Chapter 7

Cosine returned home with lingering fears, it was late at night. He is a big-hearted person. When he wakes up, he forgets about it the next day. Start preparing to submit a resume.

When was browsing the recruitment information online, phone suddenly vibrated, it was a message from Xianyu.

Don't eat mango pits: Little brother, are you still there? I forgot to find you last night, can we discuss the price today?

Cosine left in front of the computer, walked to the balcony, and found a comfortable position to nest in the sofa chair.

Mango-eating fish: Okay, I'll give you a list of the rest, and you can see what you want.

Don't eat mango pits: Mmmm, little brother, have many Shen Mang fans scolded you before? I apologize to you for them, sorry.

Cosine was a little surprised. There were a lot of people who scolded him during the hot search period. Although he didn't care about it, it didn't mean he didn't mind. At this moment, seeing the comfort of mango pit, my heart is a little warm.

It is estimated that there should be a kind and lovely cute girl on the other side of the screen.

Mango-eating fish: It's okay, it's all over anyway.

Don't eat mango pits: Brother, didn't you go to the interview yesterday? what's the result? Is it going well?

Mango-eating fish: Okay.

Except when was on the bus, encountered a pervert.

He sent the list, the two negotiated the price, and quickly paid the deposit without eating mango pits.

Don't eat mango pits: Little brother, thank you so much. Are you looking for a new house? I have a cousin who is a real estate agent, should I ask her to introduce you?

Does this girl seem a little too enthusiastic?

Cosine frowned slightly, typing: Thank you, no need. I won't change houses until I find a new job.

Xingmang Culture Headquarters.

The glass door of the conference room was opened, and Tian Wei came in with two large cardboard boxes and sat down on the sofa.

"Brother Shen, let's buy our own peripherals on Xianyu, what's the matter?"

"Don't talk nonsense, open the box. Look for anything written inside."

Tian Wei really couldn't figure out what Shen Mang was thinking, so let him pretend to be a cute girl and deliberately approach the fish that doesn't eat mangoes. Now he has to look through the surrounding sent by others. Maybe he is worried about what dangerous items the other party has put in. ?

With a bitter face, he opened the two cardboard boxes and took out the contents one by one to look at them.

On the other side, Shen Mang was looking at the handwriting on the courier slip attached to the carton with thought in his eyes.

The sender only had the simple three words Mr. Yu, and no phone number was left. However, the font is handsome and straight, and at first glance, it can only be written after long-term calligraphy training.

"Brother Shen, there are lyrics copied on the back of this postcard, do you want to see it?"

Tian Wei finally found a postcard with words and hurriedly handed it to the young man.

The young man lowered his eyes and looked at the handwriting on the postcard. The standard block letters were neat but rigid, completely different from the handsome and elegant words on the express delivery list.

The young man narrowed his eyes slightly and clenched the courier bill in his hand.

Personality, hobbies, and handwriting have all changed.

That cosine...who is it?

Three days later, Cosine received an offer from the University of Science and Technology and was admitted with the first grade in the interview. Now he doesn't even need to look for a house. The school has a special apartment for teachers, and lecturers can stay for free.

After finishing the job on Monday, Cosine moved his belongings into the teacher's apartment.

The assigned apartment is small and has no kitchen, but has a spacious balcony with plenty of sunlight. Cosine was happy with it, it was much better than his old shabby house. Besides, the school has a staff canteen, so he doesn't need to worry about eating.

In the afternoon, Cosine went to the flower and bird market again, bought a few pots of succulents and evergreens and placed them on the balcony, watching the green leafy plants grow vigorously in the early summer sunshine, Cosine's mood also became brighter.

"Zhuang Jie?"

"arrive."

"Gu Xing?"

Not hearing a response, Cosine on the podium frowned and repeated, "Student Gu Xing?"

"arrive."

An unsteady voice sounded, and Cosine turned around, frowning slightly.

A tall and tall figure in a red jersey stood at the door of the classroom. The boy was sweaty and had a basketball under his arm, apparently rushing over from the basketball court.

Isn't this the boy who fought with others for the protagonist in the woods last time?

Gu Xing was a little surprised when he saw his face clearly. Wasn't it a female teacher who took this class before? How did you become this guy?

"Your teacher Zhou has been sick and hospitalized recently and needs time to recuperate, so I will help her lead the next month's classes."

After Cosine finished explaining, he turned to the boy at the door of the classroom again, with a hint of ridicule in his tone, "Student Gu Xing, we are not in gym class today, are you in the wrong place?"

There was a burst of laughter in the classroom. Gu Xing's face showed a trace of anger, and his wheat-colored cheeks were flushed red. He almost had the urge to smash the basketball in his hand into the man's face, but when he thought of the consequences, he suppressed the urge in his chest.

If he causes trouble at school again, it will definitely make Shen Mang unhappy.

"I didn't go wrong."

After daring to say these words, Gu Xing stared and sat down in the front row with gnashing teeth.

Today's children are really unbearable.

Cosine smiled, closed the roster, and took the page-turner in his hand.

"Okay, then we will officially start today's class. Before that, I would like to introduce myself..."

Halfway through the class, the black head on the front seat finally couldn't hold it any longer and fell asleep on the table.

Cosine Yuguang caught a glimpse, sighed lightly, turned the PPT page, and started to talk about the next knowledge point.

After the get out of class was announced, the students walked out of the classroom in twos and threes. Cosine turned off the computer and put away the page-turning pen. He was holding the materials. Just as he was about to leave the classroom, a basketball slammed into the table in front of him, making a harsh sound.