stay away from that sick girl

The steps to solve this question are very complicated. Even if you really know how to do it, you will inevitably fall into contemplation in the office.

You are so engrossed in the problem that you don't notice the teacher standing up suddenly, taking off his suit jacket and hanging it on the back of the chair.

He is walking towards you step by step.

And you only have this difficult question in your eyes.

Your competitive spirit was completely aroused by this topic, and your dignity was at stake, so your attention was completely focused on this topic, to the point where you turned a deaf ear.

The teacher on the side came to you, but you didn't pay attention. You thought he was just watching your thinking and steps in solving the problem, but you didn't know that, in fact, his eyes were focused on your face, waist, and legs.

He licks you with greedy eyes.

The teacher's eyes are actually completely different from those of his elder brother, Zhuma.

The way they look at you is inevitable, and everyone feels that you are their property.

But the teacher is a complete outsider. Before today, he didn't even talk to you.

To be precise, it's just your one-sidedness, and you haven't spoken to him.

You don't know, every time the teacher is in class, holding up the pointer and slapping the blackboard, all he thinks about is your snow-white skin.

Every time you ask a question, the template of the question in your heart is asked towards you.

Even the guidelines for class are formulated according to your weak points.

You think that the teacher's side is a paradise where you can avoid the eyes of your classmates.

But you don't know that even the sensible teacher in suit and leather shoes is watching you secretly.

Every piece of your homework is treasured by him.

This is his only chance to collect something that smells of you.

The only chance that was snatched from the bamboo horse.

How could such a teacher not know that this question was actually taught by Zhuma?

Of course he knows that Zhuma, like him, prefers to instill something that belongs to them into your head little by little, rather than destroying you.

This is a kind of spiritual encroachment.

Therefore, he called you here today just for a game.

A game of either adult or benevolent.

He knew that if he lost the game today, he would definitely lose more than just his job.

But he is willing to use his life to gamble on this once-in-a-lifetime opportunity.

You feel that you have come to a breakthrough in this topic.

Only a little bit, it can be completely solved!

At this moment, you suddenly feel a fiery touch on your shoulder.

You look up - it's the teacher.

His eyes are focusing on your test paper, and you understand that he is watching your problem-solving process.

Probably because the test paper is far away from him, he will support your shoulders.

You relax and feel a little funny about yourself.

You are now very sensitive to any physical contact, because everyone who touches you will eventually become the same as that driver-but after all, not everyone in the world is perverted.

You don't have to care so much, the physical contact between men is nothing more than normal.

Reassuring yourself so much, you re-enter the topic.

The author says:

The teacher is cannon fodder ~ don't zqsg him