Although Lu Lin didn't agree to that sentence, he still took care of him politely.
When Pei Zhuo came to class the next day, he found someone sitting on the empty table in the back row.
Lu Lin didn't look up at him, but just corrected his homework as usual, when a group leader came to ask him to endorse with a textbook, so he corrected while listening.
Pei Zhuo glanced at the back row, then turned to look at the blackboard.
The class representative was cleaning the blackboard, and said in a panic, "Teacher, please step back a bit, I'm afraid the dust will splash on your clothes."
It's just autumn in September, and the weather is a bit cool. He wears a loose T-shirt with a shirt, which looks soft and clean.
Pei Zhuo responded, and took two steps back to look at the unfinished half-panel book.
The last section was a Chinese class, and it was about Liu Yong's words.
——Smoky willow painting bridge, wind curtain and emerald curtain, there are hundreds of thousands of families.
Clouds and trees surround the embankment and sand, raging waves roll in frost and snow, and the sky is boundless.
The head teacher's handwriting is excellent.
Although it is written with chalk, it is well-spaced and full of style.
The horizontal and vertical lines seem to imitate the style of the Song Dynasty, and every word is written calmly and happily.
Obviously he wasn't here, but it made him feel a little itchy.
Pei Zhuo was a little distracted.
This man is both outstanding and boring, why do you want to teach him badly.
Wanting to hear his uncontrollable panting, strokes on his back with scorching fingertips.
The class bell rang suddenly.
Pei Zhuo collected his attention, his voice was as cold as usual.
"Attend class."
"Stand up—Master—"
This section is grammar class.
He only acted as if no one else was sitting in the back row, so he taught as he wanted, and he never gave Lu Lin a second look.
Sometimes the students couldn't quite understand what they heard, so when they raised their hands to ask, Pei Zhuo wrote on the blackboard and gave a few examples to clarify the confusion.
Lu Lin was grading homework, and casually looked up.
Teacher Pei's cursive characters are very beautiful.
Elegant and smooth, clear typesetting, written like three lines on a blackboard.
As soon as he raised his head, Pei Zhuo just turned around after finishing writing, and his eyes briefly met.
"So in terms of tense, pay attention to..."
The man didn't seem to see him, his eyes didn't pause, and he continued to look at the student and continued talking.
The classroom is very quiet, and there is no need for the class teacher to restrain the rules.
Lu Lin withdrew his gaze, and the nib of the pen paused for a while on the student's dictation-like poetry, and did not change it for a long time.
Out of the responsibility of the class teacher, he should briefly introduce the situation to the new teacher.
For example, morning meetings and weekly meetings, and when are monthly exam summaries usually handed in.
He didn't realize that he was in a daze because of him.
— Or tell him about the location of the gym and medical room
Suddenly, the bell rang for the end of get out of class.
Pei Zhuo finished the homework unhurriedly, and said with a smile, "The dictation results of the morning reading are out."
The students covered their hearts one after another: "Teacher, we memorized it for a long time last night!"
"The pass rate is 82%—" he hugged the book and said, "Halve the homework."
"Oh yeah!!"
"We love you handsome Pei!!"
The students stood up and chatted, and Lu Lin walked forward holding the unfinished homework.
As soon as he walked through half of the classroom, Teacher Zhang walked in hurriedly with the papers in hand. As soon as he saw Teacher Pei, he went over to chat with him.
"Xiao Pei, you heard that the empty classroom upstairs—"
Lu Lin kept his pace and left the classroom with his homework in his arms.
This idea is a bit superfluous, let alone talk about it.
He didn't take a few steps on the road, and ran into Director Chen again.
"Xiao Lu—did I send you Xiao Pei's WeChat ID last time? You remember to drag him into the group." Director Chen is in his fifties, and he walks vigorously: "This Xiao Pei is an elite lecturer. I don’t know anything well in No. 1 Middle School for the first time, so you have to take care of it!”
Lu Lin responded, "Yes."
"Why are you always so stern, you forgot—the last time a teacher thought you had a problem with others, and quietly came to ask me what's going on." Director Chen clicked his tongue: "Laugh, laugh, I go first."
Lu Lin said goodbye, Director Chen, and glanced at himself reflected on the tiled wall.
Poker-faced, serious.
He stared at the wall for a while, then turned and walked away.
What are you laughing laughing.
Although Pei Zhuo had a crush on Lu Lin, he didn't make much contact with him. He prepared lessons and read books when he got back to his work station. In the afternoon, he distributed some crab roe, melon seeds and green beans to the teachers. The sense of presence was well controlled.
The phone lights up at three o'clock in the afternoon.
A WeChat friend request, the note is Lu Lin.
The language group is in a meeting, and it seems that some serious person is quietly playing with his mobile phone.
Pei Zhuo put down the phone with a smile on his face, and continued typing on the keyboard, pretending he didn't see it.
He paid attention to the grades of the last monthly exam in the class, made a targeted teaching plan, changed the difficulty of the supporting exercises, printed it out, and took it to the teaching team leader with a USB flash drive .
Although the old teacher was not familiar with him, he appreciated his speed of planning and execution, and even pulled him to look forward to the bright future of the senior year in the coming year.
When the old man finished his rambling talk, it was time to get off work.
Pei Zhuo went back to the office to pack up his things, and prepared to drive home with his bag.
He happened to meet Lu Lin when he went downstairs, and both of them nodded politely.
When passing by, the perfume seems to be absent.
Lu Lin was stunned for a moment, walked a few steps, and looked back at the disappearing figure.
Siliques, Amberwood.
It smells good.
Pei Zhuo lives in a small apartment next to the school.
No. 1 Middle School was originally a well-known school in the imperial capital, and the housing in the school district had already been sold at sky-high prices.
Papa Pei felt sorry for his son, and with a wave of his hand, he bought him another hardcover apartment in a high-end community here, as a right to send his son to enjoy life.
The advantage of living alone is that you can come and go freely and have ample space.
It's just that the room is always dark, and sometimes it's too deserted.
Fortunately, he also has a Dalmatian who loves to wag his tail.
Before the key was turned, a rustling sound could be heard at the door.
Pei Zhuo opened the door, smiled and let the dog jump into his arms.
"Amao, did you miss me?"
The big dog raised its head and barked, and rubbed its long nose against his palm.
"Wait a minute." He let it hump around him, first changed his shoes and put away his things, opened a can of staple food for it, then turned around and changed into his sportswear.
The dog whined and tucked, its tail wagging vigorously like a fan.
Pei Zhuo made himself a tuna salad, and took Amao out for a walk after washing the dishes.
As soon as he got off the elevator, Huo Lu called.
"Brother—" she called brightly and crisply: "How is our school!"
She works as the head teacher in class three, and she is too busy these two days to find him for dinner.
Pei Zhuo has always had a good relationship with this half-sister, so he took the dog on a leash and circled the lawn.
"It's pretty good, I like it very much."
Huo Lu chuckled, and said mysteriously: "Mr. Inland, have you seen it? When I first saw him, I thought this person must be very suitable for you."
Pei Zhuo pretended not to understand: "Lu Lin?"
"Don't pretend! Brother, my brother, you don't know, this teacher Lu is simply a high-altitude tree in No. 1 middle school. Many people can't make him laugh when they chase after him." Huo Lu held the phone tightly, Rolled on the sofa: "The one with deep abstinence—isn't it very handsome."
She used to regret that her brother was teaching in an experiment and couldn't come over to develop an adulterous relationship, but this time it's really the right time, place and people.
Pei Zhuo responded with a smile.
"Then are you going to make a move?" Huo Lu became more energetic: "How do you want to chase him?"
"Huh?" Pei Zhuo stopped, and casually picked up the empty bottle on the side of the road and threw it into the trash can: "Why didn't he chase me?"
"Huh?" Huo Lu was stunned for a moment: "Are you so confident?"
Her brother hasn't been short of people chasing after these years... But it's not bad for that stuffy stone to give people a smile, and even actively chase people
Come on... If Teacher Lu took the initiative to chase her brother, she would be able to show the students a performance of reciting the teacher's example backwards.
This is simply impossible.
"That's it, hang up first." Pei Zhuo covered his lips and yawned: "Walking the dog."
"All right, all right, see you tomorrow."
After hanging up the phone, he took Amao to run around the neighborhood a few times, and after returning home, he did half an hour of machine exercises, stretched for 15 minutes, and then took a shower.
After wiping my hair and coming out, it was already eight o'clock in the evening.
Pei Zhuo sat back on the sofa, rubbed the Dalmatians rolling with the ball with the back of his feet, and finally picked up the phone.
Then click through.
Pei Zhuo has a cheerful and gentle personality, his WeChat profile picture is a selfie taken when he was in college, and his smile is pure and innocent.
Now that he is twenty-seven, he doesn't feel the way he did when he smiled again. He has been reluctant to change this avatar.
Lu Lin's profile picture is written in Lu characters with a brush, which is upright and imposing.
Pei Zhuo casually replied, threw his phone aside, and began to read "A Tale of Two Cities" that he hadn't finished reading last time.
Evening self-study is a language test, everyone is busy writing and writing, no one pays attention to the faint vibration of mobile phones.
Lu Lin stopped writing, clicked and took a look.
"Sorry, I was just busy."
He replied with an um, and pulled Pei Zhuo into the class group and grade group.
Soon a teacher came forward to say hello, and even posted a cat-head emoji to show off his cuteness.
Lu Lin clicked on Pei Zhuo's profile picture, and looked at it for a while.
He looks younger than he is now, as if taken in his early twenties.
Pei Zhuo was really good-looking.
A pair of eyes are warm and affectionate, with a thin and fair appearance.
In the photo, the long finger stroking the side of the lips is slightly curled up, showing a secret sense of temptation.
Lu Lin subconsciously tapped to save.
He froze for a moment when he clicked back to the thumbnail, then dug out the photo album on his phone and deleted the selfie.
It is not appropriate to save photos of strangers.
... There should always be a response.
Lu Lin edited a message, wrote half of it and then deleted it, and simply sent him the grade meeting schedule.
The other party replied with a thank you five minutes later, and then had nothing else to say.
Pei Zhuo is in a good mood.
He had a crush on this man at first sight, but was in no hurry to get to know him.
Don't even ask why the students call him Chief Lu.
After finishing the whole "A Tale of Two Cities", he turned on the stereo and listened to the radio, laid out a mat and did yoga.
Breathe, stretch, relax.
As soon as eleven o'clock arrived, Pei Zhuo opened the bed on time and sprayed Bulgari Sea Blue three times.
Then fall asleep peacefully in the fragrance.