Ten thousand yuan, still underestimated the power of rumors.

After Yulia walked out of the classroom crying.

Within a day, news began to circulate in the school that a female student was bullied to tears for ten thousand yuan.

In addition, there were rumors that he was living with another female student.

If someone outside the school does this, the school will not mind, but will warn students not to trust others casually.

But it happened that Wan Yuan was a trainee teacher in this school.

The internship period has not even passed a month, and such rumors spread.

So, for the sake of the school's reputation.

After deliberation with the school leaders, they decided not to hire Wan Yuan even though there was no evidence.

So, he was fired.

"At this moment, Wan Yuan was in a very depressed mood. He was playing games there, transformed into a pianist, and played a song called Beethoven Virus."

Wan Yuan turned around and gave his son a blank look.

I am playing games here, and she wants to be the narrator there.

I was not in the mood anymore, but just in time, my teammates who were resentful also clicked Surrender, and I was only one vote away.

It's over 10,000 yuan.

exit the game.

He stood up and said: "I told you, I was fired, you are quite happy, come to my house to play patty?"

Wan Yuan looked at Yulia in the living room, and Mianzi who came out with him said seriously: "Wan Yuan Sang, we just think you will be in a bad mood after being fired, and we want to come over to help you relax.

Huadu has personally cooked a recovery meal for you, but seeing that you still have time to play games, I think our worries are unnecessary."

Yulia nodded quickly in agreement.

Although she felt that Wan Yuan's dismissal was most likely due to her, Yulia learned to think from other people's perspective after her previous conversation with Wan Yuan.

Yulia put herself in the shoes of the person involved and thought from the perspective of a great teacher.

So she thought that if it was a great teacher, he would definitely feel that the matter had already happened, and it would be useless no matter how much he said.

so.

So although she apologized to Wan Yuan, as expected, Wan Yuan had the same attitude after hearing her apology, and went back to the room to continue the unfinished game.

but..

"Teacher Dashen, I'm sorry..."

Yulia apologized again.

The feeling of guilt always lingers in my heart.

Wan Yuan waved his hand and took out a bottle of ice Coke from the refrigerator.

He opened it and said: "What are you apologizing for? I thought about it, and I have my own reasons, because when the rumors spread, I was complacent and had no intention of clarifying it. Think about it, within a month of being a teacher, I had sex with two

There are scandals among female students, does it mean that I am very good at flirting with girls?"

Jianzi pursed his lips and said, "It seems that your dismissal from Wan Yuansang was not unjust at all."

Yulia nodded again.

But what she was thinking about was...

[Master Dashen is so awesome, Wan Yuan doesn’t care what the people around him think and goes his own way! If only I had his courage! Master Dashen is now my role model! Learn from Master Dashen! 】

Tons tons tons——

Hiccup~

"Cool!"

Is there anything more satisfying than drinking half a bottle of iced Coke worth ten thousand dollars in one breath!?

Then, I planned to walk to the kitchen to see if the flowers that were cooking had been blown up.

But, he saw Yulia's eager expression.

Do you want to drink ice coke?

"You're welcome. Treat it as your own home. If you want to drink, you can take it."

After saying that, he walked towards the kitchen.

Yulia trotted over and opened the refrigerator and took out a bottle of ice Coke.

Tons tons tons——

Cough cough cough——!

Mianzi patted Yulia on the back speechlessly.

"If you have a small mouth, don't drink Coke like others do..."

However, Miko looked at the Coke in the refrigerator.

Gudong——

She swallowed.

Really, can I drink it?

And looking at the energy of drinking Wan Yuan, it seems to be really good...

Two seconds later.

Yulia patted Miko on the back and said proudly: "If you have a small mouth, don't drink Coke like others do."

Wan Yuan walks into the kitchen.

Um..

It was quite satisfactory, the kitchen didn’t explode, and no oil jumped onto the stove.

Surprisingly, there was no accident.

"Not bad, Hua, have you learned to cook at home?"

Hua, who was cooking, said proudly: "No, this is my first time cooking, but I watch my mother cook from time to time, and I will get used to it over time. Don't worry, Mr. Wan Yuansen! Before cooking, I still

I specifically asked my mother for advice, there must be no problem!"

"Yes." Wan Yuan nodded, looked at the beautiful flowers, and praised: "For a first-time cook, you are already a very good flower, and you are very talented in cooking."

"Hehehe." Hua laughed happily because of being praised: "No way, I just like to eat, and my mother's cooking is more delicious, but I made this meal because I wanted Mr. Wan Yuansen to get back on his feet.

Yes, it would be meaningless if the mother did it. I originally wanted to see my son come, but she refused to do it. I hope Mr. Wan Yuansen will be happy after eating it!"

"Well, I have been infected by the vitality of flowers."

But, I'm not sad...

Wan Yuan thought helplessly.

Why does everyone feel so sad when they are fired?

Mrs. Lily Chuan also told herself not to be discouraged. In her words, she even revealed that there were many people who liked her and told her not to commit suicide or anything like that.

Is it that exaggerated?

"What the hell!?"

For a moment, Wan Yuan seemed to have seen something and exclaimed.

"Hua, what did you just put in there!?"

"Salt, what's wrong? Mom told me that we need a spoonful of salt here, and I will add another spoonful later..."

Hua said her mother's instructions and didn't think there was anything wrong with her steps.

There's really no problem with adding salt.

But, if Wan Yuan is correct...

The flowers are salted with a soup ladle!

Sure enough, Hua picked up the spoon again and prepared to add other seasonings.

"Bridge bean sack!"

Wan Yuan stopped her in time to prevent herself from becoming even more depressed after eating this meal.

After telling the flowers what spoon to use to put the seasonings on, and pouring out the pot again.

I spent ten thousand yuan on it, so I didn’t dare to think about it.

He probably spent most of his time watching Mrs. Yurikawa cooking and only watched the part where the dish was to be served.

Looking at the two girls watching the Kimchi Country idol drama outside.
To be continued...