacher smiled: "It's a good match."

"..."

The grade director came down from the second floor, witnessed this scene from a distance, and went over hesitantly and asked, "What's wrong?"

The class teacher tossed the students into a good mood, and they felt kind to the grade teacher when they met, and handed over the excellent papers to the grade teacher: "Come on, teacher, take a look, this is the score that a student with sound intelligence can get in the test." ?”

You Xiaoxiu, who was squatting between the two of them: "..."

Unexpectedly, before the upper body of the class teacher got over, the grade teacher backed away as if his tail had been stepped on: "Speak as you speak, class teacher, please don't get so close to me."

The head teacher looked at the grade teacher's conflicted expression, and finally figured out what the problem was - the grade teacher was afraid that his "homosexuality" would be interesting to him.

His eyes stayed on the slack belly of the grade teacher, and the class teacher thundered: You are really gay and not picky eaters.