Chapter 786: The Shepherd's First Love (School Days) (3

ded outside the Qiao family's door, their emotions running high as they extended microphones towards Qiao Wenyu, peppering him with questions."Mr. Qiao, according to what we've learned, the heroine in...After the teacher called Qiao Baier to his office, he didn't return to the classroom.

This new teacher is so capricious, abandoning so many students and who knows where he went.

Until the school bell rang, students streamed out, still whispering about Qiao Baoer getting caught sleeping in class. They were sure she would be severely punished.

"That man, is he a teacher here" Sima An hurried to ask Fang Mei after class.

As soon as Sima Anjin saw Jun Zhimu, the teacher on stage in that classroom, he felt his whole body tense up. He was shocked that this man was a teacher at this school. The entire class somehow always felt tense and oppressive.

Such a man doesn't act like a teacher.

Fang Mei knew what he was surprised about, so she said directly, "You want to say he doesn't seem like a teacher, right…"

He's very popular at school. Didn't you see how everyone lined up to take his classes People just find him so strange.

To put it simply, he only arrived a half month before you. He came to teach suddenly after the start of the school year.

Sima An was a sudden transfer student, and this teacher was even more bizarre, seemingly suddenly having the school set up a new course just for him.

"I wonder how Qiao Ba'er is doing now" Zhu Xiaoyi said with concern.

“Since school is over now, let's go see the office.”

The three of them went outside the offices of several classrooms, but they didn't see the teacher or Qiao Baoer. It seemed like the teachers had a gathering today, as several teachers were excitedly discussing outside the hallway.

Fang Mei has been a member of the student council since high school and knows these teachers well. She walked up directly, politely asking, "Excuse me, teacher, did you leave"

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"His things, unclear," the English group leader leaned closer and whispered, "He's a bit arrogant, seems to look down on us."

Fang Mei wasn't surprised at all. The teacher wasn't exactly warm and approachable when giving them lectures.

I'm really sorry to say that one of her classmates got caught by the teacher. After thinking for a moment, I asked.

"The teacher just gave us a lecture, and I didn't understand some parts. I want to leave a note on his desk to ask him for clarification, but I don't know where his office is..."

The head of the English department, who had tutored Fang Mei before, was very fond of this excellent student. Before she could finish her sentence, he immediately interrupted and said...

“You absolutely shouldn't think about letting him write any love letters on his desk, okay Remember to prioritize academics. I don’t know where he came from, but seriously, just stay away. Last week, a beautiful female teacher from the Chinese language department sent him a text message inviting him to watch a movie, and at lunchtime, a music teacher also invited him out for a meal. He turned them all down flat.”

Fang Mei was quite embarrassed. She had a very close relationship with her teacher, they were like friends as well as teacher and student. She never expected to hear gossip about her teachers' love lives.

"How dare I provoke the teacher."

Fang Mei has always been very practical and steady, she wouldn't even dare to covet her if you gave her ten thousand reasons.

If she wasn't mistaken, this teacher didn't belong to the same social class as them. The golden dragon, having entered the school of fish, stood out tremendously.

The teacher eyed her for a moment, seeming to relax before pointing toward the end of the hallway. “He doesn’t work with us. His private office is over there.”

"This psychology class isn't on the college entrance exam, it's not that important. You should probably avoid it." Good advice.

Fang Mei smiled, it seems the teachers are quite afraid of it.

"What was the teacher's real name"

Sima An, who had been silent on the sidelines, couldn't help but speak up.

All the teachers in senior three know that Sima An transferred here after skipping grades, and he is the nephew of Principal Sima. Naturally, they are more welcoming to him.

"About Sima's application form, we don't have access to it. We usually just use his English name for the roster. He's quite mysterious. Maybe you can ask your uncle about it, Sima classmate. We're curious too." The teacher smiled at him, her curiosity piqued as well.

Sima An really went to look for his uncle.

Principal Sima treated him warmly, "Xiao An, why did you think of having a meal with your uncle Come on, your aunt mentioned to me a few days ago that she wondered why you didn't come home with us after school."

The Sima family was considered quite prominent in the city. The older generation of the Sima family placed great emphasis on sons over daughters, believing that the family business should be carried on by male descendants. By the time Sima An's generation came around, he was the only male grandchild among several children, naturally becoming the most favored one.

"Uncle, I have something I want to ask you."

Sima An did not refuse the invitation to dinner at his home, but the questions he asked were rather urgent.

"What is it"

"When you get along badly with classmates in class, which teacher has made things difficult for you"

Principal Sima truly loved his nephew. He also wished for a son, but unfortunately, his wife gave birth to several daughters in a row.

Sima An directly asked, "Uncle, what kind of person is the new teacher who came this year"

Principal Sima hesitated for a moment.

"What's wrong with him"

The tone suddenly became somewhat serious.

"Little An, just go to his class properly if you have to. If you really don't like it, just don't go; he won't mind students skipping class."

Every word, spoken and unspoken, became a careful reminder to him.

Sima An lied, "I was too tired from his class today. I fell asleep lying down, and then he got angry and called on me." He tried to deflect Qiao Bao'er's mistakes onto himself, trying to extract information from him.

Principal Sima was taken aback, "……He could remember your name He wouldn't bother with such small things as remembering the names of his students."

Did he say anything to you

"No, I just don't think he acts like a teacher..."

Principal Sima walked out of the office with him and quickly turned back to interrupt, "That's good then. Next time you have his class, be more serious."

Sima An insisted on asking, "Uncle, who is he Why did he suddenly start a psychology course in his senior year of high school"

Principal Sima clearly didn't want to say much more.

"You skipped grades to take the college entrance exam. Your studies are important, so there's a lot of pressure on you. Your grandma is very proud of you. Don't worry about anything else, especially him. Don't get involved with him."

To his surprise, the uncle who had always cared for him didn't say a word to him.

Sima An's doubts grew even deeper.

At this moment, Fang Mei and Zhu Xiao Wei were outside the teacher's private office, peering cautiously, worried that Qiao Bao Er was still inside being reprimanded.

But the office door was locked, the glass windows were shut, and the curtains were drawn tight.

"It looks like the teacher has left after school."

Zhu Xiao Wei wasn't quite ready to give up. "…It’s possible it’s still inside." She quietly looked left and right in the corridor, then rushed forward and twisted the doorknob. Sure enough, the door was locked tight.

The two could only leave in disappointment.

"The teacher isn't in the office, where did Qiao Baoer go" Zhu Xiaowei sighed, still not very reassured.

As the sun sets, a warm glow casts long shadows across the quiet room.

In a simple office, Qiao Bao'er was fast asleep on the desk. Her sleeping face was peaceful, with gentle breaths. The soft light illuminated her beautiful profile, her eyebrows and eyes were delicately painted, and her slightly parted red lips seemed to be muttering something as if she dreamt of food.

The lord shepherd locked the office door.

He led her out of the classroom and all the way back to this small office. He was seething with a mix of anger and complex emotions; he intended to give her a severe dressing-down right there, something she would never forget.

But in this tiny office, facing her, his mind went blank. Many emotions surged within him, but he didn't know what to do, feeling flustered and at a loss.

"You were sleeping in my class."

"If you want to sleep, sleep right here."

When he said this, a lot of emotions were suppressed, and his tone when speaking was rather odd.

Jo Bao'er put on the air of a good little student who was being scolded, standing before his desk with her head bowed low, as if truly reflecting on herself.

Upon hearing this, I felt that the teacher's words were sarcastic.

But before she could recover, she heard him leave the office. His footsteps were still somewhat hurried, and the door closed shut. Qiao Bao'er froze in place, only then raising her head nervously to look around.

This teacher completely played by their own rules, leaving her in the office and just walked away.

If a normal student, they would definitely be nervous and continue standing like being punished until the teacher returns.

Ke Qiao Bao'er only had three minutes of patience. She looked around the office with a sly and mischievous gaze, feeling that there was no danger in this environment. She found a chair and sat down. The teacher didn't let her leave, so she honestly sat and waited. But just sitting like that, sleepiness came over her again. The spring breeze was warm and comfortable.

When Junzhi's shepherd came back in again, she actually dared to sleep here while he was.

School was already out, and the bustling campus had fallen into a quiet stillness. The setting sun cast its rays upon her sleeping face as she lay sprawled openly on his desk, asleep in such a peaceful and comfortable manner.

Jun Zhi's shepherd stood quietly beside her for a long time, he unconsciously even slowed his own breathing, not wanting to wake her.

As if all previous worries and anxieties had vanished in an instant, his heart felt incredibly comfortable and peaceful.

As if possessed, he took out his phone and snapped a picture of her like that. Junzhi couldn't describe the feeling, but suddenly he had a strong urge to be able to see her sleeping face anytime in the future.

Because I really want to be able to see her in the future.

I hope she can always be by his side.

So, that's how you're being obsessed

Junzhi Mu's heart was beating fast, with a flutter of excitement, a feeling of both understanding and confusion.ed his voice, emphasizing, "I'm saying, the half-moon shaped blood jade lying in that zitan wood box of yours…"Jo Baoer stood dumbfounded, speechless.Her rosewood box, a crescent moon-shaped jade pend...