She took a step back and looked up at the small sign at the door, confirming that the words written on it were the office of the second-level senior high school department, not the canteen of the second-level senior high school department.

With a skeptical attitude, Lin Er stood back at the door and looked around the office. He couldn't tell which of the dozen or so gourmets were sucking in food madly.

The teachers were busy fighting against food, not paying attention to the movement at the door. Only a middle-aged man at the desk by the window looked at her - the man looked like he was 45 or 46 years old, with a slightly fat face, and a very obvious smile on his eyes, looking amiable.

Instead of eating, he held a red pen and lowered his head to correct his homework. He also looked at the clocks on the table from time to time, as if he was waiting for someone.

When he met his gaze, Lin Er hesitated for a moment, held up the notice and said, "Hello, teacher?"

The middle-aged man nodded with a smile: "Oh, little classmate, you are so good, which teacher should you look for?"

Then, before Lin Er could speak, he saw the notice in her hand, and waved to her twice in a row: "Oh, are you Lin Er classmate?"

The teacher who spoke was very friendly, and was as chubby as Maitreya Buddha who saved all living beings. When he smiled, his eyes narrowed into a slit, and his face also showed a compassionate expression of compassion.

"I am your class teacher. My surname is Chen and my name is Rusi." Maitreya Buddha happily took the notice she handed over and introduced himself enthusiastically, "Chen Rusi, the dead are as good as this."

As if she was worried about her limited literary level, Maitreya Buddha said again: "Do you know this sentence? It comes from "The Analects of Confucius: Zihan Pian". The original sentence is that the dead are like this, and they will never leave day and night. It means this time..."

Liner: “…”

If she guessed correctly, this Maitreya Buddha must have taught Chinese.

"I'm disturbing, Teacher Mi... Oh no, Teacher Chen." Lin Er was very polite and tactfully interrupted his chattering with words. "Unfortunately, I happened to know this sentence, so you don't need to explain it specifically."

At this time, Director Xu, who was sitting opposite Lao Chen, also came over with a bowl of rice noodles. He stretched his head and looked at the transcript pressing on the notice.

Seeing the four horizontal and vertical printed characters of Haida Affiliated High School above the transcript, Director Xu raised his head in surprise: "Has Haida Affiliated High School turned around?"

Liner nodded.

As soon as Director Xu came out of Haida Affiliated High School, the gluttons gathered at the desk to suck wildly, stopped their predation movements, and then turned their heads neatly.

For some reason, Lin Er felt that they looked at her like a lush fortune tree.

The more Director Xu looked at Zhaocai Shu, the more satisfied he felt. He put the rice noodles on the table with a big golden knife, and talked loudly to Zhaocai Shu like an admissions office teacher.

"Oh, Lin Er, you will definitely not be disappointed when you transfer to our school. Our school is also very good, and the academic atmosphere is quite strong."

As soon as Director Xu's words finished speaking, Lin Er heard the two teachers on the desk opposite him chatting.

The female teacher said: "I'm so sleepy. I saw it at 2:30 when I watched a Korean drama yesterday."

Another young teacher responded: "Me too. I watched the drama until three in the morning yesterday. I wanted to take leave today and not come to work."

Liner: “…?”
Chapter completed!