C2 Under the Same Roof

"This handsome guy, you sure know how to joke around. Where did you get that ring from? Did you slip up and slip away?"

"What!?" "Isn't the ring on my finger? Can't you see it?" Zhang Jiayang heard the driver's words and exclaimed. He stared at the jade ring on his left index finger and kept rubbing his eyes with his right hand to make sure he wasn't mistaken.

"Look at this. Can't you see it?" Zhang Jiayang extended his left index finger towards the driver.

"Hur hur."

The driver shook his head with a smile but didn't say anything else. He muttered in his heart: "Pauper, I think you must have gone crazy thinking about the ring. You're hallucinating."

Zhang Jiayang felt that his thoughts were a bit out of order. He thought for a long time, but still couldn't think of anything. From the driver's tone, it didn't seem like he was joking.

Was he really the only one who could see it?

… ….

"The location of the interview is the technology building, but where is the technology building?" Zhang Jiayang was strolling in the courtyard of the Jinding High School. While he lamented the extravagance of the school, he realized that he had not even found the interview spot yet. As for the jade ring, no matter how hard he tried, he could not think of a reasonable explanation. He was too lazy to think about it.

Zhang Jiayang took out his cell phone from his pocket. He looked at the time and found that it was about to reach the time set for the interview!

Zhang Jiayang frowned as he looked around. At that moment, he walked past a beautiful lady with long hair.

In Zhang Jiayang's opinion, this beauty was definitely a teacher at this school. This meant that it was very possible that they would be working under the same roof in the future. If they were to contact each other in advance, it would only benefit them and not harm them.

"Hello, teacher. May I ask how do I get to the Polytechnic Building? I'm here for an interview."

Zhang Jiayang didn't care about anything else. First, he gave himself the title of a great teacher to the people.

"You're here for an interview?" The beauty sized Zhang Jiayang up from head to toe and immediately put on a disdainful expression. An old-fashioned shirt from the 1980s was probably something that he got from the street vendor for thirty yuan each.

"Yes."

"I'm sorry, I have urgent matters to attend to."

Before Zhang Jiayang could say anything, the beauty suddenly said something. Before Zhang Jiayang could say anything, the beauty had already walked far away with her waist twisted.

What was going on? Is that how you treat your future colleagues?

Zhang Jiayang looked at the beauty who had walked far away with a depressed look on his face.

Right, the interview! Interview!

His hard work paid off. After asking four to five students in a row, Zhang Jiayang finally arrived at the 'legendary' technology building.

However, at this moment, Zhang Jiayang seemed to be submerged in a sea of people. Zhang Jiayang felt like he was standing in a huge market. The entire hall was filled with black heads.

Zhang Jiayang looked around and surprisingly saw a familiar figure!

Isn't that the 'female teacher' who just left him on the campus?" Zhang Jiayang thought for a moment and understood everything. So this woman was also a teacher who came here to interview teachers. Jinding High School was also a famous aristocratic high school, so becoming a teacher here was also the most difficult. This woman was probably hoping for the absence of a competitor!

Zhang Jiayang had also heard that this time, Jinding High School only accepted one teacher for every subject. In other words, 80% of the people who were interviewed here were still going home to rest.

"Beauty, I didn't expect you to be here for the interview as well. We were quite fated to meet." Zhang Jiayang squeezed through the crowd and walked to the side of the beauty with a mischievous smile on his face.

"Hmph." The beauty snorted coldly and took a few steps back, as if there was poison gas on Zhang Jiayang's body.

"Everyone, please calm down!"

At this moment, a stern voice rang out from the top of the chaotic hall. Soon, the entire hall was silent.

Zhang Jiayang raised his head and saw a fatty standing on the stairs with a stack of documents in his hands. He had a pair of triangular eyes and was frowning.

"I am the reception director for today, and all of you here today are the elites of each university. However, one of you made me admire you very much for being able to jump into an interview after graduating from a third-rate university."

"Boom …" Hearing this news, the entire hall seemed to explode. The Jinding was a high school with the highest level of Linhai City.

"Quiet!" We will start the interview in a while and hope that all of you will have a good performance. "

After Fatty said his opening remark, his serious face suddenly turned amiable as he smiled like a blooming chrysanthemum.

"Who's from the Linhai Engineering Academy?" The fat guy shouted to the crowd.

When Zhang Jiayang heard this, "Linhai Engineering Academy", wasn't this his school's name? At this moment, an image flashed in Zhang Jiayang's mind: Fatty would throw the documents in his hands onto his own body and ask him to distribute the documents.

Zhang Jiayang was stunned, didn't he feel that this morning was the best time to predict the future? Without time to think, he stood up and said in a clear voice, "It's me."

Everyone in the hall focused their eyes on Zhang Jiayang once again. Their faces were filled with contempt. They finally realized that the person in front of them was the third-rate university candidate that the fat director had mentioned just now.

The people beside Zhang Jiayang all distanced themselves from Zhang Jiayang.

Fatty was shaking a lump of meat. He walked past the crowd to Zhang Jiayang and said in a cold voice, "According to the school rankings, you should be the one to send out the order list."

As expected, it was just as he thought. Zhang Jiayang then looked around at the people around him.

"Dean, may I ask if we are here to rate the national university rankings? I would like to ask everyone present, which university would you like to place first? "

Zhang Jiayang said indifferently to the fatty as he placed both of his hands in front of his chest. Everyone, including Fatty, was rendered speechless by Zhang Jiayang's question.

"Let me help you with it, Director. "Don't bother with people who don't have any morals." At this moment, the woman beside Zhang Jiayang walked over to Fatty, held the information in her hand and said gently to him.

"Hur hur. What's your name? " The fatty shifted his gaze to the woman. His face was filled with a charming smile. He couldn't help but want to stick both of his eyes onto that woman's body.

"Director, my name is Wu Meihui. If I can become a teacher here, please take care of me in the future."

Wu Meihui did not pay any attention to him as she gave up her flirtatious glances at the fatty in front of the crowd.

Zhang Jiayang rolled his eyes and sneered at Wu Meihui's curvy back. This dog's eyes are always looking down on people, it's supposed to be used for lurking!

"Heh heh, of course, of course. Then I'll be troubling Teacher Wu. " The fatty nodded his head like a rattle drum...

More than an hour later, Zhang Jiayang walked out of the teaching building with a gloomy face. The interviewers who interviewed him saw that he was from a third-rate university, so they quickly asked him a few questions and sent him out!

This interview was just a fucking farce.

The depressed Zhang Jiayang just wanted to get out of this' damned place 'as soon as possible. Zhang Jiayang ran forward with large strides.

Just as quickly as that.

At the corner of a building, a beauty in a short skirt suddenly appeared. Zhang Jiayang wanted to brake, but it was too late. He directly bumped into the beauty in a short skirt.

"Aiya!"

The beauty in the short skirt let out a cry of surprise, and the document she held in front of her chest was knocked to the ground.

"I'm sorry. I didn't mean to. Are you alright? " Zhang Jiayang helped her up. He inadvertently glanced at her, with her protruding front and back, clear and bright eyes, curved eyebrows, and long eyelashes slightly trembling. His skin was as white as snow, and his hair was like a dark cloud behind his head.

"No …." "It's fine." The beauty in the short skirt pulled a strand of hair from her forehead with her right hand and shook her head. Her face was a little red and her sweet appearance made people feel pity for her.

Zhang Jiayang swallowed a mouthful of saliva and couldn't help but be a bit absent-minded for a moment.

The beauty in the short skirt stretched out her hand to wipe off the dust on her body. Then, she bent down to pick up the documents that were scattered on the ground.

Zhang Jiayang also quickly went down and helped pick it up.

"Thank you." The short-skirt beauty revealed a faint smile. Seeing this, Zhang Jiayang couldn't help but feel a little flustered.

When the beauty in the short skirt saw Zhang Jiayang staring at her, she couldn't help but lower her head shyly, as if she was avoiding Zhang Jiayang's gaze.

"No …" You're welcome, but I should tell you. It's all my fault, I bumped into you. "

Zhang Jiayang found that he hadn't felt this way for a long time. Never in his wildest dreams would he have thought that there would be such a beautiful and kind female teacher in such a prestigious school.

"Are you the teacher here?" Zhang Jiayang asked the woman in the short skirt with a smile. The depression in his heart also disappeared in a flash.

"Yeah, that's right." The short skirted beauty spoke with a very gentle voice, giving off a refreshing feeling.

"What about you? I don't think I've met you before. " The short-skirt beauty blinked her bright eyes as she looked at Zhang Jiayang and asked with a sweet voice.

"Hehe, I would like to, but it seems like there is not much hope." Zhang Jiayang revealed a wry smile and said helplessly. Zhang Jiayang felt a sense of loss when he thought of how he might never have the chance to see this beauty in a short skirt again in the future.

"So you're the teacher who came for the interview today. Don't be discouraged. In the end, you didn't come out. Anything is possible."

The beauty in the short skirt seemed to have seen the disappointment on Zhang Jiayang's face and comforted him with a smile.

"Hur Hur, I hope so. I also hope to be able to work with such a beautiful and gentle female teacher. " Zhang Jiayang nodded with a smile.

"Mhmm, I still have some things to do, I hope to see you again." The beauty in the short skirt looked at Zhang Jiayang and waved at him. Then, she slowly walked away, leaving behind a faint fragrance in the air.

Zhang Jiayang looked at the leaving figure of the short-skirt beauty and smelled the fragrance left in the air by the short-skirt beauty …

At this moment, Zhang Jiayang's gaze was attracted by a distant sound of a fight.

"Beat this brat to death! You even dare to touch a woman I like! " There was a red-haired man with red hair standing behind him. Two high school students were glaring at the boy in the school uniform. Their faces were fiendish. Needless to say, they were the red-haired man's henchmen.

"It's none of my business. I only told Xiao Ya how to do it because she said that she wouldn't ask me any questions on a math problem." The man wearing the school uniform said while trembling in fear as he looked at the three ferocious-looking men in front of him.

"You still f * cking dare to talk back? She asked you a question, why are you so close to her? Don't you f * cking know that laozi is courting her!?" Beat him up and make him remember this lesson! " When the two thugs behind the red-haired boy heard the order, they immediately rushed up and gave the boy another round of punches and kicks. The red-haired man violently punched and shouted: "You f * cking don't want to live anymore, you dare to touch this Young Master's horse!"

Zhang Jiayang didn't expect such a fight to happen in a high school, but what made him even more surprised was that the students and teachers that passed by them didn't seem to see it.

Zhang Jiayang felt that he wasn't some chivalrous hero. However, he couldn't just ignore this situation.

Before Zhang Jiayang could take two steps forward, he was suddenly stopped by someone, "Do you want to die? This kind of thing is just a small matter among students. You're a new teacher right? Do you know who that person is?"

Zhang Jiayang turned around and saw a well-dressed middle-aged man. He should also be a teacher at Jinding High School.

"Eh?" "Who is that person?" Zhang Jiayang asked in confusion.

"The young master who is the secretary of the city of Linhai City. Other than him, there are a lot of other people in the school that you can't afford to offend. Just focus on teaching your own books, and it's not like their parents sent them here to study. " The man patted Zhang Jiayang on the back and left after saying that.