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The most shitty thing is that Ju Bei’s textbooks are self-compiled. He has no way of copying them from public templates on the Internet. He has to write them by hand.
Xiao Jiuhua, do you think that uncle is like you students? With a lot of time and enough sleep?
impossible!
That's why Fujii Itsuki said that the previous Xiao Jiuhua was...quite...annoying.
But in the past two days, her reminders suddenly disappeared.
Gone is the girl who would help me pack my clothes every night and keep complaining about how I had a bad memory.
Fujii Itsuki always felt like something was missing and he felt uncomfortable even when writing lesson plans.
It feels like something is missing in my heart.
People.
It is indeed a contradictory animal.
Fujii Itsuki covered his face with the Chinese textbook used by teachers, thinking about all these things.
"Fujii~Good morning~"
"Well, good morning."
When a colleague greeted him at work, he replied in a lazy tone.
Judging from the voice, it should be Usami Tamaki, the physics teacher in the next class.
"Muzi?! Muzi, you're here so early too. Good morning."
"Well, good morning."
As soon as Akai Muzi entered the office, she saw Fujii Itsuki lying on the chair with a book covering his face, like an old man.
She couldn't help but sigh.
"Muzi Muzi."
At this time, Usami Tamaki smiled and leaned close to Akai Muzi's ear, "Your Fujino must have stayed up all night again last night. As a teacher, he really works hard."
"Xiao Huan, don't talk nonsense."
Akai Muzi replied to her best friend very seriously, but when she saw Fujii's dying look, she couldn't help shaking her head.
This guy is so tired!
In this office, he is the only one who holds multiple positions.
I am in charge of both being a Chinese language teacher and an instructor of the wind instrument club.
But he is still very responsible.
If I were a little lazy, I wouldn't be so tired.
Last week, Akai Muzi tried to propose to the academic director that Mr. Sato, who teaches music, be the instructor of the wind orchestra.
Unfortunately it failed.
Because Mr. Sato is now in the light music department and is the instructor of the girls who play in a pop band, so he can't get away.
The academic affairs officer also said that Mr. Fujii himself would be happy to serve as an advisor to the wind orchestra, and even the principal had heard that he wanted to lead the entire club toward the goal of a national competition.
Akai Muzi felt strange at that time.
When did Fujii develop this need for wind music?
Didn't he join the wind band in high school just for fun?
Akai Muzi put down her bag and sat down at her workstation.
She glanced at Fujii and pulled out a brand new box of herbal tea from her bag.
"Here, take this and drink it."
"what?"
Fujii Itsuki had his eyes closed, his face still fixed on the Chinese textbook.
"Herbal tea has the effect of soothing the nerves and helping you relax."
Fujii Itsuki took down the book and saw a box of tea on his desk. "Isn't this expensive? I remember your mother."
".What? I recovered a long time ago, have you forgotten? Otherwise, I wouldn't be able to go to the United States with peace of mind."
"Feel sorry!"
Fujii Itsuki patted his head, closed his eyes, and looked miserable. "My memory is a little confused, and there is a trilateral meeting this afternoon. I get a headache when I think about having to be so serious all afternoon."
Akai Muzi asked with concern: "Did you work overtime tonight to study the students' information? It seems that you don't sleep well."
"No, it's not. I finished the materials for the tripartite talks during the day. Last night, a thief came to Jiuhua's house and tried to steal money."
"Thief?!"
"Don't worry, it's okay. I've called the police, and they said they have some clues. If everything goes well, they'll be able to catch him in the next two days."
"Sneaked in at midnight?"
"Yes, and I turned off the power."
".It just sounds scary enough."
"Fortunately, only my sleep was delayed."
"Jiuhua wasn't scared?"
"She's okay."
That heartless girl!
She sleeps better than me! And she's still scared!
Seeing that Fujii Itsuki had his eyes closed the entire time, with dark bags under his eyes, Akai Muzi couldn't help but ask him:
"Fujii, are you too tired these days?"
"It's okay, I'm used to it. I've done more intense work before. It's pretty good in Tachibana North. At least my work is recognized. In Tokyo, I have to do a lot of unnecessary things! It's disgusting."
"How about I go to the orchestra and help you?"
Fujii Itsuki opened his eyes immediately, "What?"
"It's what you mentioned to me before. I'll go to the orchestra to help you."
"But Akai..." Fujii Itsuki sat up straight, holding the Chinese book in his hands, "Don't you want to play the clarinet again? Is this good for you?"
At this moment, Akai Muzi suddenly caught a glimpse of Usami Tamaki diagonally opposite her.
She was waving her hands to cheer her on.
She put her hands to her mouth and mouthed something to her - "Come on! Come on!" or something like that.
"."
Akai Muzi knew what her best friend was thinking and was speechless.
She had no intention of getting back together with Fujii.
Besides, Fujii already hated me because of what happened in the past. I had let him down in the past, so why should I open up his scars again?
I want to help him now because he has too much burden and is too tired.
"It's okay. As an instructor, I don't need to touch the clarinet. I just need to teach the students."
"No." Fujii Itsuki felt strange, pinched his chin and observed her.
"What's wrong with that?" Akai Muzi met his gaze.
"Because no matter how you analyze it, this seems like an excuse you made up, Akai. Why did you come to the orchestra?"
Someone is waving.
Akai Muzi looked up and found that Usami Tamaki was holding up a piece of paper with the words she wanted Akai to say written on it: [I still like you, Fujii, and I want to get back together with you].
Akai Muzi was very troubled, and only this love-brained female colleague would think so.
"Akagi, do you mean you still like me and are trying to get close to me because you want to get back together with me?"
Akai: “.”
Fujii Itsuki smiled and released the hand that was pinching his chin. "It was just a joke. Akai, it would be great if you are willing to come to the wind band as an instructor. To be honest, it would be really troublesome if there are more than fifty students and a lot of problems. It would be good to have a helper."
Akai Muzi sighed, "Weren't you just curious about why I suddenly said that?"
"Hmm? Akai, I'm happy to listen to whatever you want to say. Of course, forget about getting back together with me. I don't want to be in a relationship yet."
"I'm afraid you'll be too busy and die suddenly! Idiot!"
After muttering to herself, Akai Muzi immediately turned around, turned on the computer, and started today's work with full concentration.
".?"
Fujii Itsuki was stunned for a few seconds, then looked down at the can of herbal tea that Akai had just given him.
Why is the atmosphere a bit strange?
*
Starting at one o'clock in the afternoon, the school held a three-day tripartite meeting with parents.
The thirty-three parents of the students in the class arrived one after another and came to school at the scheduled time to hold talks with the head teacher and students in the reserved classroom.
Fujii Itsuki will introduce the students' academic performance and behavior in school to the parents, and then ask the parents whether they care about their children's situation, whether they understand their children's interests and hobbies, etc.
Then, we will discuss relevant suggestions such as the children’s further education and career planning.
Fujii Itsuki thinks the last part is very necessary.
Without having these discussions and asking these questions, the vast majority of children will learn by inertia.
They have no idea what they want to do or what direction they should work towards.
If this continues into adulthood, they are simply meeting social demands and parental expectations.
When such children enter the society in the future, if their job pays well, then maybe it's okay. But if the salary is not high, they may face the double torture of reality and spirit and become extremely confused.
"Thank you very much, Mr. Fujii, for taking care of our child."