Time passed day by day in the hustle and bustle of life. This cold winter felt particularly warm and comfortable with him by her side.
This year, Wang Miaomiao taught math to two classes in the second grade, serving as the class teacher for the third class, while the history classes for the whole grade were assigned to others.
In her view, the teaching tasks were not heavy. In her leisure time, she had picked up high school textbooks to review and prepare for the college entrance exam.
"Teacher Wang, are you going to teach first-year high school next year?" Wu Qiao asked, his tone full of admiration.
At last year's year-end outstanding teacher selection, Wang Miaomiao naturally wasn't selected, nor even nominated, considering she hadn't been here for long, not even a full semester. This also showed Principal Jiang's fairness, and Wang Miaomiao wasn't the type to use connections.
