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The dream she had that night was a beautiful dream.

Chapter 343 A Good Teacher Who Loves His Family (5)

The next day.

Zhang Ruowan moved and slowly opened her eyes. Her first reaction was to move gently so as not to wake up Ji Yang.

She looked again and found that he was gone. She suddenly woke up and sat up to look at the alarm clock on the bedside.

Six twenty.

She had clearly set the alarm for six yesterday, but why didn't it go off?

She got out of bed, put on her shoes and went out. She heard a sound from the kitchen. She looked over and saw a man with a straight back, stirring the pot with a spoon in one hand.

She had seen this scene many times and it was nothing special, but today she was particularly happy.

A strong fragrance came over her. She stood there, her eyes fixed on him, a little dazed.

Ji Yang suddenly turned around and their eyes met. They were caught peeking.

Zhang Ruowan's face was very thin. She suddenly blushed and her eyes wandered. Her hands fell down and she didn't know where to put them.

When she didn't know what to do, Ji Yang turned around as if he didn't notice anything, and a low and gentle voice came, "It will be ready in a while, you can go to class after you finish eating."

"I got up early to make it, but the alarm didn't ring." She bit her lower lip and explained embarrassedly, "Maybe I forgot to set it."

She didn't know what happened.

"I turned it off for you, don't worry about it." Ji Yang added some salt and continued to stir.

The words were casual, and Zhang Ruowan also observed him carefully, and was relieved when she found that he was not reluctant.

She turned around and went to the bathroom, cleaned up and came out. He had already cooked noodles and put them on the table.

She couldn't eat much, usually a little less, but she liked to eat vegetables, and Ji Yang always gave her most of the vegetables.

This time was the same.

"I have classes in the morning and will be back a little late. You cook the rice and wait for me to come back to cook." Ji Yang sat down and said to her.

"I can too... I don't have classes in the last period."

"There are only fish and ribs left in the refrigerator. Are you sure you want to cook?" He raised his eyes and looked at her, with a smile on his face.

Zhang Ruowan buried her head, didn't speak, and ate her noodles silently.

How can someone who can't even stir-fry the dishes have the courage to challenge these difficult dishes? Isn't that a waste?

Dare not speak.

There was a low laugh from the other side, and Zhang Ruowan felt even more embarrassed, "I will learn, and I will sign up for classes in the summer vacation."

You can always learn by working hard.

"No." He refused, and then asked, "What do you want to eat? Sweet and sour pork ribs or sour soup pork ribs? Do you want steamed fish or braised fish?"

"I eat whatever you eat." Zhang Ruowan didn't ask.

"Then... sour soup pork ribs, plus braised fish." He made a decision, and Zhang Ruowan's heart skipped a beat when he heard it, and she felt an indescribable feeling.

The joyful mood slowly spread from the heart to the whole body, it was a familiar feeling.

Both of them were her favorites. She would say it without hesitation in the past, looking at him with curved eyebrows, and even asked him to fry two pieces of pork ribs for her.

The vermicelli he cooked was obviously salty, but she tasted sweet.

*

"Let me talk about the test paper yesterday. Overall, it was good. Twenty-two students scored above 90 points, and the highest score was Xi Yang, 98 points."

"First, let's talk about the type of questions and fill-in-the-blank questions. Let's look at the third question. We did a similar question last week, but five students still got it wrong. Those who got it wrong should take a good look."

"Question 28, this is a conversion question type, and fewer people got it right. They are..."

...

Zhang Ruowan stood on the podium, holding a piece of chalk in her hand, turning around to write from time to time, and the group leaders of each group were handing out answer sheets.

"Puff."

Chen Qiuxia looked at the answer sheet in her hand, looked at the name again, couldn't help laughing, and quickly walked to Wei Dong's side.

"What are you doing?" Wei Dong was playing games with his feet up, ignoring her.

"Look for yourself." Chen Qiuxia put the answer sheet in front of her. Wei Dong glanced over and saw the three bright red crosses on it.

The strokes were very crisp, without any hesitation.

The god of learning came over, holding back his laughter, and put his sympathetic hand on his shoulder. Wei Dong cursed directly, "Fuck."

He couldn't control his voice, and the whole class looked over.

Those who were closer came over to look, and Wei Dong felt embarrassed, so he turned the answer sheet over, "Look, what are you looking at?!"

"Zero points?"

"It's so funny, this luck is so bad."

"Take a look."

...

There are always people who are curious, and those with sharp eyes have already seen it.

"Are there any questions?" Zhang Ruowan looked at the restless students below and asked.

"Wei Dong has questions." A voice said with a smile.

"Fatty, don't leave after class!" Wei Dong got angry, stood up and pointed at him, and said word by word from his teeth.

"Be quiet." Zhang Ruowan put down the chalk and looked at Wei Dong, "Wei Dong, sit down and talk properly."

Wei Dong sat down again suddenly, and accidentally dropped his phone to the ground.

Zhang Ruowan was standing right in front of him, seeing it clearly.

The school rules prohibit bringing mobile phones. If caught, parents will be notified, and the consequences are quite serious. Wei Dong was smart and reached out to push the book on the desk to cover the phone.

Although Zhang Ruowan has no temper, she is the class teacher, and she is even more afraid to offend her.

In her sight, Zhang Ruowan walked down, accurately found the phone in the book, and looked at him, "I will help you give it to your dad."

Wei Dong's eyes dodged, like a deflated ball.

His father is the head of the Academic Affairs Office, and if he gives it to his father, he will be sentenced.

Forget it.

Being beaten too much makes one's skin thicker.

"Pick up the book." Zhang Ruowan looked at the book he had pushed over, and leaned over to help him pick up the books near his feet.

Wei Dong recovered and started to speak boldly again, holding his answer sheet to change the subject, "Class teacher, look at these three ruthless big crosses, they didn't give me any face at all, am I shameless?"