tenderness is impossible

In May, gardenias bloom, and the breeze blows, bringing a rich fragrance, which is refreshing and makes people sing.However, the old students who have been smelling it for four years don't have that kind of mood. What they show is reluctance, which means that graduation is just around the corner.

The third-year students of the College of Education were arranged to go to various schools in the city for internships. The night before the internship, He Jingyu also helped Lu Zhongyao choose suitable clothes. It was no longer a mentally handicapped traffic light, which was gratifying.

In a blink of an eye, it has been almost three years since I graduated from high school, and I never thought that one day I would stand in a high school classroom in a different way.Looking at those green and immature faces and the piles of exercise books always makes people sigh.

At that time, the seats were fixed, and you could see the person you wanted to see in a blink of an eye; at that time, ordering take-out was a sneaky game of wits with the school; at that time, picking up soap was really just picking up soap.

A terrifying voice came from the classroom.

"Just like you foolish dogs, read shitty books, go back if you don't want to read them, don't waste your money here, dare to come out before you do well, don't you think your life is too long, today I will show you sandbags big fist..."

Lu Zhongyao cursed loudly, and a math book was thrown heavily on the podium, and the pen that was hit was instantly smashed and splashed.All the students were silent and shivering, not daring to vent their anger.

He Jingyu hurried in and grabbed Lu Zhongyao, fearing that he would not be able to restrain himself from slandering the students.

"Ah Jing, don't pull me, I will kill this bastard today."

He Jingyu whispered into his ear, "Calm down, I'll vent your anger tonight."

"you……"

Lu Zhongyao didn't expect He Jingyu to be so bold, and he didn't know how to be angry for a while, so he reluctantly followed him back to the office.

Walking out of the classroom, He Jingyu lowered his face and said coldly: "Don't be so impulsive all the time, you're a teacher now, it's wrong to speak foul words and hit people with your hands, do you just want to fight with people like that?"

"I see. Fortunately, I have you. Don't be angry."

"What am I angry about is none of my business."

Knowing that he was worried about himself, Lu Zhongyao felt a little happy in his heart, thinking about taking him to have a good meal after get off work.

Entering the office, the two sat in their respective places to rest without speaking.

He Wenwen, who also had several books in the class, took the math book back to Lu Zhongyao, grabbed his hand and said guiltily, "Your hand is fine. If I hadn't changed classes with you, your hand wouldn't have been injured."

Lu Zhongyao withdrew his hand and said nonchalantly, "It's a small matter, even the teacher in charge of that class can't control it. How can you control it? You should let me, the little overlord of the West District, rule over them."

Ban Hua took out a hand cream and gave it to him: "This 502 may be hard to get rid of, you can apply it to moisturize your hands, then I'll go first."

Lu Zhongyao turned his head to meet He Jingyu's eyes as black as a deep pool, looking at him quietly without any warmth.

"What happened to your hand?"

"It's just a student who smeared water on the writing pen. It's okay. People on earth can't hurt me."

In order to show his credibility, he raised his hand and scratched the air a few times like a cat, indicating that he was fine.

But the index finger and middle finger clearly had a piece of skin stuck together and could not be separated.

He Jingyu snorted, and immersed himself in writing the lesson plan, every letter he typed was full of anger and annoyance.

Why didn't I notice, why did I still blame and criticize him, I didn't know anything, why didn't I ask him why he suddenly became angry, I just thought that he would hurt others, but I never thought about how wronged and sad he felt.

The writing force of the pen penetrates the back of the paper.

After the afternoon class, it wasn't just the students who were liberated. The teacher stroked his hair to make sure his hair was still there.

Lu Zhongyao rolled out the bicycle and let He Jingyu get on it.

"Come on, it's just you, the duck hand, I'll give you a ride."

Sensing the low air pressure around He Jingyu, Lu Zhongyao decided to follow him and sit on the back seat with his long legs.

He Jingyu held the front of the car and stepped on the pedal, feeling a little nervous, afraid that it would not be able to move it all at once.

"You fasten your seat belt."

Lu Zhongyao cooperated with the action of fastening his seat belt, sliding his hands from his shoulders to his waist on the other side.

"I'm done."

He Jingyu poked his waist: "The seat belt is here."

When Lu Zhongyao put his paws on his waist, He Jingyu, who had been sullen for a day, couldn't help but raise the corners of his mouth, and set off on the bike. The bike wobbled at the beginning, but then stabilized and moved forward in a straight line.

It's just that Lu Zhongyao, who disturbed the spring water, still hasn't stabilized his accelerated heartbeat. This goblin is so fucking provocative.The big old man instantly emptied his blood tank and became shy.

In fact, He Jingyu usually has an abstinent appearance, and he can't see the fluctuations on his face when encountering anything, but every move is full of teasing.

After riding more than halfway, the speed gradually slowed down.

"You are struggling, get out of the car and replace me."

"No, I can ride."

"If you don't stop, I'll jump out of the car."

"No, if you want to take the bus, someone will give you your seat. If you want to jump off the bus, I will ride away by myself and sell your car."

Unable to resist He Jingyu, Lu Zhongyao asked him to hold on to the front of the car and let go of his feet.

"What do you mean, I don't understand."

"You spread your feet like in bed."

He Jingyu told him to be normal, but he opened his feet obediently.

Lu Zhongyao raised his foot and stepped on the pedal.

The car started to shake unsteadily again, and He Jingyu, who was startled, immediately controlled the front of the car, but it was still crooked. Fortunately, there were not many people on this road.

"Mr. Lu, what are you doing?"

"Mr. He, sit still and don't worry."

He Jingyu put his feet on the car and had a thrilling journey. It felt like riding a roller coaster, tense and exciting, but also very fun. He quickly grasped the direction and felt like a duck to water.

The two laughed heartily along the wind, their laughter was hearty and clear, and they passed through the crowded snack street outside the school amidst the jingling of car bells, their bodies were full of fragrance.

If Lu Zhongyao, who rode a tricycle, was a dude, now he is a king playing games with beauties.

A new day has begun, another day full of fighting power.

After 10 minutes of class, a classmate sneaked in through the back door, thinking that He Jingyu didn't see it, and secretly delighted.

This person is a glue-painted scum, just because Lu Zhongyao said that you skipped classes and played games to delay your studies, how could He Jingyu let him go.

"Hey, our classmate Wei Qin is back, and the Internet cafe is still full of fun. Do you dare to play a game with your teacher, and the winner will be determined in one game."

The students present were in an uproar and couldn't believe their ears. A teacher openly proposed to play games with the students in class, which was unheard of, and instantly exploded.

If you don't fight, you are not Chinese. Wei Qin, the MVP king, is not afraid of challenges, and said proudly: "Come here, if you lose, I will be exempted from my Chinese homework."

"Okay, you lost, I make a reasonable request to you."

Everyone began to worry about Mr. He, fearing that his death would be too tragic. After all, Wei Qin was a man who claimed to be going to the world competition.

Without alerting Lu Zhongyao, He Jingyu brought Zhang Mingyu and his own laptop and asked Wei Qin to choose.

In terms of configuration, Zhang Mingyu's is naturally better, but Wei Qin chose He Jingyu's, so that both of them have similar familiarity with computers.

Opening the game interface, Wei Qin was dumbfounded, why it was all in foreign language, and he couldn't understand it at all, "What kind of crap, switch the mode back for me."

"I'm also in English mode, I can cut it myself if I have the ability."

Seeing English all over the screen, Wei Qin's head hurts. He couldn't figure out what was which, and he refused to look down and ask his classmates for help.

The progress bar is loaded and the PVP starts.

Although the control keys have been kept in mind, and the map is nothing more than this one, but after all, it is not as handy as before.Just like when you go to school, even though you have walked that road no less than a hundred times, one day the surrounding buildings all turned into Egyptian pyramids, and everyone was a little confused, unable to distinguish north from south, and even began to doubt life.

At the end of the game, He Jingyu won.Wei Qin's face was dark, but he rolled his eyes vigorously.

"Xiao Wei, it doesn't matter if your English is a bit weaker, at least when you fight with foreigners, you won't understand even if you are scolded."

Everyone laughed, how could the face-saving Wei Qin endure such humiliation.

"You're playing a rogue, but I don't accept it, and I have the feeling to fight again."

Wei Qin has already found the menu to set the language, and the moment it is switched to Chinese is the feeling of home.

Zhang Mingyu on the side yelled: "Teacher He said that the winner will be determined in one round, so if you don't agree, fight me."

Wei Qin was anxious to save face, and he didn't pay attention to this disheveled teacher, so he agreed without saying a word.

When Zhang Mingyu saw the ID of the other party, the flames of war were raging. What a "God rewards the diligent". Last month, a customer also called "Heaven rewards the diligent", cheated himself of a g film. Today, I am Zhang Mingyu, selling the film "Little Prince" , the people are good teachers, and they must act for the heavens.

He measured his heart rate with a certain meter bracelet on his wrist, adjusted his mentality and turned grief and anger into strength, and slashed enemies in the game without leaving a single piece of armor behind.

Unexpectedly, Zhang Mingyu was usually a bitch, but when he played the game, his whole expression changed, it was the kind of cruel and contemptuous expression that didn't take anyone seriously.The computer is his own, and he uses it with ease. His hands are surprisingly fast, but he doesn't panic at all. There is an absolute murderous look in the depths of his eyes, and occasionally a subtle sarcasm can be seen from the corners of his mouth.

Wei Qin, who was too conceited, lost the opportunity in a moment of carelessness, was crushed and retreated steadily, and did not even have a chance to fight back, so he ran away in a hurry.

Voices praising Zhang Mingyu's operation of Tianxiu came one after another, constantly exclaiming, nice.

Finally, let us send a cool song to Wei Qin.

This guy really steals the spotlight, He Jingyu looks at Zhang Mingyu with admiration today.

This time it was really not as good as others, Wei Qin was convinced, he looked at He Jingyu: "Mr. He, what do you want me to do, delete the account or uninstall the game?"

Anyway, if the account is gone, you can recreate it, and if the game is skewed, you can download it again, what can you do.

He Jingyu raised his drooping eyelids and said, "I want you to solemnly apologize to Teacher Lu."

"Huh? That's it?"

"You can have a dream and work hard to become a professional player, but you can't use indiscriminate means to hurt others. E-sports is open and aboveboard."

Yes, e-sports is aboveboard. It has been criticized by countless people, not recognized, and named as "cancer", and now it has become the 78th official sports competition.It tells us that competitive players can also use their youth and blood to win glory for the country and win their own glory.

Wei Qinmo, after a long time he said: "Understood, I will apologize. I will also study English hard to let them know that the Chinese team is awesome."

Lu Zhongyao never thought that Wei Qin would come to apologize to him, and the appointment was almost the same, so he was a little at a loss, he patted Wei Qin on the back: "It's okay, you still have a little bit of desire to survive, next time you mess with me. Me, I'll be gentle."

Wei Qin felt his back was burning, and asked weakly, "How gentle?"

"Your parents still recognize the kind."

"Excuse me." Wei Qin quickly evacuated.

I don't know if this child was lucky or unlucky to have these teachers in his school days?