Jiang Ziquan was a little annoyed by the gossip array and Su Qingwen. He tossed and turned on the bed and couldn't sleep. He turned on his phone and glanced at it, it was past two o'clock in the evening, the room was pitch black, and he couldn't see anything, thinking about her She got up and smoked a cigarette again. Since her relationship with Teacher Shen became more and more close, she secretly started to quit smoking. Teacher Shen's profession does not allow her to smoke.
After smoking half a cigarette, she cut it off in time, and lay on the bed again and started to sleep.
After closing her eyes, I don't know how long it took, her eyes were still foggy, like a veil covering her, she wanted to open her eyes to see the real thing, but her eyes seemed to be glued, no matter how hard she struggled, she woke up No, it must be in a dream, she thought.
There was a very obvious light in the extreme distance. Jiang Ziquan thought about it and stepped over a few steps. In an instant, the scene became brighter, and the temperature became extremely low. He couldn't help rubbing his shoulders. The carved beams and painted buildings are very magnificent. She walked over curiously and took a closer look. The pillars were carved with lifelike phoenixes.
Suddenly, there were footsteps from far to near, Jiang Ziquan found a place to hide and hid.
A small Taoist priest appeared in front of him. He was wearing a white Taoist uniform. His chest was dirty. His face was also dirty. He couldn't see his facial features. Only his eyes were bright. He took off a little monk, but unexpectedly, he held a large jar of wine in his hand, and his big watery eyes looked around, and saw that no one found a small corner to open the wine jar, revealing a mouthful of small white teeth .
"If you drink at such a young age, you must be an alcoholic when you grow up." Jiang Ziquan moved his sore calf and joked.
"Who?" The little Taoist hid the wine jar behind him and looked at the person who came vigilantly.
Jiang Ziquan thought he had been discovered, and was about to go out to meet people when he suddenly heard a coquettish shout: "Who are you?"
The little girl's voice was extremely soft, and she had to pretend to be imposing, which sounded a bit nondescript.
Jiang Ziquan followed the little Taoist priest's gaze, and saw another half-year-old child appeared, with a silver hat on his head and a veil. He couldn't see his appearance at all. He was wearing red and white clothes embroidered with phoenixes. He also walked with a bell on his ankle, "ding ding ding."
"Sister witch drinking together?" The little Taoist immediately grinned at the girl and shook the drink in his hand: "I stole it from the altar, it's very fragrant."
The little witch paused for a while, as if hesitating. Before she could move, the little Taoist priest had trotted all the way to the front of the witch and pulled her to sit on the ground.
Jiang Ziquan thought to himself that this little Taoist priest couldn't get married, but he was a good girl, and it made everyone sad, and the dirty little Taoist priest and the witch who was obviously dressed up looked unworthy.
"My name is Qingyin, what about you, elder sister?" The little Taoist priest didn't care about the little witch's nervousness, and his big eyes stared straight at others with a hint of joy in his tone.
The little witch gritted her teeth and whispered, "My parents called me Shishuang." Then she looked down at her toes in embarrassment.
"Exiled Shuang, it's a good name. Besides, sister, you are so fragrant." The little Taoist leaned closer to the witch, with a satisfied face, and said with admiration, "It's more fragrant than my chicken legs."
The little witch was a little shy. Jiang Ziquan saw her hands rubbing unconsciously. Sometimes Teacher Shen also made such small movements, but the little Taoist couldn't see the blush on his face, so he took out two chicken thighs from his sleeve and looked at it reluctantly. A glance: "Sister Shishuang, eat it."
Jiang Ziquan glanced at the oily chicken legs and thought that this little Taoist had broken so many precepts, and his master would definitely break his legs when he looked back.
"Aren't you going to eat?" The little witch also saw the Taoist priest's reluctance and asked with a frown.
The little Taoist touched his bald hair, and said embarrassedly, "My master Taoist said that people who eat meat and drink should not eat meat. It's easy to grow hair, and monks should be compassionate and not kill."
"Then I'll be a vegetarian instead of you. In the future, you can eat meat and transfer my merits to you." The little witch felt that her method was very good, and with a bit of excitement in her tone, she grabbed the little Taoist priest's hand and added. Said: "If you come here tomorrow, I will give you something that won't grow your hair."
The little Taoist priest's eyes also radiated light, and after thinking for a while, he felt that the witch's idea was very good, and quickly hugged her gently: "Thank you, sister."
After he finished speaking, he took a big bite of the chicken thigh, his mouth was covered with oil, and a small face was even more dirty, and it looked no different from a beggar.
Ban Shuang lowered her head and smiled, took out a light blue handkerchief from her sleeve, and carefully helped to wipe off the beggar's face, her delicate eyebrows gradually revealed with her movements, she heard her say: "Thank you, sister."
Jiang Ziquan felt that this face was very familiar. After looking at it carefully for a while, he threw himself on the ground and said in shock, "Isn't this me?"
After wiping the sweat from his forehead, Jiang Ziquan opened his eyes. The bright room showed that it was getting late. He recalled the dream he had just had, and felt that the little Taoist priest in there was no, it was a little Taoist nun, and she was herself. It doesn't look like her. Although the face is still very immature and she is the same face as her own, the way she behaves is not like she did it herself.
Could it be that Taoist nun is Teacher Shen? She didn't see her face, so she couldn't be sure.
After thinking about it for a while, I felt that I was too boring, it was just a dream, how could I see a girl who was Teacher Shen
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"Everyone has suffered for the mock exam recently. Our school's overall performance has improved a lot. Of course, we can't be proud. It's not long before the college entrance examination. If you stick to it, you will win, especially some young people. People should be a little more motivated, and be serious for the future of the students." The old master's saliva spurted far away, and he glanced at Shen Yumo intentionally when talking about young people.
Shen Yumo was still sitting upright, thinking about whether to go directly to the director's office to admit her mistake after the meeting, lest the director stab her with this incident in the future.
"Mr. Shen, don't put too much pressure on you. It's a bit difficult to be a Chinese teacher in the third year of high school for the first time, so don't be discouraged." Xu Yan poked her arm, her class was even better than that of Teacher Shen's. It's almost, but all subjects in the class are poor, so it doesn't seem to be regarded as bad. Usually, I know that Shen Yumo is serious and responsible for students, but students with soft temperament do not accept discipline.
"I know, it's fine." Shen Yumo gave her a reassuring look, and then looked at Director Age again.
"Okay. That's it for today's meeting. Each teacher writes a summary and submits it, and it must be written in depth." Director Nian stopped, took the thermos cup and left the conference room.
"As a teacher, you must put your students' grades first, and you can't take personal matters to the school, so that parents don't think that the school is the teacher's backyard and worry about their children's learning." Zhou Kairui also took a sip of water and was slow to organize documents. Slow, with a bit of laziness.
"Mr. Zhou, your language is first and second. You are indeed the backbone of Mingxing."
Zhou Kairui smiled at the teacher after hearing this, and then glanced at Shen Yumo and Xu Yan in confusion.
"Mr. Shen, do you want to eat together at noon?" Xu Yaojiao's physics grades were better, and the smile on his face was obvious.
Shen Yumo looked at Xu Yao, who was pretending to be decent, and couldn't help but think of Jiang Ziquan's evaluation of him: "Good-looking, gentle, romantic, and in good condition." Thinking of this, she felt a little stuck in her heart, and smiled extremely difficultly: "Mr. Xu , My home is close, I can just go home and eat, so I don't bother you anymore."
Xu Yao always insisted that Jiang Ziquan and Shen Yumo were not as affectionate as they seemed, even though he knew that Jiang Ziquan's house was near here, he would come over from time to time to invite him to dinner, although they were all rejected.
It seems that the number of rejections was a little more, but Xu Yao's expression did not change, he pushed his glasses: "Okay, then I'll go first."
Xu Yan pushed Shen Yumo's shoulder and joked: "Mr. Xu has become a habit to invite you for dinner every day. You are married and work so hard, and your cheeks are too thick." Thinking about Jiang Ziquan's day Appearance on the playground: "Your daughter-in-law's beauty, Teacher Xu, can't catch up."
Shen Yumo's face was slightly red, and she glanced at her embarrassedly: "How can she be so good-looking."
Xu Yan heard the words, looked at her carefully, and said sadly: "That's right, in the eyes of you good-looking people, you probably only reach the passing line."
Shen Yumo glanced at her angrily, heard the class bell ringing, and said, "I'll go back first, you go to class."
"Um."
Shen Yumo was carrying her bag, thinking about what to cook at noon. She didn't know if Jiang Ziquan would go home for dinner. She checked the time again, and she should get up and send a message, "Are you going home for lunch?"
The news came back quickly, and I turned on the screen to see, "Come back to the playground."
Well, she came to school
Thinking like this, Shen Yumo walked quickly to the back playground. This playground is very far from the teaching building. Except for very few physical education classes, no one usually comes.
"Why are you here?" She was surprised and delighted, but in the end, joy prevailed.
Jiang Ziquan was sitting on the table tennis table waiting for her to come, and said with a smile, "Didn't I miss you?"
Shen Yumo rolled her eyes at her, walked over to her, suddenly became calm, Xiaofeng fluttered on her face, squinted her eyes and said, "How did you come in?"
Jiang Ziquan moved to her side and pointed to a puppy hole not far away.
"You came in from a dog hole!!!" Shen Yumo looked shocked, and saw that her dress was indeed not as rough as usual, but it was not suitable for climbing a dog hole.
"Are you that skinny?"
"I lied to you, I came in from the wall." Jiang Ziquan High School stipulates that he often climbs the wall to enter and exit. He is quite familiar with the terrain here. He thought it would change after so long. Except for the old one, the rest has not changed much.
"You also know that you can jump in here." Shen Yumo stood up and took a look. There was indeed a small fence in a small place that was damaged, and the wall itself was not too high.
Jiang Ziquan didn't wear high heels today, she was a little shorter than Shen Yumo, and she couldn't get used to the height difference for a while, so she wrapped her arms around her slender waist in an instant, stood on tiptoe hard, and leaned close to her red ears: "Of course I Got it, I also know where the school's grove is?"
Shen Yumo didn't know what to make up for his brain, his face flushed, and he scolded, "You're shameless again?"
Jiang Ziquan let go of his hand, pulled her to the position just now, and said innocently, "Isn't the grove the two fruitless peach trees in the school?"
Shen Yumo thought she was different, but when she looked up, she saw her smiling again, pointed at her and said, "Jiang,"
"Well."
Before the name was called, his lips were covered tightly.
Jiang Ziquan wrapped her head around her slender waist, and her face was next to hers. She only felt that the two places were hot when they touched. She wanted to invade the city and smash the ground, but Shen Yumo clenched her teeth and did not let her move any further.
Helpless, she could only kiss her red lips over and over again, then leaned closer to her ear and said bewitchingly, "No one saw it, Teacher Shen." The book fell down, as if she noticed the changes in her body, and nibbled her white neck gently, causing her to cry out in pain, and pushed her out fiercely.
Jiang Ziquan helped organize her clothes, and was busy trying to look cute.
Shen Yumo slowed down for a while, touched her lips, saw her licking her lips again, and said angrily, "You came to school to bully me."
Looking at Shen Yumo's aggrieved appearance, Jiang Ziquan became more and more itchy. He lowered his head and whispered, "I originally wanted to experience the feeling of returning home with your wife and wife, but I didn't expect it."
"Didn't think of anything?"
"I didn't expect Teacher Shen to be so provocative."
Shen Yumo glanced at Jiang Ziquan who was speaking seriously, thought about how she felt just now, and asked with a blushing face, "Have you really never been in love before?"
"Well." Jiang Ziquan nodded solemnly: "My first love is Teacher Shen, no doubt."
Shen Yumo only felt that the air became a little tighter. She didn't hate kissing Jiang Ziquan, but the location was too shameful. She bit her lip, and it took a long time to say, "It feels good."
Jiang Ziquan looked at her blushing face, and after thinking for a while, she realized what she meant: "I will work harder in the future."
The book on the ground was turned a few pages by the wind, and it happened to be "Rogue". Shen Yumo read a few words before saying inaudibly, "Well."