Chapter 225

When Zhong Yingji comes to the gate of Maxim high school, he stops again.

The green mailbox outside the maxim high school has just been renovated. At this time, a yellow handkerchief is tied to the green mailbox by someone, flying in the wind.

Zhong Yingji walks over and looks up. The surveillance camera at the school gate is slowly turning. It's class time. There is no one else except a security guard who looks down at his mobile phone.

When the camera turned to the blind area, he quickly walked over, reached out and pressed it, and squeezed a small bottle out of the mailbox.

The little bottle soon returned to the mailbox. There was a drop of blood in it!

Zhong Yingji did not enter the office, but went directly to the school clinic.

After a while, he came out again and came to the teaching building.

Class 4 of senior two has finished the morning meeting. Jessica from London just took the students to experience the Victorian morning tea custom. The classroom is full of the fragrance of English tea.

Seeing the belated Zhong Yingji, Jessica shrugged: "Zhong, there is an unexpected guest in the classroom today."

Her Chinese is very good, although she still can only speak but not read.

"Uninvited guest?" Zhong Yingji gave a cry.

Jessica said with a smile, "it's like a leader. Well, that's what Chinese should say, leader!"

The foreign teacher shook his head: "I still don't understand why the school is so nervous when there is a leader. My class has become a trial. Before class, there are two meetings in the office."

In the corridor came the sound of hasty footsteps, and the teaching director came in a hurry with a pile of thick documents in his arm and sweat.

"You see, the director is here again." Jessica waved mischievously and left in a hurry.

"Mr. Zhong, come here, this way." Fat director while wiping sweat while waving, because spray more men to sweat agent, all with a strange smell.

Zhong Yingji held back his discomfort and passed slowly: "it's my class right away..."

"I know, today we have to change the teaching plan and have a lesson of your highest level. How about the art of ancient poetry, which won the open class award last time

Zhong Yingji frowned: "why change classes?"

The director pinched the tight shirt with his fingers and kept shaking. The strange smell became more and more irritating.

"Mr. Zhong, the section chief of the teaching and research section of our District Education Bureau has come to attend the class. You know, the school is in a bit of trouble recently, and it's our boss again. The board of directors has been very busy. We are not public high schools. One document can block the school, you know The director is sincere and sincere.

Zhong Yingji suddenly: "OK, I know."

He turned around and entered the classroom. He walked directly onto the platform. Just as he was about to turn on the multimedia instrument, he was stunned.

In the last row of the classroom, Fang Tang was sitting in a suit, smiling and winking at him.

Is Fang section chief of the teaching and Research Section

Zhong Yingji relaxes slowly, the teaching curtain falls behind him, and the curtains of the room automatically pull up.

Without using the old teaching plan of the last time, Zhong Yingji played on the spot and soon entered the role.

"... the students have to ponder over Wen Tingyun's poem. The white character at the end of the poem is the most vulgar one. As the originator of Huajian School, Wen Tingyun's poem is famous for its gorgeous rhetoric, euphemism and delicacy. It is said in the poetry that he deliberately refined his words and paid great attention to literary talent and harmony... Then why did he use such a common word? "

It's the end of the class, and Zhong Yingji puts forward the question with a smile.

The students looked at each other.

What's special about this word?

The bell rings after class.

Soon, there were only two people left in the classroom. The director came in from the outside.

Fang Tang got up to shake hands with the director and expressed his appreciation for the class.

The director asked the leader for advice.

Chief Fang fully affirmed teacher Zhong Yingji's solid teaching skills, and pointed out that the quality of young teachers determines the future of students, and the school should always pay attention to teaching and research work.

Finally, Mr. Fang encouraged everyone to explore new classroom teaching methods and art, and strive to further on the existing basis.

The director smiles all over his face and invites the section chief to dinner as usual. Fang Tang says that if he wants to continue to communicate with Mr. Zhong, he doesn't have to have dinner. He is responsible and can't accept the treat.

Zhong Yingji and Fang Tang walked slowly to the avenue of the campus.A pigeon suddenly appeared and circled over their heads.

Zhong Yingji face shocked: "you, how do you do it?"

"Now you can rest assured that no one is monitoring me at this time." Fang Tang's eyes were strange, turbid and scattered, but he walked and talked normally.

"I have to say that you have a good way of acting as a leader." Zhong Yingji relaxed smile: "even our director did not see the flaw, you are so young, but to disguise an old man, it is really interesting."

"Your director only recognizes documents, and if he forges another phone call, he will believe it." Fang Tang untied his suit and breathed out: "do you know why I came to you?"

Zhong Yingji shrugged: "you are too anxious. I will tell you the pregnancy test results of Yaxin."

Fang Tang stopped and looked at him.

The air is stagnant.

Zhong Yingji said with a faint smile: "I have given the blood to my friend in the health room. The doctor on duty has many friends in the hospital. In the afternoon, he can help Yaxin do a color Doppler ultrasound and listen to the fetal heart rate..."

Fang Tang said: "I'm fine anyway. I'll just wait in your office, OK? I'm not welcome, am I

Zhong Yingji was silent for a moment and said slowly, "you come to school not only for Yaxin's sake, but also for the suspicion that it has become a new base for cell organization, right?"

Fang Tang didn't speak.

Zhong Yingji wry smile: "we are not unlimited company, the strength can be strong enough to turn a high school into its own territory at any time."

Walking down the mall, I came to the office and waited for another two hours until noon when the report finally arrived.

Fang Tang picked up the report and took all the needles with him.

Looking at his arrogant departure, Zhong Yingji clenched his fist.

He is very angry. Fang Tang's action is undoubtedly showing his power.

He's putting pressure on it to show that everything is under his control.

But Chung has no choice.

In the afternoon, in the rental room of the old lane, the doctor finished the fetal heart test, and Zhong Yingji had to make a good report and send it to the mailbox designated by Fang Tang.

Qin Yaxin took Beixing out for a walk.

Zhong Yingji sat silently in the room, closed his eyes and knocked his ears.

An angry voice appeared: "why don't you contact me? We almost exposed it yesterday, you know? "

Zhong Yingji light: "the result is good, isn't it?"

The opposite voice became more and more angry: "as I said, you can't contact Fang Tang for more than half an hour! Yesterday you went into the blind area in the rental house for more than 4 hours

"I know it won't happen in the future."

"Hum, white blood cells, you should know that the longer fangtang has entered the blind area, the more likely infinite company will find abnormalities. Do you know how much energy I spent yesterday to cover up the blind area data?"

"Again, it will be found! Damn... "

Zhong Yingji face expressionless: "I was too risky, but you still cover up the past."

"I'm risking being discovered and modifying a lot of data... Forget it, since the data Department's rotation vacation starts three days later, I'm on the vacation list. Please fulfill your promise to me at that time!"

Zhong Yingji smiles: "I know."