After Escaping Marriage [GL]

What catches the eye is Cheng Zhanxi's long legs with superior proportions, his calves are straight and well-proportioned with tight black jeans, and a pair of new and clean white shoes on his feet.

The trousers of the jeans are rolled up, revealing a fair and delicate ankle, creating a simple fashion sense.

Yu Qingtang: "..."

She steered away from her car without looking at it.

Cheng Zhanxi drove the wind-pulling white devil forward slowly, and then stopped her.

Yu Qingtang stood still and finally raised his head.

Cheng Zhanxi straightened up, took off the helmet with both hands, raised his head and shook his long hair, looked at her and said with a smile, "Sister Yu, it's me."

Her eyes curled up with a smile, her eyelashes were slender, and there were peach blossoms in her eyes.

Yu Qingtang thought: Of course I know it's you, who else in this school is like you, from head to toe, even the hair is coquettish.

Yu Qingtang glanced at her, as if she had just recognized her, paused for two seconds, and said in a flat tone, "Mr. Cheng, good morning."

Cheng Zhanxi said lightly, "Good morning, Sister Yu."

Yu Qingtang: "..."

The sparrow resting on the branch shook its wings, and its small black bean-like eyes probed into the tree.

Yu Qingtang's expression still did not waver, and said lightly: "Don't scream."

Cheng Zhanxi smiled: "Okay, Teacher Yu."

She went from self-talk to Zilaishu, sitting on the locomotive and handing over the helmet she took off: "Mr. Yu, I'm going to park the car, can you help me get it? Come with me and just A few steps away."

Yu Qingtang looked at the helmet that was close at hand, hesitated for a second, and took it.

The surface of the helmet is cold, but the body temperature of the rider remains inside.

Yu Qingtang accidentally touched it when he was holding it in his hand, and it was obviously hot and cold.

Cheng Zhanxi drove the car to the staff carport, Yu Qingtang walked two steps behind the car, looked down at the shiny black helmet, and stroked the smooth surface lightly. She closed and reopened the windshield, and returned it quietly, without making a sound.

"Okay." Cheng Zhanxi turned around, Yu Qingtang was still silent, and handed the helmet back to her.

Cheng Zhanxi wore a white sports bracelet on her left hand. She glanced at the time and said, "It's almost morning. I'll accompany Teacher Yu to the classroom. Thank you for helping me get my helmet."

Yu Qingtang seriously thought about the logic of her words, but found that there was no logic at all.

So the students in Class 17 of Senior 1 read this morning and saw that there were two teachers at the door!

One is of course their head teacher Yu Qingtang, and the other is Cheng Zhanxi, who was elected as the most popular teacher in seven classes in just one week.

The seventh class came over from the corridor and saw Yu Qingtang looking straight, bowing his head: "Hello, teacher."

After taking two more steps, he raised his face and smiled: "Mr. Cheng."

Due to the presence of the head teacher, he held back his laughter halfway through and showed his white teeth silently.

Cheng Zhanxi smiled and patted his classmates' shoulders: "Go in and study hard." He lowered his voice and said, "Put the breakfast in your pocket, and the plastic bag is exposed."

The classmates hurriedly covered their pockets.

The two exchanged tacit glances.

There are two more girls holding hands in front of them. Cheng Zhanxi recognizes them as Xing Bailu and He Shuangjiang, whose names are like sisters. The last time I saw them, the relationship between them was not so close. Now they are holding small hands. They are indeed young students era.

Thinking of her and Yu Qingtang, I don't know when we will be able to lead them together.

She lowered her eyes and glanced at Yu Qingtang's hand hanging by her side. The skin was delicate and smooth—she touched it that night, the phalanx was slender, and the fingers were extraordinarily long, and it felt like the ten fingers were tightly intertwined...

Cheng Zhanxi's heart was slightly warm, her lips became dry, and she looked away.

As a teacher, you can't think in a mess.

As soon as Xing Bailu and He Shuangjiang saw Yu Qingtang at the door, they immediately let go of their hands, and their eyes looked a little guilty.

"Hello, teacher." The two of them bowed their heads at the same time, said in unison, and invariably looked at each other and lowered their eyes.

Yu Qingtang nodded.

Cheng Zhanxi looked at the two girls who went in one after the other and squinted.

She walked to Yu Qingtang, lowered her head slightly and leaned close to her ear, and said in a voice that only two people could hear: "Mr. Yu, do you think..."

Yu Qingtang uneasily avoided the heat blowing in her ears and turned her face.

At such a close distance, Cheng Zhanxi's eyes were as clear as glass beads, and the broken hair that fell beside his ears was dyed light red by the morning light.

The hot air from her breath spit on Yu Qingtang's face, staring at her intently, there seemed to be a small vortex in the center of her pupil, attracting Yu Qingtang to keep looking in.

"Hello teacher."

Yu Qingtang woke up like a dream, took a step back, maintained a social distance with Cheng Zhanxi, and resisted the urge to raise her hand and flirt.

"Go in." She looked at the student in front of her and said.

"What do you think?" She didn't look at Cheng Zhanxi anymore and mentioned what she didn't finish.

"We said in private." Cheng Zhanxi changed his mind.

The hallway was crowded, she just guessed, it would be bad if she was heard.

"Um."

At seven o'clock, morning reading officially begins.

Most of the students were reading seriously in the morning. A few yawned at their books and didn’t know what they were doing last night. Others looked at the head teacher at the door of the class and quietly opened the breakfast from the table. Covering his ears, he lowered his head and took a quick bite, put the book upright in front of him, and read early with his cheeks puffed up.

In front of Yu Qingtang stood a boy who was 1.83 meters tall, more than half a head taller than Yu Qingtang.

The zipper of the school uniform is open, the T-shirt inside is half tucked into the waistband of the trousers, and the other half is exposed, standing danglingly.

Under Yu Qingtang's gaze, he zipped up the school uniform and stood up slowly.

"Why are you late?"

"Helping grandma cross the road."

"You helped grandma across the street three times last week."

The boy pouted, covered his mouth and coughed twice, and said, "There are more old people in my family."

"He is helpful and of high moral character." Yu Qingtang said, "I will focus on praising you at the class meeting on Friday."

The boy smiled and said, "Don't you? It's so embarrassing."

"Goodness should be rewarded." Yu Qingtang said seriously.

The boy's smile froze, but he was still embarrassed after all. He smirked and said, "I'm... I got up late in the morning."

Yu Qingtang raised his chin inward: "Go in, get up early tomorrow."

When all the staff arrived, Yu Qingtang stared at the door for a while, and then left.

On the way back to the office, Cheng Zhanxi said, "Xiang Tianyou is quite obedient in physical education class. I didn't expect it to be like this." Xiang Tianyou was the boy's name.

"Um."

"Is it very hard to be the head teacher?" Cheng Zhanxi found the topic again.

"It's alright." Yu Qingtang just regarded this as a job. If he couldn't, he would ask the old head teacher. They would provide practical and effective experience. As long as you don’t put your feelings into it, no matter how difficult it is for students to manage, it’s similar to analyzing data.

Cheng Zhanxi also wanted to ask her why she came to be a teacher, but Yu Qingtang went in the opposite direction of the office.

"Mr. Yu, this way."

"I'm going to buy breakfast." Yu Qingtang turned around and said.

"I'm going too. I'm in a hurry to go out and have no breakfast." Cheng Zhanxi opened his eyes and said nonsense.

The two went to the cafeteria together. The main force students were all studying in the morning. It was quiet inside. There were only a few teachers like them, basically young people.

Yu Qingtang brought a bowl of eight-treasure porridge and a bun with fresh meat.

Cheng Zhanxi walked to the window and said, "A vegetable bag." Then he lowered his voice and said, "I want the smallest one."

When the bun seller saw that she was good-looking, he picked the biggest one and was about to put it on the dinner plate for her. He raised his head and said, "Huh?"

Is this little girl crazy?

Cheng Zhanxi looked straight: "Master, I'm losing weight."

Yu Qingtang looked at Cheng Zhanxi who had only a solitary vegetable bag on the plate: "..."

Cheng Zhanxi raised his hand and swore, "I really don't eat much."

Yu Qingtang hummed softly and lowered his head to drink the porridge.

Cheng Zhanxi breathed a sigh of relief, and this time she finally reversed her image of the king of big stomachs in Yu Qingtang's mind.

After breakfast, Yu Qingtang walked back to the office and stopped abruptly.

Cheng Zhanxi stopped: "what's the matter?"

Yu Qingtang lowered her eyes: "It's nothing, let's go."

She just suddenly found that Cheng Zhanxi had been inseparable with her for an hour when she met now from the school gate. She is like a piece of candy, you can't get rid of it if it gets on it. Next time, you must eliminate this possibility from the beginning.

Secretly made up her mind, Yu Qingtang quickened her pace.

The two walked into the office side by side, Yu Qingtang was as quiet as always, and Cheng Zhanxi greeted the others with a smile: "Good morning."

English teacher Yang Li said, "Good morning, why is Teacher Xiao Cheng and Teacher Yu together?"

Cheng Zhanxi said in his heart that the two of us were destined to be together, and said with a slight smile, "I met you on the road, Mr. Yang has a new hairstyle?"

Yang Li immediately stood up, turned around and showed her her long, wavy hair, and said happily, "Is it good-looking?"

Cheng Zhanxi took a few serious glances, nodded and smiled, "It's beautiful."

When Cheng Zhanxi and Yang Li were chatting, Yu Qingtang had already sat back in his seat.

She found a small bag on her desk, and when she opened it, she saw a small cake and a greeting card with beautiful and neat fonts:

--Thank you, teacher.

The signature is Yu Zhou.

Cheng Zhanxi walked to the table and found it too. She took out the card, and found that Yu Qingtang's card was black and white, rounded up to be a couple's model, so she took the risk of posing as a parent to save her. Although she didn't thank herself specially, Cheng Zhanxi would not regret it, but the feeling of being rewarded for kindness will always make you feel good physically and mentally.

Cheng Zhanxi forked a small piece into his mouth with a small fork. The entrance was soft and tasted good.

She raised her head and looked to the side, and Yu Qingtang was looking at the card in a trance.

"Teacher Yu?"

Yu Qingtang put the card in the book, raised his eyes, his eyes were cold.

Cheng Zhanxi pretended not to feel the low pressure around her, and said, "Would you like to try that little cake?" She pointed at Yu Qingtang's table with a fork, her lips still stained with white cream.

Yu Qingtang picked up the small cake and put it in front of Cheng Zhanxi expressionlessly.

Cheng Zhanxi was startled: "I didn't mean that."

Yu Qingtang said calmly, "I don't like cakes."

Why doesn't she like to eat anything?

Cheng Zhanxi tilted his head: "then what do you like to eat?"

Yu Qingtang avoided answering: "I'll give you something to eat, you helped her."

Cheng Zhanxi's eyes became more and more confused: "Huh?"

It wasn't that Yu Qingtang stopped the girl first, and she couldn't make it in time. The injury on her hand hasn't healed yet.

"Mr. Yu." Cheng Zhanxi called her and looked at the two small cakes in front of her.

Yu Qingtang wore headphones to prepare for the lesson, but didn't look up. I don't know if I really didn't hear it or pretended I didn't hear it.

Cheng Zhanxi had to give up.

In the morning, Yu Qingtang had two math classes, and he was away from the office for most of the time. Cheng Zhanxi also had a physical education class. The two met each other between classes and were busy with their own business.

In the fourth class, Yu Qingtang was sitting in the office. There was no one near her. Yu Qingtang opened the book and took out the card from Yu Zhou. The back of the card was black, with silver and white patterns painted in the shape of a begonia flower. Very caring.

Yu Qingtang held the card between her fingers, her fingertips hanging over the trash can beside her feet, and her eyes looked elsewhere.

Her fingertips never let go.

Yu Qingtang looked down at her hand, for a long time, she bit her lower lip, slowly retracted her hand, opened the drawer, put it upside down in the innermost corner, and closed the drawer.

***

In the afternoon, seven classes of physical education.

The cicadas of midsummer quietly disappeared with the arrival of autumn. The sky was clear and the air was blowing with a comfortable wind. The seventh class lined up on the playground.

Cheng Zhanxi stood with his hands behind his back.

Counting completed.

Wu Pengdao of the Sports Committee: "Report! 50 people should be present in the seventh class, 49 people actually arrived, and 1 person asked for leave."

Cheng Zhanxi narrowed his eyes lazily and said, "Okay, back to the team."

Wu Peng stood in the last row.

Cheng Zhanxi looked up at the sun, which was not basking today, and said, "Do you want to learn something interesting?"

"Learn what?"

Cheng Zhanxi met the doubtful eyes of his classmates, raised his eyebrows, and said, "For example, dancing."

All classmates collectively: "Huh?"

Some of the classmates had their jaws falling.

The outgoing and cheerful Tong Feifei said, "Mr. Sa, you don't want us to debut as a group, do you? When is the performance? Do you need to arrange a vote?"

In the first half of this year, two talent shows exploded. The form of the program is that the trainees intensively trained, went through public performances, and finally made their debut by virtue of their popularity. For a time, "C debut" and "pick" became familiar hot words, and even more popular among young people. .

Cheng Zhanxi held his chin in one hand, thought for a moment, and said, "If you want, it's not impossible. It's still in the negotiation stage. Everyone expresses their opinions and raises their hands if you have any questions."

Everyone, look at me, I look at you, a girl raised her hand first.

Cheng Zhanxi: "You said."

"What kind of dance?"

"The dance that everyone can learn, I'll show you later."

The students exclaimed, "Wow."

Cheng Zhanxi motioned for everyone to be quiet, and the next girl said, "Is it alright if you don't have dance skills?"

"Okay, most of us dance to exercise, we don't need to dance very well and be standard." Cheng Zhanxi blinked and said a benefit that girls care about most, "You can lose weight."

The girls, no matter how tall, short, fat or thin, all had their eyes lighted, and the whispering voices suddenly became louder.

Regarding Cheng Zhanxi's figure, they have discussed many times in private. Last time, Teacher Cheng wore a white T. It was windy that day, and the light fabric was attached to the body. They seemed to see the vague outline of the abdominal muscles and the muscle lines of the arms. It is even more visible to the naked eye. The legs are long and the waist is thin, and the natural clothes rack is the body that most girls dream of compared to the thin bamboo poles and chopstick legs.

Some boys are eager to try.

At this time, a boy stammered and said: "Teacher, you can't teach that kind of... enchanting, right?"

Cheng Zhanxi nodded her chin and said, "Can't boys dance enchanting dances? Or are you afraid of other people's strange eyes?" She said sternly, "No one stipulates that boys can't be enchanting and girls can't be handsome, just do what you like. What to do."

The boy was not persuaded, and the rest of the male classmates were a little hesitant.

Cheng Zhanxi: "After you finish watching, you can choose whether you want to learn from me or not. It's not compulsory. If you don't want to dance, you can continue to play basketball and football. I still say that, the purpose is to exercise, not necessarily to dance. "

There are problems one after another.

After Cheng Zhanxi answered one by one, he put the small bluetooth speaker he brought on the ground and connected it with his mobile phone.

...

Other classes in the gym in the gym were running, playing ball, buying snacks, and resting, and suddenly they heard a burst of exclamation not far away.

Several senior students sat on the steps next to the flag-raising platform, squinting to look at the crowded place.

"What's going on there?"

"I don't know." The boy who answered took a sip of water and looked in the direction of the voice, "Let's go to gym class."

"What nonsense!" The boy who was talking at the beginning raised his hand and glanced at his head, "Don't you have music class if you don't have gym class?"

"You guys don't talk yet!" Another student pricked up his ears and listened, "It seems that there is really music."

The first boy to speak, the one who asked to drink water, hummed two words from his nose, and said lazily, "Look, what are you doing?"

The boy drinking water threw the water bottle to his classmate and walked towards the crowd of people not far away.

The students in Class 7 were originally standing in line, but soon the movement here attracted students from other classes who were watching, so they spontaneously formed a circle and occupied the best viewing position.

The boy who drank water came back after a few minutes, his whole face flushed with excitement, and said, "Someone is dancing!"

"The child is so pitiful, he has never seen dancing when he grows up." Someone rubbed his head lovingly.

"No, no!" The male student drinking water said quickly, "There is a teacher dancing!"

"Male and female?"

"female."

"Is this kind of dance?" One of the boys stood up, twisted his waist very enchantingly, put his hands on his hips, and walked a few steps with his legs crossed, which made the other boys laugh.

"No, no!" The male classmate who drank water retorted even more excitedly, "It's the same dance as Brother Wen's." kind!"

He seemed to be still in shock just now, his eyes straightened: "This guy, bah, this teacher is so handsome that my legs are weak."

...

The seven classmates who watched the whole process were already dumbfounded.

Cheng Zhanxi had just finished a vigorous dance, her cheeks were flushed from the vigorous exercise, she gasped lightly, and after a few seconds, walked to the side to pick up the phone and turned off the music.

She turned around and wondered, "Why don't you talk?"

Tong Feifei's face was even redder than Cheng Zhanxi's after strenuous exercise, her eyes were frantic, she was a fan girl, and suddenly screamed "ah" with her face in her hands.

This is like an infectious disease, and it spreads to the group of girls in the class at once. In the Internet age, star-chasing girls can't do anything else, screaming one after another, and the screams one after another instantly drowned Cheng Zhanxi.

The boys were relatively restrained, but clenched their fists tightly, looking for resonance in each other's eyes.

The entire playground became a groundhog meeting site, and the rest of the students cast curious and scrutinized eyes.

Cheng Zhanxi: "Stop!"

Cheng Zhanxi: "You just can't learn dance, do you want to learn?"

All the classmates shouted: "Think!"

The memory of teenage high school students is still at the peak, they can learn everything quickly, and their limbs are relatively soft. Cheng Zhanxi turned on the music and danced it with him first to get a general impression, and then pick out the students with dance skills. , let them stand in front of the other classmates, and she herself stands in the front.

"We're starting the dismantling now."

It is unrealistic to want to learn a dance in one class or even a few classes, and the difficulty of this dance is not low, but as Cheng Zhanxi said, exercise is the main thing, and it doesn't matter if you dance well or not. , after all, do not debut. On the contrary, the enthusiasm of the students is relatively high, and they want to make their movements more accurate as much as possible. They want to dance as powerfully as Cheng Zhanxi, and they are so handsome that they burst!

The first is always the most enthusiastic.

"Teacher Sa, do you think I'm doing this right?"

"Teacher Sa..."

"Teacher Sa..."

Cheng Zhanxi was busy in the student team, and students from other classes were watching passionately eating melons, and the exchanges were in full swing.

"Who is this teacher? Why haven't you met?"

"There are so many teachers in our school, and I have never seen many."

"But she's a woman. How many female PE teachers are there in our school?"

"Aaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaah"

"The one on the motorcycle!"

"Yes! It's her!"

"What is she doing?"

"It seems to teach everyone to dance?"

"Damn! How come I never met such a PE teacher!"

...

When the get out of class bell rang, the students in Class 7 were stunned for a moment.

"Why did you end get out of class so soon?"

"I still have a few moves that I can't do."

"Ah? You only have a few moves that you can't do, and I only have a few moves!"

"Hahahahahaha."

Cheng Zhanxi didn't ask his classmates to line up, but said directly, "Disband!"

"Goodbye Mr. Sa."

"Goodbye, classmate Sa."

"Mr. Sa, are you still practicing in the next class?"

"Practice, practice until you don't want to practice."

"Hahahaha, as long as you take us with you, we won't want to practice."

"Do you like dancing or do you like me?"

"I like them all. Teacher Cheng is the best."

"You're great too." Cheng Zhanxi raised his hand, bent over and gave a high-five to the girl who was talking.

The students were laughing and joking, and they all left one by one, with the monitor and sports committee Wu Peng still staying in place.

The monitor of the seventh class is called Li Lan. She wears a ponytail, her school uniform is neat and clean, and she is a girl with seriousness and excellence written from head to toe. Her excellence is different from that of Yu Zhou. Yu Zhou is a single-parent family and her father died unexpectedly. , lives with her mother, is a quiet and good student, she will be timid when encountering things, and will not dare to look up when she is slandered by the boy's parent last time.

Li Lan is active and outgoing, serious and responsible, and maintains the class collective. At first glance, he is a child of a harmonious family.

Cheng Zhanxi tightened the cap of the mineral water bottle and said with a gentle smile, "Do you have anything to tell me?"

Li Lan said, "Yes." She said straight to the point, "Mr. Cheng, the school will hold the autumn sports meeting at the end of next month. The tradition of No. 1 Middle School is that each class will have a talent show during the opening ceremony. "

Cheng Zhanxi raised his eyebrows.

She only heard today that Cheng Zhanxi showed interest and motioned her to continue.

Li Lan: "Didn't you teach us to dance? So we want our class to perform this dance this year."

Cheng Zhanxi can hide her excitement from her seemingly calm statement, and she also thinks that the dance performance should be amazing, but she still objectively reminded: "One month is too short, I'm afraid I can't dance so neatly. "

Li Lan explained: "It only takes half a minute to a minute, and you don't need to dance the whole song. You can send us the dance video, and we will organize everyone to practice the dance in private, and the time in class will be used up, so it should be in time. "

"That's it." Cheng Zhanxi touched his chin and pondered, "Then I will take you to see Teacher Yu. She is the head teacher. If she agrees, I will record a video for you."

Li Lan and Wu Peng looked at each other and saw helplessness in each other's eyes. Li Lan pursed his lips and said, "Okay."

Cheng Zhanxi said strangely: "Are you afraid of Teacher Yu?" The monitor is like this, what happened to Yu Qingtang?

Li Lan hesitated.

Cheng Zhanxi faked crying: "I just said that I like Teacher Cheng, and I don't even have basic trust."

"..." Li Lan said, "I'm not afraid of Teacher Yu. It's because Teacher Yu is too cold. She looks at us with no warmth in her eyes. I always feel that we are not human in her eyes."

not human? What metaphor is this?

Wu Peng said: "My grades are not very good, I can't sit still in class, and I often get distracted. Aren't teachers usually angry with our poor learning attitude? She didn't either. The tone of each speech is exactly the same. I would rather her If you scold me twice, it will make you feel better."

Cheng Zhanxi was thoughtful.

"I'll take you to Teacher Yu's office first."

Senior year group office.

Yu Qingtang was preparing for a lesson with headphones on, when the desk suddenly rang.

She raised her head and took off her earphones.

Cheng Zhanxi stood in front of her with two students, who were a little familiar.

Yu Qingtang: "Mr. Cheng?"

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Teacher Yu: The student can't remember the name for a while, so let's call the only one who remembers the medical examination report.

Teacher Cheng: Rounding up is that the two of us got married and entered the bridal chamber!