Rebirth: Starting from a Trainee Teacher

Chapter 166 Zhou Jing is walking on thin ice
The first time Zhou Jing heard the words "I love you" from Yang Wenwen's mouth, even though Yang Wenwen was forced to do so, he was still very excited. Apart from the confession of his first love, Yang Wenwen was the girl Zhou Jing had dated the most.

"It's over if someone sees us."

Yang Wenwen returned to her seat with a blushing face and bit her back teeth as she looked at the boy.

"Just quit if you see me. I can support you and CC. My last book catered to the fans' demands in order to make some quick money. Some parts were quite explicit. I was too embarrassed to tell people I knew. Please don't read it."

Zhou Jing said, suppressing his excitement.

"Love between men and women is inherently explicit."

Yang Wenwen understood the boy's embarrassment, so she comforted him with a smile.

She wanted to ask Zhou Jing how much money he made from his previous book, but she couldn't say it out loud.

[Thank you, my wife, for your understanding]

Walls have ears. Zhou Jing sent a message to Yang Wenwen.

Yang Wenwen: [No touching me in school anymore], Yang Wenwen changed touching me to being touchy-feely and adding a sentence [You can do whatever you want at home] in front of it and sent it.

Zhou Jing: [Good Wife]

Yang Wenwen: [knocking]

Zhou Jing: [Why did you hit me?]

Yang Wenwen glanced at the boy and snorted softly before typing a reply: [I want to beat you up so that you won’t be obedient in the future]

Zhou Jing: [Tigress Wife]

Yang Wenwen got angry when she saw the word "tiger lady" and replied with gritted teeth: "Say it again"

Zhou Jing responded with a tongue-out expression and looked at Yang Wenwen and asked, "Do you have any more magazines?"

"I have this book, would you like to read it?"

Yang Wenwen took out an NBA basketball magazine from the drawer.

"Give me."

Zhou Jing went over to get the book and quickly kissed Yang Wenwen on the lips.

“It’s getting more and more outrageous.”

Yang Wenwen pursed her lips, then bit her lower lip and licked it.

Zhou Jing smiled without saying anything and flipped through the magazine.

After sitting in the office for a while, Yang Wenwen got up to go to the toilet. When she passed behind the boy, the corners of her mouth slightly raised and she tapped the boy on the head. She was worried that others would see the two of them being intimate, but her hands were itching and she couldn't help it.

Zhou Jing looked up and watched her leave the office. Her legs in boots and wrapped in tight jeans were very charming.

"It's so cold at night."

After going to the toilet and returning to the office, Yang Wenwen stamped her feet and stood next to the radiator, putting down the radiator with her gloved hands.

"You were told to wear your long down coat but you refused."

Zhou Jing glanced at Yang Wenwen's bent back and said.

"It's quite inconvenient to wear a long down jacket. Are my hands cold?"

Yang Wenwen took off her hands and touched the boy's neck.

"Husband will cover you."

"Need not."

Yang Wenwen withdrew her hand and returned to her seat.

Zhou Jing felt itchy inside, and Yang Wenwen's "serious" way of teasing made him even more excited.

After the third evening self-study get out of class, Zhou Jing wanted to ask Yang Wenwen to live with him, but after thinking it over, he decided not to do so. He sent Yang Wenwen to the downstairs of the community, spent some time with her, and then returned to his own place.

"Ride slowly, and don't stay up late writing novels."

Yang Wenwen put a knitted hat on the boy to cover his ears and zipped up his down jacket to the top.

"I know. See you tomorrow." Zhou Jing stroked Yang Wenwen's face, put on gloves, and rode away.

Yang Wenwen stood there and watched the boy go away from her sight before turning back into the building. Recalling the afterglow of those tender times, the corners of Yang Wenwen's mouth involuntarily curled up, and the overflowing feeling of joy in her heart made her smile all the way home.

"It's so late, why don't you let Xiao Zhou come up and stay?"

The daughter came back later than usual, and it was obvious that she was in a good mood. Mother Yang knew it without having to guess.

"He will write a novel when he returns."

Yang Wenwen deliberately turned around to avoid her mother's gaze, took off her scarf and down jacket and hung them on the clothes hanger.

"It's tiring to work and write novels at the same time. Please take care of his life."

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After returning to his residence, Zhou Jing took a cold shower, temporarily clearing his mind of distracting thoughts so that he could concentrate on writing his novel. The distracting thoughts brought by women are like data from certain software, which cannot be permanently cleared and will reappear even if cleared this time.

Zhou Jing's last book was completed at the end of December, and the subscription in January was even better than before. Before the major overhaul of online literature, this book would have brought Zhou Jing a considerable income. After the overhaul, it has been completely unrecognizable and he can only read the original version on pirated copies.

CC had fallen asleep, but Yang Wenwen couldn't sleep. Whether she opened her eyes or closed them, the boy's image was all she could see in her mind.

How could she get to this point with a boy who is seven years younger than her?
There's really no hope, Yang Wenwen smiled bitterly in her heart and opened the private album in her mobile phone to look at the boy's photos. Her private album was full of photos of Zhou Jing, as well as photos with Zhou Jing, some from a few years ago and some from this year.

Looking at the sunny smile on the handsome boy's face in the photo, Yang Wenwen couldn't help but smile.

Zhou Jing promised Yang Wenwen not to stay up late, and before he knew it, he was writing until after three o'clock before he set the alarm and went to bed to take a nap.

On Monday, after a morning run, Zhou Jing returned to the office and ran into Gu Jia who had just returned from breakfast in the staff cafeteria.

"Auntie, are you better from your cold?"

Zhou Jing asked with concern.

"Okay, I brought you two buns. Will your master treat you well?"

Gu Jia took out the buns she had just bought from her down jacket pocket, both of which were filled with meat.

"Thank you, Master."

Afraid of the Shura scene, Zhou Jing set up a Shura scene in the office, making him feel like he was walking on thin ice every time he went to work.

People were coming and going on campus. Gu Jia gave the bun to the boy and kept a distance from him.

When Zhou Jing arrived at the office, he had finished his buns. There was water in his thermos, so he drank half of it and went to the morning meeting.

Monday morning meeting was the same as usual, and it seemed even more rushed in winter. The teachers were all in a hurry to get to the meeting place. The most common complaint was when did they cancel the morning meeting system? Can't we change the self-study class on Monday to the big conference room? Even if it is formalism, it should be done seriously. It's really annoying for all the teachers to stand in the hall for the meeting.

"The overall performance last week was good, but we found some problems during the inspection. In some classes, boys had hair that was too long. Some boys even had their hair covering their eyes, which looked unruly. Girls also had hair that was too long. I won't name them specifically. All class teachers should pay attention and not ignore discipline issues just because the holidays are coming soon."

"It is often emphasized that students should study meticulously, and teachers should also be meticulous with their students."

The Dean of Academic Affairs began his endless personal speeches again.

At the end, it was obvious that many teachers breathed a sigh of relief.

After the morning meeting, Zhou Jing walked around the classroom and paid attention to the students' hair. Most of the girls had hair that exceeded the standard, and although the boys did not have such exaggerated hair that sealed their eyes, some of them had eyebrows that were too long.

"If your hair is long, take time after school to get it cut. Boys and girls are the same. Don't put it off because the holidays are coming up. I'll cut it for you if you don't have it cut before Thursday."

The weather was cold and the students' hair was not exaggerated. Zhou Jing didn't pay much attention to it. Since the Dean of Academic Affairs said so, he could no longer turn a blind eye to it.

"I want to shave my head, is that okay with that, Mr. Zhou?"

"School is not a prison."

"Hey, almost."

There were many students, and they all started to make jokes.

"Don't make a fuss. You can shave your head if you want. Although the school doesn't encourage it, there's nothing we can do about it if you shave your head."

Zhou Jing has actually seen this kind of student. When the school requires them to cut their hair, some boys just shave their heads off.

(End of this chapter)