Sand sculpture tyrant always called my wife

"Brother, do I live in my family or with you?" Jiang Zhan ran towards Ying Zaizhou in a panic.

Although the two brothers do not communicate too often, but fortunately the age difference is not too great, he still prefers to live with Ying Zaizhou.

It's just that Ying Zaizhou was in a bad mood, he was hitting the gun, and his elder brother, who was half a head taller, looked at him expressionlessly: "My family."

Turning around and walking towards the garden, Jiang Zhan shrank his neck, what's wrong.

The Ying family couple walked out of the study with serious expressions on their faces. After seeing Jiang Zhan, Ying Bozhou sighed and patted him on the shoulder: "Would you like to move in and live with your brother?"

"Ah, yes, yes." Jiang Zhan nodded in confusion.

"Good boy." Ying Bozhou left with his hands behind his back.

He and Fang Yun decided to send someone to watch Ying Zaizhou point recently to see what kind of illness his son had.

The company has Secretary Li, and Jiang Zhan has the responsibility of the family.

Jiang Zhan, who had no idea that he had a heavy responsibility, was still happily making plans to return to China.

After keeping Jiang Zhan at home to observe the brainwashing for a few days, Ying Zaizhou realized that this little spy had now betrayed and was used by him.

Today, I deliberately changed the car and sent Jiang Zhan to the school gate: "Do you remember what I said?"

"Remember, remember." Jiang Zhan nodded quickly.

After his begging last night, his brother finally agreed with him every day after school.

He had to spend 1000 yuan at a food stall with a particularly good-looking stall owner as a condition, and he lost nine test papers every day.

"Remember to use cash." Ying Zaizhou pressed Jiang Zhan's shoulders to keep him immobile, "Also, don't expose your relationship with me."

"If you still want to live with me."

The couple actually pushed this brat to him as a "single dog" on the grounds that they didn't want Jiang Zhan to disturb their life together.

Ridiculous!Who is single? If it weren't for Jiang Zhan, he would have filled the built children's pool today.

wrong!It should be, damn it!He just wanted this kid to watch him, and he still made such a poor excuse.

They definitely didn't expect that this little spy had turned his back on him.

The principal waited at the door for a long time with the grade director of the senior year before Jiang Zhan got out of the car.

"It's Jiang Zhan." The two immediately greeted him and led him to the office. "The teacher has arranged you in the sprint class. If you have any difficulties in the future, just tell me."

Jiang Zhan answered vaguely, and as the two pushed open the door, his half-awake eyes finally opened.

The sun spread across the room, and the person at the desk stood up upon hearing the sound, the sunlight behind him covered him with a circle of gold, and fine dust was flying in Bian Yunluo's hair.

The gold-rimmed glasses dispelled the warmth brought by the sun, and the dark gray eyes were like cold machines.

The chain of glasses patted the side of his face.

Jiang Zhan blushed. In China, are all the teachers in China of this level?

What does he teach?From then on, he was born as a student of this class, and died as a ghost of this class!

Bian Yunluo picked up the roll of paper on the table and held out his hand to Jiang Zhan: "Is Jiang Zhan right? I am Bian Yunluo, the head teacher of Class [-], and I am in charge of teaching mathematics."

The kid looked a little shy and blushed when he saw strangers.

"Hello teacher, hello teacher." Jiang Zhan held Bian Yunluo's hand and bowed deeply twice, completely filtering out the word "mathematics".

People look good!Hands are also pretty!

"Go and meet new classmates." Bian Yunluo led him out.

Jiang Zhan's Chinese is fairly fluent, but his accent is a bit awkward: "Have you got all your textbooks? I will contact your parents in the evening. There are schedules in the parent group and behind the classroom door."

He seldom talked so much, Jiang Zhan still had erratic eyes, his face was flushed, and he looked very nervous.

Now is the time for eye exercises. Without the teacher watching, the classroom is full of monsters.

Sleeping, chatting, and racing against time to write and write everything.

"Woc!" Bian Yunluo just stepped in when he heard the students in the front row exclaim.

After a crackling sound, eye exercises with different sessions appeared.

Bian Yunluo pointed to the vacant seat in the middle row: "You sit there, next to the monitor, and report any problems."

As soon as the words fell, the end of the eye exercises also sounded.

Children put their hands on their faces and didn't move for a long time. Should they wear glasses?Or just pretend to be asleep?

It's only been a few days since school started, and everyone is quite afraid of Bian Yunluo, the cold-looking head teacher.

It's beautiful, but also really scary.

Although Bian Yunluo hadn't gotten angry at them yet.

"This is a new classmate, welcome everyone." Bian Yunluo turned around and wrote Jiang Zhan's name on the whiteboard, "Let me introduce myself."

Jiang Zhan stared at his name on the whiteboard in a daze. Could his name be written so beautifully?

Bian Yunluo was still wearing his white shirt, and the hem was carefully tucked into the waistband of his trousers. When he raised his hand to write, the folds of the hem would be flattened, making his waist appear thinner.

And the ankle exposed under the trousers.

With Jiang Zhan's lack of Chinese, he can only say, damn it, it's so beautiful.

"Introduce yourself?" Bian Yunluo saw Jiang Zhan watching him blushing from the bottom of his neck.

To be so introverted, Bian Yunluo wanted him to sit directly.

After reacting, Jiang Zhan bared his teeth, smiled brightly, turned his head and began to introduce himself.

"Hi everyone, my name is Jiang Zhan, my dad is Italian, and he has been here before... Please take care of me in the future."

Unexpectedly, Jiang Zhan performed very well.

Bian Yunluo felt relieved, pushed his glasses with his slender fingers, and glanced at the few students who were whispering to each other when they entered the door just now.

Several boys shrank their necks, feeling like they were about to break out in cold sweat.

"It's better to chat and sleep between classes." Bian Yunluo said concisely, without mentioning any extra words, "Li Zimu, after class, teach the new students the periodic table version of "Love Trading", please help them .”

Jiang Zhan's eyes are full of stars below, he is so handsome and cold, he likes it very much.

Jiang Zhan secretly pissed off his deskmate, and pouted towards the podium: "Are all the teachers in our class at this level?"

Even if this is the case, he decided to rank Teacher Bian first, not for anything else, just because of his temperament.

The class monitor was a girl, and she almost couldn't hold back her laughter when she heard the words, and lowered her voice: "I don't even dream of bringing such a beautiful one, at least this is the ceiling of the whole school."

"Huh?" Jiang Zhan's head drooped. He thought it was average, but it turned out to be a top match?

The squad leader patted him on the shoulder empathetically: "Brother, sorry."

"However, I heard that there is an intern teacher in the first year of high school this year, who is very good-looking." The class leader suddenly became energetic, and leaned into Jiang Zhan's ear, "Let's add a friend, and I will drag you into the class group?"

The two got up in an instant, hit it off, and went to their teaching building Kangkang when the first year of high school started.

Bian Yunluo had a panoramic view of the small movements of the two of them.

The squad leader is very lively and has a pleasant personality. It is estimated that Jiang Zhan will soon integrate into the group.

Bian Yunluo sent Jiang Zhan the QR code of the parent group while he was free.

Jiang Zhan was rarely silent when he received the news. His parents are both abroad, so it was useless to come in.

Does brother have time to take care of him?

As for aunt and uncle, I always feel a little embarrassed.

Suddenly I felt like an orphan.

Jiang Zhan, a socially obsessive patient, sent a message to Ying Zaizhou before he was sad for two seconds.

[Melancholic boy is not sad]: Brother!Let's have a discussion~

[Should be in the state]:?

[Melancholic boy is not sad]: Our teacher wants parents to join the group, so you go and pretend~

[Melancholic boy is not sad]: I must exceed the task target, okay?

Ying Zaizhou, who typed out "not good", hesitated when he saw the words "overfulfilled".

In this way, Bian Yunluo's life will improve a lot.

[Should be in the state]: QR code.

[Melancholic boy is not sad]: Alright!

[Teacher Bian]: Class is about to start, the school does not allow mobile phones, you report today, exception.

Jiang Zhan looked up to the podium reflexively, only seeing Bian Yunluo's fluffy hair.

He rubbed his hands on his pants.

[Melancholic boy is not sad]: I see!Thank you Teacher Bian!

Bian Yunluo stared at Jiang Zhan's non-mainstream nickname and Diablo Feng's profile picture, and unconsciously pursed his lips.

This avatar and nickname...isn't it too positive?

But it seems to be more popular among young people nowadays?

Bian Yunluo still couldn't hold back.

[Teacher Bian]: I personally suggest that the avatar and nickname should be more positive.

Jiang Zhan tilted his head when he received the news. He just returned to China, and he searched all these things directly on the Internet. Isn't it good?

[Melancholic boy is not sad]: Teacher Bian, wait a minute, I will change it right away.

Jiang Zhan immediately searched for a positive nickname profile picture.

[Happiness and happiness]: Teacher Bian, I have changed!Is this positive?

Jiang Zhan's dark profile picture was replaced with a red peony in full bloom, and with a festive nickname, he could be called Guotai Minan.

It turns out that young people have such a wide range of preferences?

[Teacher Bian]: Yes.

When the class bell rang, Bian Yunluo put away his phone.

Jiang Zhan sent another message while ringing the bell.

[Happiness and happiness]: Brother, look at my new avatar and nickname, are they foreign?