Zheng Yi is observing her. She wants to know what kind of girl will attract people like Shen Zhaozheng.

So far, apart from her looks, she really doesn't know what's special about this girl.

Finally, she got up and rushed to the podium. With one hand on the platform, she tilted her body and stared at Zheng Yi.

Zheng Yi suddenly felt guilty and flustered, and glanced away from her eyes.

Miss squint at her: "teacher, do you recognize me?"

What Zheng Yi thought was that the girl was very active. If she had any questions in her heart, she immediately asked, without any hesitation.

So, does Shen Zhaozheng like this kind of girl?

So, is it the girl who actively pursues Shen Zhaozheng?

After all, she was defeated by being too passive.

She forced a smile: "no I don't know. "

"Then why are you staring at me all the time?"

It's a kind of How to describe this feeling?

Although she was asking her questions, she didn't feel aggressive. There was just a childish coquetry.

Leaving aside Shen Zhaozheng's liking for her, Zheng Yi thinks that this kind of girl is likable.

No wonder Shen Zhaozheng likes her.

"When a teacher gives a lecture, he always has to look at something. How do you think I am staring at you all the time? Is it Too narcissistic? "

Zheng Yi said what was in her heart.

However, she was still a lazy posture leaning on the platform, staring at her maliciously: "doesn't the teacher think I look good?"

Zheng Yi frowned involuntarily. The tone of her voice was like that of a gangster in the street.

Shen Zhaozheng likes this kind of person?

It's really tasteless. I don't have a good taste.

She clapped the book in her hand: "if you have time to question the teacher, it's better to go back to your seat and read more books. OK, I won't tell you more about it. Prepare well for the next class."

Then he took some books and ran away in a hurry.

In the first battle, she was defeated. Although as a teacher, though older than her and more experienced than her, she always felt that she had no confidence in front of her own students.

But she took a look at her back and didn't say much.

A week later, in the school conference room, the principal, two Vice Principals and several directors were in a meeting. The meeting was about the students' League building activities.

Director Hao, who is in charge of planning this activity, looked at several pieces of paper in his hand and said to headmaster he, "I plan to organize a group of students to visit the Ministry of foreign affairs."

President he frowned: "I have looked at the materials. I visit the Ministry of foreign affairs every year. Can director Hao come up with some new suggestions?"

Director Hao couldn't help but have a cold sweat on his forehead and stuttered: "I don't know what's the opinion of the headmaster?"

Xue Shen looked at the two people who were talking. As a mere formality,

has the final say, but he clearly knows what he says. "I hope that we will not be able to introduce some chicken ribs in the future. I hope that the students who have been selected can grow up quickly through the group building activities, instead of going to the foreign ministry to shake the floor."

Director Hao pushed the glasses on the bridge of his nose: "I still have a plan B

"Tell me."

"Next month, that is, in March of the Gregorian calendar, a group of ambassadors from six western countries will visit the border defense of the northwest. If the students of our school can go there and accompany them, maybe they can benefit a lot."