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Although it was forcibly arranged to be a Chinese teacher in this small church, Xu Qichen liked this place very much. Perhaps it was this profession that gave him a sense of security in his comfort zone. don’t know why, he seems to be born with a physique that attracts children. The teacher the children here rely on most is Xu Qichen.

Teach them how to learn Chinese characters every day, but it’s easy. The only thing I worry about is his own life experience. He knows that this timed bomb will explode sooner or later, but he can’t see the countdown. This is what makes him flustered the most.


“Have you not been in contact with your young master recently?”

Xu Qichen, who was squatting on the ground, raised his head and looked at Lin Nianzhi who was aloft.

“He has been very busy these days, and he doesn’t think he can take care of me.”

Lin Nianzhi also squatted down and patted the little girl who was leaning against Xu Qichen and was holding a branch and writing on the mud. “Yun Niu, it’s cold outside, you go to the room and write. Aunt Zhang brought you brown sugar biscuits.”

The little girl happily patted her butt and ran back to the small house.

Xu Qichen frowned, his eyes sharp, “Is something wrong with Song Yuanyan?”

Lin Nianzhi said, “I also heard people say that Song Yuanyan had a serious illness. He had a high fever for several days and stayed in the hospital for several days.”

The hand that was holding the branch on the ground silently paused, and then spoke again after a while, “Are you discharged now?”

“You are really terribly calm.” Lin Nianzhi looked sideways and looked puzzled. “Isn’t Song Yuanyan your lover?”

“So I know him better than any of you.” Xu Qichen threw away the branch in his hand, patted the dust on his gown, and turned away.

Lin Nianzhi was left sitting in place.

Strange, isn’t this person always gentle and polite?

How did it feel that he was angry.

Lin Nianzhi couldn’t figure it out and didn’t bother to think about it. After a foreign language class, he hurried back to attend the reception. Before leaving, he asked Xu Qichen, “Should I take a vacation?”

Xu Qichen patronized the children to see the exercises, without raising his head, “What are you doing on leave?”


Lin Nianzhi glared at him, “Are you not going to visit the sick?”

Xu Qichen bent over and carefully drew circles on the study, “These are all other characters, I have to change them later, do you remember them.” After the explanation, he looked at Lin Nianzhi, “No.”

“It’s weird, I’m a half principal, and I begged the teacher to take leave.” Lin Nianzhi’s young lady had a temper again, “Will you go or not? Anyway, it’s not the one I like. doing what.”

Xu Qichen glanced at her and said in a very calm tone, “Maybe the person you like will also go to the reception. Go back and dress up.”

When he said this, Lin Nianzhi’s face turned red all at once, and his words began to be uncomfortable, “What, I, I don’t have anyone I like.”

Xu Qichen thought, your personality is called Tsundere in modern society.

Lin Nianzhi, who was stimulated by him, left without looking back. Xu Qichen continued to finish the class, only to find that he was the only teacher left in the whole school when he came out.

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