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Chapter 5 School is a Place to Educate People
She was thinking in wonder, but Xiang Xin suddenly raised her head and looked straight at her, she immediately trembled with fright, and the pen in her hand dropped to the ground.

Xiang Xin narrowed his eyes and said firmly, "You're peeking at me!"

"No, no, no..." Nian Nian hastily stammered in denial, but his frightened look seemed unconvincing.

Xiang Xin showed a strange smile: "Hehe, you still refuse to admit it, you are not good!"

Memorial: "..." What's the matter with this line?Such a familiar tune, does he also like to read romance novels?
Seeing her in a daze, Xiang Xin closed the document, stood up from the sofa, and walked towards her step by step with a meaningful smile.

Commemorative Nian's heartstrings tightened, would he think again...

"Teacher Xiang, are you there?" There was a knock on the door, and a clear female voice came in through the door.

Memorial Nian's brain crashed suddenly, and she jumped up from the chair: "I can't let people see me here, otherwise I won't be able to clean up even if I jump into the Yellow River."

Bright eyes flicked around in the room, trying to find a place to hide, but found that the room was very cool and empty, and there was no wardrobe or balcony suitable for hiding.

"Mr. Xiang, are you in there?" A mature and hoarse male voice came from outside the door.

Commemorating petrification on the spot, oh my god, how come the dean is here!

She didn't know what to do. Through that door, she seemed to see that everyone in the school was pointing at her, calling her a vixen, shameless, and seducing Mr. Xiang...

"Lie on the bed, cover your face with the quilt and don't make a sound!" Xiang Xin's voice rang in his ears.

Memorial Nian was startled, and in the next second, she rushed to his bed like a leopard, got in, and pulled the quilt over her face.

In the next second, Xiang Xin also got in, hugged her, pressed her face against his chest, and said lazily, "Come in."

Turn the lock slightly, and the door opens.

The dean came in and said with a smile on his face, "Mr. Xiang, you...uh...sorry..."

With a bang, the door was closed again.

The voice of the teaching director came from outside the door: "I will hand over the things to you, you two should go back first."

"But I want to do it myself..." A girl seemed a little reluctant.

Another girl hurriedly said, "Director, I'm sorry to trouble you, let's go!"

Then came the sound of leaving footsteps.

The lock cylinder turned, and the door was opened again.

The dean walked in cautiously, and said awkwardly to Xiang Xin: "Mr. Xiang, this is the academy, and you are now...you see...ah, I don't mean to accuse you, I just don't want to..."

Looking at Xiang Xin's increasingly gloomy face, the dean's cold sweat slipped down, and he hurriedly wiped it off with his sleeve.

Xiang Xin leaned against the bed, reached out and took out a cigarette from the bedside table on one side, lit it by herself, then swallowed a beautiful smoke ring, while hugging Memorial even tighter, forcing her face to stick tightly to her on the chest.

Memorial Nian was very angry, but she didn't dare to look up, let alone turn her head. She was afraid that the dean would see her face.

"Call me ahead of time next time if you have something to do, and you can come back after I finish my work and send the person away." His voice was lazy, without a hint of embarrassment, as if it was an innocuous matter.

The dean nodded embarrassingly.

Xiang Xin squinted at him: "What do you want from me?"

"This is the selection list, files and resumes are in it." The teaching director handed over the materials in his hand, and at the same time quietly glanced at Xiang Xin, trying to see the face of Memorial.

Sensing the dean's gaze, Xiang Xin raised his eyelids coldly to meet him, so frightened that the latter hurriedly looked away and smiled.

Reaching out to take the information handed over by the other party, flipping through a few pages, throwing it on the bedside table, and said coldly: "I see, let's put it away first. Is there anything else?"

The dean stood still, took a deep breath, and said courageously, "Mr. Xiang, the school is a place for educating people. I..."

(End of this chapter)