Feng Jing pointed to the apartment building under construction outside the window, "Did you see that building?"
"I see." Zhou Xiaoqing nodded.
"That's the building my dad donated to this school." After finishing speaking, Fengfeng put Zhou Xiaoqing's luggage at the door of 304, waved goodbye, walked into room 305, and closed the door.
It took Zhou Xiaoqing a while to come back to her senses. She cupped her face and dreamily said, "What a handsome girl!"
Entering the room, the scenery was not handsome at all, and she was annoyed, how could she meet the heroine so coincidentally? Her original idea was that she would never get in touch with the hero and heroine!
Put down the salute, she will cover her face and weep.
On the first day when students return to school, the campus is full of excitement, and the teachers are also extremely busy.
In the evening, Yan Ce, who received treatment at the hospital, returned to school in the principal's car. The principal was a middle-aged man with a tendency to spread to the Mediterranean Sea. His name was Liu Zhao, and he was newly transferred this year. Many people know that the Xia family used some connections to transfer Liu Zhao to Shuhuo High School, because the daughter of the Xia family will go to school here this year.
Every time Xia Fengguang changed schools, the school had to change a principal, which was already a very normal thing.
Liu Zhao patted Yan Ce's shoulder, and said with a smile: "Little girl, it's always not important to start. As teachers, we should be more understanding. Teacher Yan, what do you think?"
With a wound on his left eye and a bandage on his arm, Yan Ce smiled gracefully, "The principal said so."
Yes, this young man has a high level of consciousness.
The principal was very relieved, said a few more polite words, sent him to the school and drove away.
It was dinner time, and most of the students were still cooking in the cafeteria. Yan Ce was walking on the deserted tree-lined road, and unexpectedly, a girl jumped out of the tree in front of him.
She was also taken aback, as if she hadn't figured out what to say after she jumped down to make an opening remark, but the silent atmosphere was really uncomfortable, so she subconsciously stretched out the hand holding the bun, feeling very uncomfortable. He said flatteringly: "Teacher... have you had dinner yet?"
Yan Ce didn't speak.
The atmosphere was a little awkward.
The one who jumped down from the tree was none other than Feng Jing, and she whispered again: "I was worried that you didn't eat, so I specially left a bun..."
Yan Ce's eyes dropped slightly, and landed on the bitten place of Baozi.
She hurriedly said again: "I was afraid that the aunt in the cafeteria would lie to me, so I verified it. It's really meat stuffing, and the taste is not bad..."
Yan Ce didn't expose that she wanted to eat it himself, he asked, "How long have you been waiting here?"
"It won't be long, just an hour or two." She was thinking about apologizing to others, so she ran out after tidying up the dormitory.
Yan Ce raised his lips. Now that he is so scarred, he can still behave so gracefully. He said: "From now on, classmate Xia will not climb trees if he wears a skirt."
Feng Feng thought for a while, and it took a long time to realize the meaning of his words. She stammered: "I, I, I'm wearing safety pants!"
"Really?" Yan Ce said two words perfunctorily.
In a moment of desperation, she lifted up her skirt, "Look, I really wore it!"
After a long while, Yan Ce raised his hand to his forehead and sighed deeply. After a long time, he used his uninjured hand to put down her skirt again, "Student Xia, you are a girl, you should pay attention to your image."
"Oh my god! Teacher Yan, how could you touch the skirt of a female classmate!!!?" There was a scream from the side, and Qi Fangfang covered her eyes, looking like she had been severely hit.
Feng Feng looked down, the way Yan Ce reached out to touch her skirt at this time, it really seemed that he was about to lift her skirt, and she was reaching out to stop it... Well, this picture is indeed quite misleading.
She looked up at Qi Fangfang again and said, "Don't get me wrong, I'm here to deliver steamed buns to the teacher, and I voluntarily lifted up my skirt to show the teacher."
No... This is a bit strange.
Yan Ce had already withdrawn his hand, his forehead twitched.
"Baozi..." I don't know what bad things Qi Fangfang thought of, and she suffered a lot of blows. With a wail, she flattened her mouth and cried: "Teacher, you are no longer the most perfect person in my mind. Already!"
After the words fell, she ran away wiping her tears, and her back looked extremely sad.
Looking at Qi Fangfang's disappearing back, Qingfeng took a bite of the cold steamed stuffed bun, and said in an incoherent way: "What should I do, she seems to have misunderstood."
Can others not misunderstand after hearing your words!
Yan Ce took a deep breath, "Student Xia."
"Yes, teacher!" She raised her hand positively when she heard the roll call.
"I hope you can keep a safe distance of three meters from me in the future."
When Feng Feng heard it, he made a sad face, "Why? Teacher, are you afraid that I will hurt you again? I assure you, I will definitely be sensible in the future!"
No, he was looking out for his own reputation.
She said again: "Don't worry! I will definitely not hurt you again! If I hurt you again, it will be struck by lightning!"
Suddenly, dark clouds gathered, and a bolt of lightning struck down.
"Teacher, be careful!" Seeing that a bolt of lightning was about to strike Yan Ce, Feng Feng rushed over, threw him to the ground, and escaped the thunder. Said: "Fortunately, I react quickly, teacher, don't worry, I will protect you... Hey, teacher, what's wrong with you?"
Yan Ce, who was pressed under him, forced a smile on his pale face. He smiled, "My waist is twisted."