The system invites me to be a teacher

"Siwei Middle School? This is also a school?"

Compared with the luxurious size and shape of the bus, Confucius and Mencius are most interested in the logo in front of the car.

This logo was very abstract, and Confucius and Mencius was so dizzy that he could barely recognize the four characters on it.

Seeing Kong and Meng's confused look, Zhou Qianqian couldn't help asking: "Teacher Kong, haven't you even heard of Siwei Middle School?"

"Huh? Is this school famous?"

Zhou Qianqian gave him a helpless look: "Of course it is famous. Siwei Middle School is located in the imperial capital, and Zhiyuan is also known as the peerless double pride of Huaguo private schools."

Confucius and Mencius was taken aback, what about his school?

Just listen to Zhou Qianqian continue: "In fact, it is said that the peerless double pride, but our school is still a bit worse than them. It is only because of the lack of private schools in China that it is far-fetched."

This time it was Confucius and Mencius' turn to be surprised: "You said our school is not as good as them?"

During the time when Zhiyuan was teaching, he understood the power of Zhiyuan Middle School better than anyone.

The high salary attracts a large number of excellent teachers, coupled with a variety of advanced and even luxurious teaching equipment, so that Zhiyuan's reputation exceeds 90% of public high schools.

And this Siwei Middle School is better than Zhiyuan in all aspects, how powerful is that?

Zhou Qianqian said: "Of course they are amazing. Think about it, Imperial Capital is no better than Zhongzhou, where there are as many prestigious public schools as Shuimu High School, Huaqing High School, Imperial 101 High School, etc. Siwei Middle School wants to survive in the cracks of powerful enemies, no Can two brushes work?"

The two were discussing that the bus door of Siwei Middle School opened and a young male teacher got out of the bus.

The male teacher is 1.85 meters tall, in a suit and leather shoes, full of vigor, and a bit of wisdom in his bright eyes. At first glance, he is the kind of social elite with a successful career.

Behind the male teacher was a group of students, all with their heads up and their chests high, especially all of them were wearing uniform turquoise school uniforms, and they were born with infinite vitality.

There is no problem in determining the number of people. The male teacher kept saying something to the students in front of him, and immediately attracted a lot of laughter.

It is estimated that he and Confucius and Mencius thought that after knowing that the organizers amended the rules, the most important thing is not to study the strategy, but to help everyone relax.

I don't know the meaning or accident, the male teacher suddenly looked at Confucius and Mencius.He smiled at the corner of his mouth, explained a few words to the other two teachers who led the team, and walked straight over.

"Ms. Zhou, I didn't expect we would meet again!"

Only then did Confucius and Mencius know that what people just saw was not himself, but Zhou Qianqian.

Zhou Qianqian also smiled and said, "Yes, Teacher Han, it's really a coincidence."

Then she said to Confucius and Mencius: "This is Han Qingyun, a famous teacher of Siwei Middle School, and the current headteacher of the Siwei Middle School. Teacher Han, this is my colleague Confucius and Mencius."

"Hello!" Han Qingyun simply nodded, and continued to exchange greetings with Zhou Qianqian.

Confucius and Mencius: "..."

I have been ignored!

But he didn't care, after all, a young, beautiful, lively and cheerful girl like Zhou Qianqian was a man who wanted to talk more, not to mention that Han Qingyun was still a handsome guy with Yan Gaoshishun.

Han Qingyun said in a polite manner: "Ms. Zhou, I am looking for you to trouble you."

Zhou Qianqian smiled and said: "What's the matter? Teacher Han is good to be straightforward. As long as Qianqian can do it, she will definitely help."

Han Qingyun: "That's right. A total of 11 students in our school participated in this youth poetry contest. There was no problem at all, but the organizer suddenly changed the rules and one more person was added.

I wanted him to find a random team to join, but after checking the list, I found out that you Zhiyuan had nine students participating in the competition this time, so I asked you cheekily if he could form a team with you?

Teacher Zhou can rest assured that I am not picky. Ma Ruoxi, Hu Feng, and Huang Guangming in your school are all of the school masters, so let him fight with these few people behind."

Confucius and Mencius looked at the teacher Han blankly, without speaking.

The opponent wants to send extra players to the competition. This is human nature and understandable.

But when you speak, it is Ma Ruoxi, Hu Feng and other elites, this face is a bit bigger, right?

Thinking with your toes, I also know that the students sent by Siwei Middle School, even if they are not the worst among the eleven, are the last few. If you put your last team members on our school domineering team, who do you look down on?

Not picky yet, really...

But Confucius and Mencius did not speak, but looked at Zhou Qianqian, want to hear what she said?

Zhou Qianqian smiled and looked at him: "Really? Okay, then you can let Yang Ziwen come over, and while there is still time, let him hurry up and get in touch with our team members."

"Uh..." Han Qingyun was directly choked by Zhou Qianqian's words, and he smiled bitterly: "You want Yang Ziwen? Teacher Zhou, are you kidding me?"

Zhou Qianqian said lightly: "You joked with me first."

Han Qingyun: "..."

"Well, I just counted that I said something wrong. After my team members arrive at you, can you arrange them as you please?"

Just when Han Qingyun felt that Zhou Qianqian would definitely not refuse this time, Zhou Qianqian still shook her head: "Teacher Han, I'm sorry, Teacher Kong, who is missing in our group, has promised to others."

"Really?" Han Qingyun finally looked at Confucius and Mencius this time, "If I am right, Teacher Kong should be Zhiyuan's new teacher?"

Confucius and Mencius nodded: "I have been in Zhiyuan for less than a month."

"I said, Mr. Kong may not be very clear. Competitions like the Youth Poetry Competition have always been in the bag of Siwei and Zhiyuan, and they are also a necessary factor to demonstrate the strength of the school.

We are all private schools, and many resources cannot be compared with public schools, so as long as there is a place we hope to get, we must strive for it as much as possible.

For this competition, the organizers set up one special prize, three first prizes, ten second prizes, and 50 third prizes.

There are a total of 20 contestants in our two schools. If we plan well, we may not be able to win all the special and first prizes."

Confucius and Mencius glanced at Han Qingyun in surprise. This teacher Han is very ambitious!

And looking at his posture, that special prize seems to have been booked by Siwei Middle School.

Of course, Confucius and Mencius also understand the potential meaning of the other party: instead of finding someone to recharge, it is better to let my team members join, so that we can join forces and have a higher chance of winning.

"This... Teacher Kong, or I'll take Hu Die to find someone else to form a team, don't delay your business." Before Confucius and Mencius spoke, Lin Zhi spoke first.

Hu Die, who was so happy to find the team, immediately collapsed upon hearing this.She bit her lip, and tried her best to lower her head, as if she was afraid of being seen by others.

The rest of the people looked at Confucius and Mencius, wanting to hear what he said.

In terms of personal feelings, Confucius and Mencius would definitely favor Linzhi.

But Han Qingyun took the honor of the school to talk about it. If Confucius and Mencius openly refused, it would be good if he won the award.

Confucius and Mencius also agreed to Lin Zhi in advance. If he repents and agrees to Han Qingyun's suggestion, I am afraid that his lofty image in everyone's mind will immediately disappear.

From this we can also see Han Qingyun's greatness. In just a few words, Confucius and Mencius are forced into a dilemma. How can ordinary people have this ability?

After scanning lightly for a week, Confucius and Mencius did not directly answer his words, but said: "Ms. Han told me this, did you ask the wrong person? I can't help it!"