The next day, Bian Lingxi got up at seven o'clock as usual, brushed her teeth, washed her face, skin care, and put on makeup. After everything was put away, the breakfast made by her father in the microwave had been heated. Bian Lingxi glanced at her watch, and the hands pointed in the direction of eight o'clock.

, she ate her breakfast quickly, packed herself up and went out.

Hurrying slowly, I finally arrived at school five minutes to half past eight.

She started at nine o'clock this morning, but before that she had to hold a class meeting for the students. The time was set at 8:40, so it would be bad if she was late.

Teikyo University is indeed a famous university in the country. Each teacher has an independent office. The office of a teacher at the associate professor level is a small single room of 30 square meters. It has all the facilities. Bian Lingxi just arrived at the office and sat down to take a drink of water. The office

There was a knock on the door.

"Come in."

Bian Lingxi looked up and saw that the person coming was the monitor of her class, and she smiled softly.

"Professor Bian, the students are all here, do you want to go first?"

Hua Feng has been the class monitor since her freshman year. At that time, Bian Lingxi had just come to Teikyo University to teach. Her classmates were all top students from all over the country, so it was inevitable that they would feel arrogant. Many classmates even thought that she, a new female teacher, was too young.

She was young, so she definitely had no ability. Fortunately, Hua Feng helped her establish prestige in the class, and she was strong enough. After three years, she successfully won the hearts of all her classmates, and Hua Feng became her right-hand assistant.

"Since everyone is here, let's go first." As he said that, Bian Lingxi organized the course materials on his desk, put them neatly in the portfolio, and left the office with Hua Feng following him.

later.

This semester is the second semester of the junior year. The students are very busy every day. They are looking for jobs, preparing for postgraduate entrance examinations, applying for overseas exchanges, starting businesses, and participating in the Western Tibet Aid Program. In short, every student has spent all their time.

We must work hard to create a new future for ourselves. After all, these days there are always a few graduates from prestigious universities who cannot find jobs. No one wants to be the denominator, they all want to catch up with the previous molecule and become the leader.

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The classroom was buzzing with chatter. Many of the students I had not seen since the beginning of school were communicating with each other before the class meeting. When Bian Lingxi came in, the students were still discussing: How much has the housing price in Imperial Capital increased recently? Students outside the country are also talking about housing prices in their hometowns, and all of them lament that the main contribution to my country's rapid economic development and becoming the world's second largest economy is due to the rapid development of the real estate industry.

"Classmates, be quiet for a moment. The teacher has something to say to you." Bian Lingxi stood on the podium, and the class had a backbone. The lecture hall was so quiet that the sound of a pin dropping on the ground could be clearly heard.

hear.

“I heard everyone talking about the issue of rising housing prices, and I quite understand the students’ questions. After all, everyone hopes to have a house of their own and a home of their own when they live independently.

But classmates, you have just entered your third year of college and have not officially entered the society. To be so discouraged is not the student I taught by Bian Lingxi!"

Bian Lingxi knew that everyone was under a lot of pressure recently, so his tone inevitably contained some joking connotations. Some students with sharp ears heard it and plucked up the courage to make fun of her.

"Professor Bian, why don't you lend us your house to live in!" The person who spoke was a boy, Fang Lang. As his name suggests, he is cheerful and generous. Even though he is sometimes a bit out of tune, he is also the most willing to stand up for others at critical moments.

A man who takes responsibility for his class.

"Fang Lang, if you want to eat dumplings at Professor Bian's house, just say so. We won't laugh at you!"

"You are so embarrassed to blame me, don't tell me that you don't want to go." Fang Lang sat at the edge of the first row, next to the boys' dormitory. Listening to the words of the girls in the back row, everyone raised their legs at the same time, holding their mouths in their mouths.

Holding the penholder and sighing, the whole set of movements was smooth and uniform, as if it had been rehearsed countless times.

There are only a few boys majoring in education, but Bian Lingxi's class is pretty good. There are forty people in the class, and boys account for a quarter. All the girls in the class treat them as their treasures and dote on them very much.

"Okay, since you want to eat dumplings, you can just go to the teacher's house after class. There is not much time now, let's talk about the business first." Bian Lingxi calmed everyone's excitement and motioned to Hua Feng to take her there.

The information sheet that came here will be distributed.

"What Huafeng is giving out now is the wealth that everyone has accumulated in the past three years. This is related to everyone's qualifications for postgraduate study. Please carefully review all the information. After class, Huafeng will collect the form. Please take the time to read it. If you don't have it,

Just leave the problem directly to Huafeng."

"In addition, regarding your internship in the next semester, the school has issued a red-letter document. This year's interns need to go to the High School Affiliated to Imperial University. I know that everyone has been working hard recently, but this is something that every student must experience.

, so if students continue to persevere, the dawn of victory is just ahead.”

The form was handed out, and no one was in a hurry to check it. Everyone raised their heads seriously and listened to Bian Lingxi's speech, which shows everyone's love for her.

"Professor Bian, we will graduate next year, and no one will be able to see you by then. Thinking about it, I still feel a little reluctant." A girl in the back row was a little depressed, especially since she had been busy in society for a while recently and only learned about the school.

Only then did I realize how gentle the professors are to their students.

"If you want to see me, you can come to Teikyo University, I will be there at any time.

If you have younger siblings at home, encourage your younger siblings to take the education major at Teikyo University. When you graduate, you can also enter Teikyo University as parents. Isn’t it great to think about it?

At that time, you could still say to your younger brothers and sisters: Little brats, look, this is the school your brother (sister) once attended. At that time, it was too late for others to admire you. Right?!"

All kidding aside, everyone has a clear bill in their heart. During the three years since we were classmates, every tree and plant on campus has been engraved into the memory box deep in our minds, and we can never let go of it.

Whenever life is so tiring that you want to die, and when you dream back at midnight, every leaf, flower, grass, cup and chant on the university campus is full of sentiment and youth.

When the school bell rings, all the emotions you shouldn’t have have to be put away. This is the life of adults. Even if you are bruised and bruised, you must learn to tolerate it. This is the first lesson that must be learned in social life.

"Okay, let's go to class."

Bian Lingxi always likes to quote scriptures during class. Sometimes when she talks about something that has profound insights, she will stop and share with her classmates the current status of education and the meaningful things she encountered while teaching.

Over the years, the students of Class 1, majoring in education, have understood that although Professor Bian is young, he has a rich life experience. The initial disdain has long since disappeared, and now all that remains is admiration. Therefore, Bian Lingxi teaches at Teikyo University.

During the three years of teaching at the Graduate School, I also experienced the most authentic joy of being a teacher.

These are hopes and futures that cannot be seen in any profession. This feeling is like a gardener personally watching a small sapling under his careful watering, weathered, growing from small to large, until it becomes a towering tree.

trees, and then provide shelter from wind and rain for the next generation.

All the beauty and hardships in this process can only be experienced by a teacher like a gardener.

If we say why she chose to become a teacher, it is because she likes to see every young and immature smiling face. When she sees them looking forward to the future and even actively striving for a better life in the future, she feels a kind of pride in her heart.

It was as if I had lived again.

Every time one class of students is sent away, the next class of new students will be ushered in. Time is dissipated in this repetition. The face of the young and beautiful female teacher is gradually covered with wrinkles, and the once handsome Oppa has also grown up.

They left the Mediterranean Sea, but what they exchanged for their youth and hard work is the brightness of the entire educational world, the future of every student, the happiness of society, and the hope of the entire country.

Every rebirth is like a vulture carving its own skin. Although it is full of pain, it is joyful.

"Ding ding ding ding~" An hour passed so quickly, and Bian Lingxi just finished teaching the first courseware he opened.

"Okay, get out of class is over. Let's go to my house to eat dumplings together when we have time at noon." After Bian Lingxi finished speaking, he motioned to Fang Lang and Hua Feng, who were sitting in the first row, to count the number of people together, "By the way, do you remember where my house is!" "

"Remember!" the whole class said back in unison, the voice was so loud that the students in the next classroom who were rushing to the canteen after school couldn't help but stop and investigate.

Bian Lingxi left the classroom first. She wondered if her father's assistant had bought the groceries. If not, she would have to go to the supermarket.

"Hey, Brother Lin, did you buy the vegetables my dad asked you to buy?" When Lin Shu received the call, he was reporting the investment return ratio in Bian Lin's office when he saw the call from the boss's daughter.

I picked it up without thinking too much.

"The dishes have been bought, and by the way, I also bought a lot of dumpling wrappers. The chairman guessed that your students would come to eat dumplings, so he bought a lot of them and put them all in the refrigerator. There are also some in the refrigerator of 2202

Some fruits are freshly cut, and the chairman said you can use them to entertain the students."

"Thank you, Brother Lin. By the way, has my dad had lunch?" Bian Lingxi was worried that her father would forget to eat when he got busy at work.

"Don't worry, the chairman knows how to maintain health better than you." Lin Shu's tone was quite serious, as if he was saying: The person who doesn't eat to work is the daughter, not the daughter's father.

Bian Lingxi inadvertently touched her nose as she listened.

After telling Lin Geshu to take good care of her father, Bian Lingxi hung up the phone, found her red mini in the open-air parking lot, and left.

Twenty minutes later, Bian Lingxi returned home, opened the refrigerator and took a look at everything.

Not long after, Hua Feng and Fang Lang took their classmates downstairs.

This group of students often come to Bian Lingxi's place to have a meal, and the security guard is familiar with them, but the rules cannot be ignored, so he still gave Bian Lingxi a symbolic call.

Ten minutes later, the whole class arrived. Bian Lingxi thought that some people would not come, but she did not expect that the whole class was here. She could only turn around to get the key and opened the door next door.

Three years ago, because students came to eat at her house and there were so many people that they couldn't even stand, she bought the house next door, but did not open it up. One room was converted into a studio and another guest room.

It has become a small gym. The students in the class came more than once. The students who did not participate in the dumpling-making task were familiar with each other and found their own fun. A few of them gathered together and chatted about their future.

Imagine.

"Hey, Professor Bian, the house next door also belongs to you?" Sun Le was coming out of the elevator next door with takeaways, followed by Yan Shu who had just come back from outside. Maybe it was because of the clothes, but she always felt that Yan Shu had a youthful air.

It became more intense, and she was a little worried that he could really play the majestic captain of the criminal police team?

"Yeah." It's mine. Do you have any objections?

Bian Lingxi said hello to them and then turned around and went into another apartment to call some students over. But to his surprise, Yan Shu and Sun Le were still standing in the corridor without moving.

So, the following things happened naturally, but Bian Lingxi was still a little confused.

Yan Shu is really so good. Her student could actually betray her for one Yan Shu. She directly brought him and his assistant in without the consent of her master. Moreover, he didn’t object and was very compliant as soon as he entered the door.

He seemed to smile at her for a moment.

This smile directly made the 22nd floor of Building A of Jingluo Dixiu boil. Some students in 2204 had already eaten dumplings. They were all holding their rice bowls and crowded into 2202. The door of 2203 where Yan Shu lived was also closed.
Chapter completed!