Divorce: This is a Trivial Matter

The air became fresher, Yang Wei took a deep breath, and felt a bit silly that she had been sad for Qi Xiaoyan for two days.

After returning to the teaching building, she walked to the classroom door of the fifth grade second class and glanced inside. He Can was sitting alone, doing mathematics papers intently. Yang Wei thought for a while, and sat down in the empty seat in front of her.

It seems that this is when she noticed that someone came in. He Can raised his head and looked at it with a surprised expression: "Mr. Yang."

Yang Wei smiled at her and glanced at the math papers on her desk: "It is good to study hard, but physical is also important. Physical education should be run underneath. Work and rest can do more with less."

He Chan pursed his lips and stared at the pencil in his hand: "The admission exam for the second middle school next month is about to begin. This is already the last middle school."

Several key middle schools in a have organized their own admissions tests before Xiaoshengchu's exams. If they fail, they will not be accepted. Yang Wei looked at the little girl in front of her and froze her bangs: "But you are only in fifth grade. Don't worry so much."

Bian Hecan bit her lower lip and her head was lowered: "I missed a few points in the first and seventh high school exams, and my mother was very disappointed."

Although she is lowering her head now, Yang Wei knows that her eyes must be red.

She rubbed He Chan's head and comforted her: "Talk to your mother and she will understand you."

He Hecan was silent for a while, and when she spoke again, she took a crying voice: "My mother will only ask me how many simulation questions I have done and how many points I got in the exam ..."

薇 Yang Wei watched her tears fall on the math paper full of characters, and the dark gray pencil writing slowly fainted.

She touched her pocket and found that Lin Shi and Zhang Jingyi had run out of paper towels, so she raised her hand and wiped the tears in the corner of her eyes with her fingertips: "If she asks you next time, you can ask How much she won at the year-end award this year. "

She Hechan broke her tears and laughed. Yang Wei rubbed her head and stood up from the seat: "I will remember to call a name later, and the sports scores will be counted."

He Hecan nodded while wiping her tears: "I see, Teacher Yang."

薇 Yang Wei nodded and walked back to the office. After work, she went straight home. There is an illustration class tonight, because she is the first formal class, so she is fully prepared. According to the syllabus, the first class was about head structure. Yang Wei remembered that she waited for three minutes and asked her to draw an avatar, so she could solve it during the lecture.

At 7:30, Yang Wei landed on time in the classroom. There were 21 students displayed under the software. It is not winter or summer vacation, she is quite satisfied with this number: "Hello everyone, I am Hanamaki. Welcome everyone to join this painting class ~"

Yang Wei said hello to her classmates, and the dialog box continued to pop up in different colors--

Fu Gao Fu Shuai: Good teacher Hanamaki ~ \\ (^ o ^) / ~

98: Teacher Hanamaki's voice is so soft ~~~

Coco: Teacher, there seems to be a delay on my side.

Li Dog Egg: :)

When Yang Wei opened the painting software, she kept paying attention to the dialog box. In the future, Gao Fushuai and Li Goudan will be there. She created a new piece of drawing paper and said to the microphone: "There is no effect on the delay. If you have a card, you can log out and log in again. Now we start class. Today we are going to learn the drawing of the head. Although the gender and age are different There will be differences in head painting, but the general proportion is the same, such as the three courts and five eyes that we usually say ... "

薇 Yang Wei drew a contour of the head on the drawing paper and began to explain the proportion to everyone. For her own convenience, she deliberately painted a short-haired glasses lady and a black and medium-haired cute girl—the former was used to wait another three minutes, and the latter was left to make a new avatar for herself.

After talking about the girl's head, she took a sip of water and started talking about the boy again. Almost subconsciously, she drew a guy with a somewhat natural volume.

998: So handsome ~ [Red Heart]

Cocoa: licked√

Wu Qiqi's Meow: Teacher's ex-husband, identification is complete.

Yang Wei: "..."

So why should you let the students from the previous class come to the class for free!

Qi Qi smiled and gave a glance at the head that Yang Wei had just drawn, and slightly hooked the corner of her mouth.

Future Gao Fushuai: Teacher, ex-husband, although alive, is dead. You have to look forward.

The corners of the lips that Wu Qi laughed at were so rigid.

After Liang Mingming spoke this sentence, the little man sighed like an adult. He broke his heart for the sake of happiness.

Yang Wei looked at the latest line of purple characters that jumped out and drew the corners of her mouth. Without paying attention to future Gao Fushuai classmates, Yang Wei continued to lecture in an orderly manner. After the three-hour lesson, she washed quickly and collapsed on the bed.

It seems that my stomach is a little bit painful. Yang Wei counts the time. Is it a relative who wants to visit again? She bulged her head and slept over her belly.

薇 Yang Wei was awoken directly the next morning. She hasn't had any physical pain for a long time. This time, the pain was shocking. She gave up crowded buses and took a taxi to school. When she arrived at the office, she was dying. When Teacher Yao saw her face come in pale, she leaned over and asked, "Are you ... over-indulgent?"

薇 Yang Wei raised her eyebrows: "Physiological pain."

Ms. Yao knew, "I have brown sugar in the drawer. You can drink some hot water."

薇 Yang Wei nodded and walked to her seat and stood still. Teacher Luo thought about it and was stopped by Teacher Yao: "You don't understand girls."

Teacher Luo: "..."

薇 Yang Wei has two lessons today, the last lesson is in the morning. She glanced at the empty office and took out Mr. Yao's brown sugar and drank it. However, it did not improve much. After the first class, Teacher Yao saw her half-dead lying on the table and took her to the school medical office.

The school doctor prescribed a painkiller to her. Yang Wei took the medicine and lay in the school medical office for a while before feeling better. Supporting a class, I only had a few bites for lunch. Before class in the afternoon, she still went to the classroom to check the number, and then fluttered back to the office. Liang Mingzhang watched her go far and sent a text message to Fang Chengran: "Well, Teacher Yang seems to be sick. I have no energy today."

Fang Chengran's slender fingers were cracking on the mechanical keyboard. The second part of "Death Prisoner Party" was serially sought after by the readers. He received many reminders every day. "At the end, he is planning to make another 20,000 words today to make readers happy.

The screen of the mobile phone on the desk turned on and off for a while, Fang Chengran finished the chapter, opened the phone and looked at it, and frowned slowly. He turned off the computer and picked up the car key and went out.

薇 Yang Wei had a class in the afternoon, but she had to leave early. The analgesic effect seems to have passed, and abdominal pain comes again and again. She managed to move to the gate of the school at the speed of the turtle crawling, but suddenly she was supported by the waist: "What happened to you?"

Yang Wei unexpectedly looked at the person in front of her: "Fang Chengran, why are you here?"

Fang Chengran looked at her pale face and frowned to lift her into the car: "I'll take you to the hospital."

薇 Yang Wei was a little embarrassed at once: "No, I just ... physical pain."

Fang Chengran's action was delayed for a moment, and he smoothly started the car and drove Martha out. It was just that his eyebrows were slightly unnatural, but he still revealed his embarrassment: "Well, what do you need to buy?"

薇 Yang Wei suddenly wanted to laugh, but she didn't mean to ask Fang Chengran to buy sanitary napkins for herself: "There seems to be painkillers at home, just send me back."

Although she said so, Fang Chengran first went to a pharmacy and returned with a small packet of medicine in her hand. Yang Wei crouched aside, still couldn't help asking, "How did you tell the clerk?"

Li Fang Chengran fastened his seat belt and smiled at her sidely, "Just say my girlfriend is suffering from physical pain."

Yang Wei, don't go over, he is so embarrassed that he is so frank.

When Qi Xiaoyan came out of the classroom, he received a message from the Huluwa painting classroom: "Dear classmate, I am the teaching affairs. Because teacher Hanamaki is not feeling well today, so the class tonight is changed to tomorrow night, bringing you Sorry for the trouble. Please understand. "

Wu Qi smiled and frowned for a while, as if she understood something.