The male god owes the debt and does not pay back the money [online game]

When Mo Yiqiao went to H University to find the classroom, Dong Yumo was still in the office of the teaching building.

Finding a seat near the front, Mo Yiqiao sat down.

Dong Yumo's class is a fixed classroom every day.

Because this course is very popular, the classroom is one of the largest and most spacious stepped classrooms in H University, and it is no problem to seat two to 300 people.

There are still 10 minutes before two o'clock, and the big classroom is basically full.At this point in time and the number of students, this shows the popularity of this course.

Of course, among so many people, some came for the content, and some came for Dong Yumo's appearance.

"Is there anyone in this seat? Huh? I saw you at the piano shop yesterday."

Before class time came, Mo Yiqiao rested his chin on one hand, waiting for his sweetheart, and then someone stood beside him.

The classroom is a large stepped classroom, and Mo Yiqiao sits on the edge of the first row of the first step, and there is an empty seat inside.

Hearing someone speak, Mo Yiqiao turned his head.

The goal is refreshing broken hair, delicate eyebrows, and cute little canine teeth.

It was the boy who called Teacher Dong in the private car yesterday.

Seeing Mo Yiqiao turn his head, Miao Mi greeted him with her small canine teeth: "Hi, my name is Miao Mi. I am a freshman in the Department of Chinese."

Mo Yiqiao stood up to make it easier for Miao Mi to go in: "Hi, my name is Mo Yiqiao. I'm a freshman in the Department of Finance, and I'm working in a piano store."

Miao Mi was very thin, and sat down on the seat next to Mo Yi Bridge nimbly, then propped her head on one hand and looked at Mo Yi Bridge: "Riding on a horse leaning against the leaning bridge?"

Mo Yiqiao sat down: "Perseverance is perseverance."

Miao Mi nodded: "Oh."

Not long after Miao Mi came in, Dong Yumo came in.

Dong Yumo dressed in a clean white shirt and straight suit trousers during class.

After entering the door from Dong Yumo, Mo Yiqiao's eyes were glued to Dong Yumo's body, and he couldn't tear it apart.

The teacher is really eye-catching, no matter how you look at it, it looks good.

"Aww, abstinence belongs to beauty, I'm going to have a nosebleed!"

"Just like Mr. Dong, the cold beauty attack is also very impressive, isn't it?"

"It's suitable for attacking and suffering? Ooooh, no, why is my beautiful teacher so good! I think what to do if I get swollen!"

"No, Teacher Dong can only be the heart of a loyal and loyal dog. We vulgar fans are not worthy of Teacher Dong."

Mo Yiqiao listened to the discussion in which the two female voices lowered their voices behind him, and squinted his eyes at the tall and handsome Dong Yumo.

Is it suitable for attacking and receiving?

Listening to the chattering discussion behind her, Miao Mi held back her notebook and covered her mouth: "Pfft, these girls are quite cute."

"Classmates, good afternoon."

After Miao Mi finished speaking, Dong Yumo, who was standing on the podium, spoke.

"Aww, I feel like my ears are pregnant."

"To tell you the truth, Mr. Dong seems to be single now. I don't know if the teacher objects to the teacher-student relationship. If not, I really want to chase after the teacher."

Listening to the indistinct conversation of the girl behind him, Mo Yiqiao rubbed his fingers as he looked at the man on stage with his own charm.

Teachers and students love?

The teacher is six or seven years older than him?

It doesn't matter, he just knows that he likes the teacher.

He liked it so much that he just heard about the teacher's past, and he felt so distressed that he wished he could cut that scum alive, wished he could turn the world upside down so that the teacher would not be hurt.

From birth to more than ten years now, he has never had such a strong emotion, never so eager to hug and comfort someone, never.

Ever since he saw that smile that broke out of a cocoon and turned into a butterfly, he has been poisoned by a poison named Dong Yumo.

Apart from liking Dong Yumo, he didn't know what else he could do.

Therefore, even if the teacher objected, he would not give up.

Two years is not enough for one year, three years is not enough for two years, and three years is not enough. He still has a lifetime.

Anyway, he is the teacher.

It is said that the eyes are the windows to the soul, and Mo Yiqiao wanted to capture Dong Yumo in his heart, so his eyes naturally showed a hint of domineering.

The flash of aggression in Mo Yiqiao's eyes was noticed by Dong Yumo. Dong Yumo, who was speaking, raised his head and looked in the direction of Mo Yiqiao.

The moment Dong Yumo looked at it, the heavy emotions in Mo Yiqiao's eyes quickly settled down, leaving only a piece of clarity.

Facing Dong Yumo's eyes, Mo Yiqiao raised the corner of his mouth slightly, revealing a shallow smile.

Seeing Dong Yumo's gaze, Miao Mi blinked, shook her hand, and smiled.

Looking at Mo Yiqiao with clear eyes, and Miao Mi with clear eyes, Dong Yumo nodded slightly.

The strangeness that flashed away just now may be just an illusion.

There was nothing abnormal, Dong Yumo looked away.

Dong Yumo, who looked away, moved his hand, and a poem appeared on the multimedia blackboard.

"What evening is this evening, the boat is in the middle of the stream.

What day is today, I have to be in the same boat with the prince.

To be ashamed and disgusting, not to be ashamed.

I was so upset that I learned of the prince.

There are trees in the mountains, and the trees have branches, and the heart is pleasing to the king, and the king does not know it. "

"Vietnamese Song"

There are wood in the mountains and branches in the wood, and the heart is happy and the king does not know.

Reading the last line of the poem in his heart, Mo Yiqiao rested his chin on his left hand and looked at Dong Yumo on the stage.

You don't know...

I like you, how can you not know?

If he doesn't even know the teacher he likes, it will take him years to catch up with the teacher.

"Teacher, some people say that this poem is an admiration for the same sex, is that true?"

When Mo Yiqiao was thinking about what kind of confession would be the most romantic, a sentence thrown out by Miao Mi suddenly made Mo Yiqiao's thoughts rattled and stopped.

Miao Mi's words of same-sex admiration not only derailed Mo Yiqiao's thoughts, but also made the whole classroom quiet.

Even the two chattering girls behind him stopped talking.

Dong Yumo looked at Miao Mi who was looking at him seriously, put down the mouse in his hand, and stood up straight: "There are two versions of this poem, and it has not been clearly recorded which of these two versions is correct."

Miao Mi scratched her head, flipped through the ancient poetry book in her hand: "Oh."

Dong Yumo looked at the ancient poetry book in Miao Mi's hand, paused and continued.

Miao Mi flipped through the book in her hand and muttered to herself, "Who annotated this book?"

Hearing Miao Mi's gnashing of teeth, Mo Yiqiao turned his head to look at the book in Miao Mi's hand.

The pages of the book are slightly yellowed, and the corners are slightly damaged. It seems that the book has been used for some time.

The annotations that Miao Mi said were the annotations written on the side of the poems with a pen, because of the long time, those words were a little faded.

Seeing Miao Mi subconsciously holding the book with her fingers, Mo Yiqiao reminded in a low voice: "The pages are damaged but not serious. It can be inferred that the owner of this book often reads and cherishes this book."

After hearing Mo Yiqiao's words, Miao Mi withdrew her hand and spread the books: "Oh."

Miao Mi was quiet, and Mo Yiqiao continued to watch his teacher.

Dong Yumo's every move is full of charm in Mo Yiqiao's view.

When Dong Yumo explained the poems and essays, he would also include the history of the time.

The purpose of bringing these is not to analyze the meaning of words and sentences like high school texts, but to let everyone know more about the stories behind the poems.

Understand an era because of a poem.

And because he understands this era, he understands this poem better. This is Dong Yumo's lesson.

Standing but lively.

During recess, Dong Yumo sat in the empty seat in the front row to rest.

Mo Yiqiao looked at Dong Yumo's back, his eyes were dark.

It was recess, and Miao Mi flipped through the book: "How do you know that the owner of the book cherishes this book? Why didn't I see it?"

Not getting an answer, Miao Mi turned to look to the side.

Turning her head, Miao Mi saw Mo Yiqiao's deep eyes.

Following Mo Yiqiao's gaze, Miao Mi narrowed her eyes and rolled her eyes: "Why? Fascinated by the teacher's demeanor?"

Mo Yiqiao withdrew his gaze, pointed at the book in Miao Mi's hand, and avoided Miao Mi's second question: "The pages of this book are damaged, so it should be read frequently. In addition, although the book is damaged, every time The pages are all flat without a single wrinkle, so it can be inferred that the owner must have been very careful when flipping through them, and after flipping through, he will carefully flatten each page."

Meeting by chance, everyone is very strange, Mo Yiqiao avoids the seriousness and ignores the trivial, so Miao Mi will naturally not pursue it deeply.

Miao Mi picked up the book and flipped through it to study: "If it's really what you said, why did its owner put it in the piano store for sale?"

Mo Yiqiao paused when he got up: "A piano shop?"

Miao Mi looked at Mo Yiqiao: "The book, I bought it at Moyuqin Store. The boss said that the books on the second floor are occasionally loaned out and sold. Huh? Do you think that when someone borrows and returns books, they take them away?" Still wrong?"

Mo Yiqiao: "Probably not."

Miao Mi stood up with the book in her arms: "No, if it's still wrong, I'll ask the teacher."

Mo Yiqiao: "..."

After class, Dong Yumo drank water and looked at the ceiling, as if he was thinking about something.

The elegant bell rang, interrupting Dong Yumo's thoughts.

Dong Yumo looked at the call, got up and went out: "Hello, vice principal."

Vice-principal: "Xiaodong, we have a new teacher of ancient poetry and prose in our school. Your class will be easier in the future. Come over after class later. You guys know each other."

Dong Yumo: "Okay." It seems that Miao Mi heard correctly.

As soon as she hung up the phone, Ye Xiaoxiao's call came: "Boom! Help me! My mother asked me to go on a blind date!"

Dong Yumo: "..."

It wasn't until the class bell rang that Ye Xiaoxiao reluctantly hung up the phone, and Dong Yumo was finally free.

A class is very fast, and it is over in the blink of an eye.After class, Dong Yumo packed up his things and went to the teaching building.

Seeing Dong Yumo leave, Miao Mi put the book in Mo Yiqiao's hand: "Student Mo, I have something urgent, and I leave it to you to ask the teacher!"

After finishing speaking, Miao Mi ran away.

Mo Yiqiao looked at the ancient poetry book in his hand and smiled.Go to see the teacher, he likes it the most.

Going out to find Dong Yumo's back, Mo Yiqiao followed with long legs.