Back in high school, I attacked my rival

There is a girl named Yan Jiajia in the Liberal Arts Innovation Class, who is the wife he will marry in the future.

He didn't even know that Yan Jiajia was in the same high school as him before.

Yan Jiajia is his first love, but sadly he is not Yan Jiajia's.First love means a lot to everyone, because the person Yan Jiajia will cheat on in the future is his first love, He Zhixiu.

He had already found out that Yan Jiajia was not in love at this time, and there was no such person as He Zhixiu in the school.

So he had to transfer to the liberal arts class, to prevent other people from taking advantage of it, and to start by the way, as early as possible.

Zhou Aoqing had a panoramic view of his expression, a woman's sixth sense was indeed accurate, the cub he raised for 17 years was about to fly.

Zhao Deyou put the teacup heavily on the table, never expecting this reason, he thought that learning gods are lonely and noble, and puppy love is impossible, not to mention Jie Qingyang, a boring gourd who only knows how to study.

"No, mom, I don't have time for that." Thinking about being the god of learning in Nangao now, Jie Qingyang's tone became a little presumptuous, "It's because I'm a bit tired of studying science, and I get full marks every time, and I want to challenge liberal arts .Our school’s liberal arts performance has not been ideal, and I want to change the status quo.”

Turning around first, as for the grades are not that important, he now sees those children who regard their grades as their lives and study hard every day. Apart from admiration, they feel distressed. He can't predict the future of others, but he has figured out his own.

Knowing one's family background, returning home to inherit the family business at the age of 20 is almost a mix of a college diploma, and it doesn't make much difference whether you have passed the college entrance examination or not.

But the wife must be firmly in his hands. If the wife does not cheat, he will not be anxious, or even lose control of his emotions. Parents will not be in a car accident because they are worried about rushing from the distant United States. After all, the wife can’t Cheating.

It's all the fault of the male vixen, who still came here to act as a demon after breaking up for so long, and the plot of a girl's first love is especially important for him to understand.

Zhao Deyou's complexion changed drastically, his flesh was stretched into a straight line, and he stood up and slammed the table, as if he was about to strike in the next second.

The two people on the opposite side were shocked.

"Jie Qingyang, do you really think you know everything? Are you too proud and conceited! I really don't see it at ordinary times, ah, the tone is not young at such a young age, let me tell you, the school's liberal arts scores are not ideal because we have always been serious. Literally ignores literature, and those who study literature are those with poor brains and no future, so you should give me up as soon as possible!"

Listen to what kind of nonsense this is, revealing 1 dissatisfaction and shit in Qingyang's heart, all the words that are devoid of conscience come to his lips, ready to come out.

Unexpectedly, Zhou Aoqing took the lead and used his lion voice without any disguise: "What are you yelling about?! Is it louder than your voice? Don't think I'm afraid of you. What's wrong with my son? My son is proud of his strength, so why don't you let him say it?" Is it? And why is my brain not so good at studying liberal arts? My mother is from a liberal arts background, no worse than you." She was worse than you, and the words were on the verge of her mouth, and she quickly turned around, "No worse than the child you gave birth to. Your son has my son. Great, this is the gene of liberal arts students. No matter what age you still have the concept of subject discrimination, spread it to see how you are a teacher." "No, I don't mean to discriminate!"

"I don't mean to discriminate? Just now who said that those who study liberal arts are not very smart and have no future!" Zhou Aoqing approached step by step, "My son is going to study liberal arts! Don't explain anything, I will transfer to liberal arts today Class! I don't want my child to have such a class teacher."

In the end, she dragged Jie Qingyang who was in a dazed state and walked out. After thinking about it, she turned around and said sharply: "My child will not show up in the liberal arts class tomorrow, so I will go directly to the principal!"

The two left the school office and came to Tuzhi Avenue. This road leads directly to all the teaching buildings, as well as the dormitories and the cafeteria.

There was a lot of fine sweat on Zhou Aoqing's forehead, the turban was too hot, and the curly hair was probably stuffy, and he had to do another nursing when he came back. When he first came here, he wanted to stretch out his hand a few times, but he resisted it.

She maintains her ladylike image, "Say it, son, which girl do you like, don't pretend, I really didn't see you have such courage before, alas, the power of love is really great, it turned my son into a You don’t even know each other anymore,” Jie Qingyang immediately hugged Zhou Aoqing, pecked at his face twice, he wanted to do this a long time ago, but he didn’t dare because of the presence of outsiders, he wished to just rely on her, thinking of the mother of the world After passing away, he felt a sharp pain in his heart. Fortunately, he was reborn, and he could change.

"I didn't see you being so enthusiastic when I sent you the pre-exam meal two days ago. What's wrong, I just fell in love with a little girl and I got it wrong. Don't be shy. Mom can understand that you are in love. You can't grasp it. Don't be shy, mom." I am more open than you think, much more open-minded, I can accept anything,” Jie Qingyang is 17 years old and already 1.8 meters three, bending over and leaning on the shoulder of 1.6 meters Erzhou Aoqing, it looks like a wooden stake hanging on the shoulder from a distance On the crumbling pole, Liangzi didn't care, but Liangzi suddenly wanted to act like a baby, so, "Mom, mom, my good mother, I miss you so much," "No, son, what's wrong with you today? Are you crazy?! Let go of your hand , Strangled me to death. You are not in love with some abnormal person, is it that cute Chinese teacher? I read an article last time saying that most boys have fantasies about their female teachers , I said, why is there no fantasy in front of my eyes every day?" "Mom, mother, good mother," the 1.8-meter tall man suddenly turned into a free fish, swimming wantonly in the broad embrace of maternal love.

The more Zhou Aoqing thought about it, the more something was wrong, the more something was wrong, the fire that just didn't go down became more and more intense, he raised his hand and slapped Jie Qingyang on the head.

"mom!"

Jie Qingyang watched sadly and aggrieved.

Zhou Aoqing's eyes ignited raging fire, pointing and cursing, "What teacher, I'm going to settle accounts with her now! Jie Qingyang, you're doomed too, this time I, I won't tolerate you anymore!"

Jie Qingyang took his good mother's hand and said with a smile: "There are no teachers, get out of class will be over soon, the liberal arts innovation class is near the administrative building, the girl I like is Yan Jiajia, every day

In the second class, I will take the little sisters to the toilet in the administrative building, and I will show you later. "

"..."

Zhou Aoqing was a little unnatural, he didn't know where to put his hands, this... This is her son, who really fell in love with a puppy, was fascinated by women, and his temperament changed drastically.

I just had a glimmer of illusion completely wiped out.

"Son, how long have you been together?" Zhou Aoqing looked at him obsessively, and felt restless in his heart.

"No," "? What do you mean?"

"I haven't started chasing him yet, we're not together, I just fell in love. Here, Mom, here we come," Zhou Aoqing followed his gaze to catch a glimpse of a figure.

Her straight black hair was waist-length, blown by the wind, and she was suddenly full of charm. Her tall figure was dressed in a blue and white school uniform, pure and agile.

The shallow mud vortex when he smiles is very cute.

This is an all-round girl who is both beautiful and cute, and it is more than she can bear.

"Mom, how does your son look?"

Zhou Aoqing stared until Yan Jiajia disappeared at the end of the first floor, and sighed deeply, "Mom is going to learn swimming right now."

"what?"

Zhou Aoqing didn't answer, but stared straight at it, as if he was going to stare at a hole.

"Mom, don't you have any other feelings? For example, you just think she is an eyesore? Her appearance is not in your aesthetic standards, and there is still something for her, a vase or something?"

The more Jie Qingyang said, Zhou Aoqing panicked more and more, but no, these words were bouncing back and forth in his mind, and he almost had to say it.

She said guiltyly: "No, no, she looks pretty good, but she is still, I don't know enough about her family." By the way, there is also a younger brother, who should be eight years old now. He is in the second grade of elementary school. His grades are very good. If there is no accident, he should be the top three in the class every time, and he has a bright future..."

"Stop, stop," Zhou Aoqing directly covered his mouth with his hands, "You just fell in love with me, I believe you said you live in her house now, my God, you are so crazy my son," Jie Qing Yang pushed her hand away, "No, good mother, I also found out about it. Students are well-informed. If you like someone, you have to know. Although her family is not very good, she is good at learning. Anyway, I am very good. Like her, Mom, and I'm sure you will too."

"I don't mean to discriminate. From the perspective of bystanders, children raised in single-parent families have some problems. Now you are blinded by love and can't think about it. I know it. Forget it. Forget it. You still Xiao, let you enjoy the beauty of campus love first, but don’t affect your grades! Next time you dare to hand in a blank paper, you go back to the science class.” Jieqing Yangkuang nodded: “Okay, Mom. I know you are the best. It hurts me the most," "Be normal, please."

"Come on, let's go to the liberal arts innovation class. I will be in that class from now on."