"Zhang Yuan!"
In English class, Lin Yue, a beautiful teacher with the proud Shuangfeng beauty, once again sharply clicked on Zhang Yuan's name. This time it was not because of the kid barking, but because he was reading extracurricular books in class.
As Lin Yue called his name angrily, she waved her hand, and a small piece of chalk head was left whistling, and with the sound of the wind, it shot at Zhang Yuan like a bullet.
Lin Yue never went crazy in class, let alone lost students with anything, but today she didn't know why she couldn't control her anger, especially wanted to get angry with this kid.
Although it was the first time that she smashed the chalk head, the accurate head was still good, and she shot Zhang Yuan in the face. She was a little worried when she threw it out, what should I do if she slapped her eyes? Will he pinch me when he makes a fool of himself? He is quite amazing!
However, the one Lin Yue was worried about did not appear. Zhang Yuan was reading with his chin in his right hand, not panicking or busy, let alone avoiding, not even looking at it. When I stretched out my hand, I stretched out my hand very casually. To be precise, I stretched out my index finger and middle finger to easily clamp the chalk head.
Finding that her worry hadn't come true, Lin Yue breathed a sigh of relief, but this kid's leisurely manner made her fire even bigger.
"Humhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh, anger, linyue walked down the podium and towards the last row, "why do we have to read extracurricular books in class!"
The eyes of the classmates also moved with Lin Yue. Most of them were looking at the lively eyes. In the boring class, it was this kind of thing that made everyone relax the most. The boy who was scared by Zhang Yuan’s eyes just now was in his heart. The thrill of happiness and misfortune surged.
They wished that this kid was slapped hundreds of times by Lin Yue's pointer, then tamped into meatloaf with an iron chair, and then shoveled it up to feed the dog.
Zhang Yuan stood up, somewhat inexplicable. It was not the first time he had read a math book in an English class. Lin Yue used to turn a blind eye to it. What is his nerves today.
"Mr. Lin, this is not an extracurricular book." Zhang Yuan casually threw the chalk back, and dropped it into the trash can in the corner.
"In English class, the other books are all extracurricular books!" In the blink of an eye, Lin Yue was already standing in front of Zhang Yuan.
Teacher Lin Yue is wearing a short-sleeved blouse and a black knee-length skirt today. Although it is wrapped tightly, it looks dignified and beautiful, but it can’t hide the towering head, round like a mermaid. Below the waist, there is an indescribable temptation.
"But you didn't say anything before." Zhang Yuan felt helpless. He didn't yell out today, thinking that the teacher would praise him.
"It's not enough! Read English books in English class, even kindergarten children know this!"
"This..." Zhang Yuan had a word, and he was afraid that the whole class would be upset when he said it. He moved two steps, leaned in Lin Yue's ear, and said quietly, "I have finished reading English in my senior year, teacher."
Lin Yue squinted her eyes, with an expression of disbelief, "Really?"
Zhang Yuan retracted his head and nodded steadily, "You don't believe me?"
If it was before, Lin Yue wouldn't believe that she was really killed, but after experiencing last night, she knew that this kid was not that simple. She seemed to understand a lot, and it could be said that she lived and died together, and of course she trusted more.
"Then you..." Lin Yue felt that some words were inconvenient for everyone to listen to, and put her head in Zhang Yuan's ear, "Then you wouldn't wrap the English book outside the math book?"
As soon as Lin Yue approached, Zhang Yuan smelled the sweet and soft fragrance on her body again, as well as the delicate hair flicking her lips, which moved her heartstrings.
"Oh, I see." Zhang Yuan sat back in the chair, his heart still turbulent, his heart beating unceasingly. This is a heartbeat feeling that makes people irresistible. Although there is no real contact, it makes Zhang Yuan seem to eat. It's as sweet as a piece of honey.
Zhang Yuan is sweet, but the students are messed up. What is this? Is this criticism and education? Why has it become a whisper? Especially Zhang Yuan's "You don't believe me"? There are signs, something wrong, very intriguing.
There was a swarm of flies-like buzzing in the classroom. Everyone was wondering what the relationship between this kid and Teacher Lin was, and what did the two whispering talk about
A boy who loves to play treasures said, I don't know this yet, let me tell you: Zhang Yuan whispered, I am writing a love letter to you. Really? You still don't believe me? Lin Yue answered quietly, then you...read it to me after class. Oh I got it.
"Papa!" Lin Yue walked back to the podium and knocked on the podium. "Be quiet, everyone. Just now Zhang Yuan said a whisper to me. You may be curious about what you whispered in class. Now tell everyone."
Lin Yueqing cleared her throat, "Well, Zhang Yuan just quietly told me that he would definitely score above 80 in the English test on Thursday."
After Lin Yue finished speaking, she looked at Zhang Yuan with some expectation, but it was more naughty and proud. She originally wanted to say 90 points, but then she was afraid that he was not sure. It was already very difficult to go from below 60 points to 80 points all year round, which put a lot of pressure on this kid.
Of course, what Lin Yue was proud of was that she was still wise, she actually came up with such an excuse, which not only blocked the mouths of the bad boys, but also gave Zhang Yuan the pressure to learn, which would kill two birds with one stone.
Zhang Yuan smiled and nodded, affirming Lin Yue's words, and giving her a response of 80 points on the test.
But bad boys are not so foolish. A small number of people believed Lin Yue's words, most of them did not, so let's lie to them. Is it necessary to whisper something like this? It's the speculation that I used to play treasures a little bit more.
As soon as the bell rang after class, Lin Yue said, "Zhang Yuan, come with me." It pushed the speculation to the **. The boy frantically surrounded the kid who loves to play treasures, asking if the beautiful teacher he admired in his heart really asked the poor boy Zhang Yuan to read a love letter.
"Of course it's true. I have an iron mouth and wonder how Ye Xiangfei will miscalculate. Seeing their expressions, they just have a leg."
"Oh? Stop bragging."
"Why brag, I still got the lucky number last time." Ye Xiangfei said triumphantly, "Unfortunately I didn't buy it."
"Haha." A burst of laughter.
There were more and more boys around Ye Xiangfei. At the same time, many girls in small skirts squeezed in. Among the crowd, a man in a bright red shirt was the most eye-catching. The man in the red shirt said in a very unbelieving tone: "How could Teacher Lin fall in love with that poor boy? It's impossible."
"Why not..." Ye Xiangfei turned his head and quickly closed his mouth. The question was actually the teacher Huang, the man in the red shirt.
Discovered that it was this old boy, all the classmates seemed to have seen a plague god, and they scattered all at once whistling.
. . .
"Teacher Lin, the 80-point requirement is not low." Zhang Yuan followed Lin Yue and went downstairs.
Lin Yue's back is also very eye-catching. The black bra in the thin fabric shirt is looming, the hem of the shirt is tightly tied into the skirt, the slender waist is gripped, and the attractive curve under the waist is instantly enlarged and round. And very sensual.
"Hey." Lin Yue held back her smile forcibly. She is still very proud now. This is forcing your kid to study hard. It seems that this kid is not stupid, he is still not serious.
Walking downstairs, Zhang Yuan couldn't help but ask, "What else? They are all saying that I will write a love letter to you."
"Nonsense!" Lin Yue stopped immediately, her face turned a little red, thinking of other people's gossip, she would stand in the middle of the playground and say, "I just wanted to ask you what happened to you yesterday. Why did you disappear? "
"Oh, don't mention it. Later, the guys from the special police team were dragged by the special police team to have dinner and ran to see. It turned out to be a food stall. It's really shabby. When I go back, I will be trained by my parents." A little upset, but fortunately, she also recognized a good godmother.
"Haha, that's right." Lin Yue saw this kid getting angry, and she felt particularly relaxed in her heart somehow, perhaps because he felt that he was too mad, as if he knew everything.
Zhang Yuan asked, "Then how did you go back later?"
"Have you finally thought of asking me? Yesterday you ran away without saying a word. It made me find it hard. You still have food stalls. I was hungry for a long time. You die..." Lin Yue got more and more excited, almost Speak out the inappropriate words, but the grudge in her eyes is very clear, what she is going to say is "you have no conscience".
Zhang Yuan scratched her head, and now she understands why she is nervous about herself, "Sorry, I was dragged away by them after I changed my clothes. I don't know if you call, and I won't be able to do it anymore."
"You still want to have another future!" Lin Yue's voice suddenly rose more than octave.
"Oh, no, I mean I won't be alone with the teacher in the future." Zhang Yuan quickly explained, a row of 8 classmates lying on the railing of the teaching building, all listening with ears erect.
"Teacher Lin, how is your cousin's car?" Zhang Yuan asked in a low voice.
"Mayor Fan asked to drag the city government to the repair yard."
"Oh, hehe, isn't it thrilling?"
"Go!" Lin Yuebai glanced at him, raised her eyes to look at the onlookers, and whispered: "That's it. All the students are watching, go back to the classroom." Lin Yue took two steps and remembered something, "Oh. Also, Mayor Fan told you not to say much to the outside world. He will come to thank you in the near future."