Lie Ying: All the villains in my family have been reborn

Chapter 180 Makes sense...what a ghost
Wen Nian didn't care what the members of the inspection team would do after they came and went.

Her education work is very busy, in addition to education work, she also has a job in fashion design.

She was so busy that she didn't have the heart to pay attention to these things that had nothing to do with her.

Sending off the inspection team calmed down the excited and eager hearts of the old people, and put them back into their work.

Time flies, and soon it is the day of Xiaoshengchu's graduation exam.

In order to give the children a quiet enough environment, all other grades of the school went back for vacation that day.

The invigilator sent from above was taken into the school early in the morning.

My own teacher was also sent to another school to invigilate the exam.

At this moment, only Wen Nian and a few seniors were left in Nianxiang school to arrange the students' exams and entertain the invigilators.

Fortunately, there were only two classes in their school, which were divided into four classrooms for the exam, and six foreign invigilators came.

Four invigilators at designated examination rooms, and two kept walking back and forth between the four examination rooms.

After all the students entered the examination room, the school soon became quiet.

Wen Nian and his Qibao Miaoshu were waiting in the office for the exam to end.

"Teacher Wen Nian, shouldn't you be busy with yourself?"

At this time, an old man saw Wen Nian sitting with himself and others drinking tea and reading a book, and couldn't help reminding him, "Is it suitable for you, a young man, to sit here with us?"

Wen Nian raised his eyes from the book, and looked at the old man who spoke in astonishment: "Old Ding, what do you mean?"

"Today, for the children's entrance examination, I specially arranged things and left time to love them. There is nothing to be busy about."

"Why is there nothing to do?"

Old Ding said seriously, "You don't need to worry about the children's exams. We're not going to take care of it."

"You, what should you do, don't waste your precious time here."

Wen Nian laughed when he heard this.

She put down her book and said with a smile: "Then I would like to thank all seniors. It just so happens that my children are fine today, so I will go back and accompany them."

"Elder Ding still understands me and knows that I haven't been with my children well these days."

"Hey, don't get me wrong."

Seeing that she got up to leave, Mr. Ding grabbed her tightly, "What I said was that I let you write a book, but didn't let you accompany the child."

"Old Ding, you are wrong."

Wen Nian already knew what the old man meant, but she just wanted to tease them and see how they reacted.

Now as she wished, seeing her seniors in a hurry, she couldn't be happier.

But she suppressed her smile and said solemnly: "I have a family, a room and children, so I can't spend all my free time writing books, can I?"

"Although I earn a lot of royalties from my writing, what am I going to do with my money if I don't take my children out shopping?"

Qibao Miaoshu: "..." It makes sense...what a ghost.

Don't worry about writing, where can we go to see such wonderful legends?
There is no place to see those classic stories, and our minds cannot be developed.

If you can't develop your mind, you can't write a satisfactory new book.

How does this work?
"Don't worry, Teacher Wen Nian, we will take care of your children for you, and you don't need to spend time with them."

Seeing that she still wanted to go out, Mr. Fang also stretched out his hand and pulled her skirt, "It's rare that you have enough time today, you should use it to write a book."

"That's right, I saw your three children taking a group of half-grown children out to play in the morning, and you can't find them now."

Elder Yun also spoke, "Instead of spending time looking for the children, it's better to use this precious time."

……

The old people talked to each other and summed it up in two words: You don't even want to play.

(End of this chapter)