Jiang Yan picked a half into his bowl, frowned and looked at it, but still didn't pick it anymore, and pushed the bowl in front of Wang Miaomiao, "Eat quickly..."

Jiang Yan's strong attitude made Wang Miaomiao unable to help but curl her lips. She was unhappy, but she knew that he was doing it for her, so she picked up the chopsticks and started eating.

"Well... it tastes delicious." After taking a bite, Wang Miaomiao couldn't help but praise him.

Wang Miaomiao's own craftsmanship was average. She learned to cook with her mother and sister in J City for a while and her cooking skills were average.

However, after joining the army, I didn’t practice anymore. Generally speaking, I need to practice cooking more. After all, I should be unfamiliar with it if I don’t do it for a long time.

She felt that her cooking skills would definitely decline, and she would be in a hurry when she was cooking again.

But the man in front of him is so amazing. No matter how long it takes to cook for her, the taste will be as good as ever.

Sure enough, her cooking skills were not lit up, so she would rely on him in the future, so she should praise him and please him.

Jiang Yan was naturally happy when he heard this, and replied, "If you eat it, just eat it."

Wang Miaomiao choked for a moment, and she felt like she was trapped in a cocoon again.

Although she worked very hard, the girl's appetite was so big that she still had a few chopsticks of noodles left, which was really too late to stuff.

Wang Miaomiao's mouth was bulging, and she had been chewing noodles for three minutes. She looked at Jiang Yan, who was also looking at her opposite, and the chopsticks in her hand unconsciously stirred the few noodles left in the bowl.

"Okay, if you can't eat, go and vomit..." Jiang Yan shook his head helplessly.

Wang Miaomiao received the pardon, and her eyes lit up and immediately stood up and ran towards the trash can.

He vomited noodles and rinsed his mouth with water. As soon as he turned around, he saw that Jiang Yan had already stood up and was about to wash his bowl. Wang Miaomiao stepped forward to help, but he hid and let him go aside, "Okay, just two bowls, I'll do it, you can go and rest."

Wang Miaomiao watched the man walk out to the special sink outside to wash dishes with the pot and bowl, and couldn't help but smile on his lips.

Jiang Yan left after dinner, and Wang Miaomiao had nothing to do in the afternoon. Although the principal said that she could formally attend class tomorrow, she thought about getting the teaching materials first and coming back to prepare for get out of class.

Although it was just a secondary course, she still encouraged herself to work hard.

It was the end of get out of class that Wang Miaomiao asked questions all the way and came to the office of the first grade of junior high school.

"Dongdong..." He knocked on the door politely, and the office suddenly became quiet, and seven or eight pairs of eyes looked at her.

"Teacher Wang, you are here..." Wu Qiao had already seen Wang Miaomiao, so he immediately stood up and talked.

"Hello, Teacher Wu." Wang Miaomiao said with a smile, "Hello everyone, I am Wang Miaomiao. I will report today. In the future, it will be the first year of our Sunshine Middle School. Please give me some advice."

Wang Miaomiao first introduced herself. Wu Qiao had already walked to her and introduced others to her.

There are ten desks in an office, and now it’s time to finish class, and everyone is here, so Wang Miaomiao recognized everyone and came to her desk smoothly. The table was clean.

Wang Miaomiao heard from the principal that the ideological and moral classes in the first grade of junior high school were all taught by the head teachers of each class. Therefore, when she realized that she was the teacher of the head teacher, she would ask about her learning progress.

The result is that it has been more than half a month since school started, and some classes have not even been attended.

Wang Miaomiao couldn't help but think of a small modern meme. In school, physical education teachers usually can't come and get sick.

Wu Qiao went back to the head's desk and took his own book of ideological and moral character and handed it to Wang Miaomiao, "Teacher Wang, I'll bother you in the future."

"No need to thank you, this is my responsibility." Wang Miaomiao took it happily, but when she saw the brand new textbook, she couldn't help but twitch the corners of her lips.

"Ring..." As the ringing sounded, Wang Miaomiao saw several teachers standing up and leaving their seats. It was time for them to go to class.

"Teacher Wang, I'll go to class first, and I'll talk next time." Wu Qiao said attentively, "If you don't understand anything in the future, just come and ask me. I will definitely tell you everything I can."

"Swish..." A sneer of sneer came.

Wang Miaomiao looked around and saw that it was Teacher Li from Class 3, who was looking at them with a sneer on his face. Wang Miaomiao frowned slightly, she didn't like her gaze.

"Teacher Li, what are you doing?" Wu Qiao naturally saw the disdainful look, and she was so angry. Why should she sneer at him? I don't know what to do.

It’s okay to compete with him. Today is the first day of the new teacher coming here, and she just put on such a look, which really made him lose face.

"I laughed at me, why are you yelling at me? Who are you yelling at me..." Li Wen was really disgusted by Wu Qiao's traits, and he was up straight ahead without hesitation.

"Why are you shouting? Why are you asking me what you yelling? What is your attitude?" Wu Qiao doesn't want to be face-saving, especially in front of a beautiful new teacher, you can't be afraid, "As a teacher, what about your qualities?"

Since Li Wen had an attack, she naturally had no scruples. Her eyes turned red with glaring, and she said imposingly, "You still ask me about my quality? Do you have that qualification? As a teacher, your flattering and ugly behavior makes people disgusted when they see it. People like you are not worthy of being a role model."

Wang Miaomiao felt very uncomfortable after hearing this. Is she talking about him? Or is she talking about her?

He flatters, who do you flatter? Hehe...

This is really a disaster.

"You fart, I'm flattering? Why don't you say that you have dirty thoughts and can't stand others' goodness..."

"Okay, shut up, don't look at where this place is." A middle-aged uncle walked in and stopped the two of them from arguing.

"Wu Qiao, don't you have to go to class 3?" Director Qiao was wearing a pair of gold-framed glasses and spoke with a stern face, looking really majestic.

"Director Qiao, I'm sorry, I'll go now." Wu Qiao immediately shut up and bowed slightly to Director Qiao to express his apology. Then, he picked up the information on his desk and ran out quickly.

The class ringtone has been ringing for a while and he is late.

When Wang Miaomiao saw that he entered the door from Director Qiao, Teacher Li Wen fell down and honestly lowered his eyebrows, looking like he was accepting criticism and recognizing his mistakes. He changed his face so quickly that Wang Miaomiao was rare.

"Li Wen, come with me." Teacher Qiao still gave her face and did not scold her in front of so many people.

Li Wen followed Director Qiao and left.

As soon as she left, Teacher Zhang, the head teacher of Class 6, swears disdainfully, "Haha, there must be something going on this time, there must be a lot of thunder, there are little rainfalls, and someone has a background, that's good..."

Wang Miaomiao raised her eyebrows, who are you talking about?

Teacher Zhang just said a little. If she hadn't been behind him, and she had experienced this special training before, she might not have heard it clearly.
Chapter completed!