found an ex boyfriend

Entering the classroom with the bell ringing, Gu Qingyi raised his eyebrows when he saw the students who were more than half lying down again.

"Mr. Gu, let us rest for a while." The class representative gave him a bitter expression when he came over to hold the homework, "I just didn't want to live for the math test last class."

Gu Qingyi showed a sympathetic look at the class representative, and gently put down the test paper in his hand: "Then it's time to wake up, we will take the unit test today."

Ahhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh.

The class was suddenly full of corpses, and they were crying like ghosts and howling like wolves.

The progress of the elite class is much faster than that of the general class, but the teaching progress has to be slightly uniform, so Gu Qingyi will take a few classes to give them a test, and just wait for others.

"All right, all right, I won't give grades." Qixing's habit is that all exams are ranked and registered, and the teacher handed out papers standing on the podium and asking people to come up one by one according to their rankings, "but don't give them to me. Perfunctory, otherwise some of my concepts will be copied by you."

The students at the bottom still care about this, if they don't give grades, it means that it is not an exam, and that means they come here casually, and copying concepts afterwards is nothing!

Hearing the sound of long live, Gu Qingyi smiled and handed out the paper.

Early this morning, he went to the teacher at the school's academic affairs office to explain the situation and handed in his resignation application. Finally, he received a call from the principal who was in a meeting outside.Qixing is a private school, and logically the school has no obligation to keep the teacher if the teacher resigns, but after the principal heard about this, he still wanted to keep Gu Qingyi.

After all, there are not many new teachers who can be appreciated by both students and superiors when they first come in.

Gu Qingyi's plan was to leave after finishing this semester, go out with Jiang Yuan for a while during the winter vacation, then come back to concentrate on language training, and set off when the school season starts in April.Now that the principal spoke, of course he had no reason to shirk, and he promised himself that he would give a good final result in the first year of high school before leaving.

Sitting behind the podium and looking at the students who were buried in the papers below, he smiled with his cheeks on his cheeks, and casually threw a chalk tip on a child who was peeking at the textbooks in the corner below.Seeing the boy raised his head and smiled hippie, stuck out his tongue, stuffed the engraving book back and lowered his head to write the paper again, he looked away and turned to look out the window.

The leaves of the sycamore have almost fallen.

It's almost winter.He squinted to see the sun shining through the gaps in the leaves, and a fountain pen in his hand quickly passed from thumb to pinky finger and back again.Blown by the warm air from the air conditioner, he yawned. Seeing that the students below were writing very seriously, he simply lay down on the podium with his arms pillowed, only showing a pair of light-colored eyes, his head seemed to be transparent under the sun.

The mobile phone on the table rang suddenly, causing a few white chalks around to shake and raise a small cloud of flying dust.Gu Qingyi still didn't move, and picked up the phone while laying on the podium with his face sideways, turned off the mute and swiped the screen.

It was a text message from Lu Noir.

——Tonight, start the small kitchen opposite the school, and bring your man over for dinner.

He poked a reply with his finger, put his phone in his pocket and continued to sit on his knees to watch the person below write the paper.

"Teacher, don't look at me like that. I can't hold back the unicorn arm of my phone." Near the end of get out of class, many students had already finished writing and started to be in a daze. When they looked at Gu Qingyi, a girl couldn't help but smile. Yihong complained softly.

A group of people laughed.

Gu Qingyi glared at her with feigned anger: "Taking a small canteen every time! I'm very expensive!"

"Hahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahaha." Some students who were still working hard at this time broke their skills and threw away their pens and laughed.

Gu Qingyi walked a few steps outside and leaned on the podium, waving his hands: "Come on, I'll hand it in when I'm done, I just owed you one and now I'm done after class."

The tall and thin man stood in the sun, with light-colored pupils and dark hair. When he tilted his head, he could only see the sun hitting his face, and there was a light shadow under the brow bone. The whole person seemed to be drowning in the light and shadow. Smiling for the camera.

Red lips and white teeth, elegant and elegant.

Gu Qingyi also let them go, just told them that the other class was still in class, and told them to take a rest in a low voice.I assigned my homework on the blackboard, and went to the office after finishing the collected papers.

At this time, the get out of class was not over yet, only the team leader in the office was binding the papers wearing reading glasses, and raised his eyes when he saw him coming in: "Yo."

Gu Qingyi greeted with a smile, walked to his seat, put down the paper and books, and poured a glass of water.

"If you go outside, you must read the book carefully and pay attention to your body, do you hear me?" The team leader was still fiddling with his stapler with his head down, but he was speaking to Gu Qingyi.

Gu Qingyi's heart was touched, and he put down the water glass and replied to the back of the team leader: "Yes, I know."

"I told Lu Zhe that you were leaving. You have a good relationship and let him send you off. Others, I won't make trouble for you." The stapler in the group leader's hand seemed to be working again, Pulled a stack of papers beside him and started binding.

Nodding, Gu Qingyi couldn't even say a word this time.

Looking down at the textbook that he had used for four years, he couldn't help feeling a little bit reluctant.When he opened the book, there were his notes and annotations, the sticky notes and guide slips were in a mess, and the pages of the book were turned over with rough edges.

He once thought that this would be his life.

Touching his nose with a bit of regret, he picked up the lunch box Jiang Yuan brought and walked towards the door, intending to heat it up before taking it back for dinner.

"My daughter-in-law is very skilled, she's really virtuous." The team leader was still ordering papers, and seeing him carrying a small cloth bag to go out again, he shook his head and smacked his mouth, "My wife did it for me back then."

Gu Qingyi stumbled, but took it smoothly: "Well, it's quite virtuous."

Over there at home.

The virtuous Jiang Yuan just took out two bags of instant noodles from the cupboard, touched his nose and opened his mouth and sneezed on Pan Wei who was opposite.

"I'll go to your uncle and spray my face with saliva!" Pan Wei was doing his hair with the hairspray that Jiang Yuan had exploited from Lu Zhe two days ago. He wanted to visit Jiang Yuan's cooking progress, but in the end he was confused. face drool.

"What are you doing blocking my way?" Jiang Yuan was also a little embarrassed, blushing and elbowed away from Pan Wei, and picked up the freshly boiled water to make noodles.

Pan Wei squatted back in front of the computer with an angry face, rubbed his nose, pulled a tissue and wiped his face vigorously, opened his eyes and continued to stare at the constantly miraculously transmitted photos and materials on the screen.

Originally, I wanted to come to city b to take a tour of the scenic spots, eat special dishes and see the little beauty.

In the end, it was all right.Just staring at Jiang Yuan's big face all day long, this garbage thing doesn't even cook for himself. After more than a dozen rounds of guessing, the two of them couldn't decide who would go to get the takeaway. In the end, Jiang Yuan actually He also intends to use sex to soothe his wounded heart.

Still the spicy taste he hates.

Sniffing hard, Pan Wei threw away the dead mobile phone next to him, hugged the computer, and started flipping through the records one by one from bottom to top.

The people he notified late last night went to follow Jiang Yuan's mother, and they also went immediately, following the shift until now, and came to tell him that there was no abnormality.

Pan Wei couldn't hold back his anger and immediately scolded him, nonsense, now she is a career woman, got up early and joined the company, and now she hasn't even had lunch, what shocking news do you want to shoot!

After typing a lot of characters, he fell hard on the computer screen. Pan Wei took the instant noodle bowl handed over by Jiang Yuan, forked a large piece and stuffed it into his mouth: "I'm so mad."

"Come on." Jiang Yuan also squatted next to him eating instant noodles in a disfigured manner. The two of them looked like reform-through-labor prisoners on the left and right, staring at a head of hair like a chicken coop, their eyes dull.

"Thank you for your hard work. I'll treat you to dinner after this time." Jiang Yuan took a mouthful of noodles, chewed them, and pushed Pan Wei next to him.

"You know I hate things like this the most." Pan Wei's mouth was red from the heat, and his eyes turned red when he looked closely.

Cheating or something, it's really fucking shameless.

Jiang Yuan knew what he was thinking, and grabbed the man's neck and rubbed his hair vigorously: "Okay, okay, don't think about it. Your appointment with Jiang's people is tomorrow, right? Let's go shopping for clothes at night. "

"That's fine, I'll swipe your card!" Pan Wei put down the instant noodle bowl, raised his sleeve and wiped his nose, "I just saw the new style of S."

...Jiang Yuan continued to show concern for mentally handicapped children, and nodded.

But the plans of the two were quickly disrupted by a text message from Gu Qingyi.

——Lu Zhe asked us to eat, you take Pan Wei and come to our school.

Pan Wei leaned over and looked at the text message: "Forget it, I can't go."

Jiang Yuan turned his head and gave him a blank look: "Hey, when did your master suddenly become self-aware. Come on, change your clothes and take a bath, and pick up your wife!"

With that said, he kicked open the two computers on the ground, and hopped into the room to get a change of clothes.

Qixing school gate, 55:[-].

Because of the construction at the gate of the school, Qixing adopts a high-end staggered school dismissal style - high school at 05:30, high school at [-]:[-], high school at [-]:[-].If it's not late, don't open the door.

When Gu Qingyi squeezed out among a group of children carrying schoolbags looking for their mothers, he saw Jiang Yuan and Pan Wei from a long distance away.

One is leaning on a Cayenne, the other is leaning on a Maserati, wearing sunglasses with a collar turned up, but both are coquettish and take up extra space.

He thought so, but the little girl behind him didn't seem to think so.

Most of the first-year students knew him, and when they saw him walking out of the school gate with them, many little girls came to his side.Ask the constellation to find out if he has a girlfriend, and there are those who want to stand and compare his height with him. In short, basically every one of them is preventing him from walking to the school gate.

But anyway, the door of the school hasn't opened yet, so Gu Qingyi can let them make trouble.A group of big and tall people in front blocked the uncle in the security room from seeing, so he, a teacher, could only stand with them and wait for the door to open.

"Wow, look, ahhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh!" A little girl yelled behind him, which made his brain ache, "The door, the door! God, I'm going to pass out! Ahhhhhhhhh!"

A stone stirred up a thousand waves.

When Pan Wei found that there were countless mobile phone cameras protruding through an iron fence, he was a little dumbfounded: "What kind of posture is this?"

Walking the red carpet?

Jiang Yuan was very calm, and pushed his sunglasses: "Gu Qingyi's support group, probably."