The 70s Novel: The Supporting Character Just Wants to Lie Down-Chapter 214: New Colleagues

Jiang Yan picked a small portion into his bowl, frowned as he looked at it, and decided not to take more. He pushed the bowl in front of Wang Miaomiao, "Hurry up and eat..."

Jiang Yan’s assertive attitude made Wang Miaomiao pout involuntarily and feel a bit unhappy, but she knew he meant well for her, so she picked up her chopsticks and started eating.

"Mmm... delicious." After taking one bite, Wang Miaomiao couldn’t help but praise.

Wang Miaomiao’s own cooking skills were so-so. Previously when she was in J City, she had learned to cook with her mom and sister, but her culinary skills were average.

However, after joining the army, she hadn’t practiced, and generally speaking, cooking skills require regular practice. After all, if you don’t do it for a long time, you’ll get rusty.

She felt that her cooking skills would definitely regress, and the next time she cooked, she’d be all thumbs.

But the man in front of her was amazing. No matter how long it’s been since he cooked for her, the taste was always as good as ever.

Indeed, her cooking skills weren’t her strong suit, so she would rely on him from now on. Therefore, it was necessary to praise him properly and please him a bit.

Jiang Yan naturally felt happy when he heard this and replied, "If it’s delicious, then eat it all."

Wang Miaomiao choked for a moment and felt like she had set up a trap for herself again.

Even though she tried hard, a girl’s appetite is only so big. In the end, there were still a few chopsticks of noodles left that she just couldn’t fit in.

Wang Miaomiao’s mouth was stuffed full. She had been chewing on a bite of noodles for three minutes. She looked pitifully at Jiang Yan across from her, who was also watching her, while she absentmindedly stirred the remaining noodles in her bowl with her chopsticks.

"Alright, if you can’t finish it, just go spit it out..." Jiang Yan shook his head helplessly.

Wang Miaomiao felt pardoned, her eyes lit up, and she immediately got up and ran to the trash can.

After spitting out the noodles, she rinsed her mouth with water. When she turned around, she saw Jiang Yan already standing, holding the bowl, ready to wash it. Wang Miaomiao stepped forward to help, but he sidestepped her and said, "It’s alright, it’s just two bowls. I can handle it. You go and rest."

Wang Miaomiao watched the man carry the pot and bowls out to the dedicated outdoor sink to wash them, unable to resist curling her lips into a beautiful smile.

After eating, Jiang Yan left, and Wang Miaomiao was idle in the afternoon. Although the principal said she could officially start teaching tomorrow, she planned to go collect the teaching materials and prepare for class first.

Even though it was just a supplementary class, she pushed herself to do well.

It was break time, so Wang Miaomiao asked around as she made her way to the first-year office.

"Knock knock..." She politely knocked on the door first, and the office fell silent. Seven or eight pairs of eyes collectively turned to look at her.

"Teacher Wang, you’re here..." Wu Qiao, who had already met Wang Miaomiao, immediately stood up and greeted her.

"Hello, Teacher Wu." Wang Miaomiao smiled and said, "Hello, everyone. I am Wang Miaomiao. I’m here to report, and I’ll be teaching first-year at Sunshine Middle School. I look forward to your guidance."

After introducing herself, Wu Qiao walked over to her side to introduce her to the others.

The office had ten desks, and since it was break time, everyone was there, allowing Wang Miaomiao to recognize everyone. She smoothly reached her clean desk as well.

Wang Miaomiao remembered what the principal said, that first-year history was previously covered by the class teachers, so when she met the class teachers, she also asked about the learning progress.

However, she found out that it had been more than half a month since the school started, and some classes hadn’t even begun yet.

Wang Miaomiao couldn’t help but think of a modern meme. In schools, the PE teacher’s class often gets postponed because the PE teacher isn’t available due to illness.

Wu Qiao led her to her desk, then went back to retrieve his history book and handed it to Wang Miaomiao, "Teacher Wang, I’ll leave our class to you."

"No need to thank me. It’s my duty." Wang Miaomiao gladly accepted it, but when she saw the brand new textbook, she couldn’t help but twitch the corners of her mouth.

"Ring..." As the bell rang, Wang Miaomiao noticed a few teachers getting up from their seats to head to class.

"Teacher Wang, I’m off to class now. Let’s chat next time," Wu Qiao said enthusiastically, "Feel free to ask me if there’s anything you don’t understand. I’ll do my best to help."

"Pfft..." A not-so-quiet laugh came from the room.

Wang Miaomiao looked over and saw it was Teacher Li from Class 3, who was smirking at them. Wang Miaomiao frowned slightly; she didn’t like her attitude.

"Teacher Li, what are you doing?" Wu Qiao naturally noticed the disdainful look and was really irritated. Why was she sneering at him; what nonsense.

He was used to bickering with her usually, but today, it was the new teacher’s first day, and she had to show that face. It really embarrassed him.

"Laughing at myself. Why are you shouting? Who are you shouting at..." Li Wen was genuinely disgusted by Wu Qiao’s sycophantic manner and confronted him directly.

"Shouting at what? You ask what? What’s your attitude?" Wu Qiao wasn’t going to back down, especially in front of a pretty new teacher. He couldn’t show weakness. "As a teacher, where’s your professionalism?"

Li Wen, having snapped, didn’t hold back either. Her eyes were red with aggression as she retorted, "You question my professionalism? What right do you have? As a teacher, your sycophantic behavior is nauseating to see. Someone like you doesn’t deserve to be a role model."

Hearing this, Wang Miaomiao felt extremely uncomfortable. Was she talking about him? Or her?

He was sycophantic, but to whom? Her? Ha...

What an unwarranted disaster this was.

"Nonsense, I’m sycophantic? Why don’t you say you’re narrow-minded, can’t stand others being good..."

"Enough, both of you shut up, please. Look at where you are right now." A middle-aged man walked in, putting an end to their quarrel.

"Wu Qiao, aren’t you supposed to be in Class 3?" Director Qiao, wearing a pair of gold-rimmed glasses, spoke with a stern face, looking genuinely authoritative.

"Director Qiao, I’m sorry, I’ll go right away." Wu Qiao quickly shut up, bowed slightly to Director Qiao to apologize, and then quickly grabbed his materials from the desk and rushed out.

The class bell had already rung for a while, and he was late.

Wang Miaomiao observed that from the moment Director Qiao entered, Teacher Li Wen had simmered down, obediently lowering her eyes and accepting criticism, her change of attitude was surprisingly prompt for Wang Miaomiao.

"Li Wen, come with me." Director Qiao spared her the embarrassment of a public reprimand.

Li Wen trod carefully behind Director Qiao as they left.

Once she was gone, Teacher Zhang of Class 6 mumbled disdainfully, "Heh, this time it’ll be all thunder, no rain. Having connections is really an advantage..."

Wang Miaomiao raised an eyebrow, curious about who he was referring to.

Teacher Zhang had spoken softly; if it weren’t for the fact that she was right behind him, and had previous experience with special training, she might not have heard it clearly.