[Sharp and benevolent teacher] The son is unparalleled

50 Shanboying Terrace

When Liu Aotian left, all the people in the courtyard came to see him off. We knew that the reunion was short, but we had to say goodbye after a long distance. Liu Aotian changed a lot in the days he spent with the students, and the students learned from him also benefited from it. lifelong.

After Mr. Liu left, everyone was devastated, sleepy in class and no one listened carefully, and no one cared about the students being bullied. Seeing these phenomena, the supervisor and the teacher were helpless.

"Mr. Liu has left, and the school's teachers are even more nervous. Where are we going to find a newcomer in the short term, so we need to make some adjustments in personnel..." Liu Yishou said.

"Let me take charge of the martial arts class. After being Mr. Liu's assistant for so long, I should also take responsibility after he leaves."

"Let me be in charge of liberal arts." Nie Wenxing suggested.

"I'll also help Mr. Nie, and now the rhythm class is on the right track." Everyone scrambled to share, and Cheng Mo naturally wouldn't stand idly by.

"But we still lack a school doctor. As you know, the school's funds are always so tight, and there is no extra money to hire someone..."

Supervisor Liu faltered about the difficulties of the college, and Nie Wenxing immediately answered: "Nie is not talented, why not let me take the temporary post as the school doctor."

"That's great! Mr. Nie is really in my heart. Then we can tide over the difficulties together, and I believe the college will regain its strength." Liu Yishou stroked his beard and felt very relieved to see the confidence of these gentlemen. It couldn't be better to spend a penny and solve the problem of teachers perfectly.

Murong Yue went home to recuperate for a few days, and finally returned to the college. Xue Jiahui was naturally very happy. The male students cheered up when they saw her return to school, and tried their best to show their best side in front of her. Since Mr. Liu left, they could hear Lang Lang again morning reading.

Taking advantage of Murong Yue's return, Supervisor Liu summoned everyone to announce that he would organize students to rehearse "Liang Shanbo and Zhu Yingtai" in the near future, and the heroine had already been selected, so Murong Yue would play Zhu Yingtai and Liang Shanbo. The best one will be selected from among the male students on a certain day.

Liu Yishou attaches great importance to this event, because more than half of the dignitaries and dignitaries will be present to watch the event, and the tea fee for these people means a large amount of income.To increase income and reduce expenditure, he allocated very limited funds for this event, which once made several gentlemen frown. It is difficult to do anything with such a small amount of money. However, the college has had many troubles recently, so they have to grit their teeth to get through the trough.

After the task was assigned, the students and the gentlemen divided the labor and cooperated in an orderly manner. Cheng Mo and Lu Yunfei were in charge of purchasing clothes, Nie Wenxing was in charge of preparing props, and the boys were busy reciting Liang Shanbo's lines, striving for the only one who could face Murong Yue. Opportunity to play, and the girls...

Liu Yaoyao was restless all day long, Xue Jiahui thought she was unhappy because Murong Yue got the role of Zhu Yingtai, and wanted to go to enlighten her when she was free, but who knew that she accidentally bumped into her talking with Mr. Nie in the courtyard.

"Everyone is busy in the front yard, what are the two of them doing here alone?" Xue Jiahui thought it would be unkind to eavesdrop on someone, and originally planned to avoid her, but they each avoided her without saying a word.

What happened to them, Xue Jiahui became more and more suspicious. After Nie Wenxing left, she went to the market with Liu Yaoyao to buy props, and found some random topics to chat along the way.

"Yaoyao, you were there when Xiaoyue was injured. Did you notice anything suspicious at the time? At first I thought the man in black was a Turkic dead soldier, but then I realized that it was not. The more I thought about it, the more suspicious I became. They didn't seem to want to hurt me. , seems to be aimed at Xiaoyue." Xue Jiahui seemed to say it casually, but in fact she wanted to find out the identity of the man in black, and her intuition told her that Liu Yaoyao must know something in it, and she seemed to be better than Murong Yue, the injured person. Also afraid of recalling the circumstances of the assassination that day.

"Ah? I don't know anything. Murong Yue was injured to protect me. I was so scared that I couldn't remember anything."

Sure enough, Liu Yaoyao was very alert when she heard it. She tried her best to conceal her shock and tried to respond to this question easily, but Xue Jiahui caught the subtle changes in it. She must remember that the frightened eyes betrayed her. What could it be?

Unable to find out the result, Xue Jiahui had no choice but to give up and follow Liu Yaoyao to buy, worrying all the way.

Who knew that Liu Yaoyao suddenly asked her on the way back: "Jiahui, are you confident that you can beat the man in black that day?"

Xue Jiahui shook her head: "Although she is a woman, she always moves and avoids. If I try my best, I may not be able to win her."

"Then..." Hearing this, Liu Yaoyao's face darkened again.

Xue Jiahui said with a silly smile: "Don't worry, although I am not good at learning, I will do my best to protect you."

"Can you really do it?"

"Of course!" Xue Jiahui patted her chest confidently, and winked at the small vendors on the street. Since she stepped out of Hongwen Academy, she has recognized two Xue family guards along the way. It is true that she is not good at learning, but It is safe enough for them to go to the market under the covert protection of many people.

When Liu Yaoyao returned to the academy with trepidation, Xue Jiahui was relieved, which made her nervous. She was really afraid of encountering some assassin on the way, but Wu Tianbao dragged her away as soon as she returned to the dining hall to sit down.

"Oh, help, help, I'm really going to die this time!"

Xue Jiahui had "assassin" and "assassination" flying around in her head a few hours ago, she was frightened when she heard him say that, and hurriedly said: "What happened!"

"It's a big deal!" Wu Tianbao couldn't help but dragged him away, and Xue Jiahui trotted to keep up.

"This is the big thing you said?!"

"Tomorrow is the audition. Datong needs to find someone to play against. If you think it's a big deal, you are the only one around us who can do it." Wu Tianbao replied confidently.

"Brother Hui used to be very happy to call me, but now you all remember that I am a girl~~" Xue Jiahui put one hand on her hip, scolding them like the aunts at the market. "On weekdays, I mostly read scripts, and I don't know how to act at all."

"Then?" Wu Tianbao quietly exchanged glances with Fan Datong, Fan Datong coughed a few times, and said: "When I get anxious, I tend to talk nonsense. Mr. Nie asked me to go to the library to help him sort out books at night. At that time, if you say something that shouldn't be said, you really can't blame me."

Xue Jiahui gritted her teeth and said reluctantly, "Just act."

The mention of Mr. Nie and the library can make Xue Jiahui change her mind immediately. Wu Tianbao and Song Wenwen glanced at each other, sighing secretly, she must be afraid of being punished, tsk tsk tsk, Mr. Nie's punishment is really deterrent.

Xue Jiahui folded her arms and said, "Let's get started, don't dawdle." She read Liang Zhu's story again not long ago, and she can remember the lines in it.

"Brother Liang, forget about me."

"Forget, how can I forget, how do you want me to vomit..." Before finishing the sentence, Fan Datong felt nauseous again.

Xue Jiahui rolled his eyes at him, and continued: "Forget everything from the beginning to the end, just pretend that we have never entered the Nishan Academy... Hahahaha!"

"Then I don't want to vomit either..." Fan Datong clutched his chest before finishing his sentence, trying not to really vomit.

"Hahaha, these lines are really nasty, but you don't want to vomit." Xue Jiahui finally couldn't help laughing. She first saw Fan Datong's face turn red and then purple, and then slapped his chest.

"Hey, why is Datong still like this? We thought we could have a good show with a girl, but..." Wu Tianbao shook his head repeatedly.

"It turns out he's been throwing up all afternoon, hahaha!"

Fan Datong vomited with the wooden barrel in his arms, finally recovered and said: "It's too disgusting to say these love words in front of so many people, I can't do it."

"You didn't say so many nasty things. I still remember that time when we were punished for carrying the water basin after setting up the classroom." Xue Jiahui reminded angrily.

Wu Tianbao quietly pushed Xue Jiahui, telling her not to continue, and said: "Do it again, have confidence, Datong."

Fan Datong still didn't get better after repeating it many times, what's worse, Xue Jiahui also felt a little nauseous.

"Tianbao, I really can't do it anymore, why don't you guys practice with him, and let me slow down for a while." Xue Jiahui fanned the wind with her hands. This pair of scenes was more tiring than chopping wood and fetching water for a long time.

"Jiahui, go and rest, I'll help with the play, I just listened to it for so long, no matter who's lines are familiar."

"Okay!" Xue Jiahui almost forgot that Song Wenwen is also a girl and fits Liang Zhu's story, so she urged them to practice quickly.

Song Wenwen started after a little preparation, Xue Jiahui and Wu Tianbao watched from the sidelines.

"Brother Liang, forget about me."

"Forget, how can I forget, how do you want me to forget."

"Forget about me from the beginning to the end, just pretend that we have never entered the academy..."

Fan Datong's performance was very devoted, there was no laughing place, and Song Wenwen's performance was not inferior, completely integrated into the characters, with tears in their eyes, pouring out their hearts, as if they were the fateful mandarin ducks who had experienced ups and downs together.

"It's so touching!" Wu Tianbao applauded.

"I believe that Datong will definitely win tomorrow." Xue Jiahui wiped away her tears quietly. They performed so well, and they brought back the lingering and affectionate feelings of both flying through the ages and thousands of lives.

Xue Jiahui didn't go back to the dormitory directly, and stood alone in the small building by the lake. She was still immersed in the plot, and her sadness came from it. She had read Liang Zhu's story many times but never touched her like this.

"Are you still feeling the story of Liang Zhu? Everyone in the world says that only one pair of Liang Zhu can be turned into a butterfly among about 1000 million people. But this is the feeling of others, so don't indulge too much."

Xue Jiahui looked up at the person, and smiled reassuringly: "Mr. Nie is right, love is always described so poignantly in the scriptures, but in reality, it is not so common for a man to have three wives and four concubines. "

Nie Wenxing shook his head slightly, and said: "Zhu Yingtai has the opportunity to recover her identity and be with Liang Shanbo, but it's a pity that Ma Wencai took the lead and beat the mandarin ducks with a club. Some people can't be like them from the beginning, and they don't even have a wish. "

"Huh? It sounds worse than Liang Zhu."

Nie Wenxing nodded silently and looked down at her with a complicated expression, but Xue Jiahui was so focused on which story in the script it was, she didn't notice it at all.

The author has something to say: come to the front without words, and share a glass of water with you.There is a strong meaning in the clear, and the intoxication flows out of the bottom of my heart.Regardless of injustice or fate, silently talk about butterfly dreams.Return you this life, this life, this life and the past life, both of you will fly through thousands of lives. ——"Blessings of Love"

What Mr. Nie said was quoted from Li Bihua's "Rouge Button"