The music class was taken over again

Only then did Qiao Zheng realize that she actually didn't know Teacher Yan, her alma mater, her circle of friends, her hobbies, and whether her first love was still there.

When she sees the protagonist in the novel, when she has a person in her heart, she will go crazy and want to know everything about the other person. For example, girls want to know the sports that boys like, what size of sneakers they wear, and so on.

"Then...then why did you teach mathematics? Mathematics takes a lot of brains."

Yan Ze's brows relaxed, and he smiled a little: "Because all the chemistry professors in our university are bald."

"..."

Qiao Zheng said: "You don't understand, girls don't get bald."

Yan Ze showed a rare narrow expression on his face: "Let me just talk about it, in fact, I have passed the certificates of two subjects. After working, the school lacks mathematics teachers, so I teach mathematics."

Qiao Zheng wanted to ask more questions, but Teacher Yan's gaze had already drifted away. She looked into the distance like this, and her eyes fell on a place a hundred meters away. People couldn't bear to disturb her. Qiao Zheng swallowed her words again. went back.

The sun gradually rose to the middle of the sky. Like a little eunuch, Wang Chuan came over from time to time to show his hospitality. Seeing the sun shining on Goddess Qiao's delicate and fair skin, he gave Qiao Zheng a sun umbrella.

"The sun is so bright, teacher, your skin is so good, don't get sunburned."

Miejue Shitai squeezed through the sun umbrella without smiling, and covered herself and Qiao Zheng under the umbrella.

Wang Chuan smiled embarrassingly.

"Borrowing flowers to offer Buddha." Yan Ze sneered.

It turned out that this parasol belonged to Zhou Xiu. Xueba even brought notes to study at the sports meeting, because reading in the sun is not good for the eyes, so she brought a parasol.

At this moment, her neck was sore from studying, and she didn't need this umbrella for the time being, so Wang Chuan borrowed it.

Yan Ze said to Wang Chuan, "Call Zhou Xiu here."

After Wang Chuan passed on the message, Zhou Xiu sat next to the head teacher with the notes, and didn't care what the head teacher wanted to do with her. Instead, she spread out the notes and asked the teacher questions.

Qiaozheng listened to Zhou Xiu's mouth talking about asking for guidance twice and asking for guidance three times, she was confused.

Teacher Yan took Zhou Xiu's notes and read them meticulously.

In order to make the notebook with a white background less hurtful to the eyes, Yan Ze moved the sun umbrella towards Zhou Xiu, creating a shadow.

Qiao Zheng kept squeezing under the umbrella, like a little mouse looking for shelter, with her head resting on Teacher Yan's shoulder.

She heard Teacher Yan pat Zhou Xiu's head lightly, with that reproachful yet reluctant expression.

"You even made low-level mistakes. Your idea of ​​solving the problem is not wrong, but if you look at this function yourself, did you get the domain of definition wrong?"

When Zhou Xiu saw it, he suddenly realized, and yelled, "Oh, I'm very sorry, she frowned, her face was very unhappy, and her heart was in pain.

Wang Chuan, Su Qi and others were envious and jealous. If they got the definition wrong, the head teacher would have been punished.

"Of course, your mistake doesn't affect the overall problem-solving thinking. It's true that you will lose some points. It's a pity."

Needless to say, class teacher Zhou Xiu was also beating her chest and feet, her heart ached so much, this girl just likes to make things difficult for herself, and she would be depressed for days if she made a small mistake.

"I said you, just relax at the sports meeting, you don't have to work so hard."

Qiao Zheng really admired Zhou Xiu, she might not be happy to study while sitting in the classroom, let alone at the sports meeting in full swing.

Of course, if her homeroom teacher is Teacher Yan, then she is afraid that Tsinghua University and Peking University will rob her.

Qiao Zheng was daydreaming passionately.

But she finally knew one thing, that is, Teacher Yan likes to learn well.

But she's 25 or [-], so it's not too late to transform into a top student.

She smiled and said to Zhou Xiu: "Zhou Xiu, can I read your notes."

Zhou Xiu was stunned for a moment, and said shyly, "Oh, my writing is messy, do you want to read it, teacher?"

Xueba is really humble.

"It's up to you to see." Qiao Zheng happily took it.

Yan Ze's eyes followed Qiao Zheng's hand, as if she was holding blue and white porcelain from the Song Dynasty in her hand. She stared at Qiao Zheng and said, "Don't let anyone break it."

Qiaozheng flipped through a few pages, but she didn't know anything except the collection questions. All the knowledge points seemed familiar to her.

Qiaozheng thought, chemistry is easier than mathematics.

"Oh, Zhou Xiu, did you bring your chemistry notes?"

Qiao Zheng was very friendly among the children, and Zhou Xiu also smiled happily: "Teacher, why do you want my notes to read?"

Qiao Zheng said, "Zhou Xiu, why are you studying so well?"

Yan Ze glanced at her indifferently: "Why are you so poor at studying? In turn, it is the answer to your question just now."

Zhou Xiu was a little shy. She took the notes and hurried back to her seat.

However, Teacher Yan didn't cover Qiao Zheng's head with the sun umbrella again. She might have forgotten and held it up on her own.

Qiao Zheng bent down and drilled nimbly, and his head got into a soft thing.

She felt comfortable, and instinctively wanted to arch again. After realizing what it was, her whole body became red like an apple.

Teacher Yan shook her body and dropped the umbrella in her hand.

When she lowered her head, she could only see a section of the back of her fair neck, and in a flash, the whiteness disappeared.

Qiao Zheng raised her head with a blushing face, and hurried to catch the umbrella that fell on the ground.

She raised the umbrella and covered the two of them in a small shade, as if they were the only ones left in the whole world.

"Pick a sliver of the morning sun, dye the flag hunting in the red wind, pick up a wisp of cloud, and turn it into white snow on the field. When you start, you are ready to go. When you are running, you are burning with all your might. At the moment of sprinting, with faith, persistence and glory, you become the fireworks that bloom in the day..."

The host was reading the manuscript, and the voice was so passionate that even if it wasn't him who was stepping on the field, he still seemed to be in it.

"Next is the men's 400m final..."

Athletes take their positions on the starting line and make a starting posture.

Chang Jiangyu from the class shouted: "There is Zhou Xin from our class, that Su Qi, you tall ones, hold up the banner, Wang Chuan..."

Wang Chuan raised the loudspeaker to show that he was ready.

With a bang of the starting gun, the athletes rushed out.

If there are no athletes in their own class, everyone will watch the fun while eating snacks. If there are, then cheer up.

Zhou Xin took the lead, and when he ran over, Wang Chuan yelled into the loudspeaker: "Zhou Xin!"

"Fuck, the switch is not turned on!"

No one cared that Wang Chuan was shouting in vain, the sound of "come on" overwhelmed everything, like the tide, one wave after another.

Qiao Zheng also shouted with the students: "Come on!"

"Zhou Xin!"

"come on!"

"Zhou Xin!"

"Teacher Yan, I like you!"

Qiao Zheng shouted out what was in her heart.

Her voice was caught in countless passionate shouts, and no one could hear what she said.

As for Yan Ze, although she didn't make a sound, her ears were filled with applause. She vaguely discerned a discordant voice from the overwhelming applause.

It seemed that someone was calling her, but she couldn't hear behind her.

I could only see the red banner shaking behind me, the big golden characters jumping, and everyone was cheering for Zhou Xin to win the championship.

Qiao Zheng's face was shining with a strange brilliance, and she was looking at herself with a burning smile.