"Do you know Boss Ding?"

Pompeii stared straight at Yu Xingwen.

Before Yu Xing could answer, Boss Ding said in a hurry: "Four years ago, my hot pot restaurant was unable to turn over and almost went bankrupt. It was Mr. Yu who invested to support me in the business and later suggested that I open a supermarket."

Pompeii: "Oh, that's it."

She stared at Yu Xing.

Good guy, deep thoughts.

After so many years, she has not noticed any signs. She thought that she had won the care of others with her beauty and good character in a foreign country.

It turns out it's money.

Boss Ding warmly invited: "Since you are here, why don't I take you here to play for a few days."

Pompeii declined, and her vacation was about to end in two days.

Boss Ding should not force himself to stay, so he could only say politely: "Come back if you have the chance in the future, come and play again."

Yu Xing shook hands with Boss Ding, "Okay, I wish you a prosperous business, so we'll go back first."

Boss Ding smiled and watched them leave.

In the car, Pompeii asked Yu Xing: "Why haven't you heard from me?"

Yu Xing: "There is no right opportunity to raise it."

Pompeii: "…"

There is no right opportunity to ask.

She looked at him just too lazy to mention it.

Forget it, she has been used to it for so many years.

The two returned to the hotel for a rest and flew back to China in the afternoon.

The next day, Pompeii was still on holiday, but received an invitation from his alma mater, Nan Opera, to give a public class to the freshmen.

As a famous art school, many students from Nan Opera have become famous. Generally, those who have representative works will be invited back to school to teach open classes for their juniors.

Pompeii was popular and Nan Opera had invited her for a long time, but she really couldn't find any time, so Mingjiana politely declined. Recently, Pompeii was on vacation, and Pompeii's teacher sent an invitation again.

Pompeii never refused anymore. He chose a casual white dress at home, tied his hair casually and had light makeup on his face.

She looked in front of the mirror and asked Yu Xing if her outfit was appropriate enough.

When teaching students and being a role model, you should still focus on elegance and dignity.

Yu Xing took a serious look and commented: "Enough. It looks like an English teacher."

Pompeii: "…Why aren't a Chinese teacher?"

Yu Xing pushed the silver-edged frame and looked very serious: "It looks like a Chinese teacher."

Pompeii: “…Why not a history teacher?”

Yu Xing: "It looks like a history teacher."

When men evaluate their wife's dressing, they are simply fooling students.

Pompeii smiled: "...Why aren't a math teacher?"

Yu Xing didn't follow the words this time. He put down his raised legs and looked at Pompeii with a smile, "It's not like."

Pompeii: "?"

Yu Xing: "It's like being smarter."

Pompei's eyebrows fluttered: "I have never failed a subject in college, and all subject teachers praise me for being smart!"

Yu Xing smiled. Sometimes she was obviously stupid.

Thinking of this in his heart, he said, "Well, it looks like a math teacher, a smart math teacher."

"Perfunctory."

Pompei turned around and looked in the mirror, and finally checked it. He didn't notice anything wrong, so he carried his bag and prepared to go to the Southern Opera.

Yu Xing followed her and led her out, saying, "I will go to the company first in a while, and I will have to go to the next city. I will probably not be able to come back in the afternoon. If you haven't returned home at that time, I will pick you up."

Pompei took out his cell phone and contacted his assistant on WeChat, saying that she was about to go out, and then said to Yu Xing: "Don't pick me up, I'll come back by myself."

Yu Xing: "What?"

Pompeii said considerately: "This is for your safety. How much difference do you think the university and the entertainment industry are? It's half a world of fame and fortune."

Yu Xingran, held Pompeii's hand tightly and expressed his loyalty: "Don't worry, I won't look at others more."

Pompeii chuckled: "...Do you think I'm afraid you will be hooked away by a young girl?"

Yu Xing: "?"

Did he misunderstand?

Pompeii laughed out loud: "I have so many fans, I'm afraid you will be beaten by your junior when you go to school."

She fiddled with the ponytail on the back of her head, picked up her eyes and swept her eyes lightly, which was quite charming.

At this moment, Yu Xing was a little worried that the boys in the Southern Opera would make ill-thinking plans against his wife.

The two walked downstairs, Yu Xing opened the car door for Pompeira, bowed outside the car and said, "I'll pick you up tonight and wait for me." He also specifically instructed: "No one is allowed to accept the call from my junior."

Pompeii: "Okay, my sir."

Pompeii took a bus to Nanxi Opera.

The school opened a large lecture hall for her. The entire lecture hall was full, and there were many people standing in the aisle. The students did not have benches, but were willing to stand and listen to the class.

If the door of the lecture hall had not been closed in time, there would have been people who would have been pouring in.

This is the first time Pompeii has been in class. Although the materials have been prepared well, he has not faced the audience directly for a long time, and he is a little nervous.

After about three minutes of hot play, she slowly got into the state and began to teach her performance experience to her juniors and classmates freely. She specially took out some of Teacher Li Zhiguo’s excellent ideas and shared them with everyone.

The open class took about an hour and a half and finally came to an end.

Pompeii took a big sip of water, relieved his fatigue a little, and took the microphone to enter the final interaction.

According to the process, the person in charge of the venue randomly handed out the microphone, and students can ask questions freely.

Most of the students are quite a bit concise and asked some more professional questions.

A very few students were very naughty. The microphone was sent to a boy. He asked with a smile: "Teacher Pang, can I be your closed disciple?"

Pompeii smiled slightly: "Sorry, no."

The students below started to cheer: "Teacher Pang is strict!"

“Hahahahahaha.”

Pompeii smiled helplessly.

The ringtone rang, and the morning class ended.

Pompeii said goodbye to everyone and took his assistant to the department office with her teacher.

It turns out that most of the teachers who taught her came to see her, and she dealt with them one by one.

Finally, her counselor came here to join in the fun and wanted to take a photo with her, and said: "I knew Pompeii would definitely make a fortune. With so many students, I can't see that people will be wrong!"

Pompeii smiled lazily and said nothing.

This counselor didn't like her much before. She often went home and couldn't sleep in her freshman year. The counselor also confides her in the class group and Yan Ruifeng.

At that time, Yan Ruifeng got into their class group and scolded the counselor.

In the end, the matter was left alone, but the counselor was very strict in attendance. Once, she checked the attendance and she was one second late and then she was fined for her late. However, if someone was ten minutes late, she would not be recorded in the attendance form.

Later, something happened to her family. I heard that the counselor also posted a special message on his Moments, saying that the way of heaven has reincarnation and so on.

Pompei refused to take a separate photo with the counselor, but took a photo with the teachers in the department. The counselor insisted on coming in when taking a photo. She stood on the far left and was separated from Pompeii by 108,000 miles.

At noon, Mingjiana rushed over. Pompeii and Mingjiana accompanied several classmates who stayed at school to have lunch in the cafeteria. They recalled their time in school and chatted for a few words. Finally, everyone sighed that the goddess is a goddess and will eventually be a woman who will step onto the altar.

Everyone is not sour, just a sincere blessing.

After dinner, Minjana and Pompeii said goodbye to everyone, and they went to the nanny car.

The school arranged a hotel for Pompeii, but Minjana didn't believe in the privacy of the hotel, so she simply asked Pompeii to rest in the nanny car and then attend the afternoon event.

In the car, Ming Jiana was browsing her circle of friends and complaining to Pompei: "Tsk, your counselor is really a fence-bearer."

Pompeii: "What's wrong?"

Ming Jiana showed her the counselor's circle of friends. The counselor posted a large group photo on his circle of friends, but she cut off many people in the group photo, which made the illusion of standing with Pompeii.

Pompeii: “………”

If she flops again, she has no doubt that the counselor will dissipate her again.

Therefore, she couldn't understand the other party's intention to cut photos and fake photos with her.
To be continued...