I Really Am Not The Lord of Demon

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The retired old man sat in the yard, watching the flowers and plants he planted this year.

As a former elementary school teacher, Zhang Shunli liked to plant flowers after retirement.

He likes these flowers and plants.

I especially like watching them grow up from the buds and blossom and bear fruit.

Seeing butterflies flying among the flowers, he always remembered his life.

He is the kind of teacher who takes him from grade one to grade six!

One by one, the lovely children were sent to him.

Then, they were tall and tall and graduated from his class with childishness.

Year after year, day after day.

From a young man with high spirits, his temples slowly turned white, and then one day, the leaders of the school came, and the leaders of the education bureau in the city also came.

They all said: Teacher Zhang has worked hard, congratulations on his retirement!

Oh……

Zhang Shunli was stunned at that moment.

retirement?

The teaching career of more than 30 years has ended like this?

Am i old too?

Thinking of what happened two months ago, he sighed.

Jingle Bell……

A doorbell came from the entrance of the courtyard.

Zhang Shunli stood up and walked to the door.

A postman appeared in front of him: "Mr. Zhang, this is your Teacher's Day card and blessing letter..."

The postman put a large pile of greeting cards and letters in a purple box and handed it to him.

"Oh..." Zhang Shunli nodded: "Thanks for your hard work!"

"No hard work!" A smile appeared on the postman's young face.

Then, he bowed deeply to Zhang Shunli, and then he said goodbye.

This is the tradition of the Federal Empire for thousands of years.

Respect teachers!

The social status of teachers is very high!

In the councils of officials at all levels, there are quite a few members who have been unmoved, selected from teachers.

Holding this purple box, Zhang smoothly walked back.

"It's Teacher's Day again..." He said softly. This was his first Teacher's Day that he hadn't celebrated in school.

Teachers who have retired are more or less unaccustomed.

He took this box and sat on the chair in the yard.

Then open it, and there are thick greeting cards and letters in it.

In the past thirty years, I took almost seven classes and sent almost three hundred children to junior high school.

The oldest of them in the middle grade is over 40 years old, and the youngest is only six years old, just in the first grade...

So there are many forms of greeting cards.

Some are small, some are big.

Some are simple, some are gorgeous.

There are even some cards with some vouchers.

Consumer vouchers, vacation vouchers, airline vouchers...

There are so many.

Zhang Shunli looked at the greeting cards and letters in the box, and he laughed: "After thirty years of hard work, I still have some gains!"

As a teacher, what he likes most is to see that the children he once taught have now become a member of this society and have been able to support a home.

This is the sense of accomplishment!

This is the satisfaction!

Therefore, he sat upright, ready to take a serious look at these cards and letters.

From the greeting cards and letters, can he know how his students are now?

"Huh!" Zhang Shunli was suddenly surprised.

Because this year's card order seems to have changed.

On the top is no longer the greeting card of his student who is now serving as the undersecretary of the kingdom in the Western Song Dynasty King's Palace.

But a greeting card that looks ordinary and ordinary.

"I have another student and become a big man?" Zhang Shunli laughed.

Although, he actually doesn't care about the achievements of his students.

I just wish them to grow up smoothly and not to commit crimes.

But the Empire Post Office attaches great importance to rituals and rules.

Each year's greeting cards and letters must be arranged in order of status and priority.

Therefore, the top greeting card or letter must be the highest among all students.

Zhang Shunli smiled and picked up the greeting card.

"Let me see, who sent this from?"

He took it before his eyes and looked at the text on the cover of the card.

This is an ordinary greeting card that can be bought casually on the side of the road, and it is also a very standard greeting card.

The students will be the first to pay their respects to the teacher Zhang Gongyu, Mr. Smooth, congratulate Teacher’s Day, and wish the teacher: Happy Holidays, good health, and a happy family...

Raised the card, there was nothing inside.

Opened it and looked at it, still the same.

Looking at the congratulatory message, except for the student's name, his own name, and holiday greetings, everything else is printed.

"Peace?" Teacher Zhang Shunli frowned slightly.

He can no longer remember that he once taught a student called Lingping.

but……

Looking at the words and greetings on this greeting card, I don't know why, Teacher Zhang Shunli suddenly felt full of energy.

It seems that the feeling of youth is back.

Suddenly, Zhang Shunli smelled a scent.

He looked up and saw that the flowers and plants in his yard were blooming.

The garden is full of spring and the fragrance of flowers overflows!

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Qin An walked in the empty courtyard with a cane.

He watched, a little lost.

In a trance, he felt as if he was back to school.

He stood at the gate of the middle school, watching students walk through the gate.

When the students saw him, they always bowed their heads involuntarily.

Because he is the dean of teaching, the devil in the hearts of all students!

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Looking at the empty courtyard, the former dean sighed.

"I'm old..." He said, "I'm old..."

It has been seven or eight years since retirement.

He missed the school more and more.

It's a pity, I am old!

I remember that at this time last year, he could still go back to school alone.

right now……

But with crutches, he walked slowly in the yard at home under the worry and service of his family.

It's always impossible not to accept it!

"Father!" At this time, the son who had just returned from get off work, carrying a briefcase and a purple box, smiled and handed it to him: "This is the Teacher's Day card and congratulatory letter you received this year..."

Qin An looked at it and laughed: "Someone still remembers my old bone!"

"Of course!" The son said with a smile: "Although you used to be scary... But when the students grow up they will understand how good you are..."

He was also a member of the school under his father's administration, and of course he knew that this stern father had a reputation among students.

Qin Yantou, Qin Motou, Qin Buqun...

Their nicknames were buckled on their heads.

However, as students grow up and enter society slowly, some people will remember.

I remember that it was under the claws of Qin Yantou, Qin Demon, and Qin Buqun that they did not go on a crooked road to have today!

So, slowly, there were more greeting cards and congratulatory letters.

Qin An sat down on a chair in the yard with the support of his son.

The sun was shining on the body and it was warm.

Qin An opened the box.

There are almost a hundred letters and greeting cards in it, which are almost the same as usual.

just……

The top greeting card has changed people.

It is no longer the student who has been appointed to the deputy chairperson of the Northwest Governor of the Federal Empire.

It is a new and simple greeting card.

Qin An picked it up, and he smiled and said, "It seems that I have a promising student!"

For teachers, being able to educate a promising student is always worthy of pride and pride.

He looked at the greeting card and looked at the text on the card.

"Students will be safe and peaceful, and then worship teacher Qin Gong for safety..."

"Wish: a complete family, happy and auspicious..."

Very simple and simple greeting card.

The text is neat, but it is only neat.

Apart from this, there is no redundant information, let alone any redundant words.

"Peace?!" Qin An looked at his son. He couldn't remember that he had taught such a student.

His son also shook his head. He didn't remember such a person.

Qin An stood up suddenly startled.

He looked forward, the old peach tree in the yard.

It is blooming!

Bright peach blossoms bloom in this season that is not part of the flowering season.

The fragrance of flowers pervades.

And his son stared at his father blankly.

After a stroke last winter, the old father, who had to stand up on crutches, can now stand up without the help of crutches!

"Father!" he exclaimed: "You are standing up! You can stand up!"

Qin An lowered his head and looked at his body.

He tried to walk a few steps forward, every step is steady!

He took the greeting card in his hand and said: "It seems that there is a great man among my students!"

"A prophecy!"

"This is the ability of ancient saints!"

As an old teaching director for decades, he certainly knows that there are unknown forces in this world.

but……

The power of these strangers can actually achieve this point?

One word falls and the flowers bloom, one word leaves the disease!?

Unfortunately, he couldn't remember, when did he have a student called Lingping?

He quickly went to the study room where he collected greeting cards, so he found the name Lingping in the greeting cards every year.

From ten years ago to now...

Greeting cards are sent every year.

but……

"I watch it every year..." He wondered: "Why don't you have any impression?"

So, he sat in front of the computer in the study, turned on the computer curiously, entered his school's website, and started inquiring.

Enter the student's name: Lingping.

"You have insufficient authority!"

Only this result was found!

The old teacher understood immediately. He turned off the computer and looked at his son who was walking in.

"Today's matter is not allowed to be said..."

"Not a word!"

"This is a state secret!"

But in fact, his move was unnecessary.

Because he and his family will forget what happened today.

Even a little impression will not be left!

When they dream back at midnight, they may remember a little bit of memory, but after all, this is just an episode in their lives.

It's like a wave splashing in the river.

……………………………………

Sitting at the desk, Situ He watched the numbers constantly appearing on the computer.

1, 2, 3...

These are the search data of teachers' intranet.

"It seems that the target's greeting card really has some magical effect..." he thought.

If not, the search data on the intranet will not appear suddenly.

"Wait for the investigation report..." He turned off the computer, not worried about the target's basic information leakage.

because……

The data and information files about Him have been classified as top secret.

Without authorization, no one can access it!