I got excited. I saw my ex-girlfriend sitting across from me on a blind date.

Chapter 38 I won’t have lunch

Lin Zhengran saw that he was a little downcast and seemed to have seen through life at such a young age, so he slapped him on the back, causing Wang Quanan to cough.

Lin Zhengran said happily:

"That's good. It's good to have dreams at a young age, but don't give up! You should do a good job in editing and publicity first, and then slowly and tentatively turn to directing later. The teacher will help you!"

Wang Quanan stared at him in disbelief: "You help me? How can you help me?"

Lin Zhengran clicked his tongue and suddenly looked into the distance with a deep expression, his eyes seeming to have experienced countless vicissitudes of life.

"As the saying goes, having more skills makes you less important. Do you want me to tell you that my teacher also worked as a director for three years? You know, I was still very thin at that time."

"Really? Teacher, you also have a dream to be a director?!" Wang Quanan was excited.

Lin Zhengran nodded and said word by word: "Of course it's fake!"

Wang Quanan: "."

Lin Zhengran smiled and stretched out a finger:
  "How did I ever become a director? The teacher is very busy, but I do know a thing or two about editing. When you earn enough money to start the movie, I can give you some guidance! I believe that under the guidance of this teacher, You will succeed."

Lin Zhengran reminded: "Oh, my teacher suggested that you can make money by making short plays first, don't worry about making movies."

Wang Quanan shrugged. It was hard to say whether he should believe it or not.

He also ate the cake.

Lin Zhengran got on the motorcycle: "Okay, let's go back to school for dinner. I'm almost starving. Get on the bike!"

Wang Quanan said oh, and followed Lin Zhengran mindlessly onto the motorcycle, the car buzzing and speeding quickly.

A thud ripped through the air.

"Slow down!"

"If you go any slower, you'll be late! There's only three minutes left!"

Wang Quanan hugged his waist with all his strength, holding on to the wind:
  "By the way, teacher, you haven't told me yet, why do you come to Magnolia High School to be a teacher when you have such good friends? Can't you do the editing work yourself? Our class is not a good class, it is difficult to teach!"

Lin Zhengran answered despite the wind:

"I told you that teachers are not superficial people! You have to have dreams, do you understand?"

"What is the teacher's dream?!"

“A teacher’s dream is to teach and support the elderly.”

"Is this a dream?!"

"Nonsense! The dream is not to unify instant noodles. Do you think everyone's dream is to do big things? You will be beautiful if I am your teacher, you insatiable little things! Even I envy you for having a teacher like me! "

Wang Quanan smiled and said: "You are really shameless. Don't worry, I will help you in the class in the future! You are welcome to help me!"

"You have a conscience! I have been busy all morning in vain! Don't sleep on your stomach again in class later!"

"Listen to you!"

In a flash, only the taillights of motorcycles were left on the road.

Wang Quanan gritted his teeth and felt like he was going to be thrown away: "I told you to slow down! I will never ride on the teacher's motorcycle again!!"

At this moment, Zhang Lan was sitting at a dining table in the Yulan High School restaurant, with dishes for three people placed in front of her. After finishing her own portion, she looked at the remaining two portions and said to herself:

"Why haven't they come to dinner so late? The food is too cold to eat."

Zhang Lan looked at the door of the restaurant, which was still empty, and said helplessly: "Forget it, I'll take these two back and heat them up for midnight snacks, and buy new ones for my senior and Teacher He, although I don't know why he went there. But what if I haven’t eaten yet.”

She waved to the uncle in the cafeteria and said:

"Uncle, help me get two bags. I'll pack the vegetables and take them back. Thank you." She smiled: "And can I borrow your kitchen? I want to fry two dishes myself. Thank you."

When Lin Zhengran took Wang Quanan back to school, the school bell had already rang for two minutes.

The two of them had no time to eat, so they hurriedly went to the teaching building.

Wang Quanan asked curiously: "Teacher, what period is your class on this afternoon?"

"The third period." "Then I will take a nap before the first two periods, so that I will be energetic when I come to your class."

Lin Zhengran: "???Put your head over and say something again!"

Wang Quanan ran away early.

Lin Zhengran reminded: "Study hard and make progress every day, do you understand?!"

Clutching his hungry stomach, Lin Zhengran had to go to the office to sign in Zhang Lan's notebook. After all, he hadn't become a full-time employee yet and didn't have a mobile phone to check in, so he needed to sign in person every day to confirm that he was not late for work.

But when Lin Zhengran entered the office, he found Zhang Lan sitting there with a smile on his face and staring at him: "Teacher Lin?"

There was no one else in the office, most of them were probably in class.

Lin Zhengran laughed out loud: "Oh, the toilet was blocked and I had to use it for a long time. Good afternoon, Teacher Zhang. You look really good this afternoon."

He came to Zhang Lan seriously and was about to sit down.

As a result, Zhang Lan asked gently and deliberately: "Are you late again? Have you really never been on time in three days of work?"

Lin Zhengran chuckled and said, "No, Teacher Zhang. I remember that I was on time yesterday afternoon."

Seeing him sitting down, Zhang Lan looked at him with blue-pupil eyes, and her voice became even lower: "Are you going to sleep in the office on time?"

Lin Zhengran smiled.

Pretend to have amnesia.

Zhang Lan took out a disposable plastic lunch box from the hole in the table and handed it to him:
  "Actually, I know you were busy with student matters this morning. Teacher He told me the reason when he picked me up on the motorcycle. But I didn't expect you to be busy so late. You haven't eaten yet, have you? I'll give you a copy. Stir-fried pork rice with chili, double the meat.”

Lin Zhengran took it after seeing it. He was already very hungry, so he couldn't eat for free.

"Thank you. How much does it cost? I'll give you double it."

Zhang Lan slowly shook his head: "Forget the money, if Teacher Lin wants to repay the favor, just don't forget that you still owe me a meal."

"How could that be? I have been waiting for your time." Lin Zhengran emphasized: "You know that I am still very trustworthy."

"How about Sunday? I'm free on Sunday." Zhang Lan answered slowly and tentatively.

If she is not free on Sunday, Zhang Lan thinks she will make an appointment on Monday, and if she is not free on Monday, she will make an appointment on Tuesday.

Teacher He and Teacher Lin will be together at noon...
  Zhang Lan always felt an unspeakable sense of crisis in her heart.

"Okay, I'm free on Sundays," Lin Zhengran replied.

Zhang Lan smiled and nodded: "Then it's settled." She then said: "I want to ask you by the way, are Teacher Lin and Teacher He together at noon today?"

Lin Zhengran: "No, I didn't let her follow me. I let her eat. Why didn't she tell you?"

Zhang Lan nodded slowly: "It's okay, I understand. I also bought her a portion and will send it to her later. You can try the lunch I bought for you first."

"Oh okay! Let me try it."

Zhang Lan helped him open the lid, and Lin Zhengran found a large bowl of rice covered with shredded pork and chili, and the aroma gushed out.

Lin Zhengran took the spoon handed over by Zhang Lan and took a big mouthful. His eyes lit up after eating it.

"It smells great! Where did you buy this?"

Zhang Lan felt sweet in her heart: "Secret, as long as you think it tastes good."

As soon as he finished speaking, He Qing suddenly knocked on the door with a smile:

"Teacher Lin is back?! I just saw Teacher Zhang's motorcycle parked there, and I knew you were back." She picked up the food in her hand and said happily: "I bought you lunch! Your favorite minced meat eggplant."

A gust of wind blew by, and the three of them were silent. Zhang Lan looked at the lunch in He Qing's hand, and He Qing looked at the lid of the lunch box in Zhang Lan's hand.

The two women were silent and looked at Lin Zhengran at the same time.

Lin Zhengran looked at the way the two women looked at him.

He swallowed the food in his mouth and smiled: "Actually, I don't have lunch."

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  (End of this chapter)