On Monday morning, the weather was clear and the sun was filled with the smell of happiness.

Xia Xiaoyaru stood at the gate of Confucius Institute, looking at the green logo carefully, the combination of the two patterns of the dove of peace and the earth, cleverly formed a variant of the word "Chinese", which contained four layers of meanings: "Global, Chinese, Peace, Rise", fully embodies the school philosophy of Confucius Institute, allowing beautiful voices to spread throughout the world, and moving the world with beautiful Chinese.

So sacred!

Xia Haiyao suddenly felt a strong sense of responsibility in her heart, and her little hands clenched into fists, "Xia Haiyao, you are very lucky. If you have the opportunity to teach here, you must work hard!"

He took a deep breath and walked into Confucius Institute with his head held high and his chest held high.

The scenery of birds singing and flowers, the bright and neat buildings and the rich knowledge atmosphere are indeed a good place to learn!

Dongdong!

He politely knocked on the dean's office door.

"Come in!" A calm voice started to sound.

"Hello, Dean, I'm Xia Haiya, here to report." She bowed 90 degrees first, and then presented a letter of introduction with both hands, because she was nervous, and her expression was a little tense.

The gray-haired dean glanced at Xia Haiyao meaningfully, and a clear smile appeared on the corner of his mouth. Oh, it turned out that this was the object that President Tang wanted to take care of!

"Hello, Miss Xia, welcome to join Confucius Institute! Your appointment has been arranged, and you can officially start classes after signing the contract." The dean said as he handed a contract to her.

Xia Haiya opened her eyes open and even prepared the agreement, which was so efficient!

But for some reason, she suddenly felt a little strange in her heart, but she couldn't tell why.

After signing this agreement, she officially has a work visa and can get a green card in five years. This is a good thing that many people can't ask for, but why is she feeling cold?!

The dean seemed to see her hesitation and smiled slightly, "Miss Xia, if there is no problem, you can sign it."

A black signature pen was handed to her.

"Oh." Xia Haiyao took the pen ignorantly, thought about it, but she didn't think it was wrong at all, so she signed the letter with relief.

The three big words "Xia, Hai, Taro" are neatly written.

Looking at the black and white words, the corners of her mouth couldn't help but rise, and a strong sense of responsibility and mission came to her heart. Although she was incomparable to the excellent teacher who really taught and answered questions, she would definitely do her best to work hard and would not disappoint everyone's expectations!

OK, fighting!

As soon as she left, the dean called Tang Xuyao, "President Tang, Miss Xia has come to report, everything goes according to your wishes."

"Well, it's done well!"
Chapter completed!