"What's wrong? Your expression looks wrong. Why are you so serious when you go out to drink?"
"I met a liar."
"Why do you look like this? It's your first day at work, isn't it going well?"
"Damn it, I actually met a polite scum, well-dressed, a first-rate beast! He kept calling me a 'liar'? Damn it, he went to the bar to have a good time, and he even ate my tofu! Why do you pretend to be a gentleman? He is the only one in the world who can be a teacher? I want to be a teacher, and not only must I be, but I must be better than him. He will make his uncle mad!..."
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"Your last name is quite good. It's antique, and it's just... Zizi, it's hard to describe it in words."
"Your last name is not bad either. Looking at it horizontally and vertically, it looks like a bad name. You don't look like a girl at all. You are worthy of your name."
"..."
"Hey, let me tell you... Can't we just stop quarreling for a day and shake hands to make peace?"
"Yes, but your surname is 'Wei'. You have to be surnamed 'He'. As the saying goes, the well water does not interfere with the river water, and the elbow cannot bend the thigh."
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The gangster teacher "Jing Kaixin" who will die if he doesn't cause trouble x "Wei Luo" the high-quality group leader who pretends to be serious until the end
On how a rookie teacher fights monsters and upgrades to become a conscientious gardener of the motherland...
What kind of profession is "teaching" and what is its significance?
Is "school" really the safest umbrella that society, family, and the country are dedicated to maintaining?
A light-hearted, funny, complex and suspenseful (?) Workplace teacher romance unfolds.
P. S. If there is a bug, please don't dig into it. My qualifications are still shallow, so I'm sorry to you all.