Xi Huan bought a storybook that attracted many students.

The stories she chose were not common, and the stories above were magical, so they were particularly beautiful for children in the mountains.

After the bell rang, she left the book in the classroom to circulate it to them, and returned it to her before the next class.

But not long after I returned to the office, the principal came over, "Teacher Xi, can you please come out?"

Several people in the office turned their heads.

The principal usually appears in the school not often, but he basically doesn’t look for them. He only talks about him when he meets him on the road and asks about the relevant teaching situation.

Everyone actually likes such a relaxed situation.

Xi Huan was also confused and left the office.

The principal was not embarrassed at all and asked, "Teacher Xi, is there any other type of storybook you bought?"

When he passed by the classroom in the afternoon, he found that the children were very interested and had some ideas in his mind.

Children in the mountains don’t have many ways to receive external information, and they don’t have much money to buy extra textbooks.

The story books in the school were donated by others a long time ago.

Xi Huan shook her head and explained: "I'm also improvised. I bought a copy online. I don't have anything else on hand yet. Why do you need it, Principal?"

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In the office, several people couldn't hear what the two were talking about.

But in essence, they are all still students, and they are quite curious if the principal is looking for Xi Huan.

After a while, Xi Huan came back and looked at her with all her eyes, but Chen Xueyang and the others were not familiar with each other, so they didn't ask.

Nguyen Van was the first to speak: "Is it a very important thing?"

Xi Huan sat down and replied casually: "It's nothing, it's the book I bought today. He asked me if there are any other ones."

The person who listened with his ears retracted again.

Xi Huan knocked on the table and stretched his head to Youwei, "How about I choose some books with me back to the city tomorrow?"

Yuwei took off the headphones, but she didn't hear anything important, "Okay."

When Ruan Wen heard the conversation, he spoke out: "I want to go back, I'll send it to you."

When he came here, he drove the car. The place was remote and there were no other cars, so he didn't want to come to ride. He felt that no one would refuse his proposal.

Xi Huan thought about it and nodded.

The office was not big. Chen Xueyang on the other side heard the movement and kicked Shen Qinglang's chair from the bottom of the table.

The young lady is going out to buy books, and the man still has to accompany her. If she doesn't keep up with her roommate, she will have to be in trouble.

Chen Xueyang sang: "Teacher Xi, do you buy more books?"

Upon hearing this, Xi Huan turned his face, met Shen Qinglang's turn of sight, and smiled, "It's so much, I want to buy it for all grades. Do you want to go together?"

Chen Xueyang was waiting for this sentence, "Yes, we three big men are just right to help you move books."

He winked, "Is it, Teacher Shen?"

Shen Qinglang nodded, "Yes."

Chen Xueyang regretted that he was not strong enough to make him strong. He just made a word out of nothing in the past half day. What’s the use? He is really a bottle of oil.

Xi Huan laughed, "Then do you have a car?"

"Yes, yes." Chen Xueyang remembered that Ruan Wen's car must not be able to get on theirs, and it may not be welcome. It is better to drive here by yourself.

"Then let's go together."

Tao Shanshan suddenly looked up, "I'm curious why the principal didn't buy it online, can't he? And did he say how many books he bought and how much he spent?"

Yuwei has turned off her phone, "Maybe she can't use it because she's old."

This is how her parents are. They can use their mobile phones, but they refuse to buy online. They are not only afraid of not only clicking links, but also afraid of buying randomly.

Tao Shanshan was still preparing to ask again, but Xi Huan's voice had already been heard, "He is going to give it to me, I refuse, I will pay my own money."

There are only these classes in total, and it doesn’t cost much.

Xi Huan will receive bonuses when participating in the competition, and the final total amount of the ticket will be distributed to their dance team members, which is not too poor.

It is not possible to match every student, but it is not troublesome to match a few books in each classroom and can be circulated infinitely.

When she saw the students' reaction in the afternoon, she had some ideas, but she didn't expect the principal to look for it so quickly.

After hearing this, Chen Xueyang took the initiative to say, "In this way, let's just split it up."

It is definitely not possible to let a girl pay all of them. They don’t give a penny, and they don’t have the temperament of gentlemanship.

Ruan Wen also said: "We will also go out and buy more."

It's very easy to decide things.

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The weather was a little hot the next day, but the scheduled itinerary could not be changed.

A few people agreed on the time early in the morning. At this time, Xi Huan saw Chen Xueyang and his friends' cars. They looked very beautiful and were not cheap at first glance. It was not easy for such a family to come out to teach.

"We have to go to the big bookstore, there shouldn't be so many small bookstores."

"Just go to Xinhua Bookstore."

After a few words, he set the direction down. Several people navigated the address of Xinhua Bookstore and headed straight forth.

Xi Huan actually visited this bookstore a long time ago.

When she was in junior high school, there was a corner on the second floor of the bookstore, all of which were ancient and modern novels, as well as foreign and romance. She liked to come frequently at that time.

On the other side of the novel bookshelf is the children's bookshelf, where children sit there to read books every weekend.

When a few people arrived, there were indeed many people inside because it happened to be the weekend.

Ruan Wen directly contacted the person in charge of the bookstore.

Hearing that their demand is relatively high and the reason is very good, the person in charge quickly gave plans and discounts, and also provided a car to deliver them.

Xi Huan said: "In this way, you can send it to the school this afternoon and be awarded tomorrow."

The person in charge immediately took them upstairs, first selecting the types of books, and then determining the number of each kind, so that they can get books from the warehouse.

Several people followed up the stairs and looked through the book.

I don’t know how long it took, but Chen Xueyang suddenly asked, “Where is Shen Qinglang?”

Several people turned around and found that the person was missing. "Teacher Shen was missing on the road, right?"

"No, I obviously followed him in."

Just as he was thinking, Chen Xueyang received a WeChat message, then looked up and said, "It's okay, he's going out to buy things."

Even a big man would not get lost, and several people turned around to choose books.

Chen Xueyang walked to Xi Huan's side and lowered his voice: "Teacher Xi, are you familiar with this? I have never been here before."

Xi Huan flipped through the book, "I'm quite familiar, I'm in junior high school here."

God's will, Chen Xueyang brightened his eyes and said quickly: "Shen Qinglang is a road tycoon. He ran out to buy milk tea. Now he can't find the way back. Can you please help me bring him back?"

Xi Huan stopped, "Road idiot?"

Chen Xueyang nodded without hesitation: "Yes, yes, it's super crazy! Even if there are maps, you can't tell the difference between the east, south, west and north."

Is it so scary?

Xi Huan has no friends who are crazy about the road, and I don’t know if it’s what he described, but it’s a chance to let himself go.

She replied, "Okay, tell me his current position."

Chen Xueyang showed her the location information sent to him by Chen Qinglang on WeChat, which was at the intersection of two roads.

Xi Huan knew it, "I understand."

Seeing that someone left the second floor of the bookstore, Chen Xueyang raised his eyebrows and sent Chen Qinglang a WeChat message.

Chen Xueyang: "Wang, get ready to welcome your little fairy!"

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Chen Qinglang's location is not far from the bookstore, but the sign is blocked, so the bookstore sign cannot be seen.

When Xi Huan arrived at the intersection, she saw a familiar back, still looking around, and looking down at her phone from time to time.

A big lost boy.

"Chen Qinglang!"

The person who was looking ahead paused and slowly turned around. The crowds of people around him were walking with his clear face.

Chen Qinglang saw Xi Huan not far away. She was looking at him, and there seemed to be stars in her eyes.

He subconsciously swallowed his saliva, and when he heard a familiar voice calling his name, his heart seemed to have a beat at that moment, and it was numb from the inside to the outside.
To be continued...