"Wasn’t that noodle shop previously located on Lijiang Road? There were quite a few foreigners there, so I just picked up a bit."
Shen Qiushan casually made up an excuse.
Actually, this excuse wasn’t completely fabricated. When he ran the noodle shop, sotis foreigners would visit, so he learned so basic English. But his current level is far beyond that.
A scoundrel once said that when lying, it’s best to mix lies with truth. A mixture of half-truths makes the lie more believable!
Shen Qiushan could be said to have picked up a few tricks.
Lin Xiamo was skeptical about this answer, and she planned to go and see the competition in the afternoon.
As they were talking, the sound of "da da da" footsteps going up the stairs could be heard again.
From the sound, it was clear that the person was likely a female teacher wearing high heels.
However, what Shen Qiushan didn’t expect was that this person was Chen Xiangyu.
At this mont, from Chen Xiangyu’s perspective, a tall, stunningly beautiful woman stood on the stairs, conversing with her forr fla on the landing.
Chen Xiangyu considered herself to have good appearance and figure; although slightly older, she was still one of the top among the female teachers at the school.
However, in front of this woman, she couldn’t help but feel a sense of inferiority.
But this woman probably wasn’t a school staff mber because this was the first ti Chen Xiangyu had seen her.
"Excuse , this is the teaching area. Are you looking for soone?"
Chen Xiangyu naturally assud Lin Xiamo, the unfamiliar woman, was a student’s parent.
Thinking she might be a sister or aunt of a student.
anwhile, she glanced sideways at her old fla.
Looking at beautiful won, he just can’t seem to move.
Wondering what they’re chatting about.
"I’m not looking for anyone."
"It’s my first day at work; just looking around."
Lin Xiamo casually replied.
"So you’re a new colleague! I’m Chen Xiangyu, the horoom teacher for class five in grade twelve, and also an English teacher."
Chen Xiangyu introduced herself.
Thinking that with this alluring female teacher coming in, the single male teachers at school might go wild.
"Lin Xiamo."
"Please take care of moving forward, Teacher Chen."
Facing Chen Xiangyu, Lin Xiamo wasn’t as distant as she was with Yang Wei, and she proactively gave her na.
"We should look out for each other."
"Teacher Lin, I have to get to morning study session. It’s already a bit late."
"Old Shen, let’s go together."
Chen Xiangyu made a gesture to Shen Qiushan who was standing aside.
"Mm, I was just about to head up!"
Shen Qiushan nodded and imdiately walked with Chen Xiangyu towards the direction of class five in grade twelve.
Watching their backs, Lin Xiamo raised her eyebrows slightly. She may have a cold exterior, but she is a person with ticulous thoughts.
Despite Teacher Chen not exchanging much with Shen Qiushan, only saying one sentence at the end, her gaze lingered on her brother-in-law twice.
A charming high school teacher should have no interest in him.
Lin Xiamo felt she was probably overthinking things.
In the hallway.
Shen Qiushan and Chen Xiangyu walked together towards class five in grade twelve, maintaining a social distance out of tacit understanding.
"That Lin teacher is really good-looking!"
"Did she catch your eye?"
Chen Xiangyu said quietly.
"No, not at all."
"She was just asking for directions."
Shen Qiushan effortlessly lied; naturally, he didn’t want people to know he had familial ties with the new deputy principal.
"It’s normal to be attracted."
"Even as a woman, I find her incredibly beautiful; she just seems a bit cold."
"Beautiful?"
"I think she’s average, nothing compared to you!"
Shen Qiushan replied full of survival instincts.
"Really?"
"Co ho at noon; you have a competition with the sports students this afternoon. I’ll help you practice intensely!"
"Uh..."
"Alright!"
What else could Shen Qiushan say? After all, his old fla was considering his welfare.
The two walked into the classroom one after the other, but Chen Xiangyu went through the front door while Shen Qiushan took the back door.
The seating in the class was adjusted weekly, moving horizontally by rows.
This week, Shen Qiushan happened to be seated near the back door.
"Everyone, take out your scratch paper."
"We’re doing a vocabulary dictation."
Standing on the podium, Chen Xiangyu directly announced.
Clearly, she wanted to help her old fla rehearse in advance.
Hearing Chen Xiangyu’s words, many subconsciously glanced towards the corner where Shen Qiushan was seated.
Indeed, the whole class was looking forward to the afternoon’s English vocabulary showdown.
For these senior-year underdogs, gossiping was a rare form of leisure and entertainnt.
"Old Shen, do you want to co to the front to write?"
Chen Xiangyu actively asked for Shen Qiushan’s opinion again.
"Sure!"
Shen Qiushan understood that his old fla wanted him to get a feel of it, so he didn’t refuse her goodwill.
He walked to the front of the blackboard, casually picking up half a piece of chalk.
Scanning the classroom, Chen Xiangyu sought a sparring partner for Shen Qiushan, soone neither too strong nor too weak.
"Zhang Yuting, you co up here to write as well."
Chen Xiangyu finally selected Zhang Yuting, whose English grades were above average.
"Oh."
Originally whispering to her deskmate about the afternoon competition, Zhang Yuting suddenly beca the "sparring partner."
She glanced at Shen Qiushan, who was already standing on the right side of the blackboard and then quietly stood on the left side.
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