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"This question...is too easy." Mu Qingyang looked at the questions on the test paper, and then at the girl who came to ask him the question, "I will give you all the conditions, you can just substitute the formula, the most basic question .”

The girl stared at Mu Qingyang's face in a nympho, and Mu Qingyang tapped twice on the podium to bring her back to her senses. She also glanced at the topic, and it was obvious that she just took a random one just to get in touch with Mu Qingyang. Asked the question, never looked at it before.Because that topic is really... easy.

The girl blushed.

Mu Qingyang couldn't help laughing, and patted the girl on the head recklessly, "Think more next time."

Whether it's the topic or the routine of talking to Mu Qingyang.

After dismissing the female classmates, Mu Qingyang stretched and went outside the corridor to breathe.Now when get out of class is over, a group of boys are outside the corridor, chatting about this girl and that game, Mu Qingyang is not close to them, but their voices are not low.

The phone vibrated in his pocket, Mu Qingyang leaned on the corridor, took out his phone and looked, it was Wencheng.

Gong Feijun: Muxiao fans, the master is here to turn over your cards.

Liu Qiqi also said two hours ago: the master has been very busy these two months.

Mu Qingyang looked at the private message interface expressionlessly.

Yes, very busy, so busy that I turned his cards.

Yinglu_Shangyang: The great god manages all kinds of opportunities every day, and he can still turn cards.

Seeing Mu Qingyang's reply, Wen Cheng chuckled lightly with a "puchi", but he didn't laugh for long, his stomach pain forced his smile down again.

Gong Feijun: You are the only one who has the honor.

The students standing in the hallway with Teacher Mu were under a lot of pressure.

Because Mr. Mu stared at the phone with a very... um... kind of... the feeling that someone is going to be unlucky.

Firefly Law_Shang Yang: Hate (ノω

"Ha——" Wen Cheng let out a long breath, wanted to laugh but couldn't.

Mu Qingyang always surprises him.

When the takeaway was delivered, Wen Cheng rummaged through the bag while replying to Mu Qingyang.

Gong Feijun: I just love your shy look.

Gong Feijun: Do you want supper?

Mu Qingyang was a little sluggish.

Firefly Law_Shang Yang: Huh?

Gongfeijun: [picture]

Wencheng posted a picture, two dishes and one soup, all of which are quite beautiful.

Mu Qingyang, who only ate the cafeteria food for dinner, felt hungry immediately.

Mu Qingyang gritted his teeth, turned his attention away from the food, and saw the computer and the blue desk entering the camera.

Wen Cheng was not at home.

Looks really busy.

Yinglu_Shangyang: If you eat the food of the Great God, your life will be shortened, so don’t dare.

Mu Qingyang glanced at the time, and estimated that there was still 1 minute left for class.

Yinglu_Shangyang: Goodbye, God, I'm going to class.

Wen Cheng was scalded by the soup.

Gong Feijun: Are you... in class?

Mu Qingyang smiled.

Yinglu_Shangyang: The younger one just turned [-] this year, and is a freshman in high school.

If Mu Qingyang said that he was a college student, Wen Cheng would be skeptical.If Mu Qingyang told him that he had just turned sixteen and was a freshman in high school, Wencheng would not believe him even if he was beaten to death.

Thinking that Mu Qingyang was an excuse for not wanting to talk to him, he replied.

Gong Feijun: You don’t look like a good student either.

Gong Feijun: It’s hard for the master to turn over the cards. You should not hesitate to chat with me in class and play on your mobile phone to pass, Mu Xiaofan.

The school bell rings.

Mu Qingyang followed the students into the classroom, the collected test papers were piled up on the podium, and they all used to copy homework in the last class of evening self-study, so it was extraordinarily quiet.Mu Qingyang, he...really replied to Wencheng even when he was in class and playing with his mobile phone.

Yinglu_Shangyang: Our teacher is terrible.

Gong Feijun: That's because he hasn't been beaten by you until he can't get out of bed for three days.

Mu Qingyang put away the phone.

Mu Qingyang casually took two papers to correct, and after correcting, he calmed down and took out his phone again.

Wencheng's message was a few minutes ago.

Gong Feijun: Pfft, you ignored me again, are you angry?Fan baby?

Gong Feijun: The god is wrong, Muxiao fans come back?

Mu Qingyang completely ignored this and replied extremely professionally.

Yinglu_Shangyang: Just now the old class came.

Wencheng returned in seconds.

Gong Feijun: Oh, it seems that you are very experienced in playing with mobile phones in class.

Yinglu_Shangyang: Come to think of it, the previous experience was all for one day chatting with the master in class.

Gong Feijun: One as a reward. [love]

Firefly Law_Shang Yang: Great God...

Gong Feijun: Huh?

Yinglu_Shangyang: I always wanted to ask...

Wencheng has a premonition, but is happy to jump into it.

Gong Feijun: ...Huh?

Firefly Law_Shang Yang: Are you a fan?

Wencheng reacted very quickly.

Gong Feijun: I only fucked you.

"Boom!"

The whole class looked up.

I saw the usually gentle and elegant pastor teacher with a vein on his forehead, and his hand hammering the table was on the test paper.

The squad leader asked tremblingly, "What... what's wrong? Teacher Mu?"

"It's nothing, my hands are slippery." Mu Qingyang's tone was as usual, and he smiled and drew two test papers in front of him.

How far do you have to slide to punch hard on the table... All the students looked at each other, wondering whose answer was so bad that Teacher Mu couldn't help but get mad.

After Wen Cheng finished his fast food, he glanced at his phone. Mu Qingyang didn't reply anymore, he was probably angry.

Hey, what should I do, Wen Cheng felt that if Mu Qingyang continued to be so funny, he would fall in love with Mu Qingyang.

Wen Cheng kissed the phone screen, "Oh, cute baby Mu."

Someone who had already entered the state of changing the test paper suddenly trembled.

After eating the hot meal, Wencheng's stomachache eased a lot, and he was in a happy mood. Work and the cold keyboard were no longer as difficult as before. Wencheng poured out the cold coffee in the coffee cup and re-brewed it. Put a glass on the table and re-enter the state.

Chat this kind of thing, once there is a second time.

On Saturday morning, students' self-study time.

Mu Qingyang was worried about the rowdy kids in Class Nine, and couldn't stand being in the same room with Teacher Luo for a long time, so he simply went to the class to inspect.

The news from Wencheng arrived just as Mu Qingyang was halfway there.

Gong Feijun: Little Mu fans, the master is bored, tell him a joke.

Mu Qingyang's fingertips hit the screen very loudly.

Firefly Law_Shangyang: The public is not the king.

Wen Cheng is a smart man, and replied.

Gong Feijun: I asked you to tell jokes, not myths.

Mu Qingyang didn't reply.

Wencheng's Weibo is particularly concerned, but there is an extra message.

@芝律_尚阳: Damn, mentally retarded.

Wen Cheng clicked the likes to express that he saw it, and Mu Qingyang's replies followed one after another.

Yinglu_Shangyang: People smile from the bottom of their hearts when they think of the Great God, so it's a joke.

Gong Feijun: You are a joke to me.

Ha ha.

Mu Qingyang found that his poisonous tongue didn't work at all in Wencheng.

Fuck it.

Yinglu_Shangyang: [Cute] So touched!

Yinglu_Shangyang: But I can’t chat with the master anymore. I’m studying by myself, and I have a lot of homework. [Wronged]

Gong Feijun: Then you must work hard. (^ω^)

Mu Qingyang angrily turned off the Weibo interface, trying to calm himself down by imagining the magnificent sea in the documentary.

Come on your grandma! !

Obviously he started it, but why is the ending completely different from what he thought? !

Wen Cheng happily put down his phone, took a sip of coffee and went to work. Seeing the screen full of French, Wen Cheng felt a faint pain in his stomach.

Mu Qingyang put away his mobile phone, glanced casually into the class window, and saw a female student with tall books, and he could clearly see the red earphone cable next to her ear from behind.Mu Qingyang didn't want to interfere at first, but just as he turned around, he saw the dean coming from the class behind him, studying the students in the class while walking. If this continues, this female student will definitely be arrested.

Mu Qingyang sighed helplessly, and went to work.

Saturday morning self-study teachers rarely come, especially ordinary classes.Mu Qingyang's sudden arrival made everyone feel a little...subtle.Together, they recalled the horror when human beings were dominated back then... Bah, they remembered the test paper that made Teacher Mu slap the table in anger.

Mu Qingyang pointed at the female classmate sitting in the corner.

The female classmate tore off the earphones and put them in her pocket when Mu Qingyang came in. Mu Qingyang pointed at her like that, she lost her soul, and pointed at herself blankly to confirm.

Mu Qingyang nodded.

The female classmate's face was ashen, and she followed Mu Qingyang out.

The teaching director saw this scene in his eyes, gave Mu Qingyang a look of approval, and didn't bother, and walked straight through class nine.

Mu Qingyang sighed again, he really wanted to light a cigarette now.

"Give me the phone." Mu Qingyang tapped his hand on the edge of the corridor.

The female classmate was reluctant to let go: "Mr. Mu, I won't do it next time."

"I'll return it to you when school is over," Mu Qingyang snorted impatiently, "I have to show off to the director, or you won't be able to get this phone until the end of this semester."

The gray eyes of the female classmate lit up instantly, and her whole body was full of admiration: "I knew that Teacher Mu is the best!" Saying that, she actively handed the mobile phone and earphones to Mu Qingyang.

"I remember what you said, I won't do it next time," Mu Qingyang took the phone over and said calmly, "If I'm found again next time, I'll just throw it down from the third floor."

The female classmate nodded repeatedly.

Mu Qingyang waved her hand and released her, "Go back."

"Yes!" The female classmate saluted Mu Qingyang standardly, and went back refreshed.

Hey.

Looking at her back, Mu Qingyang felt very old.

Young is so good.

As for the female classmate who entered the classroom...

"Ah!" the female classmate murmured, "I forgot to turn off the music! Shit!"

Her deskmate came over and asked, "What did you hear just now?"

The female classmate didn't answer, and fell down on the table in frustration, "I hope Teacher Mu is not interested and just shut down the phone... Otherwise, my good image in front of him will be ruined..."

Mu Qingyang admitted.

He had already prepared for this day.

However, when he heard his voice from the mobile phone he collected, he still couldn't help but spray.

The female classmate listened to "Love Must Be You" by him and Xiao Yi. In it, he and Xiao Yi are a pair of brothers.

"I'm sorry..." Mu Qingyang's voice was low and sad in the earphones, with a trembling ending, "I'm sorry...I want to love you too...but you are my...brother."

Mu Qingyang had goosebumps, and quickly pressed the next song.

At first glance, the female students are in the circle, or in the professional circle.Everything in his song became "Temptation" which he sang together with Wen Cheng. He sang this song several times, and he realized it just by listening to the prelude. Mu Qingyang half-evaded and half-curiously ordered the next song.

This prelude is somewhat familiar.

Mu Qingyang glanced at the screen and found that he was really familiar with this song.

It is "Heating" by Leslie Cheung, a song he once liked very much.

The singer... is not a gentleman.

To be honest, even if the people around him liked Wen Cheng as a "great god", and Xiao Yi even said "you don't like the great god because you haven't heard his songs", Mu Qingyang didn't have any curiosity Get in touch with Wencheng's works.So his impression of Wencheng's singing level has always been when they collaborated on "Temptation", but the impression was not very deep, because at that time he had been focusing on controlling himself.

Wen Cheng's voice is not as deep and hoarse as Leslie Cheung's, but he can capture the feeling of depravity and longing for redemption in the song very well. Every sentence is like an invisible net, which can constrict and pinch people's hearts.To put it in the words of the girls, Wen Cheng’s voice is the receiver’s tone, and his singing is more lingering than Leslie Cheung’s, giving people a sense of entangled despair and confusion, as if there is really nothing to rely on.As a big fan of the original singer, Mu Qingyang can’t tell which version is better between Leslie Cheung and Wen Cheng, because there is no comparison at all. The "Heating" sung by the two has a completely different feeling. As a cover singer, Wen Cheng is very capricious I sang this song with my own experience.

"We can survive by clinging to each other, even in the vast sea of ​​people, we will sink."

When the trembling voice of the last sentence fell, Mu Qingyang came back to his senses.

He actually finished listening to a song.

It was still sung by Wencheng.

Or take his student's mobile phone.

Mu Qingyang finally realized the responsibility of being a teacher, unplugged the earphones, and turned off the mobile phone of the female classmate.

Mu Qingyang thought for a while, took out his phone, and clicked on Wen Cheng's profile picture.

Wencheng's Weibo dynamics can be said to be high-cold, except for activities and work releases, there are no superfluous dynamics.

Mu Qingyang wanted to continue to slide down, but he slipped his hand and clicked on the private chat, Wencheng's sentence "then you must work hard" was still hanging on it, and Mu Qingyang's anger that had just rested burst out again.

He admitted that Wencheng could indeed be called a great god.

But he was sure and certain that he didn't like Wencheng, not because he hadn't heard his songs.