The intern taught a top-performing class, and the parents wanted to change the homeroom teacher.

Lu Qian's smile froze; he had been too happy too soon.

Why is there a second level?

The person who arrived was Zhang Li.

When Zhang Li left Director Pan's office in the morning, her hair was disheveled from the argument, and she looked somewhat disheveled.

Now that he's tidied up his appearance, he looks much more normal, except for his somewhat eager gaze, which makes Lu Qian a little uncomfortable.

Lu Qian took a step back, his eyes wary. "Ms. Zhang, is there something you need?"

Zhang Li gave a warm smile. "Teacher Lu, I've come to apologize to you. I reflected on it during the day, and it was indeed my fault. I didn't handle it well. I'm sorry, Teacher Lu."

Lu Qian became even more wary; who knew what this woman was up to now?

"Fine, I won't accept. If there's nothing else, I'm leaving."

Seeing Lu Qian's decisive manner, Zhang Li became anxious and stepped forward to grab Lu Qian's arm.

"Hey, Mr. Lu, wait a minute."

Lu Qian had been wary of her, and when he saw her reach out, he dodged to the side.

"Is there anything else?"

An awkward expression flashed across Zhang Li's face. "Teacher Lu, there are people coming and going around here. Why don't we find a place to sit down and talk slowly?"

Lu Qian frowned slightly; he really wanted to refuse.

But now it's peak time for students to leave school, and students and parents are walking back and forth around me.

There were also groups of two or three students gathering together to buy and eat things.

Just those few words we exchanged and dodged Zhang Li's attack had already attracted the attention of many students and parents.

If Lu Qian stays any longer, who knows what kind of attention he might attract?

Not to mention he couldn't predict Zhang Li's thought process; heaven knows what she was up to.

"Let's go to that mala tang restaurant." Lu Qian raised his chin, gesturing to the mala tang restaurant not far away.

Although the goal is simply to find a place to sit down and talk, in this situation, it's best to find a place with many people.

If it were a sparsely populated place, Lu Qian wouldn't be able to explain what might have happened.

It's a good opportunity to have a meal.

Zhang Li glanced at the mala tang restaurant and frowned slightly. There were quite a few people inside, which wasn't conducive to what she needed to do.

"Teacher Lu, there's a coffee shop over there, shall we go there..."

"You got to choose? Take it or leave it." Lu Qian turned and left.

"No, no, no."

Zhang Li instinctively tried to pull Lu Qian away, but Lu Qian seemed to have eyes in the back of his head and dodged away in a flash.

"I'll listen to you, I'll listen to you," Zhang Li said with an awkward smile.

The two went to the spicy food stall next door.

As one of the most popular mala tang (spicy hot pot) shops around the school, many students living in dormitories like to come here for a late-night snack.

Zhang Li went inside and found an empty seat in the corner.

"Teacher Lu, let's go there."

"Oh, you go ahead."

Amid Zhang Li's astonished gaze, Lu Qian took tongs and a basin, picked out some of his favorite dishes, and went to the machine to pay.

"Boss, a spicy hot pot, with instant noodles, medium spicy, and a bottle of water, please."

"Okay, 28."

Zhang Li was initially speechless, but when she saw that she had to pay, she was overjoyed and grabbed her phone to pay.

"I'll do it."

Lu Qian glared at him. "This is mine, I'll pay for it myself. If you want to eat it, go get your own bowl."

As he spoke, he had already paid by tapping his phone together.

"The clips and basin are in the sterilizer by the door," the boss kindly reminded him.

Zhang Li: "...Thank you, Teacher Lu, the seat is over there."

Lu Qian glanced at the empty corner seat Zhang Li mentioned, then went to the empty seat in the middle of the hall, slightly to the left, sat down, and casually pulled out two tissues to wipe the table.

Why should I listen to you?

There were surveillance cameras overhead, and students were all around.

A gentleman does not stand under a dangerous wall.

If you can't refuse certain things, you should use other things to protect yourself as much as possible.

This is what his university advisor taught him.

Zhang Li's expression turned somewhat unpleasant, and she continued to persuade, "Teacher Lu, there are so many people coming and going, why don't we go eat over there?"

Lu Qian nodded indifferently, "Sure, go ahead then."

Zhang Li took a deep breath and could only sit down cautiously.

Before sitting down, he took out a lot of tissues to wipe the chair, and after sitting down, he started wiping the table vigorously.

Although she concealed it well, Lu Qian could still see a hint of disdain for the mala tang restaurant in her eyes.

Lu Qian turned on the recording and opened Tomato Novels to see what good novels were available recently.

Zhang Li didn't speak, and he didn't ask her either, since he wasn't the one in a hurry.

Zhang Li was already very anxious, but with so many people around, it was difficult to get things done.

She wanted to wait until there were fewer people before saying anything.

"Teacher Lu, I've witnessed your teaching abilities firsthand. I was blind to your talent before, and I apologize to you," Zhang Li said.

"Hmm, thank you for the compliment, but I don't accept apologies." Lu Qian glanced at her and continued reading his novel.

Zhang Li's expression stiffened for a moment, then quickly returned to normal. She kept talking, saying a few words here and there, stalling for time.

A few minutes later, the food was ready.

Lu Qian returned carrying a pot of spicy stir-fry.

Wow, it smells so good!

I sat down and started to eat heartily; I hadn't eaten for days and was really craving it.

"Let's talk after we finish eating," Lu Qian said in advance, because he didn't want anything else to interfere with such a delicious meal.

A hint of disdain flashed in Zhang Li's eyes as she thought to herself: What's so delicious about this unhealthy stuff?

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Fifteen minutes later, Lu Qian finished eating.

He wiped his mouth, got up, and was about to leave.

Zhang Li's expression changed. "Teacher Lu, I haven't even said what I wanted to say yet."

"Didn't you just say a bunch of things?" Lu Qian asked knowingly.

Zhang Li glanced around; there were still some students, but fewer than before.

She then noticed the phone in Lu Qian's hand and, remembering the recording from earlier that day, hesitated before asking, "Teacher Lu, you're not recording again, are you?"

Lu Qian nodded frankly, "Yes, I've been recording since I walked in. I'm protecting myself. So please watch your words. If you mind, we can end this conversation immediately."

There's no point in hiding the recording anymore.

This was not just a warning to Zhang Li, but also a way to save face for her.

Whatever you say or do, be mindful of your limits.

He had no interest in getting involved with Zhang Li again about going back to be a homeroom teacher.

Recording warning: This is the end of the matter.

Everyone is doing well.

Upon hearing Lu Qian's undisguised recording, Zhang Li's expression changed, her facial features shifting rapidly.

Then, gritting her teeth, she continued, "Teacher Lu, I know I offended you before, but the child is innocent! Could you please let Qihang go to Class 25? Please feel free to name your conditions!"

Knowing it was being recorded, she spoke her last sentence in an exceptionally low voice and adopted an exceptionally humble posture.

Upon hearing the first part of the sentence, Lu Qian was shocked. You dare to let Zhao Qihang go to Class 25?

Do you think Li Jun has a good temper?

Or do you think others will stop Li Jun?

Upon hearing the last sentence, Lu Qian's expression became subtle; he seemed to know what Zhang Li was up to.

"I don't have the authority to change shifts. You've come to the wrong person," Lu Qian said calmly.

"I understand."

Zhang Li smiled knowingly, put down her bag, glanced around to make sure no one was watching, took out a bulging envelope, and pushed it toward Lu Qian's seat.

She lowered her voice and said, "Teacher Lu, this is just a small token of my appreciation."

At that moment, Lu Qian seemed to see his teaching certificate melting away like cream.

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