Xiao Lan found it strange, why would he be familiar with Luo's current look
Obviously he has never attended such a school, and he has never seen such a teacher, but he has an unwarranted sense of familiarity with everything in this college.
Xiao Lan's gaze was almost rudely locked on Luo's body, as if it were real.
Of course Luo also noticed his husband's gaze fixed on him.
Speaking of it, it seems that Xiao Lan hasn't seen him with such enthusiastic eyes. Could it be that his current appearance is in line with the other party's wishes
He raised his head and looked for Xiao Lan in the crowd.
A hint of surprise flashed through Luo's eyes.
He didn't expect that the husband would become like a teenager.
The fair and handsome face and the slightly thin but slender figure, coupled with his clear eyes, exudes a unique youthful feeling. I don't know how many people's youthful memories this teenager will be if it were put in the school days.
Even now, there are many people around him secretly looking at him.
Seeing the new teacher's gaze turned over here, the students around Xiao Lan couldn't help whispering.
"Teacher Fellow is so pretty..."
"I don't know what subject he teaches?"
"I hope I have what he teaches in my class schedule."
"It doesn't matter, if we don't have one, we can also go and listen..."
It seems that no matter what era or background, the pursuit of beautiful things by mankind remains unchanged.
It is quite easy for a person with a good look to gain the goodwill of others, and he does not need to do more. For now, the students are full of expectations for the teacher Luo's course.
In contrast, another teacher who hadn't cared looked a little pitiful. He touched his unshaven face, and he looked handsome!
Luo's gaze met Xiao Lan, and he curled his lips, showing a reserved and elegant smile.
"Wow… "
"Hiss..."
"My heart beats a bit fast..."
There was a small exclamation among the students, and the eyes of this group of boys and girls were shining.
Xiao Lan: "..."
Suddenly feel a little upset, what's the matter
It was as if a secret that only he knew had suddenly been made public.
Although he has always been aware that Luo's appearance is very good, and he can often see the amazing eyes of passers-by, most of the players are relatively calm, and in their hearts, nothing is more important than clearance.
The teenagers did not have the worries of the players, and they were at the age of youth and restlessness, and the excitement on their faces could not be concealed. At this moment, the eager response of these teenagers really made Xiao Lan realize Luo's lethality.
At this moment, the maids came pushing the dining car and interrupted the slightly restless atmosphere in the room.
The students returned to their seats, and the excitement was gone.
They looked numbly at their dinner plate, and their faces were as pale as they were about to enter the battlefield, as if a big monster would appear here soon.
Originally, Xiao Lan was a little puzzled, until he saw the dinner placed in front of him—
Chocolate stewed chicken head.
Coffee stewed with apples.
Boiled sardines with tea leaves.
The color of the entire dinner was all brown, with a mush as the base, dotted with pulpy lumps, and the only normal thing was the bread next to it.
Xiao Lan picked up the bread and tried it, and the bread and the plate made a crisp knocking sound.
It seems that no matter where you go, the canteen cuisine has a unique style, and it is unremittingly striving to challenge the students' acceptance of the bottom line.
The classmate sitting next to Xiao Lan took the spoon as if he was dead.
After putting the food in his mouth, he chewed hard twice, trying to swallow the food quickly.
As a result, he accidentally choked himself because of the excessive action, and rolled his eyes visibly. Another classmate sitting next to him quickly threw down his knife and fork and patted him on the back, finally letting him relieve his breath.
Xiao Lan is about to eat: "..."
Is it so scary
Anyway... There is meat, right
For Xiao Lan, who has been below the poverty line all the year round, as long as the meat is on the plate, his world will only be divided into delicious and inedible ones.
Even though the quality of life has been greatly improved under Luo's care recently, Xiao Lan's bottom line is still very low. This kind of meat, non-toxic, and cooked food is not an obstacle in his eyes. .
Well, isn’t this delicious
Xiao Lan eats spoonful after spoonful, without any burden, if he doesn't look at the things on his plate, he thinks he is eating some high-class delicacy.
After seeing his dinner plate, the curious students cast admiring glances at him.
This new student is a ruthless person.
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After the tormenting dinner time finally ended.
The students at Cliff College still can’t rest. They still have evening classes, which are different from the usual group homework. The students here are all arranged courses separately.
Xiao Lan walked to his evening class according to the instructions on her class schedule.
The content of the evening class is actually manual.
Xiao Lan checked the tabletop. This classroom should be specially prepared for handwork. On the tabletop were measuring cups, molds, silicone spatulas, scissors, and various materials, enough to make a lot of things.
When all the students came to get together, the time for class finally arrived.
It is Mrs. Weld, the principal, who is in charge of the class, and it is Luo who enters the classroom with her.
Mrs. Weld gently greeted the students in the audience: "Hello, children."
"Our learning content today is handmade soap, don't be nervous, I will teach you how to make it step by step. In addition, Teacher Fei will temporarily help me in this class as a teaching assistant."
Luo nodded to the students, his usual elegant style.
I got a lot of excited eyes from the students.
According to the principal's instructions, the students started the steps of making handmade soap.
Mrs. Weld is really a good teacher with patience and attentiveness. Every step she explained is very detailed. Even people with no experience can follow her steps.
It doesn't matter if some students have an accident. Mrs. Weld and Lowe will help them adjust their movements, and they will be gentle to the students who make mistakes, and they don't appear to be impatient.
If it is in the real world, it is simply the way students dream of teaching.
Xiao Lan is mixing the grease and the heated lye as Mrs. Weld said before.
"This classmate, you have a little problem with this step." Luo's voice rang from beside him.
Then, Xiao Lan felt that Luo already had the body temperature and approached him. Although the school uniform of the Cliff Academy was exquisite but not thick, the temperature of Luo's body was transmitted to him through the clothes in this way.
Because of returning to fifteen years old, Xiao Lan's height at this time was only about 170.
Originally Luo was a little taller than him, but now he is exactly half of his head taller. Coupled with the posture, Xiao Lan turned her head to look at him, only to find that her gaze could only meet the sharp-lined jaw of the opponent. Smiling lips.
Luo put one hand on the table, and the other palm covered Xiao Lan's hand holding the measuring cup.
"At this time, let the alkaline water flow slowly into the grease, not too fast, and stir the solution quickly."
Luo's low cello voice rang in Xiao Lan's ears at close range, and the warm breath made him feel that half of his body was numb.
Xiao Lan suddenly felt a bit dry in her throat, and her movements were stiff.
He feels that there is something wrong with him recently, and it’s okay to keep a normal distance from Luo. Once he gets too close, he feels that the whole person is a little out of state, and even thinks that the black cat form facing Luo is better than the human form. .
Now... what's the situation
"What's the matter? It's your turn to stir, classmate." Luo's voice faintly smiled, "Is it not? Okay, I'll help you."
Luo put down the measuring cup with Xiao Lan's hand, but put a stirring rod in Xiao Lan's palm, holding his hand once again, stirring the solution in the cup without rushing.
Suddenly, Xiao Lan felt the hot sight around him, and it seemed that all the students were secretly looking at him with envious or jealous sights.
So envious.
He must have deliberately pretended not to come close to Teacher Fei!
Oh, good intentions, I also want to learn.
But I still a little envious of what is going on with Teacher Fei
These sights said so.
Xiao Lan: "..."
This is really a rare experience.
Luo kept stirring while lowering his head, whispering something in Xiao Lan's ear.
In the eyes of the students, this was instructing Xiao Lan, the scumbag in their eyes, how to make handmade soap, but Xiao Lan heard clearly—
"These fats and oils come from humans."
In an instant, all sorts of unbounded thoughts went away.
Xiao Lan's gaze fell on the grease that was used as the raw material next to him. Are these all extracted from humans!
He glanced at the principal, who looked as usual and still guided the students gently. Does she even know about this
If you don’t know, who prepared these things
If you know... Are the students in the entire college in danger
"I will collect clues as a teacher." Luo said softly.
Xiao Lan nodded, looking like a good student: "Okay, teacher."
"Go on, I'll go see other classmates."
Luo's hand was finally removed from the back of Xiao Lan's hand, and Xiao Lan could still feel the residual temperature of the opponent on his skin. He took a slow breath and adjusted his previously disordered heartbeat back to its original rhythm.
Xiao Lan stirred the solution in her hand while thinking about things related to the dungeon.
Slowly he felt more and more noisy around him.
"Ms. Fei, I don't quite understand here."
"Teacher Fei, this is so difficult, I don't know what to do..."
"Oh, I overturned the solution!! Teacher Fei, help!"
The whole classroom didn't know when it had switched to the state of being jumpy.
It seems that Xiao Lan and Luo's previous behaviors have inspired the students. Now as long as it is where Luo passes by, the students always use various methods to make things happen, as if they are a group of kindergarten children who know nothing.
Even the principal on the side was startled by this posture.
Mrs. Weld touched her forehead with some annoyance, and she seemed to have to arrange a lesson for the popular new teacher to keep her distance from the students.
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