Back in high school, I attacked my rival

"Come and sleep," He Zhixiu patted the empty space next to him, "Come here."

Jie Qingyang took off his shoes, stripped off his pajamas, put on his underpants and crawled over, got into bed, his movements were quick and nimble, not messy at all, but he tripped over He Zhixiu's long legs halfway, as if on purpose.

It can be considered that he has fallen asleep, but the whole person's mental state is still in a state of excitement. He turned his head quietly, and there was only a bedside lamp in the room, emitting a faint yellow light, and the other party's white and cold face also showed A little softer.

A gully was automatically created between the two of them, and no one would cross it, just like what was agreed in advance, they had an incomparable understanding.

Watched for about 10 minutes.

"Teacher He," he called carefully and softly.

There was a long silence, everyone thought the other party was asleep, and then heard: "What's the matter?"

"I can't sleep." Jie Qingyang sighed secretly.

He Zhixiu opened his eyes, turned sideways, and the two of them looked at each other formally, their eyes fell on the prickly face, and asked softly, "Aren't you used to it?"

"No, I have something on my mind." He lowered his eyes, feeling very lonely.

"Let me hear it."

Jie Qingyang was secretly delighted, so he dragged out the whole matter of Chai Zi, and took advantage of the situation to tell his plan.He Zhixiu didn't speak for a while after listening, just looked at him quietly.

Didn't you agree? I didn't ask him to pay for it. There's no reason. You can get a good reputation by doing a little bit of effort. Such a good thing can only happen when you meet yourself.He wanted to move, but the bed was so big that he couldn't let him roll freely, his hands and feet were itchy.

"Teacher He, if you don't want to, I can only find someone else."

He Zhixiu narrowed his eyes, still examining him, "I'm not unwilling, I'm just thinking about a question."

"What's the problem? Let me listen." Jie Qingyang imitated his tone.

"You are only 16 years old, how could you come up with such a bold idea. You are quite thoughtful, and you have thought of everything, you," the distance is so close, no matter how you communicate, there is an indescribable intimacy.He Zhixiu moved his hands under the quilt.

"Only after experiencing it, can you know the hardships. Look at me, I went to the hospital with a cold after two days of rain, and those takeaway guys don't care at all, and they have to run away even if there is hail and a knife. "Single," Jie Qingyang told He Zhixiu with his fingers about the bitter days of the wind and rain for more than ten days, "I also saw a father take his ten-year-old son to take out food that day. On his birthday, I ate a bucket of instant noodles for him, and I didn’t dare to take a second look at that scene.” When I’m older, I can’t watch that kind of scene.

"Oh, and Chai Zi is even worse, he doesn't even have a father, so I think that meeting me may be the greatest luck and blessing in his life." A little bit.

He stroked Jie Qingyang's soft hair with his hands.

This makes it even more intimate.

"Promise me, Teacher He," Jie Qingyang chased after the victory, bombarded with sugar-coated shells, "Mr. He is an honest gentleman at first glance, with a good image and good temperament. He is a gentle veteran cadre wherever he goes. If you show up, he will definitely be a gentleman." Believe it is true, we do good deeds to accumulate virtue for the next generation, what a perfect way to kill two birds with one stone."

"Okay, nothing wrong."

"Then it's settled like this, I can't go back on my word!" Jie Qingyang was a little excited, wanting to move but thought it wasn't his own bed, and the hand on his head seemed to have magical power, suppressing the prehistoric power in his body, I can only obediently surrender.

"I'm like the type to go back on my word?"

"It's not like, Mr. He is the best person." Jie Qingyang turned into He Zhixiu's little fan in a blink of an eye, boasting all the time.

Compared with the previous vicious expression, today's is too abnormal, He Zhixiu casually withdrew his hand: "Well, I have nothing else on my mind, I'll go to bed if I don't, it's late," "But, I," "Don't be so , Tomorrow, be obedient."

"That's fine." Jie Qingyang saw that He Zhixiu had turned around and closed his eyes, so he held back everything.

Compared with himself half/naked, He Zhixiu wore a close-fitting pajamas, made of silk, which looked especially silky.I didn't treat him as an outsider, but he saw him as an outsider. Alas, Jie Qingyang smacked his lips in dissatisfaction, then turned around silently.The two had their backs to each other, but he was facing the wall.

Maybe when he really went back to the time when he was young and didn't know what to worry about, he closed his eyes and fell asleep.

At 05:30 the next day, Jie Qingyang was woken up from the warm bed by He Zhixiu.

"Get up and have breakfast."

Jie Qingyang opened his eyes to see the neatly dressed He Zhixiu with a kind look on his face.

"Teacher He," he suddenly remembered that the two of them slept together last night, so he didn't recognize the bed at all, so his mother told him yesterday, if he recognized the bed, move the bed at home, or buy more doraemons A dream toy.

He felt that it was troublesome and refused, so he said he didn't recognize the bed and slept so soundly.

"You got up so early." He rubbed his eyes and got up, the quilt slipped off, his thin upper body was unobstructed, he didn't react except feeling cold, until He Zhixiu threw his clothes over, "Be careful of catching a cold."

He immediately woke up ten degrees, but He Zhixiu had already turned around, with his back to him, and was surprised, "Mr. He, they are all men, I'm not shy!" Just look around.

"Are you casually showing off in the dormitory?"

"That's not true. I don't sleep with others in the dormitory. Teacher He is the first man I've ever slept with." Jie Qingyang said with a smile as he put on his clothes.

It was indeed the first man who had never slept with his father since he could remember, and there was no other woman except Yan Jiajia.

He walked in front of He Zhixiu and found that He Zhixiu's complexion was very bad. Did he say something wrong just now, "Teacher He?"

He Zhixiu passed him and walked out of the bedroom: "When you get dressed, go wash up. Breakfast is on the table."

He chased it out, and sure enough, breakfast was steaming hot on the table, waiting for his favor.

"Have Teacher He eaten?"

"No, I'll wait for you." He Zhixiu sat by the sofa, playing with his phone.

Hearing this, Jie Qingyang quickly rushed into the bathroom, brushed his teeth and washed his face, finished everything in 5 minutes, and went to the big toilet.

Sitting obediently opposite He Zhixiu, he unpacked the food and said, "It's all my favorite food, this is amazing." It couldn't be that his mother bought it, it should be, or his mother told He Zhixiu up.

Bo Mei had just returned from a walk by He Zhixiu, and was also cooking in the corner.

"Eat it if you like it." He Zhixiu picked up the steamed dumpling with his chopsticks slowly and unsteadily, and slowly put it in his mouth, chewing silently, with an elegant, noble, and focused posture.

Under the influence of the other party, Jie Qingyang withdrew his hand that was about to touch Baozi, picked up the chopsticks that had just been left aside, "It's stuffed with beef."

"Well, I'm tired from studying, so I need to eat more." He Zhixiu ate a few steamed dumplings and drank a cup of soy milk, then wiped his mouth with a tissue, and watched Jie Qingyang eat.

"Being a teacher is also tiring."

"It's okay, you guys are very obedient, so don't worry." He Zhixiu rested on the sofa.

Because Jie Qingyang slowed down the speed of cooking, it was less than one-fifth of the usual speed, and he was extremely uncomfortable.

After eating his own bowl, Bomei coveted his master's. He squatted by the table and looked at the two masters helplessly. Jie Qingyang filled the finished box with some minced meat. During the filling process, Bomei opened his mouth and revealed The tongue breathed out, and the performance became more enthusiastic.

"Teacher He, I found a problem."

"Well," Jie Qingyang put the paper bowl near Bomei's mouth, "I found out that the mark on your neck was not bitten by this dog, and its mouth is not so big," he said while putting his hand on Bomei's mouth. He made a gesture, "It's only this big, but how big is the mark?"

"Ok?"

"I think this mark must have been bitten recently, the dog is not with you, and why it doesn't have a name," He Zhixiu didn't panic when the lie was exposed, and waited for the other party to continue to analyze with interest.

"It means that it is the dog you just bought yesterday, and someone else planted strawberries on your neck. You are so evasive and don't want to admit it. It means something is tricky. Teacher He, if it is a girlfriend, there is no need to hide it. , so?" He looked at He Zhixiu with serious eyes and furrowed brows.

"So?" There was a smile on He Zhixiu's lips.

"So, it was you who had an affair and was fucked up by others." Otherwise, why dare not admit it, and said it was bitten by a dog.

He Zhixiu laughed completely, "I don't have a girlfriend, how can I have an affair? The reason why I don't want to say it is because you don't understand it, so there is no need to say it."

"What I don't understand, this person is so hard for you to tell."

He Zhixiu couldn't deny it, "Don't think about it."

Does this make people wonder?Jie Qingyang ate his breakfast dully, he couldn't think of anything he didn't understand.

———Class [-] is preparing for one thing these days, which is to celebrate the successful completion of He Zhixiu's two-month internship. He has already obtained Zhao Deyou's approval, and he also praised them for their love and righteousness, and they are not white-eyed wolves.

The preliminary decision is three nights of self-study the day before the holiday, and there are still four days left.

After class, everyone is discussing what show to perform.

"As a representative of the Chinese class, why don't you take the lead in doing something?" The representative of the English class ran over and said sourly to Jie Qingyang, who stole his limelight in the last exam.

Jie Qingyang was reciting "Chen Qing Biao", put down the book, "I will give him flowers." And he bought it with his own money, a large bouquet of pink roses, but it was a bit strange to think about it, the roses were still pink, so Put a few other flowers in it.

He and Hu Feiwei had a falling out, so he never went there and booked another place.

"Isn't that enough?" He frowned and thought for a while, "I have other skills too."

"Your English is so good, sing him an English lesson." The English class representative suggested.

"He is a Chinese teacher, he sings English songs, and he sings in Chinese class. Compared with these imaginary ones, it's better to recite ancient poems and essays for him to be happy." English class representative: "..." I can't continue talking, slip away up.

Chen Junhe, who was disturbed from doing the questions, stopped writing, "You might as well make a set of Chinese test papers for him on the spot, he likes it better."

That was also done at home. Although He Zhixiu left the school, he didn't leave him. He still saw each other every day, and it was only his teacher.There is not too much sadness about parting. On the other hand, those girls are all extremely uncomfortable, as if parting from life to death. These days, they have broken through the language office, giving gifts, chatting...

He Zhixiu is undoubtedly the most popular among the trainee teachers. Even the girls in other classes seemed to be broken in love. After class, they ran to the door of Class [-] and looked at each other. It is no exaggeration. Even if He Zhixiu looked back at them, there would be a burst of cheers Voice.

This incident annoyed the teachers in the office, and alarmed the school leaders. Zhao Deyou handled it reasonably. Those who gave gifts and letters all came to self-study on Sunday night, and Teacher He would personally collect them that day.

"Xiaoba, I heard that Heizi will sing with other girls, what about you? Dance with them?" Jie Qingyang couldn't imagine that scene, and smiled respectfully while holding his belly.

As expected, Chen Junhe was so annoyed by his words, he hit Jie Qingyang with his hand, "What does his singing have to do with me?"

"You two have such a good relationship, aren't you in charge of what he does?" Jie Qingyang turned the pen in a good mood, and he finally learned how to turn the pen quickly with his thumb, and he hacked so many books in vain.

"I can't manage personal affairs."

"Then last time he wore someone else's school uniform and trousers by mistake, why did you scold him?" Jie Qingyang really admired this pair of friends at that time, they were usually very good friends, but when they quarreled, there were always people around. Suffering, the key point is that Li Zhuo hurriedly put on the school uniform pants on the wrong bed in the morning.

The sharp-eyed Chen Junhe recognized him at a glance, and got into an argument with Li Zhuo during the exercise.

Jie Qingyang ran from the back row to persuade him, but was scolded by Chen Junhe and told him not to meddle in his own business.

The elementary school bully looks like a cat with fried hair, while Li Zhuo looks bewildered and at a loss. It is not intentional to wear the wrong pants, but it is interpreted by the other party as intentional and has no tutor. This makes people angry. The two of them He straightened up again, without any scruples about the feelings of the boy who was wrongly dressed.

"That incident was originally his fault!" Chen Junhe's face changed when he talked about it.

"The time is so tight in the morning, it's normal to wear the wrong clothes, why are you so stubborn, he is not the kind of person who wears other people's pants casually, you have over-interpreted." Jie Qingyang tried to defeat Chen Junhe's line of defense, let him He bowed his head and apologized to Li Zhuo.

But obviously impossible.

"He just did something wrong!" Chen Junhe was sure.

The two hadn't spoken for several days because of that pair of pants.

During the conversation, Li Zhuo finished playing and came in with others. Since he had a falling out with Chen Junhe, he has completely let himself go. The books were never opened.

Seeing him approaching, Jie Qingyang also shut up.

Chen Junhe continued to do math problems.

"Brother Jie, let's see how Wang Siqi and I practice singing tonight, and give me some advice." Li Zhuo made a loud noise on purpose when he passed Jie Qingyang's table.

"I'm tone deaf, so I can't hear it. But I will definitely go." He was caught in the middle, and there were no people on the left and right, so Chen Junhe would definitely give him a look.

Is this what children's friendships are like?He was puzzled, but he didn't want to continue like this.

In class, he wrote on the scratch paper: "Xueba, can you stop being so stingy like a primary school student! Isn't it just a pair of trousers? As for being so angry? You simply created something out of nothing, fabricated it out of thin air, and wasted black skin on it." You are so good, you are not worthy to be his friend!" Chen Junhe almost tore the draft paper into pieces, crumpled it up and threw it on Jie Qingyang's body.

In this way, he only needs Gu Lizhuo's side, very good, he successfully got rid of the situation caught in the middle.

"Jie Qingyang, Chen Junhe, what are you two doing?!" Li Dazui, the history teacher, stared at him as if he had grown eyes, "Don't think I didn't see it. I wrote a note in class. Why, there was a distance of five centimeters. Is it in a different place? You still have to write a letter to convey it, don’t you have a long talk after class?”

Everyone burst into laughter.

The two chose to remain silent and did not reply.

"Isn't it an honor to sit in the back? Let's see how long you two can be depraved. I'll take the exam right away. I don't know if I can see you two in this class next month." Li Dazui mocked.

He may not be able to see it anymore, but Chen Junhe should not be able to go. Jie Qingyang was lost in thought when he saw the weekly test paper that he had just handed out that was full of red crosses. start writing.

But in the eyes of the teacher, this is slower than ants, not worth mentioning.

Li Dazui saw that the two of them had a good attitude and their faces were ashen. He thought that he had been well educated, so he continued to talk about the topic.

"Chen Junhe, you will have no friends sooner or later." He looked at the question, his mouth moved slightly.

Chen Junhe didn't speak.

"It's time for you to reflect on yourself. People are constantly improving through thinking."

"Chen Junhe, if you ignore me again, your only friend will be gone."

Chen Junhe nuzzled: "I know I made a big deal out of a molehill, and it still affects you. No, I'm sorry."

After Jie Qingyang listened, a smile bloomed on his face, and he immediately forgave what he had done, and asked Xueba to bow his head and wait for a thousand years. "It's okay, I don't mind. As for Heizi, you have to talk about it. You see, he hasn't studied since he fell out with you, and he doesn't listen to me at all."

"I can't control him for the rest of his life. Learning is my business."

"..." Well, it makes sense, learning is for yourself, why should you entrust another person.

Chen Junhe: "Maybe I'm wrong about this matter, but he doesn't need to be so self-sufficient, making me think he is hopeless!"

"Is that the real reason you ignored him?"

Chen Junhe: "He doesn't really want to be better, maybe he lied to me from the beginning, so I don't want to waste my time on him. It's good."

"Yes, but your supervision is indeed useful," Li Zhuo studied so hard for so long, and forgot to sleep and eat, just to do a math problem, which was praised by Chen Junhe.

"He is still more suitable for being unrestrained, I, I can't pull it anymore..."

He couldn’t pull it anymore, this sentence reminded him of his study of history with He Zhixiu in the past few days, he was like a hundred thousand whys, all of them were blind spots, he was afraid that He Zhixiu would feel like he was hopeless, I can't pull it anymore.

He is also working very hard, trying to understand every dynasty and every character in history, but starting from scratch, the difficulty is unimaginable. He has seen He Zhixiu sigh silently many times, and he is probably almost depressed by himself.

"Xiaoba, I agree with you. Your study and future are your own business. You have no obligation to take responsibility, but this is the friendship between the two of you?" If you don't help your study, this friend has to do it. After all, the cause of the matter is sesame something.

"Well, forget it." Chen Junhe said this very softly, his lips moved slightly, "Forget it."

Jie Qingyang's mood was also sad, maybe Chen Junhe had already seen Li Zhuo's restless pursuit of freedom, and he was looking for an opportunity to point it out, and the wrong school uniform pants became the fuse for no reason.

After class, Wang Siqi ran to Li Zhuo's table at the back table and asked him when he would practice singing. Li Zhuo was very happy to communicate with her, and teased her a few words by the way, Wang Siqi walked away shyly, and the people behind started booing Gradually, in the eyes of everyone, Li Zhuo and Wang Siqi became a couple.

The two of them didn't come forward to clarify, nor did they admit it. Anyway, everyone was arguing, and they enjoyed it.

Jie Qingyang went home at night after Chen Junhe made such a call, and became extra cautious. He didn't take a bath or play with the dog, so he ran into the study and took out his textbooks to start studying. He was studying for himself. study.

"Mr. He, I recited the history at the plenum today, you can check it." He confidently handed over the compulsory history course.

"Well," he took the book, "I would like to ask you a question, what are the characteristics of the early political system in ancient my country?"

Didn't he just recite it, why did he ask a question, his confident and bright smile gradually froze, "Let me think about it." After 5 minutes, the two looked at each other speechlessly, and the air was filled with embarrassment.

Jie Qingyang was afraid that He Zhixiu would think that he was stupid and hopeless, so he touched the book, "I'll recite it again, Teacher He, I can definitely do it."

"It's not enough for you to memorize like this, you have to understand, you have to switch from science thinking, think about it," He Zhixiu let go of the book, and gave it to him, "Think about it, the economy was backward in Xia, Shang and Western Zhou Dynasties, There is no technology at all, what do they do when they encounter big things? I told you."

"Divination, they respect ghosts and gods, and state affairs are decided through divination, which is considered to be the will of heaven." He has memorized this.

"Well, they believe in God, they believe in heaven, they believe that the power of the king is granted by God, and that man and nature are one. So their early politics will show a characteristic, that is," He Zhixiu fixed his eyes on Jie Qingyang when he was talking, observing his expression Seeing that he didn't show any doubts, he continued to guide, one word at a time, "It is to combine the royal power," Jie Qingyang blurted out: "Combined with the divine power."

"Enn," He Zhixiu smiled gratifiedly, "In terms of political system, the Shang Dynasty implemented the patriarchal system based on blood ties. This is clear at a glance, and the Western Zhou Dynasty built on this." He Zhixiu emphasized the tone of "on this basis," The enfeoffment system was implemented," "Think about it, what are their common characteristics?"

Jie Qingyang's eyes are full of doubts, what are the common characteristics?Has he memorized it?I don't have it in my mind, so I can't just memorize it, and I don't have any notes. I should ask the elementary school bully, the teacher will definitely talk about it.

"On this basis, on what basis? I just finished."

"Patriarchal system."

He Zhixiu: "What are the characteristics of the patriarchal system?"

"The relationship is based on blood." Jie Qingyang suddenly realized, and let out a long "oh". "The common feature of their politics is that they use blood as a bond to form a national political structure."

He Zhixiu nodded, forced a smile: "It's still possible," and often regretted why he took a job from a science student. It's just the brain that needs to be worked hard to be right.

"Another point is that the highest ruling group has not achieved a high degree of power concentration. This point is compared with the centralized power system of the Qin Dynasty in the second lesson. Can you figure it out?"

"Probably, maybe, I can figure it out." Jie Qingyang's mind was running fast. What he had memorized was the centralized power system formed by the Qin Dynasty, which established the basic pattern of the political system for more than 2000 years. Complete.

The centralization of power in the Qin Dynasty was due to the implementation of the prefecture and county system, which firmly held power in the center. After all, the Qin Dynasty achieved direct and effective control of local government through the prefecture and county system, and controlled every part of the country. , every family is included in the national political constitution.

He Zhixiu saw that his brows were gradually relaxed, and the doubts in his eyes lessened, and he finally let out a long sigh of relief, it seemed that he had figured it out.

"In the future, think more and study more. Recitation is necessary and the most basic. The key is to understand and integrate every knowledge before we start. It doesn't matter if you take it slowly. Don't worry too much."

When Jie Qingyang heard such words, his heart warmed. If there is someone who is willing to accompany him to start from the beginning, then why not do it.

"Yeah, I'll try my best."

"Go to memorize the third lesson, and ask me to check it after memorizing." At the beginning, Jie Qingyang heard him say that he would memorize the entire text verbatim. After all, many history textbooks are narrative texts, so there is no need to memorize them. It is enough to read it once to understand, but He Zhixiu just made him memorize every word and every sentence, even the map inside.But now he understands that textbooks are the foundation. As a science student, he has poor comprehension ability.After memorizing it, I gradually have a general outline in my mind. When He Zhixiu explains it, I will understand it in seconds!

He Zhixiu left the study and went to the bedroom to set up a small table on the bed, read literature and materials, and write the opening report of the essay. He didn't go back to school, and everything was communicated online.

Bomei was lying on the side of the bed, and when the owner moved, it raised its small head, for fear that the owner would leave and not take it.

In a space of 45 square meters with one bedroom, one living room and one bathroom, one teacher and one dog are all concentrating on their own affairs. The hour hand in the living room is passing by every minute and every second. It took several times before there was a sound from the study.

"Teacher He, I've finished memorizing."

Jie Qingyang stood at the bedroom door and reported.

After He Zhixiu typed the last letter, he turned off the computer.Put on your shoes, get out of bed and open the door, "This is your home, don't be so formal."

"My home?" Home is with relatives, Jie Qingyang never dared to think like this.

The two sat next to each other in the study, and He Zhixiu began to explain the third lesson "Evolution of the Political System from the Han Dynasty to the Yuan Dynasty". It’s much more convenient. At the beginning, when I spoke straight to the point, I almost got angry. I felt like I was talking to a stone that didn’t understand. I spoke with gusto, but the other party didn’t respond, as if he didn’t speak Chinese, and I couldn’t hear it at all. Understand.

Today's lecture went smoothly, he explained it to the end in one breath, Jie Qingyang was still able to pick up the conversation, his eyes were bright and open, and he was no longer the ignorant look he used to be.

"Think about the political system from Yuan to Han again."

"The first is the central government system..." Jie Qingyang understood why the first unit is called the political system of ancient China, because it is about the political system of each dynasty, and the political system is divided into central and local. After the Qin Dynasty, the centralization of power slowed down. Slowly strengthened, and various political systems continued to evolve.

This is what he just realized, so the structure is clear and clear.

He Zhixiu added: "The three provinces and six ministries first appeared in the Sui Dynasty, and were perfected in the Tang Dynasty. Then you talk about the changes in the official selection system."

"The pre-Qin period was based on the imperial examination system, then the imperial examination system, the nine-rank Zhongzheng system, and the imperial examination system. Their characteristics..."

"The local system is..."

Bomei turned from the bedroom to lie under the chairs of the two, with her ears pricked up, silently accepting the baptism of knowledge, as if she was also determined to be a literate dog.

"Well, it's fine." He Zhixiu nodded with satisfaction.

"I just found out that history is actually very interesting today." Jie Qingyang can talk eloquently without reading a book. "You really can't memorize it by rote."

"Without quantitative accumulation, there will be a qualitative leap." He Zhixiu moved, and Hiromi under the chair also moved, "Go take a bath, it's 12:30."

Jie Qingyang put away the book. He planned to make up mathematics for the first four days of the week, and three minor subjects for the last three days. The former is not bad. His mind is quite flexible. He often comprehends it with just a few touches of He Zhixiu, but it is difficult to implement it later. There are so many things, history alone gave him the establishment of Xia, Shang and Western Zhou ignorantly in one night, and finally changed it to make up the basics of one subject a month this semester, and resume it after seeing the situation in the next semester.

When he came in after taking a shower, He Zhixiu was still typing on the keyboard, and those distinct and slender fingers were dangling rapidly in front of his eyes.

Jie Qingyang climbed to his place lightly, lay on his side, put his hands together under his cheeks, looked at He Zhixiu, and didn't speak.

He Zhixiu was too focused, and it took him a while to notice the burning gaze, "Why aren't you sleeping?"

"Mr. He, why do you know everything? You can teach Chinese, but you can also do mathematics, history, and politics. How did you do it? Didn't you say that you can only focus on one thing in your life? You still have to write, which is amazing! Not human, like a god."

"As long as you are studying, you must concentrate." He Zhixiu put away the computer, reached out and turned off the headlights in the room, leaving a bedside lamp.

"You can do things at any age. You only need to focus on one thing at this age, and that is study. When you go to university and choose your favorite major, focus on that direction. What major do you like?"

Jie Qingyang: "I used to like medicine, but now I'm studying liberal arts. I haven't made up my mind yet. Does Mr. He have any suggestions?"

"Law, are you interested?"

"Study the Fa. Didn't you say that persuading people to study the Fa will cost you a thousand cuts? You want to push me into the pit of fire?" Jie Qingyang shrugged. If anyone made such a suggestion, they didn't take it seriously.

"You have a flexible mind and a good memory, but your mind is not delicate enough, and your logic is not strong enough. You can make up for what is lacking, and study the Fa just right."

"I don't want it!" Jie Qingyang protested, "You want to exhaust me to death, you know that I am most afraid of carrying things, and you let me study the Fa, don't you want to force me to death!"

He Zhixiu shrank into the quilt and lay flat, "I won't get any benefit from forcing you to death, why would I want you to die?"

Think about it too, "I heard someone talking about you these two days."

"What are you talking about?" He Zhixiu closed his heavy eyes. He was too tired these days, so he tried his best not to appear perfunctory when he answered.

"Let's just say that the big strawberry mark on your neck was bitten by you when you were making out with your girlfriend! I want to argue for you, but if you don't tell me, I can't help you." Jie Qingyang heard them get together Discussing He Zhixiu's Strawberry Seal is a bit unpleasant. They dare to say anything explicit. Nowadays, students really know everything, and they have to say it in broad daylight.

"It's okay, I don't care."

"It's bad for your reputation."

"Anyway, I'll leave soon, it doesn't matter."

"Teacher He," Jie Qingyang continued, "I said it was bitten by a dog, and they laughed at me."

He Zhixiu was already drowsy, but he was awakened by his words, "Then I lied to you." He turned around and stared at Jie Qingyang, "It wasn't bitten by a dog, it was the taxi that got into the school gate that day. , it may be too painful for you to be sick, bite."

Jie Qingyang's eyes were wide open, and he had calculated thousands of times, but he didn't think he was biting. He... bit, why did he bite so hard? Is his mouth so big? It must be painful. His expression gradually turned from surprise Turn guilt, self-blame.

"You must have been too uncomfortable at that time, it wasn't on purpose."

Jie Qingyang really couldn't remember why he bit it, and his brain was broken, "That's not a difficult person." He was still struggling with the cycle that He Zhixiu said that morning that he didn't understand.

"Just kidding."

"Teacher He, you too," he leaned over, "I'll see if it's okay, I'll bite."

He Zhixiu's white and smooth neck was exposed to his eyes, and the breath of his breath hit his cold skin, making people tremble slightly.

The dark red tooth marks floated where they shouldn't have appeared, and the jade-like complexion, stained red, looked a bit attractive, and he was fascinated for a while.

"Have you seen enough?" He Zhixiu couldn't bear such sustained attention, and pushed him with his elbow.

Jie Qingyang's posture is to lift his body up and exert force with his feet to maintain a distance from He Zhixiu. When he pushed this, he didn't pay attention, and fell directly on him.

"What are you doing!?" He Zhixiu pushed him away and let him return to his position, showing his strength.

Jie Qingyang slammed his back against the wall, "Mr. He, you reacted so violently! I won't bite again."

After a while.

"Are you okay?" He Zhixiu asked in a muffled voice.

"It's nothing, but you scared me into sickness." Jie Qingyang didn't understand that he had just looked at him twice, and then attacked him, this cleanliness is too serious!

"Stay away from me in the future, if it's not possible, I'll sleep on the sofa." He Zhixiu acted vigorously, got out of bed after speaking, and hugged a quilt from the closet.

"I..." Jie Qingyang wanted to persuade him to stay, but the other party was resolute in his words and deeds, leaving him no room for negotiation.

This night was very unpleasant, he was alone on the bed, tossing from side to side, lying between the pillows where He Zhixiu's breath still remained.

How did things go like this?The atmosphere was harmonious last second, but now the doors are separated, like strangers.

Was it just because I touched him? He seemed to have shown that he didn't like contact with people before, let's talk about it earlier, and suddenly he remembered how shy and angry he was after he knocked down He Zhixiu that night.

It is a kind of sadness to be born with a soft face, but not to be close to others.Jie Qingyang felt sorry for him deeply.

What happened today made him exhausted, and he fell asleep without thinking too much.

It was Bomei who woke him up the next day.

Biting and licking him wantonly on the bed, a burst of wet stickiness spread from his face, Jie Qingyang was so frightened that he thought something was wrong, and when he woke up, he saw Bomei's blown hairy little head hugging him.

"Why is it you today? Where's your master?" He didn't call him anymore, did he leave? It seemed that he was really angry.

Bomei turned to bite the sheet, shook his head, and changed several positions. This dog has a tendency to tear apart the house.

He sighed, then dressed and washed, the sofa has been tidied up, it can't be seen that someone has slept in it last night, so narrow place, 1.5 meters is there.He had just finished brushing his teeth when there was noise in the living room. He Zhixiu in sportswear came back with breakfast.

"Teacher He," he called vaguely with toothpaste still in his mouth.

He Zhixiu glanced casually, "Come over for dinner after washing up."

When Jie Qingyang came out again, He Zhixiu had already changed his clothes and was sitting on the sofa waiting for him.

"Mr. He, I'm sorry last night. I didn't know you had such a cleanliness habit. You don't like being touched." He sat on the sofa and apologized immediately. It was the essence he had learned after staying in Class Nine for so long.

Once you make a mistake, no matter what, say sorry first, with a sincere attitude and sincere words, the teacher has the nerve to continue to criticize you.

He Zhixiu's face was calm, "It's because I didn't tell you in advance, it's not your fault," "Then can you not sleep on the sofa tonight, it's too narrow, you can't sleep well at all, you are already very tired all day, and you are still cramped Here, I have a bad conscience."

"Well," fortunately, he agreed, and Jie Qingyang's conscience was at ease.

"Director Zhao told me, have you prepared a show?" He Zhixiu still ate little, and sat by the side to watch after eating.

"Yes, the whole class actively participates."

He Zhixiu asked, "What about you? What have you prepared?"

"I, I, I didn't prepare for the show, I prepared other things."

"What else?"

Jie Qingyang wanted to talk about a bouquet of flowers, but it didn't seem to be anything special, and he swallowed it back when he reached his mouth. He really should prepare something.

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