Teacher for a day

Chapter 34 My name is Xie

"did not find."

In the early morning of the next day, the sun shone through the white gauze curtains of the hospital and fell on the faces of three operators in front of a single bed.

One of them spoke to the tall figure on the hospital bed.

The tall man didn't look at them, but just looked at the sycamore tree outside the window, and asked, "Did the squirrel be sent back?"

"Uh, the squirrel is in good condition. We took it to the headquarters and checked it. There is an unknown virus on it, but it cannot be transmitted through the air, so it is not dangerous. Therefore, after the body has been fully sterilized, it has been sent back to the cold storage."

"Did the civil service follow up?"

"Followed up, they and the leaders and family members of the deceased's school explained that Teacher Zhang was bitten by a snake and died of a sudden infection..."

Da Mo, who was next to him, said to the tall man, "I'll go and find out with the civil servants, when is the memorial service scheduled. Let's go there."

The tall man nodded.

"The person you are looking for may also go to the memorial service." Da Mo said again.

"Well, it's not that maybe, he will definitely go." The tall man picked up the medical records next to him and began to read.

The three subordinates under the sun understood, nodded and left first.

After they left, Da Mo asked: "But, boss, who exactly are you looking for? If you don't give a specific reference, our gray lions who haven't awakened their abilities... will find it difficult to do things. is not it?"

"I don't know." The tall man answered him.

"Uh, I thought you were... so, you really don't know?"

"I really don't know. The battle situation at that time was more complicated. He shot from the grass suddenly... Well, it probably saved my life." The tall man said.

"Supernatural person?" Da Mo asked.

"No, it might be a time traveler." The tall man said in a deep voice.

"..." Da Mo paused for a moment—they are lions, and they shoot and kill those who travel through.

No negotiation, no appeasement!
"So, only when you find him, will you know whether this person is an enemy or a friend." The tall man said.

"Can't judge now?"

The tall man stared coldly at the cover of the medical record and shook his head.

Da Mo swallowed a mouthful of saliva and said, "Oh, I hope we are friends, not enemies..."

"I also hope that."

"If he didn't make a move at the time and you died, then my subsidy would be wasted."

"..."

"Uh, boss, that's not what I meant." Da Mo just slipped his tongue and hurried to make amends.

The tall man gave him a blank look: "Okay. There have been more than 50 incidents of time travelers in Yuejiang City this year, which is double that of last month. There will only be more people lurking in the dark... We must put this person in the dark." Find out, if it is a friend, then we should open a bottle of good wine, because we have another general."

"General?" Da Mo asked.

"From my visual estimation, his strength should be around the yellow level." The tall man said.

"Hiss, so scary? Our entire Lionheart Operations Team now has less than a hundred Huang-level personnel," Da Mo said.

The Lionheart Action Group, as an organization that specializes in dealing with time travelers, has come into contact with too many time travelers, and there are also many awakened supernatural beings in the city. A thousand time travelers may have a thousand standards, which they simply cannot grasp.

Therefore, they directly use red, orange, yellow, green, blue, blue and purple to sum them up—no matter which world, the understanding of color is similar.

The tall man's combat effectiveness is around the orange level, but he has been honored to be promoted to a level in their organization, and he is honored as the red lion.

Of the hyenas last night, one was yellow, two were blue, and one was purple.

The tall man's style of play is very clear. At the beginning, he would rather bear the damage than focus on dealing with the yellow-level one. In the end, he will kill the purple-level one.

Because, in a one-on-one situation, even a tall man who was exhausted and half-dead at that time could easily kill a purple-ranked one.

Unfortunately, hyenas never come one at a time.

A group of low-level hyenas under the leadership of high-level personnel and holding high-level equipment can also cause leapfrog damage.

To a certain extent, what Chen Changyan understood was not wrong—the so-called ranking is actually a statistical tool.

However, if Chen Changyan heard the conversation between the two of them, he would probably laugh out loud... Well, my strength is indeed terrifying—it’s quite terrifying within 4.5 seconds, after all, I’m from the world of cultivating immortals.

"Oh, the subsidy has been applied for you." The tall man said.

Da Mo was overjoyed: "Ha, boss, it's good that you didn't die!!"

"..."

"Boss, you are so kind." Da Mo silently deleted two words that should not appear.

The tall man frowned slightly: "If you take some time to quit smoking, you won't spend so much money."

As a person who has received a good education since childhood and has excellent qualities, every time I see Da Mo throwing cigarette butts, I feel annoyed.

But Da Mo resolutely refused: "The pressure is too great. One puff of cigarettes, one puff of life."

The tall man said nothing more.

Outside the window, the sun was shining brightly, and the little nurse was joking and carrying the buns in and out.

World Peace.

……

In the morning, when Chen Changyan entered the office, he paused.

He saw that every teacher inside had a small white flower hanging on his chest.

The female teacher who gave him the fruit plate yesterday and told him to go and see Teacher Zhang was lying on the table crying.

Another older female teacher, with red eyes, patted her on the back and handed her the paper.

There was a low air pressure in the whole office.

"Teacher Chen." Seeing Chen Changyan coming in, the female teacher who had seen the WeChat between him and Zhang Jianqi also sent him a small white flower.

"..." Chen Changyan's heart sank slightly.

It turned out that there was still a gap between when I learned of the death of a friend and when this friend was publicly and officially declared dead.

"That's right... Didn't Mr. Zhang say he was sick and asked for leave yesterday? He was bitten by a snake while running in the community... After a day and a night of rescue, he still couldn't get back. I don't know why, there are still snakes in the community now." .” The female teacher thought that Chen Changyan didn’t know yet, so she told him about the situation.

Bitten by a snake?

Is this the last word?
Chen Changyan thought, there seems to be a big difference between this and being bitten by a vampire, right? ?
But he didn't make a sound, and silently took the little white flower sent to him by the female teacher, and put it on his chest carefully.

This is for temporary wear only.

When teachers like them go to the classroom to teach, they will still pick off the little white flowers-in this world, even big things can't affect students' learning.

"Has Mr. Zhang's family members been taken over by the school?" a teacher asked.

"Well, I picked it up overnight."

"This is a white-haired person giving a black-haired person."

"The two elderly people are not in good health and are now emotionally unstable. I heard that the memorial service has been postponed to Sunday afternoon."

"Let me go." A teacher turned to Chen Changyan, "Mr. Chen, are you going?"

Chen Changyan nodded solemnly: "Of course, let me know when the time is set."

"Okay, wait for the news from the team leader..."

Speaking of the grade leader, the person arrived.

This is an old man who is about to retire. He teaches history. His face is full of wrinkles. He loves education. Whether it is for teachers or students, he smiles very kindly... But even today, there is no smile on his face.

After all, in this office, a capable person has just been lost.

Behind the grade leader, followed by a young man.

"Come on. Let me introduce to you. This is Mr. Xie, who was temporarily transferred from the Seventeenth Middle School to teach Chinese."

Chen Changyan raised his head.

His hand holding the pen tightened slightly.

This young teacher is a male with a square face and a height of nearly 1.9 meters. In the thin white T-shirt he wears in summer, he can still reveal his strong muscles. His eyebrows are sharp and his eyes are full of aura... A few female teachers They all looked at the grade leader suspiciously.

Although Teacher Zhang Jianqi's death happened suddenly, but... a prestigious school like theirs shouldn't be able to recruit a physical education teacher to teach Chinese, right? ?
That teacher Xie saw the female teachers' doubts about his figure.

He introduced himself: "Hello, teachers, my surname is Xie, and my full name is Xie Kuyan... Xie, I am Xie, the fourth No. 20 surname in a hundred families. Meager' dry inkstone. Thanks, dry, inkstone."

A simple sentence calmed down everyone's doubtful eyes.

This teacher who looks like a physical education teacher actually teaches Chinese.

Chen Changyan thought for a while...

The surname Xie is the 24th surname of a hundred families, and it is a common surname.

Yes.

But unfortunately, the double-wearer of the Blood Demon Sect is also surnamed Xie!
　Thank you ZOUYONG, senjs, Xiaoxing Lengyue, Xingye MOMO, Circlekai, Yumin, strive to become a logic genius, Xiaozhu's distress and other students for their strong support~~
　　
　
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