The school was busy, but the students were busy.

Like the students, the teachers also like the school to hold sports games, because they don't have to go to the classroom every time they reach this time point.

Everyone just needs to sit in the office and make sure they are at their work station and not late or leave early.

During the sports meeting, even the atmosphere in the office became relatively relaxed. Everyone talked and laughed, ate melon seeds, watched variety shows and chased dramas, unlike before.

Sure enough, all walks of life are like this. It's fun to slack off with pay, and it's fun to keep slacking off.

"Teacher Zhang, there is a dinner party in the office tonight. Do you want to come?"

In the Chinese office, the teacher sitting opposite Zhang Mengqing asked casually.

Zhang Mengqing recalled the unpleasant dinner experience last time, shook her head and said: "You guys should go, I have an appointment tonight."

Jiang Ning invited her to dinner tonight, saying that it was to celebrate the gift reward worth four figures.

In fact, even if there was no dinner, Zhang Mengqing would find a way to postpone the office dinner tonight, after all, people with different ideologies cannot work together.

Colleagues are colleagues, roommates are roommates, and friends are friends. These three are completely different relationships.

"Okay, you are busy dating your boyfriend during this period, so we won't bother you."

The teacher sitting opposite the office nodded, indicating that he could understand.

The passionate love period is like this, and she has also been through this stage of Zhang Mengqing.

Zhang Mengqing smiled and did not deny it.

She took out her mobile phone from her pocket and looked at the desktop wallpaper. It was a photo she took with Jiang Ning in the ancient city during the last self-driving tour in Yunnan and Yunnan.

"Xiao Jiang, what are you doing?"

Zhang Mengqing sent a message to Jiang Ning.

When a girl takes the initiative to send a boy a message saying "What are you doing?", the subtext is actually "I miss you".

Beep.

Jiang Ning replied almost immediately: "I'm moving bricks, what's wrong, Xiao Zhang?"

Zhang Mengqing: "Oh, then you go ahead and do your work, it won't affect your work."

Although Zhang Mengqing really wants to chat with Jiang Ning now, she is not a willful girl.

Knowing that Jiang Ning is working, she plays alone and doesn't disturb him.

Jiang Ning: "It's okay, I've almost finished writing the manuscript this morning, there is no such thing as affecting work."

"Does someone miss me?"

Zhang Mengqing: "Just a little bit."

Jiang Ning: "How much is a little bit?"

Zhang Mengqing: "That's it."

She sent Jiang Ning an emoticon package, in which the thumb and index finger are put together, revealing a tiny gap.

But if you zoom in carefully, there are many pink hearts hidden in the gap.

This emoticon package was sent by her best friend Qin Qiu during a chat some time ago. She thought it was very interesting at the time so she saved it and now used the routine on Jiang Ning.

"Then I also miss you a little bit, just like this emoticon package." Jiang Ning sent the emoticon package intact.

Zhang Mengqing: "You bad guy, steal my emoticon package!"

Jiang Ning: "I admit that your emoticon package is very interesting, but the next second it becomes my collection, how should you deal with it?"

Zhang Mengqing: "Then I will hit you."

She sent a knocking emoticon.

And Jiang Ning cooperated very well and replied with a Tom cat holding his head with both hands, with a painful expression on his face.

Jiang Ning apologized and said, "I was wrong, I was wrong."

Zhang Mengqing: "What was wrong?"

Jiang Ning: "I shouldn't have stolen Xiao Zhang's emoticons."

Zhang Mengqing: "Hmph, I'll forgive you if you tell me my five advantages."

Jiang Ning: "First, I'm kind-hearted, second, I'm gentle and cute, third, I'm well-educated, okay, I'm done."

Zhang Mengqing: "I'm done so soon? There are still the fourth and fifth ones to be told!"

Jiang Ning: "Look, these are your fourth and fifth advantages, good memory and good math."

Zhang Mengqing realized that she was tricked by Jiang Ning, but she was not angry at all, instead she couldn't help laughing.

She realized her gaffe and quickly raised her head to observe the situation in the office.

Fortunately, everyone was busy doing their own things, and no one noticed her silly smile, so she was relieved.

Zhang Mengqing calmly took a sip from the thermos cup, then typed to Jiang Ning: "You've passed this time, I won't fall for your trick next time."

"By the way, your sister and my sister have signed up for the 3,000-meter race, which will be held this afternoon."

"If you have time, you can come and see."

Jiang Ning:

"Okay, then we'll meet at school this afternoon."

"After watching the sports meet, let's have dinner together in the evening."

Zhang Mengqing: "Okay."

Jiang Ning: "Xiao Zhang, will you wear a skirt this afternoon? I think you look good in that purple skirt."

Zhang Mengqing sent a knocking emoticon.

Zhang Mengqing: "I don't accept designated outfits!"

Jiang Ning: "Oh, okay, then what are you going to wear this afternoon?"

Zhang Mengqing: "Purple skirt."

Jiang Ning: ? ? ?

Looking at the chat records of the two people, Zhang Mengqing's mouth corners inadvertently revealed a faint smile.

It's very happy to be naughty.

In fact, as long as it is the clothes that Jiang Ning wants to see, she is willing to wear them.

......

Time soon came to the afternoon, and Jiang Ning arrived at the school track and field on time to meet Zhang Mengqing.

"Teacher Zhang, when will the 3,000-meter race start? Why don't I see the two sisters?"

Jiang Ning observed the track and field situation, but didn't see the two sisters.

"They went to get their number plates, and they will probably be back soon." Zhang Meng answered softly.

Teacher Zhang looked at Jiang Ning's sweaty face and guessed that he must have rushed to the playground in a hurry, just because he didn't want to miss the two sisters' race.

"The 3,000-meter race may not start until a while, because it's the faculty and staff sports meeting now."

The afternoon sports meeting was not the 3,000-meter race, but the 400-meter sprint for faculty and staff.

Participating in this competition were the grade principal, vice principal, grade director, and several young and strong male teachers.

At this moment, everyone was standing on the starting line, talking and laughing, moving their knees and arms, and making simple pre-race preparations.

The grade principal and vice principal looked almost sixty years old, with white hair on their heads and slightly hunched backs.

They didn't look like they could outrun the young male teachers.

They themselves said that participation was important, and whether they could get a ranking was not important.

As the referee fired the starting gun, the principals and teachers rushed out of the track.

At the beginning, the young male teacher was far ahead, but he was caught up by the principal and the vice principal halfway through.

Even the pot-bellied grade director easily surpassed these young teachers and ran to the third place.

As we all know, school is not about fighting and killing, but about human relationships.

The young teachers also took great pains to give up the top three places.

They had to save the face of the principal and the director, and they had to act without leaving any traces, at least they couldn't let people see that they were acting.

The students standing outside the track watching the game couldn't help but talk about it when they saw this scene.

"See, there is a reason why the physical education teachers have been on sick leave. They can't even outrun two sixty-year-old uncles."

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