fine water

Okay, let's clean up together, the things to be cleaned up are so messy and disorderly, Wu Xie was sweating profusely, and it took more than two hours to tidy them up and clean them up again.

Wu Xie looked at the house slowly filled with stuff, stretched his waist, fell on the sofa and closed his eyes, "I'm exhausted."

Zhang Qiling finished wiping the table, put down the rag in his hand, washed his hands, turned his head and looked at his watch, walked to the sofa and touched Wu Xie's face, "Take a bath and sleep?"

Wu Xie opened his eyes and snorted, pulled Zhang Qiling's arm to get up, pushed Zhang Qiling into the bathroom together, the water was splashing.

Woke up, had breakfast, hurriedly packed up things and drove to school with Zhang Qiling. At first, I was a little dazed when I woke up and saw a strange room. Later, I got used to sleeping in the car for ten, twenty or ten minutes every day. , Life is comfortable and natural, and the last more than a month of the first half of the second semester of the sophomore year.

Wu Xie only told Fatty about the move. After hearing Wu Xie's words, Fatty was taken aback for a moment, and gave a thumbs up, "I'm stupid, you guys! Didn't find fault after school?"

Wu Xie thought for a while, "Probably not, my brother didn't say anything."

The fat man clicked "tsk tsk" twice, "Associate Professor Zhang is awesome!"

"Associate professor?" Wu Xie said "ah".

The fat man raised his eyebrows, "You don't even know your husband's details?"

Wu Xie grinned in embarrassment, and the fat man continued, "Otherwise, Lao Zhang's name would be so famous in the courtyard. Lao Zhang was still in charge of the class a few years ago, but later he was too tired and pushed it away. He only attended the class as a lecturer. Guiding graduates, doing projects and so on. Besides, the teacher in our school is not good? All kinds of BC, one one-inch photo of each person is enough to fit on a table."

Wu Xiexin said yes, Zhang Qiling's status in the courtyard should have been recognized long ago, he was too obsessed with Zhang Qiling himself but ignored these things.

The fat man thought for a while, and then said, "So naive, you are a fucking phoenix, flap your wings and smoke Lao Zhang to death with your male hormones!"

Wu Xie was taken aback for a moment, and cursed fiercely, "Fuck!"

The class in the first half of the semester is almost done, and there are still a few units left, and it will be over in about two or three weeks. I am waiting for a week of free review, two weeks of exams, and a holiday.

After finishing English one day, the teacher stood on the podium and tidied up the lesson plans and said, "I'm going on a business trip next week, so another teacher will help you with a few days of lessons." Just change the teacher, let alone a few days, even the whole semester has nothing to do with him.

It's just that I didn't expect that the person standing on the podium in English for two days turned out to be Teacher Huo.

Wu Xie habitually bowed his head and walked back when he entered the door, but was suddenly pulled by the fat man's arm, "Hey, that Teacher Huo in the outer courtyard!"

Wu Xie was shocked, and turned his head suddenly. The high-heeled shoes and long skirt were really Mr. Huo. Wu Xie suddenly felt that someone had punched him on the bridge of the nose. It was sour, sweet, bitter, and colorful in front of his eyes. .Waiting for everyone to come, class, self-introduction, the beautiful teacher is in charge, and all the engineering men are welcome as much as possible. The enthusiasm for the English class is unprecedented.

Teacher Huo leaned halfway on the lecture, his long hair slanted slightly from his shoulders, and he smiled flamboyantly, "Thank you for the welcome, students. Let's take a roll first."

After reading all the way, when Wu Xie was here, Mr. Huo raised his hand and twisted his hair, looked at Wu Xie and asked, "Is Wu Xie's programming still as good as before?"

Wu Xie was taken aback for a moment, then laughed twice, "It's average."

Someone in the class was muttering something, but Wu Xie couldn't hear clearly. He guessed that it was about the relationship between Mr. Huo and him. Wu Xie could guess, and Mr. Huo could guess it too, so he smiled and said, "Because Wu Xie is Mr. Zhang. My favorite student."

Rumors of the teacher's sexuality in the school always spread among the students extremely quickly, and almost everyone in the class didn't know about it, and immediately let out bursts of "oh~" sounds of yin and yang.

I'm stupid!Wu Xie almost couldn't hold back his curses, thinking that Mr. Huo's trick was really good.After one class, Wu Xie was almost choked to death by the grievance in his heart. When he returned home at night after class, Wu Xie was still angry. He turned to look at Zhang Qiling who was cooking in the kitchen, with the hem of his shirt tucked into his trousers , with a strong narrow waist pinched, the cuffs rolled up, revealing the muscular forearm holding a kitchen knife and chopping vegetables on the chopping board with a "boom".

This matter has nothing to do with Zhang Qiling and it seems to be inextricably linked. He naturally believes that Zhang Qiling has no friendship with Mr. Huo in private, but Mr. Huo's proud appearance really makes him uncomfortable, not to mention that the other party is indeed one of the best in the school. The beautiful teacher, the talented and beautiful students talked happily, and Wu Xie became more and more irritable when he heard it.

He tilted his head and thought for a while, then got up and went into the kitchen.Zhang Qiling didn't look back, but said in a low voice, "Go out, for fear of splashing oil."

Wu Xie ignored it, and turned her head to see Zhang Qiling was cutting tomatoes. She directly reached out and squeezed a piece from the chopping board and stuffed it into her mouth, "A substitute teacher came to the English class today, brother, guess who it is?"

Zhang Qiling "hmm" for a moment, Wu Xie continued to say, "It's Mr. Huo."

After Wu Xie finished speaking, he glanced at Zhang Qiling, who looked like he had nothing to do with me, and asked casually, "Which Teacher Huo?"

Wu Xie "ha" for a while, "It's the one who picked up Xie Ziyang's textbook earlier, Mr. Huo from the outer courtyard."

Zhang Qiling seemed to think for a while, "Yes."

Zhang Qiling calmly reassured Wu Xie, but the little tension in his heart was still not at ease, so he asked again, "Teacher Huo seems to like you a lot?"

"I don't know." Zhang Qiling didn't even tilt his head this time.

Wu Xie leaned over and took two slices of tomatoes, "She even mentioned you in class."

Zhang Qiling ignored Wu Xie, Wu Xie continued to reach out to grab food from the chopping board, "There are some classmates joking about it together."

While Wu Xie was muttering, Zhang Qiling patted the back of his hand suddenly, "If you eat any more, it will be gone." Zhang Qiling turned around and took a whole tomato from the side, washed it on the tap and handed it to Wu Xie.Wu Xie shook her head, "I want to eat sliced ​​ones, and I'll cut another one for you after I finish eating."

Zhang Qiling gave a "hmm" and turned to wash the vegetables.Wu Xie just stood by the chopping board and continued to eat tomatoes until Zhang Qiling had finished cutting them, then clapped his hands and began to slice Zhang Qiling again.Wu Xie seldom touched the knife. He pressed down on the tomato and wiped the juice all over the chopping board. Wu Xie let out a "hey", and Zhang Qiling hurried over to look at it. He reached out and turned the tomato over to reveal the knot, "Cut along it."

Wu Xie nodded, and continued to work with her head down. After cutting one and washing the other, she continued to cut. While she was concentrating on busy work, she suddenly heard Zhang Qiling say, "I will stay away from her in the future."

Wu Xie didn't react suddenly, looked up at Zhang Qiling suspiciously, and said "ah" with a smile after a long while, "Success."

However, when I was in English class again, a classmate injured his elbow while playing in physical education class. Mr. Huo saw a box of Band-Aids out of his bag, and said to the other party, "Be careful, you usually carry it in your bag." Wearing a band-aid or two, boys are afraid of being injured in sports, and girls can put it on if they hurt their feet when they wear shoes." After speaking, he raised the band-aid box in his hand.

With sharp eyes, Wu Xie vaguely saw the sign on the box and was stabbed in the heart.It looks so familiar. When Zhang Qiling applied the bite on his collarbone, it was the same box of Band-Aids. Wu Xie was curious and scanned the QR code. It was a German brand. He thought Zhang Qiling used such high-end Band-Aids.

Someone in the front row asked Mr. Huo what kind of Band-Aid he used. Mr. Huo smiled, "My family brought it to me in Germany."

Wu Xiexin said that sure enough, Mr. Huo saw that Zhang Qiling had hurt his finger and gave it to him, so it was impossible not to respond, but then he thought that Zhang Qiling hadn't been opened when he used it. If he hadn't been bitten by Zhang Qiling, Zhang Qiling wouldn't have used it. .

On the way home from get out of class, I was thinking about where the whole medicine box was moved. As soon as I got home, I rummaged through the box and took out the box of Band-Aids, and only I used one.He took the box and ran to Zhang Qiling who was preparing lessons in the study, "Brother, I threw it away!"

Zhang Qiling glanced back, was taken aback for a moment, then immediately nodded and said, "Okay."

Wu Xie threw it directly into the trash can with peace of mind, and threw it away together when she went out to throw out the trash.

In the second week, the original English teacher finally came back. Wu Xie looked at the face of the middle-aged man who had always been disgusted before, and for the first time felt that the English teacher was so handsome, so handsome that he couldn't believe it. push yourself.

The days are staggering to the end of the semester, and the class ends early, and the course that has tortured Wu Xie for a semester is finally coming to the end of the exam. Wu Xie is anxious and happy at the same time, painful and happy.

The content of the exam is the same as that of the usual class, and you still choose a theme for creation, which requires reasonable abstraction.

Wu Xie was more distressed than usual. Probably the teacher looked at the frowning face below and pointed out, "Color and perception are closely related. Students should have a reasonable imagination of color and use the correct relationship between colors to create collocations."

"When there is no way to boldly use colors, we start with the feelings of ordinary people. For example, yellow reminds us of warmth, sunshine, and even bedding that has been exposed to the sun, with the fragrance of soap and the temperature of the sun. Similar to synaesthesia in literature."

Wu Xie leaned on his arms and listened to the teacher's lecture. While imagining those scenes, he suddenly thought of Zhang Qiling from the sun-baked bedding, and couldn't help but think of Zhang Qiling.