The movement of the two outside the school gate attracted the attention of the people in the security room. The security guard ran out and scolded: "Who is making a noise here?!"
When he walked over to the flower bed, he saw two upright men sitting upright and solemn, all staring at the cars on the road.
"Huh? Isn't this Teacher Ying?" The security guard recognized the young man in orange, stepped forward, and smiled, "Why are you sitting here blowing the cool breeze at night?"
Ying Tongchen turned his head and smiled: "Go for a walk after dinner."
"Then who is this?" The security guard pointed to the man next to him.
The man noticed his sight, turned slightly sideways, turned his back to him, stretched out his hand to cover his ears, and put it down embarrassingly. After a while, he quietly covered his ears again, as if he was blocking something invisible.
"It's my student's parent. I have something to do with you." Ying Tongchen replied.
"Then why are you sitting here, why don't you go to my office? Let me make some tea for you, the good tea that just arrived!" The security guard warmly invited, "Come on, come on, that dad will come too. Bar."
"Dad?" Zhuo Shu was startled, turned his head and pointed to his face, "Whose father am I?"
"Hey, it turns out to be a young guy, I'm really sorry, I thought it was his father." The security guard laughed.
Zhuo Shu felt that his breath was out of breath, but Yu Guang saw that Ying Tongchen also silently bent the corner of his mouth, and he couldn't help laughing along.
"No, we still have something to discuss, so don't bother, you can go back to work." Ying Tongchen smiled and turned to Zhuoshu, "Let's go to the office and have a good chat."
"it is good."
The two walked to the office idly, and the night after the fall was a little cool. Rao is Ying Tongchen who has just chased someone and ran for a while, and will rest now, the two arms exposed in the short sleeves are still a little cold.
He subconsciously quickened his pace, but behind him there was a coat draped over him.
He turned his head and glanced at Zhuo Shu, who only had a thin shirt left, put his hands in his trouser pockets, looked up at the moon, and blew an incompetent whistle.
Ying Tongchen turned around and put it on without rejecting it.
Zhuo Shu's skeleton is a little bigger than his, so the suit is put on him, like stealing his big brother's clothes, plus it was originally a sports and casual dress, it feels nondescript when wearing it.
Zhuo Shu saw it, the corners of his mouth curled slightly, and he smiled with satisfaction.
Ying Tongchen turned on the light and saw several tables lined up crookedly. It must have been accidentally hit by the sports committee when he was running away. He set the table and returned to his seat.
Zhuo Shu casually pulled a chair over, sat next to him, looked down at the contract on the table, stretched out his hand slowly, and was hit by Ying Tongchen as soon as he pressed it.
"Are you here to steal the contract too?" Ying Tongchen asked.
Zhuo Shu smiled sheepishly.
In fact, he has been uneasy since he left school. He expected that Ying Tongchen would definitely read the contract, but he could not guess the other party's reaction.
He was tangled up and down, until when he carried Zhuo Zi upstairs, he almost stepped on the air, and was roared back to God by Zhuo Zi.
Waiting on the left and waiting on the right, and can't wait for any news from Ying Tongchen, this can only have two results.
First, Ying Tongchen didn't want to pay attention to him, and planned to draw a clear line, so that the well water would not make the river water. Second, Ying Tongchen still has a trace of conscience and didn't read the contract!
No matter what the result is, he wants to solve it directly, so as not to worry about it.
"Don't say stealing such ugly words." Zhuo Shu coughed, looking up at the sky in embarrassment.
Ying Tongchen pointed at the contract: "When was this thing prepared?"
Zhuo Shu pursed his lips, gave up struggling, and honestly confessed: "The last time I left the villa."
"Oh, speaking of the villa..." Ying Tongchen hesitated, raising his eyes and staring at his deep eyes.
Zhuoshu suddenly became nervous: "What happened to the villa?"
"I paid for the tree planting." Ying Tongchen said.
"Oh, that's all?" Zhuo Shu poured his blood on the dog, "I'll just pay you back."
"No need." Ying Tongchen returned to the topic, "What are you doing with this contract?"
Zhuo Shu thought for a while, and due to the strong face and dignity issue, he still gave his reasons a little embellishment: "I used to think that it would be difficult to find a good person to take care of, so I plan to put this Institutionalize, standardize, and rationalize things.”
Ying Tongchen: "..."
"But I never imagined that you are not in this line of work." Zhuo Shu sighed, "I even made a career plan for you, and you will definitely become an actor."
"Are you sorry?"
"Well..." Zhuo Shu reacted for a few seconds, and shook his head quickly, "I can't say that completely, there is still a little regret, loss and melancholy."
"... "
"Then what do we do now?" Zhuo Shu's eyes fell on the contract, and he still held the last ray of hope, "How about you sign it? The treatment is quite generous."
Ying Tongchen glanced at him.
Zhuo Shu second counseled: "Forget it, you are a serious person, alas!"
The two were silent for a moment, and Zhuo Shu looked around awkwardly. The decoration of the office was quite good, and there were nameplates of the teachers on each table.
He casually touched the nameplate on the table, brushed Ying Tongchen's name with his fingertips, and said softly, "I can feel it now, it turns out that you are really a teacher."
"Um."
"Is it hard to be a teacher?" Zhuo Shu suddenly asked.
Ying Tongchen was caught off guard for a while, with a hint of undetectable emotion flashing in his eyes, and said, "Why are you asking this?"
"Curious, aren't you the vice president? Why are you willing to work at the school?" Zhuo Shu said, "Of course I'm not saying that your current job is not good, but you also understand that you have more ways to make money."
Before Ying Tongchen could answer, he said to himself, "Or are you a selfless person who is willing to shed blood for the education of the motherland?"
Ying Tongchen laughed uncontrollably, very light and light, so light that Zhuo Shu almost thought it was an illusion.
"I'm not that noble." Ying Tongchen smiled with a warm smile, but the smile didn't reach the bottom of his eyes, "I used to think that teachers are really the most annoying thing in the world."
Zhuo Shu was slightly surprised, pondered for a moment, and smiled: "Sure enough, people will eventually become the people they hate the most."
"You're right." Ying Tongchen laughed.
Zhuo Shu suddenly said, "Don't move."
Ying Tongchen: "?"
Zhuo Shu picked up his mobile phone and took a photo of his blank face: "It's pretty, you should wear more stealth in the future."
"You say I'm ugly with glasses?"
"Who said you're ugly?" Zhuo Shu retracted his phone, opened the Meitu app, and muttered, "It's just different handsome, wearing glasses makes people want to cry hard, wearing invisible It makes you want to commit a crime."
After he finished speaking, he turned on his phone and showed him the result after the beautiful picture.
Ying Tongchen looked at the photos on his phone, nothing like him!
Where did you learn the late stage of Mao Maotou!
Is there still king law
He knocked on the table solemnly: "This parent, pay attention to the occasion."
Zhuo Shu immediately looked back and his eyes flashed: "By the way, Teacher Ying, we don't seem to have tried the office yet."
Ying Tongchen: "..."
"Ok, I see."
"What do you understand?" Ying Tongchen wondered.
"Your eyes are clearly saying 'Come on, I can do it'." Zhuo Shu got up and walked to the door to turn off the lights, followed the moonlight and street lights outside, and walked to the table by the window.
"One last time, okay?"
Ying Tongchen raised his head, looked at his handsome features, and before he had time to answer, the other's face suddenly came closer, only a few feet away from him, and there was a temperature on his lips that did not belong to him.
Ying Tongchen was stunned for a while, his heart moved at will, and he slowly closed his eyes.
The evening breeze blew through the osmanthus tree outside the window, and the fragrant floral fragrance floated in from the gap between the windowsills, lingering between the two of them, accompanied by a sound of water stains, the fragrance became more and more greasy.
Ying Tongchen put a hand on his shoulder and responded.
At this time, there was a sound of leather shoes rubbing against the floor outside the corridor, as well as the sound of conversations from far to near.
Ying Tongchen was startled, pushed Zhuo Shu away in a panic, and whispered, "It's the dean."
As soon as the words fell, the two of them squatted down from the chairs at the same time, and shrunk under the table, holding their breaths, not daring to make a sound.
"That's right, I'm doing an inspection, and I haven't found anyone who skipped classes for now." The dean of the school was on the phone outside, passed the high school's office, glanced inside, and stopped.
Ying Tongchen was sweating coldly on his forehead, suddenly a big hand gently covered his mouth, Zhuo Shu quietly moved in front of him, tried to wrap his body around him, and his breath hit his ear.
Adhering to the principle that time is money, Zhuo Shu consciously took the time to lick his ears in this rapidly changing situation. The other party can't resist, hee hee hee.
Ying Tongchen: "..."
"Strange, where did I drop things?" The dean said to himself, then turned and walked towards his office.
After a long time, after confirming that there was no sound in the entire corridor, the two quietly stood up.
Zhuo Shu was about to speak when he was caught off guard.
Ying Tongchen opened the window: "Hurry up and get out."
Zhuo Shu was shocked: "Isn't it? From here? No surveillance?"
Oh, there is monitoring.
Ying Tongchen dragged him and pushed him towards the door: "Come on, be careful when the director comes again."
I don't know if it was a crow's mouth or not. As soon as these words were finished, footsteps sounded again from the corridor at the end.
Zhuo Shu hurriedly slipped away, and when he ran to the school gate, he saw the security guard standing at the door, and immediately stopped, greeted the security guard in a very gentlemanly manner, walked leisurely to the car, opened the door, and disappeared like a puff of smoke film.
After galloping all the way, after returning home, Zhuo Zi paralyzed on the sofa and asked him what he was doing, and he remembered that his business was not over yet—
Neither clearly stated future plans nor took back the contract.
When he went to school on Monday, Ying Tongchen paid special attention to the situation of the Sports Committee, checked his family background, and planned to talk to the Sports Committee.
During the gymnastics between classes, he found that the sports committee was not in the team, and turned around and went back to the classroom to find someone.
As soon as I walked to the door of the classroom, I saw the Sports Committee sneakily standing on the podium, bending over.
"What are you doing here?" Ying Tongchen asked suddenly.
The sports committee was startled. The things in his hand fell to the ground. He turned around in a hurry and looked at him nervously: "Hello, teacher."
Ying Tongchen's eyes fell on something on the ground, it was a pink envelope.
Being held by an adolescent boy with a flustered expression, one can imagine what is inside.
The Sports Committee subconsciously wanted to pick it up, but Ying Tongchen yelled, "Give it to me."
The sports committee looked at him shyly: "Teacher..."
Ying Tongchen: "The parents' meeting is coming soon. Do you want your parents to see this?"
The Sports Committee had no choice but to hand the envelope to him.
"Come with me to the office." Ying Tongchen took the love letter and led people to the office.
He opened the drawer at will, saw the contract, hurriedly stuffed the envelope in it, picked up a useless notebook and threw it in, covered the contract, and then looked at the sports committee opposite: "Tell me, you usually talk to your family at home. How is the relationship?"
After some conversations, Ying Tongchen got a general understanding of the situation in his home and gained some points in his heart.
For the next two days, I was teaching the papers to the students, and it was easy to forget things when I was busy. It was not until Tuesday night that he received a call from Zhuo Shu, and he remembered that there was a terrible thing left here.
"Are you free? I happened to pass the school and came to you to get the contract and have a meal by the way." Zhuo Shu said.
"You don't need to eat, and there is a self-study at night. What do you want to do with the contract? Why don't I just destroy it here."
"No, I'll destroy it myself." Zhuo Shu said firmly, "Come out and eat."
"I ate in the cafeteria."
"..." Zhuo Shu was very angry, and after hanging up the phone, he gently smashed the steering wheel, so as not to disturb the students' study.
Ying Tongchen took out a document bag, stuffed the contract and notebooks in a pile, and walked outside the school gate, but he didn't recognize any car for a while.
At this time, a sassy sports car lowered the window, Zhuo Shu wore a pair of sunglasses, and snapped his fingers dashingly: "Here."
"..." Ying Tongchen looked at the evening sky, walked out of his car silently, handed in the document bag, "Let's go."
"Wait!" Zhuo Shu took off his sunglasses and shouted at his back, "Don't you have anything to say?"
"I wish you peace?" Ying Tongchen turned his head and waved his hand.
Zhuo Shu was unhappy, and after staring at him as he walked into the campus, he glanced at the file bag angrily and wanted to throw it away angrily.
With a trembling of his hand, he suddenly found a pink envelope exposed in the transparent bag.
Zhuo Shu: "?"
He immediately took it out, unfolded the letter, and saw the title at the beginning—
"Xiao Zhuo, hello."
Zhuo Shu: "!"
Xiao Zhuo
Don't you dare to call me Xiao Zhuo even if you are two days younger? !
Still, it's a love letter, right
He glanced through it quickly, closed the letter abruptly, and glanced at the school gate with interest.
Wow, Ying Tongchen, it turns out that you have such thoughts towards me!
The author has something to say: Zhuo Shu: filthy! (*≧▽≦)