On the Best Ways to Punish a Playful Ex

Or, forget it.

Feelings of awkwardness and dislike go beyond being competitive and vengeful.

Revenge has always been within the scope of one's ability and convenience. If you set yourself up, it will take time, effort, and trouble, and it will be a turnoff. Wouldn't it be contrary to the original intention.

Hu Lai was sitting in the corner of the fourth row. With her standard eyesight, she couldn't see Teacher Shen's high-definition real face clearly through the big glasses.Every time I feel that I have to see clearly, but it is still not so interesting.

After listening to what is mental health for 15 minutes, I yawned at least ten times.

According to those standards, Hu Lai feels that he is mentally ill and can be cured.

Looking at the other students around, each of them propped their heads up, lying limply, relying on their energy and tenacious revolutionary will to listen.There are so many people who come to listen to the PPT class according to the script, it must be the teacher's scheming, and give a lot of weight to the usual.

Only that magical Wang Baobao, sitting upright, ignoring Hu Lai’s WeChat messages, listening to the class wholeheartedly, is either a sycophant or is too sick.

After countless yawns, I looked at my phone, only 10 minutes had passed.What is life like years, this is it.

Hu Lai moved his buttocks and looked around, otherwise, just slip away.What a great weekend, what can I do, I have to come here to suffer, those who know know that she wants revenge, those who don't know may think how deeply she loves Jiang Yuming.

I don't know if it sensed that she was about to run away, but just as Hu Lai looked up after packing up his things, and was about to leave, he saw a faint look from the podium.

While scanning the students, Teacher Shen continued: Primary school students’ good adaptation refers to interpersonal relationship adaptation, learning adaptation, and self-care. Middle school students’ good adaptation refers to interpersonal adaptation, learning adaptation, and adolescence adaptation. .

Hu Lai felt that the other party had locked her down. If she dared to leave, the teacher would have to stop her and ask her questions.She hadn't been a good student since she was studying, but now that her identity was exposed and her plans were affected, if it got to Jiang Yuming's ears, she felt good about herself and thought it would be too embarrassing for her not to let go.

So she took out the pencil case and notebook again, and arranged them, and Teacher Shen also looked away.

Hu Lai scolded the chicken thief several times inwardly, and swiped Weibo while lying on the table.The rigid tone of the podium remained unchanged, and after a while, he actually fell asleep.

It was a good sleep, until someone called her from the side: "It's dawn, wake up."

Hu Lai smacked his lips, and said dissatisfiedly: "Liar, the rooster hasn't crowed yet. It's dawn. Mom, let me sleep, don't make noise."

"...Wake up and go to school, I'm going to be late for class."

"Mao class, I have graduated for several years, and I have a rest on Saturday. Don't make noise, let me squint for a while."

"Maximum 5 minutes, the janitor is about to lock the door."

Five minutes later, Hu Lai felt someone pushing her, and she gave way again and again, bargaining reluctantly, "The chicken hasn't crowed yet."

After a short silence.

"Ahh~~ahhh~~ahhh~~" the voice was harsh.

Hu Lai was shocked and almost jumped up, "Mom, where did you scream..."

Before he could say the word chicken, he saw a woman with a big frame sitting in the front seat, just like Conan the Mad Witch. Seeing her wake up and staring at him dumbfounded, she pursed her lips and said, "Well, this chicken Called." After finishing speaking, he got up and walked to the podium.

Fuck it, fuck it, fuck it.

It's too embarrassing, Hu Lai wants to die, there is a hole in the ground for her to drill, or let her jump out of the window.

Except for myself and teacher Shen Zhengying, a woman with a big frame, there was no one left in the classroom. Looking at the time, it was nearly nine o'clock, and the hypnosis class should have ended long ago.

It's too fucking good to sleep.She slept so defenselessly that even her mother called out.

Not scientific.

Hu Lai seriously suspected that the woman in front of him had lowered her head.

"It's time for my class to treat insomnia?" After turning off the lights in the back row of the classroom, Shen Zhengying supported the podium, looked at her casually, and said softly, "When you wake up, pack your things quickly, and don't delay the janitor from getting off work. "

wipe.

Feeling his face was burning hot, Hu Lai quickly stuffed the things into the environmental protection bag, and touched the corner of his mouth.

Wiping it, I'm still drooling, I'm ashamed to throw it in Suzhou Creek!

Shen Zhengying saw it, and joked, "I slept soundly."

She knew her class well, if it wasn't for 50% of the total score in class, almost no one would come to listen to her, and she would not be interested in this class.But ever since this course was assigned to her, it was tacitly accepted that she had to keep taking it.

What can be done for the mental health of primary and secondary schools?The other teachers are about the same up and down, at most they have more group discussions than her.According to her idea, the teacher reads on the blackboard, the students write small papers, the attendance rate is improved, and the credits are taken. Except for the sore throat, everyone is happy.

Huanxi is also happy, anyway, every year in the selection, she does not fall into the ranks of teachers who are least popular with students.Dislike is also really disgusting, and her nickname is circulating among the students: hypnotist, who specializes in insomnia and dissatisfaction.

The nickname does not affect the job title and bonus, Shen Zhengying doesn't care, just treat it as a legend on the campus of H University.

This class was boring, and under normal circumstances there would be no one to sit in. Most of the people who came to sit in were admirers of her son Jiang Yuming, asking her to send a love letter, follow the aunt's route, or something.She would not refuse anyone who came, and gave everything to his son to let him handle it by himself.If you ask for an answer or news, I'm sorry, Mr. Shen doesn't know anything.

As soon as I entered the classroom today, I felt that the atmosphere was different from usual.There is an undercurrent surging in the silent space, and there is a hint of sweet perfume.

When Shen Zhengying saw the strange and beautiful face sitting in the corner of the fourth row, Shen Zhengying's eyes lit up, and he really felt radiant.

Throughout the class, someone looked at her from time to time.The pretty face didn't pay attention to others, and she kept staring at herself for a while, and wanted to leave early after looking at it, of course she couldn't let her just leave like that.This person was pretty good at picking up Ayako, and soon became a Sleeping Beauty.Thanks to her, the falling asleep rate in this class hit a record low.

I thought she would wake up after class, but several students walked past her, looked at her several times, and their laughter didn't wake her up.

In the course of mental health in primary and secondary schools, Shen Zhengying has seen countless sleeping faces, and there are many who are prettier than her, and it is really impossible to find one who sleeps more soundly than her.

I originally thought that I would wait for people to wake up naturally, and wait, wait, wait until everyone is gone and still not wake up.When she woke up, she was shocked. She thought she was an undergraduate student, but she was already a member of society.He couldn't possibly be her son's admirer.

Why did people from society come to her class?

supervision?examine?

Is it possible to come to the class?

Following Shen Zhengying out of the classroom, Hu Lai felt alive after taking the first breath of fresh osmanthus-flavored air.While she took a deep breath, she found that Shen Zhengying was also taking a deep breath. It seemed that she was a fan of the same sweet-scented osmanthus flavor.With the help of street lights, she was finally able to see clearly the true face behind the big framed mirror at a distance of half an arm.

Usually the son is like the mother, and the son looks strangely good-looking, so the mother should be ugly and hard to see.Moreover, the appearance of the son has to be discounted from his father's genes. In theory, Shen Zhengying should be better-looking than Jiang Yuming.But that rustic, old-fashioned dress...

Forget it.

Hu Lai said in his heart, forget it.

"What do you always look at me for?" The little girl's eyes were so straightforward and bold that it was hard not to notice them.Even though they were about the same height, they wanted to tilt their heads to look at her.The big eyes flickered, and the eyelashes fluttered accordingly, which was very playful. "A stiff neck?"

There are no pillows, so use a fart pillow.

Hu Lai ignored this sentence, looked at her again, and said, "Of course I'm looking at you out of curiosity."

"Oh." Shen Zhengying nodded and said nothing.Her voice was the same as hers, sparse and faint.

After walking a few steps, Hu Lai couldn't help it: "Aren't you curious about what I am curious about?"

"Look at me, of course you're curious about me, what else could it be?"

Hu Lai swallowed a mouthful of blood in his throat.Fortunately, Jiang Yuming is not like his mother in this respect, who can chat to death in all directions and block people to death.

"Are you a primary school teacher?" A young social person who has graduated for several years, insists on coming to listen to the mental health education in primary and secondary schools. He is curious about her. Apart from the primary school teacher, Shen Zhengying can't think of other possibilities.

"How do I look like a primary school teacher? Have you ever seen such a radiant, gentle and amiable primary school teacher!"

In Hu Lai's concept, the primary school teacher is either like her cousin, who trains students like a dog, receives red envelopes from parents every day, assigns homework in the parent group all day long, and is a fierce woman.What's more, relying on gender advantages, male free normal students who can't get into the school and can be admitted with a lower score may not be good at teaching students. The possibility of child molestation is very high, and it often appears in the social news on the homepage of her Weibo.

Shen Zhengying looked at her, and was silent for a moment, "That's right, I've never seen a primary school teacher who doesn't worry about the students and can fall asleep anytime, anywhere."

"Don't blame me for falling asleep." Hu Lai kicked the grass on the side of the road.

Shen Zhengying nodded, "That's right, the rooster didn't crow before dawn."

Shit, can you still talk properly and be friends.

The vengeful heart that was persuaded by the rustic style to retreat was burning again.

Now that chickens are mentioned, Hu Lai asked: "Mr. Shen, do you still carry screaming chickens with you? Because there are too many people sleeping, can you wake them up at any time?"

Conscience in heaven and earth, she asked this question purely out of curiosity, and did not intend to embarrass Shen Zhengying at all.

Shen Zhengying was choked by her, and felt that she had a brain twitch, so she shouldn't be so kind to let people continue to sleep, and just let the students wake her up, why are you talking so much nonsense to her.At first, I thought this little girl was very eye-catching, and she was obedient and clever when she was asleep, but who knew that she would start making troubles before her eyes were opened.I really don't know how her mother can bear it.

"Ms. Shen." Hu Lai skipped three times on the spot, almost pulling her sleeves.

Teacher Shen rolled her eyes in her heart, and after walking away from her, she took out her mobile phone and found the recording to play.

"Ah, ah, ah..."

Ups and downs, refreshing.

Absolutely, Jiang Yuming's mother has strange bones.

"Mr. Shen, this sound is good for an alarm. Mom doesn't have to worry about waking me up anymore. You can send it to me. Let's add a WeChat. If you scan me, I will scan you?" Hu Lai took out his phone and opened WeChat QR code, shook it, "Scan me."

Shen Zhengying refused without even thinking about it, "It's all available online, you can find it online. I'm very tired at work, so I'll have a good rest on weekends."

The subtext is don't come to rub the class, rubbing around is not sleeping.No need, really no need.

"It's all right, it's an accident today, next time I promise not to fall asleep."

Shen Zhengying doesn't really understand the brain circuits of young people nowadays, nor does she really want to understand, the little girl is what she says.

Her home was in a community next to H University, and the little girl followed her all the way, not looking like she was going to leave. Maybe she wanted to follow her all the way home.Almost at the back door of University H, Shen Zhengying stopped and asked, "Why are you always following me?"

"Wait for you to add a WeChat. Don't look at me falling asleep today. In fact, I am a good student who is eager to learn and make progress. I have many professional questions. I want to ask you for advice."

Shen Zhengying didn't believe a word, but under the street lamp, the little girl looking for a reason was cute.For the sake of her good looks, Shen Zhengying told her patiently: "I don't add student WeChat. If you have any questions, you can email me. The email address is on the school homepage."

It took a long time to add WeChat, Hu Lai was 1 unhappy, and forced a smile. "Okay, then I'll send you an email."