After eating and drinking enough, Qiao Weidong was already drunk and kept humming, which made Qiao Yingzi feel distressed.

"Mom, my dad feels very uncomfortable. Why don't you let him sleep at home for one night?"

Song Qian was actually a little bit intolerant, but she said unforgivingly: "Who asked him to drink so much? I don't know how much he can drink."

Qiao Yingzi also wanted to ask Qin Hao for help, but as soon as she lowered her head, she saw Qiao Weidong winking at him, and she became convinced.

"Sorry, I'm not used to sleeping with others, and I have to go to class tomorrow. If he drinks too much and vomits at night, I have to take care of him. I really can't afford it."

Seeing this, Tong Wenjie looked at Fangyuan: "How about that?"

Even though Fangyuan was fat, he looked like a monkey. He could clearly see Qiao Weidong's wink at Qin Hao just now and quickly interrupted.

"Fanfan has to go to school tomorrow. Our place is quite far away, so we should go back early."

With that said, he took Tong Wenjie and left.

After going downstairs, Tong Wenjie reacted: "Is there some conspiracy between you and Qiao Weidong?"

"Hey, is there any conspiracy? This is Qiao Weidong's home anyway. Is there any need for us to go far and near to take him home? Besides, we have to go to work tomorrow. If Qiao Weidong gets drunk and goes crazy at night, What should we do?" Fangyuan rolled his eyes and argued.

Tong Wenjie stared at Fangyuan suspiciously: "Is there really no conspiracy?"

"Look, can you be a little brighter in your heart? There are so many conspiracies." Fang Yuan straightened his chest and said with an upright face.

Qin Hao also left with "Lan'er". Song Qian looked at Qiao Weidong who was lying on the sofa and groaned. She became angry and said to her daughter.

"Okay, let him sleep here. You have to go to class tomorrow, so finish my two sets of papers first and go to bed early."

Qiao Yingzi secretly complained that it was already one or two o'clock when she finished the two sets of papers, and she went to bed early.

"But, my dad."

Song Qian interrupted directly: "Okay, there's still me here, you go and make the papers first."

Qiao Yingzi had no choice but to return to the room reluctantly.

"Water, I want to drink water." Qiao Weidong said, turning over and almost falling off the sofa, not to mention pretending to be cool.

Song Qian glared at Qiao Weidong fiercely and cursed: "Drink water, drink some water, you will die of thirst, where is your little girlfriend? Why don't you let her take care of you? You know it will drag us down!"

Even though she scolded him harshly, Song Qian went to pour some water and fed it to Qiao Weidong little by little.

Qiao Weidong was actually quite touched, but this was not the time to be grateful. He hadn't enjoyed such treatment for a long time. He didn't know when the next time would be, so naturally he had to enjoy it.

"Head, headache, I have a headache, ouch"

This time Song Qian ignored him, and instead pinched Qiao Weidong several times angrily. Qiao Weidong almost jumped up. This Song Qian was really ruthless, thanks to his rough skin and thick flesh, otherwise the secret would have been exposed. No.

"It hurts, and my arm hurts too."

Listening to Qiao Weidong's moans, Song Qian finally softened her heart and reached out to press Qiao Weidong's temples.

"You deserve it for letting you drink so much!"

Qiao Yingzi visited Qiao Weidong several times to drink water on the way, but Song Qian sent her back every time.

The next morning, when Qiao Weidong woke up, he found Song Qian preparing breakfast in the kitchen. He felt as if he had traveled back in time and suddenly burst into tears. How could he lose such a warm home?

At this time, Qiao Yingzi got up in a daze. Seeing that Qiao Weidong was awake, she walked forward with concern and asked, "Dad, how are you? Does your head still hurt?"

Qiao Weidong was delighted, he was indeed his caring little cotton-padded jacket.

"Oh, good, much better."

But Song Qian didn't give Qiao Weidong a good look: "You're awake, right? Let's go quickly. Yingzi will go to school soon."

The smile on Qiao Weidong's face gradually solidified, and he complained: "Look at you, it's shameful for me to go out with such an unkempt appearance. At least you should wait until I wash up before leaving."

"You don't even have a toothbrush. Why don't you go home and wash yourself?" Song Qian said angrily.

Qiao Yingzi rolled her eyes: "Mom, you forgot the new toothbrush you just bought me last week. Let my dad use it first. I'll just use the old one for a few days and then buy it later."

"My daughter is still considerate, so I won't be polite to you." Qiao Weidong went to the bathroom without waiting for Song Qian to react.

Song Qian's teeth itched at the sight: "Why are you so self-conscious!"

Soon after Qiao Weidong finished washing, he originally planned to stay for breakfast, but before he could say anything, Song Qian kicked him out and had no choice but to go downstairs.

In the elevator, Qiao Weidong happened to bump into Qin Hao who was about to go to work.

"Old Qiao, how are you? Did you have a good sleep this time?" Qin Hao teased.

Qiao Weidong looked satisfied: "Comfortable, so comfortable. I haven't slept so soundly in many years."

Then he rubbed his waist: "It's just that the sofa is too soft and my waist is a little sore."

Qin Hao laughed and scolded: "Tell me, for such a big boss, what kind of young girl can't be found, but you want to hang on a tree?"

"Oh, you are still young and don't understand. This old couple is at ease." When he walked downstairs, Qiao Weidong looked in the direction of his original home with emotion.

"By the way, Teacher Qin, are you going to hold a swearing-in ceremony in a few days? Can I come to participate?"

Qin Hao pointed upward: "As long as Teacher Song has no objection, you can come at any time."

"That won't work. If I tell her in advance, she won't let me come. I'd better come secretly and let's contact each other via WeChat." Qiao Weidong shook his head. This was also his experience in fighting Song Qian for many years.

"Okay, I'll let you know when the time comes." Qin Hao said and went to work.

After arriving at the school, all the teachers in the school were called to the conference room for a meeting, and they were talking about the swearing-in meeting.

Qin Hao had always scorned such formalistic things and had no interest in participating. However, Li Meng was very enthusiastic, and the school leaders also assigned her some tasks, such as selecting student representatives to speak on stage, and student representatives.

Square array training and the like.

This chapter is not finished yet, please click on the next page to continue reading the exciting content! However, Qin Hao wanted to be lazy, but the school leaders focused on him: "Teacher Qin, your writing style is obvious to all, or you will represent

Can our teachers speak?"

Just as Qin Hao wanted to shirk it, the school leader turned to another teacher and assigned him a task. He had no choice but to bite the bullet and get on with it.

In the next few days, Chunfeng Middle School also made a lot of noise for the swearing-in ceremony. To be honest, it affected the teaching progress. But there was no way. The school leaders liked to do these formalistic things. It is said that they even invited the district leaders to come.

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What is more interesting is that Ji Yangyang's father was among the district leaders who came, and the school leaders also invited him to speak on stage.

On the day of the swearing-in ceremony, Qin Hao was forced to rush to the school early in the morning and began to help decorate the venue. Li Meng came earlier, seemingly at dawn. Li Meng was definitely first-rate in doing things seriously and responsibly.

No wonder the school leaders asked her to serve as the grade leader.

"By the way, Teacher Qin, are you ready with your speech?" Li Meng reminded.

Qin Hao took out a piece of white paper from his pocket: "Ready."

In fact, it was completely blank. He was not used to writing speeches. He could just say whatever came to his mind when the time came. He didn't expect to be promoted anyway. Being a teacher was just a different life experience for him.

After that, students came to the playground one after another, and teachers from each class began to gather the students. At the same time, they also had to arrange seats for the parents of the students, and they were very busy.

"Old Qin, Teacher Li is so busy, why do you still have time to be lazy here?"

Qin Hao turned around and saw that it was Wang Yidi and the others. These three girls were now as good as one person, and they even made appointments to go to the toilet together.

"He who can do it should do more work. It's hard for me to take care of you, so I won't go and cause trouble." Qin Hao argued.

"Eh~~~" The three of them looked disgusted.

While they were talking, Fang Yifan also arrived with a digital camera hanging around his neck. He said he wanted to take photos of Huang Zhitao, and then Li Meng captured him.

"Well, I'll leave the task of taking pictures of our class to you."

Fang Yifan was eager to have such an opportunity to "fish on orders" and quickly agreed.

"Don't worry, Teacher Li, I will definitely make you look as beautiful as a fairy."

Li Meng said angrily: "Come on, I'll be thankful if you can take a clear picture of everyone in our class."

At nine o'clock in the morning, the swearing-in ceremony officially began, and the familiar "Athletes' March" sounded. First, the school leaders gave a "sincere" but useless speech, and then it was Ji Shengli's turn, that is, Ji Yangyang's father, to speak.

Then Huang Zhitao spoke on behalf of the student representatives.

By the time they finished speaking, the students and parents below were almost asleep.

"Now, I would like to invite Mr. Qin, an outstanding teacher from Chunfeng Middle School, to speak on behalf of me."

Qin Hao wore a white shirt and suit pants today. This is also the formal attire required by the school, but the clothes depend on who is wearing them. When Qin Hao walked to the podium.

There were students booing below.

"Teacher Qin is so handsome!"

"Teacher Qin is so handsome."

These were obviously students from the two classes led by Qin Hao, and they were used to getting into trouble with Qin Hao.

At the parents' table, the reaction was similar, and Tong Wenjie quietly said to Song Qian.

"Look at those people over there. Those who didn't know better thought it was a star-chasing concert. Teacher Qin is too popular."

Song Qian joked: "That's because Teacher Qin is handsome and has a good personality. If I were twenty years younger, I would definitely pursue him."

Qiao Weidong became anxious when he heard this: "No, then I was no worse than him twenty years ago, right?"

"Go, what does it have to do with you? By the way, who asked you to come?" Song Qian glared at Qiao Weidong angrily.
To be continued...