Ren Yi perked up, but still looked puzzled, and said, "Impossible? I almost found out how old she was when she wet the bed and when she was weaned. How could there be a little secret that I don't know?"
This was a vulgar remark, Meng Ke couldn't help but glare at him and said, "If you don't curb your temper, it will be strange for Song Wan to like you."
Ren Yi has one good thing about him, that is, he corrects his mistakes as soon as he knows them, and never drags his feet. He begged for mercy, "I'll teach you, please tell me the answer quickly, the flowers I've been waiting for are all withered!"
Meng Ke smiled playfully, beckoned Ren Yi to come closer, and said something to him. Ren Yi was shocked: "Really?"
Meng Ke nodded firmly and said, "My aunt also works there. She is a colleague of her aunt. How could it be false?"
Ren Yi rubbed his hands together excitedly, sweeping away his previous decadence, and said, "Okay, okay! Classmate Meng Ke, I owe you a favor. If you have anything to say in the future, just tell me, I will do you no matter what!"
Wen Liang and Ji Su were watching from the side, confused. Wen Liang knocked on the table and said, "Hey, it's better to share the joy with others than to enjoy it alone. Tell us about it so that we can have some advice."
Just as Meng Ke was about to speak, Ren Yi stopped him and said, "The law should not be passed on to others. If too many people know about it and the news leaks out, there is no need to report this to Brother Wen. Just wait and see how I endure hardships, cut through thorns and brambles, and finally defeat Huanglong!"
Wen Liang knew Ren Yi's little trick. He clearly wanted to defeat the other party with his own ability so that he could show off in the future. Just as he was about to show off his contempt, Ji Su pursed his lips and chuckled, "Don't say it, Ren Yi, come on!"
Encouraged by Ji Su, Ren Yi immediately became full of confidence and nodded like a chicken pecking at rice. Wen Liang had no choice but to raise his middle finger and said, "Virtue!"
The second period was Ye Yuting's class. Wen Liang was sitting in the classroom with no special expression. Ten minutes before the end of the get out of class, she suddenly announced something. This year's National Physics Competition was about to begin. No. 1 Middle School was preparing to form a team to participate in the provincial and municipal selection. Each class was required to select students with excellent grades to sign up on a voluntary basis.
The so-called National Physics Competition, also known as the Olympic Games, was the most popular academic competition in the Republic of China in the 1980s and 1990s. It is hard to say whether it is official or not, but every time a competition is organized, from the Education Bureau to the school, there will be a document requiring the best students to participate.
"Teacher Yang will explain this to you in detail during the physics class this afternoon. However, students who are willing to participate should report their names after class, and the physics class representative will count them first. Okay, get out of class is over, Wen Liang, please come over."
Wen Liang followed him out obediently, and his eyes lit up when he saw Ye Yuting, who was standing in front of him. It was May, and the weather was getting hot. Ye Yuting wore a black knee-length cotton pleated waist lace skirt, a light khaki all-match casual suit, and the most popular round-toed rhinestone pendant stiletto leather shoes, which perfectly combined elegance and fashion, beauty and sexiness. Her long black hair was casually draped over her shoulders, and her fine white skin from the ears to the neck would be inadvertently exposed when she swayed. The sleeves were pulled up a few inches, but it added a bit of heroic and capableness to her softness.
When they arrived at the empty office, Ye Yuting still had a stern face. She didn't even look at Wen Liang and just sat down with her legs crossed.
Wen Liang was very self-aware and knew that he was not brought here to make achievements or receive awards, so he quickly corrected his attitude and began to criticize himself, saying, "Teacher Ye, I met several college students in Beijing this time, and we had a conversation about life and dreams. I was really educated and understood a truth: If you don't work hard when you are young, you will drive a Xiali when you grow up, and every grain of rice is hard-earned, and you will drive a Land Rover when you grow up. I promise that I will study hard in the future and unite around you..."
Ye Yuting grabbed a piece of chalk from the table and threw it over, scolding: "Are you telling crosstalk?"
Wen Liang held out two fingers to pinch it, then held it in both hands and handed it over respectfully, saying: "These are my true words, absolutely my true words!"
"Who are you trying to fool? Didn't you already drive a Land Rover? Does that mean you don't have to work hard from now on?"
Wen Liang couldn't remember when Ye Yuting had seen him driving the Land Rover that belonged to An Baoqing, but that didn't matter. He said with a grin, "That was someone else's. How can it be the same as mine? I also want to take Teacher Ye for a ride when I have a car in the future..."
"Stop flattering me!"
Ye Yuting was angry, but a hint of longing was revealed in the unknown depths of her eyes. However, this thought only flashed through her mind for a moment, and she forced herself to crush the thoughts that should not and could not exist into dust.
Don’t be wishful thinking about things you shouldn’t think about!
"Teacher Ye, what you said is wrong. You are not a horse. How can I flatter you?"
In the past, such a joke would at most earn Ye Yuting a roll of the eyes, but today she was distracted and kicked Wen Liang on the shinbone as soon as she heard the words, saying angrily, "It's all your fault!"
Wen Liang was just about to flatter her a few more times when Ye Yuting accidentally lost her temper. He was unable to dodge and cried out "ouch", covering his leg and taking three steps back. He squatted on the ground and cried out, "It hurts so much, it hurts so much."
Ye Yuting panicked immediately. She was just feeling ashamed and angry for a moment, but she had no intention of really hurting Wen Liang. She hurriedly asked, "Let me see, are your bones broken?"
"I don't know, it just hurts a lot. Teacher Ye, let me sit down first..."
"Oh, yes, come on, sit down!"
Ye Yuting lifted him up and slowly moved him to a chair. Wen Liang sat down, groaning and looking at Ye Yuting with a squint. Actually, it hurt a lot, but it wasn't that painful. Round-toed leather shoes are not as lethal as pointed ones. But he wouldn't say it out loud. He was happy to pretend to be confused for a while, otherwise he might be punished. He was just wondering why Ye Yuting suddenly got so angry.
If you say Director Ye has a good temper, he would wake up laughing in his dreams, but considering their relationship, joking around is harmless, so how could it come to the point of physical contact
"It's all my fault, it's all my fault..."
Ye Yuting looked at the bruise on Wen Liang's leg bone and almost burst into tears. She raised her head and said shamefully: "I'm sorry, it's all my fault. How about you just kick me..."
These words were full of childishness. Wen Liang burst out laughing, looked down, and said, "Teacher Ye, how old are you? This is not a child's game. If you hit me, I will hit you back..."
Wen Liang woke up at the same time, coughed dryly, and said, "Okay, it's okay, Teacher Ye, get up!"
(Rabindranath Tagore - When you commanded me to sing, my heart seemed to burst with pride, I looked up at your face, tears welled up in my eyes.
In my socket.
All the bitterness and contradictions in my life melted into a sweet harmony—
My praise is like a joyful bird, fluttering its wings across the ocean.
I know you enjoy my singing. I know it is only because I am a singer that I can come before you.
With the outstretched wings of my song I have touched your feet, which I never dared to hope to touch.
Intoxicated by the song, I forgot myself. You were my master, but I called you my friend.
I know not how thou singest, my lord! I always listen in wonder.
The radiance of your music illuminates the world. The breath of your music permeates the heavens.
The holy spring of thy music rushes forward, breaking through all the rocks that stand in its way.
My heart longs to sing with you, but I can't make a sound. I want to speak, but words can't make a song. I call
Oh, you have made my heart a prisoner in the vast net of your music, my master!
Please allow me to slack off for a while and sit beside you. I will finish the work at hand later.
Without your presence, my heart knows no peace or repose, and my work becomes an endless sea of toil.
Endless toil in the.
Today the heat of summer comes to my window and whispers: the bees are singing in the palace of flowers.
This is the time to sit quietly, facing you, singing the song of life in this silence and endless leisure.
Pick this flower and take it away without delay! I am afraid it will wither and fall into the dust.
I received an invitation to the world's festival, my life was blessed. My eyes saw beautiful sights, my
The ears also heard intoxicating music.
My task at this banquet was to play music, and I did my best.
Now, I ask, has the time finally come when I can go in and see your face and offer my silent respect
Is it a gift
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I am only waiting for Love to finally give me into His hands. This is the reason for my delay, and I am responsible for this delay.
They want to bind me tightly with laws and rules; but I always hide from them, because I only wait for love,
To finally deliver me into his hands.
People blame me for not paying attention to others; I also know that their blame is justified.
The market is over, the busy people have finished their work. Those who did not respond to my calls have gone back in anger. I am only waiting for love,
Finally I was handed over to him.
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The clouds are gathering, the darkness is deepening. Oh, love, why do you leave me waiting outside the door
During the busiest hours of the day, I am with you all, but during these dark and lonely days, I only look forward to you.
If you don't let me meet you, if you completely abandon me, I really don't know how I will get through this long rainy day.
I kept gazing at the distant gloomy sky, and my heart was wandering and lamenting along with the restless wind.
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If you don't speak, I will endure and fill my heart with your silence.
I will wait quietly, like a sleepless night under the stars, with my head bowed in patience.
The morning will surely come, the darkness will vanish, and your voice will pierce the sky and flow from the golden spring.
Then your words will take wings and sing in every nest of my birds, and your music will bloom in the flowers of my forests.
In full bloom.
Then your words will take wings and sing in every nest of my birds, and your music will bloom in the flowers of my forests.
In full bloom.
Then your words will take wings and sing in every nest of my birds, and your music will bloom in the flowers of my forests.
Then your words will take wings and sing in every one of my bird's nests, and your music will bloom in the flowers of my forests.
Blooming. (To be continued)