Where are the most beautiful seasons

"Where does the love of the most beautiful season go" (Ping Xie fan) Author: Hua Hun Leng

the most beautiful season

Pit description:

When writing Tomb Raiders fanfiction, I just want to fucking yell, how much I love you guys.

The campus background fiction, the vice principal Ping x the new teacher Xie, is probably a grinding story.

The modern background is also superficial, so the plot may be bloody, and the standard features such as singing, traveling, hotels, and going to bed are all necessary.The only bright spot may be campus life, which is wonderful for both students and teachers.

Meeting you is the most beautiful season of my life.

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春卷

01

"Hey! Wu Xie...you wait..." Xie Ziyang grabbed the strap of Wu Xie's shoulder bag and said, "This bag..."

"What's the matter?" Wu Xie just walked to the door, picked up the shoulder bag hanging above the shoe rack, put it on his shoulder, and was about to open the door and go out. He walked a little too fast, and the strap of the shoulder bag was stretched out, and he turned around and asked in confusion. Glancing at Xie Ziyang, following his gaze, he looked at the bag on his back, "What's wrong with the bag?"

Xie Ziyang tried a little harder, and pulled Wu Xie back again: "Look at...you look at yourself..."

"Didn't you just finish looking in the mirror? Why are you jealous of my handsome young master?" Wu Xie was pulled to the full-length mirror at the door, and she looked at herself in the mirror with a good feeling - 1.8 meters tall Tall, with a well-proportioned frame, wide shoulders and narrow waist, iron blue suit, dark striped shirt, tie of the same color, shiny leather shoes, flowing and soft hairstyle, sexy and charming eyes.

Wu Xie turned sideways in quite satisfaction, straightened her back again, put her hands in her trouser pockets, raised her chin at the smiling Xie Ziyang reflected in the mirror, and made a James Bond signature move, sinking Said: "Don't be obsessed with Grandpa, Grandpa is just a legend!"

"It is said that you are tall! Look at that broken bag on your back... If you go out like this, believe it or not, immediately wrap your neck around, with a title and a picture - the most fashionable brother."

"what!"

Only then did Wu Xie look down at the bag he was carrying—the life of the fifth-year postgraduate entrance examination, which he used to carry in the library study room, unfolded before his eyes.

Damn it, yesterday I knocked 5000 yuan from him to buy a suit from the inside to the outside, even bought a pair of CK underwear, why did I forget to buy a pack!

Wu Xie quickly took out a few resumes from the bag and put them under his arms, and then took out keys, wallet, bus card, cigarette case, lighter...and stuffed them into his trouser pockets in the same way on the left and right.

"At a job fair, bring cigarettes to dry hair?" Xie Ziyang pointed to the obviously bulging trouser pocket.

Wu Xie thought it was wrong after thinking about it, so he reached out and took out the cigarette case and lighter and threw them on the coffee table in the living room, then pulled out his resume from under his arm: "Where do I put this resume without my bag?"

"Don't look at me! My bag is full and I can't fit it in." Xie Ziyang clutched his bag while shoving it behind his back.

"Your mother! Can you not be so stingy? If you memorize more books, you will die!" Wu Xie couldn't help saying that he pulled Xie Ziyang's bag and was about to stuff it in, but when he saw the situation in the bag, he was stunned.

There are at least 20 resumes in the small bag, and there is no seam at all.

"Why the hell are you doing so much? You don't need money to make a resume?" Wu Xie weighed Ziyang's bag, "Aren't you too heavy?"

For the next sentence, Wu Xie took turns in his mouth, but he still didn't say it.

Growing up wearing crotch pants, Xie Ziyang certainly knew what Wu Xie wanted to say, and the joyful expression on his teasing Wu Xie just now darkened: "Wu Xie, I can't compare to you, your father and your second uncle, it's your third uncle who will solve it for you." Every job is an easy task, but I can't, I must find a good job, my mother has... so many resumes in the past few years may not be able to find a good job, but there is no harm in preparing more. "

Xie Ziyang and Wu Xie have been peeing and muddy together since kindergarten, rolled all the way through elementary school, junior high school, and worked hard together to get admitted to Jiumen Middle School, the best high school in Jiumen City, and they didn't separate until they went to university.

During the college entrance examination, Xie Ziyang didn't perform well, so he repeated his studies for a year, but Wu Xie got admitted to Z University's Department of Architecture without a hitch, with a five-year schooling period.

This year, the two happened to graduate together, and started the first step towards the great cause of building the motherland - looking for a job.

Wu Xie has no pursuits, and he has no clear goals for the future.In Xie Ziyang's words, it's just muddle-headed, eating and waiting to die, the sky is falling, shrinking your neck, letting the taller support you, eating and sleeping well, typical heartless.This may sound a little bit harsh, but it’s fairly pertinent when used to summarize Wu Xie—it’s the same as the growth experience of all children from good families, holding it in the palm of your hand for fear of falling, and putting it in your mouth for fear of melting. Big is basically what you want, not to mention a golden spoon in your mouth, at least it is a stainless steel, which is much superior to your peers.

Even so, his father Wu Yiqiong is still good at teaching his son. Wu Xie doesn't have the bad habits and bad habits of a dude. He is gentle, kind, modest and polite, plus he has a pretty good appearance. But after a long time of contact with the five good young people, you will find that this is not the case at all!

Wu Xie's father, Wu Yiqiong, is the director of the Municipal Bureau of Culture. Although he looks like a Qingshui yamen, everyone knows that there is a word "long" sitting under his buttocks. Naturally, "chicks don't pee, each has its own way" .

Second Uncle Wu Erbai Niu broke up, the director of the National Security Bureau.It was an incredible place, and the door was guarded by soldiers with real guns and live ammunition.However, entering the National Security Bureau is equivalent to selling yourself. Wu Erbai has been the director of the bureau all the way, and he is still single.Wu Xie once suspected that his second uncle was a spy like Yu Zecheng.

Sanshu Wu Sanxing is the principal of No. [-] Middle School, although he may be the principal of No. [-] Middle School, but this principal is a bit more powerful than the Director of the Education Bureau.Just like a bandit, every year in July and August, I don’t know how many notes I hold in my hand. No matter how big the official is or how much money there is, there must be a child. If I don’t have one, there must be some relatives.Then it was unavoidable to deal with his third uncle, and Wu Sansheng was bold by nature, and after doing something once, he became a friend and a friend. For many years, black and white went smoothly.

As for Xie Ziyang, it was more rough. His family background was not bad since he was a child. His father was a businessman. Later, the business grew bigger and bigger, and his money increased.It is true to say that this man has turned bad if he is rich. When Xie Ziyang was ten years old, his father resolutely abandoned his wife and fell into the arms of another woman. From then on, only Xie Ziyang and his mother were left to depend on each other. With a conscience, the minimum living expenses and education expenses have never been owed, and life has not been too embarrassing these years.But this is not a healthy family after all, even though Xie Ziyang looks like a normal child on the surface, but his heart is something that a son like Wu Xie can't compare to.

So, after Xie Ziyang, who was used to hip-hop, said this, Wu Xie didn't know what to say. He put a few resumes under his arms, took out the keys from his trouser pocket, and took advantage of the situation to pat Xie Ziyang, saying: "Let's go, it's too late, we won't be able to squeeze in."

In May, the temperature in Jiumen City in the south soared to 27 degrees.

Therefore, when Wu Xie and Xie Ziyang were tossing like dumplings in the crowd of job fairs, the shirt inside Wu Xie's suit was soaked, and it was as uncomfortable as sticking to his back.

"Old itchy, this person is too fucking much."

Wu Xie complained endlessly in his heart. If he had known about this situation, he would not have worn this suit. He was so hot that he would bear it, and even accepted it when he was pushed and shoved so badly, but the problem was that no one was watching.The people who came to recruit were naturally not in the mood to see it, and the people from the employer couldn't see it at all - they couldn't even squeeze in the booth.

"This is a comprehensive job fair, and there are probably a lot of people from other places. I told you earlier that you don't need to dress like this to participate in the job fair. If you don't listen, you have to show off!" Xie Ziyang also wore a slightly Even the more formal coat was so hot that sweat dripped down his forehead.

Wu Xie was so irritable that he was in no mood to understand Xie Ziyang's teasing, so he loosened the tie around his neck and said, "I'm going to go to the toilet, you go around first, and quickly throw out your bag of resumes, it's almost enough , don’t pick and choose, which booth is not a pile of resumes... call later."

"There's a lot of shit and urine on the lazy donkey."

"roll!"

Wu Xie was actually not in a hurry, and he didn't drink any water since he came out, and the water in his body turned into sweat. He just didn't want to be stuffed like sardines in an airtight can anymore.

Originally, he really didn't care much about finding a job. He said he was participating in the job fair and submitting his resume. It was better to say that he came to see the excitement. It would be more practical to find a reason to beat his father.

The plastic skin on the cover of the resume and the palm of the hand are full of sweat.

Wu Xie was restless for a while again, no matter what major the employer recruited, as long as he saw a booth with relatively few people, he would give away a copy, just like this, crowded and shoved to the corners with the flow of people. After the psychological suggestion of the toilet, he really made a serious effort to catch a person who looked like a security guard and asked where the toilet was.The security guard was probably too hot, so he pointed angrily, Wu Xie hurriedly looked in the direction of the finger, but there was still a sea of ​​people, and he didn't even look at where the toilet was.

Seeing Wu Xie's confused face and unable to tell the direction, the security guard was also quite humorous, and snorted: Just follow the taste.

After finally finding the toilet, almost an hour had passed.

Standing at the door of the toilet, Wu Xie looked like this: his suit jacket had long been taken off and hung in the elbow of his left arm, and he was still clutching an unsubmitted resume; the tie around his neck was loose, The hair that was still floating and soft was sticking to the forehead wetly.

I know, I'm here to attend a job fair, I don't know, I thought I was just raped.

Originally, going to the bathroom was just an excuse, but now Wu Xie wanted to run away: the men's toilet was fine, but the queue for the women's toilet was just like the Saudi Pavilion at the World Expo.

What's more terrible: It is estimated that participating in such a job fair will make everyone a little angry, and the smell of the toilet door can almost kill flies.

Wu Xie felt nauseous for a while, she didn't want to go in at first, so she held back for a while and waited to get out, but her face was so sticky and uncomfortable, she had to wash her face no matter what.

The constant flow of brothers and sisters are not much better, and there is also a suit that looks like Er Que and Wu Xie, and now it is either hung on the shoulder or in the elbow; there are also a few female students who draw After putting on makeup, the eye shadow and foundation were blurred by sweat, and she was in the queue to touch up makeup in the mirror.

Looking at it like this, Wu Xie felt much more balanced, gritted his teeth and rushed in, and went into the men's room to have a look-Nimma drop!There is no sink!

It is estimated that where the sink should be, there is a row of urinals.

There was no intention of urinating at first, but the repeated beeping sounds, like the ringing of a conditioned reflex, made Wu Xie tremble instantly.

Looking around, there was only one vacancy in the row of urinals that were suspected of being converted from the sink. Wu Xie hurriedly stood up, trying to resolve the battle quickly.

Wu Xie had a suit jacket hanging on his arm and a resume clutched in one hand. He could only pull the belt with one hand, but he couldn't untie it after two pulls. He wanted to find a place to put the resume down. After a circle...or forget it, I had to shove the resume under the neck, tighten the chin hard, and fix the resume with the plastic skin on the chin and chest.

The plastic skin was very slippery, and Wu Xie worked hard, with his mouth slightly open and his head lowered, with a painful expression on his face, the double chin forced out of his face that wasn't much flesh.

As soon as he took out the second child, he felt that there was a new person beside him, Wu Xie subconsciously raised his eyes, and was stunned for a moment——

He figured it out, why there was still room for himself in this row of urinals.

Just now, I just habitually felt that this location should be a row of sinks, and I found evidence for this feeling when I looked up——

There was a big mirror in front of him, reflecting his double chin with his resume between his hands, his painful expression with his mouth slightly open, and the dick he had just pulled out.

Embarrassed, Wu Xie glanced in the mirror at a row of buddies with lowered brows and drooping eyes, expressionless and focused on releasing the water.Although they are all men, but they don't have a strong mental quality, it is really a bit challenging to solve physical problems with such big eyes and small eyes.

Withdrawing his gaze, Wu Xie was also ready to continue his unfinished business with lowered eyebrows, but unexpectedly got entangled with the gaze of the man who just replaced him looking directly at the mirror.

That is a very clean man.

"Clean" - Later, after Wu Xie had more than entangled eyes with this man, after they made up their minds to spend their lives together, and did so, he still liked to use this word to describe the man beside him.

A well-tailored pure white business shirt, tucked into stiff navy blue trousers, is typical of street real estate advertisements, but it gave him a different taste——

Under the refreshing, concise and meticulous appearance, there is a touch of alienation, coldly rejecting people thousands of miles away.

Obviously his eyes were glued at the moment, but Wu Xie couldn't see anything from those black and white deep eyes, as if he just saw an object with nothing special in it through the mirror. There was no expression on his fair face.

For some reason, Wu Xie just felt that at the moment when the four eyes met, something flashed through those eyes, but it disappeared so quickly that there was no time to speculate.

If he hadn't seen the unified sign of the employer hanging on this person's chest, Wu Xie would have thought that he was a college student applying for the same job as himself, and he looked too young.

Wu Xie still wanted to look in the mirror to see what was written on the sign and which unit it belonged to, but he had more than 100 degrees of myopia, and it was difficult to squint to stare at it. As a result, he couldn't read a single word clearly.

Sure enough, facial paralysis is not easy to get wrinkles if there is no expression. Wu Xie cursed in his heart, and looked away sullenly. Naturally, it was inappropriate to look at anything, so he could only stare at his dick, relax his muscles, and start to release water.

Wu Xie was not a narrow-minded person at first, but this person's freshness made him deeply contrast with his imageless ghostly appearance at the moment, and his heart became more irritable, and then he cursed again: he was either a handyman or an errand.

Wu Xie?

When Zhang Qiling saw this name on the cover of the resume under his chin in the mirror, he really paid attention to it. This name...

When looking up the name and seeing that face and those eyes, Zhang Qiling had a smile that didn't spread to the bottom of his eyes—really, he lives up to his name.

Wu Xie peed halfway, and the phone in his trouser pocket rang.

"Four years have passed since the Alliance and the Horde fought side by side to resist the invasion of the Burning Legion. Although the continent of Azeroth was successfully saved, the fragile agreement between the Horde and the Alliance has long since disappeared. Now, the shocking The drums of war sounded again..."

Such a sentence suddenly sounded in the toilet that was so quiet that there was only the sound of water. It was indeed a bit strange. Everyone's eyes were directly or indirectly directed towards the source of the sound.

Whose phone ringtone is so fucking stupid!

You fucking itch!

The previous sentence was rather long, and Wu Xie reckoned that he would have enough time to pee before answering the phone. Although he was a bit stupid, it was nothing. Those who have never played Warcraft have been farts!But Wu Xie obviously overestimated his mobility at the moment. His sore chin and the jacket hanging on his arms seriously affected his speed. When he zipped the front door and fastened his belt, a hoarse voice came from the phone. Shout: ... the great mage Comrade Innocent, where are you ... come back quickly ...

you fucking!The next sentence is an itchy, goosebump-like pseudo-sissy, "The Yin family misses your white and soft little butt... Mmmm... Be good... Wash it up and wait for me on the bed..."

With one free hand, he quickly reached into his trouser pocket to take out his mobile phone, and when he was nervous, he retracted his chin, and the resume began to slide down his chest. Wu Xie quickly used the other hand to pick it up, but the coat hanging on his arm almost slipped come down—

Just kidding, if more than 3000 yuan of suits are stained... Wu Xie frowned, feeling a chill in his heart.

The aftermath of the flurry was: the coat was saved, the resume fell into the urinal, and the phone rang, "The silver family misses your white and soft little ass..."

fuck!

This time, even the facial paralysis next to him was not calm, and he turned his head to look at Wu Xie.

Wu Xie gritted her teeth and wanted to drop the phone, but after thinking about it, she still couldn't bear it. After taking it out, she pressed the close button hard, not letting the second half of the more embarrassing sentence come out.

Itchy!

This string of bells is quite long.Usually, at most, you can ring to "Great Mage Innocent Comrade" and you will be picked up.Therefore, when Lao Thou gave him his own phone number and changed the perverted ringtone, Wu Xie didn't care too much. He quite enjoyed the title "great mage". You must know that in the circle, the great mage is innocent The name of evil is resounding.As for the latter sentence, in the contemporary era where "homestead rot" is divided into three parts of the world, Wu Xie can't accept this level of spoofing, not to mention that in the world of Warcraft, he and Lao Tiao are really good friends, mages And the collocation of paladins - invincible.This kind of joke is usually made, and no one takes it seriously.

The phone stopped ringing, Wu Xie let out a long breath, twisted his chin, and glanced at the resume in the urinal...

Damn it!What is it all about!You can't let the resume with your name written on it in the urinal... ah... but let him touch the resume with urine on it... that... that... it is absolutely impossible...

Gritting her teeth, Wu Xie tore off the tie around her neck, wrapped it around her hands indiscriminately, grabbed the resume, walked to the door, and threw it together with the tie in her hand into the trash can.

"Since the Alliance and the Horde..."

As Wu Xie walked out the door, he angrily unlocked Ai Crazy's screen lock, and shouted: "Why aren't you dead yet..."

Xie Ziyang was at a loss when he heard the roar over there: "Hey, Wu Xie, where are you?"

"bathroom!"

"Ah! Just right, I'm not far from the toilet, you wait for me at the door of the toilet!"

"Go to hell..."

"Hey! Wu Xie, have you sent out your resume?"

"Um……"

"And where's your tie?"

"threw!"

"Throw it away?" Xie Ziyang looked at Wu Xie's shirt collar that was pulled crookedly and his expression not far from going crazy, and asked in confusion, "What's the matter? You were molested in the toilet?"

"roll!"

02

The job fair experience left a very serious psychological shadow on Wu Xie, and no matter how hard Xie Ziyang tried to coerce and lure him, he would no longer accompany him to the job fair if he was killed.Anyway, I have my own old man to worry about work.In the 23-year battle of wits and courage between father and son, the old one is always the aggressive one, and the young one is always the one who gets benefits.

I went back to school and wandered around for another month, taking photos to commemorate dinner, tearing up books and smashing thermos bottles, girls hugging affectionately downstairs, receiving graduation certificates and degree certificates at the graduation ceremony and performing in a farewell chorus.

After doing all these things, Wu Xie stood at the gate of University Z with his schoolbag on his back and looked up at the four big characters on the school card. Suddenly, he had mixed feelings and his eyes blurred!

The wanton sway of youth.

The sweat and tears that flowed and swallowed.

No matter how beautiful the flowers bloomed, that period of love did not bear fruit.

The name left on the graduation yearbook of those who have been together for five years and went their separate ways may never see each other again.

Wu Xie, who failed in Chinese in the college entrance examination, couldn't think of a literary sentence even though he had mixed feelings in his heart. The one he finally came up with was the title of a high school text: "Farewell, Leighton Stuart" .

It seems that exam-oriented education kills people!

Grandpa Mao, you are an old man with every word!

Farewell, Big Z...

Wu Xie turned around facing the shining sun in June and blended into the vast crowd.

Back home, Wu Xie spent a few days like a pig again, nestling in his room, staring at scarlet eyes and brushing several large copies.

Mother Wu was delighted at first that the child had graduated and didn't go out like a child. After giving a few meals kindly and reminding her softly several times, she finally revealed her true colors after Wu Xie stayed up all night for two consecutive nights—— Forced to unplug the power, grabbed the ear all the way to the bed, said "see if I don't tell your dad", and then slammed the door and went out.

Wu Xie originally wanted to argue a few words with reason, but when he heard this, he immediately fainted, fell back, and fell asleep with his head covered.

"Four years have passed since the Alliance and the Horde fought side by side to resist the invasion of the Burning Legion. Although the continent of Azeroth was successfully saved, the fragile agreement between the Horde and the Alliance has long since disappeared. Now, the shocking The drums of war sounded again..."

Your mother Xie Ziyang!

Wu Xie slept soundly, letting her cell phone ring persistently next to the computer.

Oops!That sentence is coming soon, if the queen mother hears this, the consequences...

Before the phrase "bai bai soft little ass" came out, Wu Xie jumped up and yelled at the connected mobile phone: "If you don't have anything important to fuck, you can die..."

"What about the next copy?"

"...Sleep, what's the matter, tell me!"

"Where are you at home?"

"Well... I said you have a fart, can't you let it go quickly?" Wu Xie was angry, there was nothing wrong, and he wanted to continue meeting Zhou Gong while he was sleepy.

"I received several interview notices, and I want you to help me as a staff officer."

Upon hearing this, Wu Xie came to his senses: "Not bad! I can't tell you can do it... I'm at home now, come here... Hey... Please comfort my queen mother when you come."

"What mistake did you make again?" Xie Ziyang smiled wickedly.

"It's okay, I just played two nights of monsters. If the Queen Mother is in a bad mood, tell the old man... Hey... It's always troublesome..."

"Your old man is not at home, isn't it? Why don't you dare to fight World of Warcraft?" After finishing speaking, he was afraid that he might not attract Wu Xie's attention, so Xie Ziyang imitated Wu Yiqiong's heartbroken tone, "Ahem...vulgar...vulgar... Playing things and losing one's mind..."

Thinking of his old man's appearance when he said this, Wu Xie also had a smile on his face: that old antique has lived a life of rigidity.

"Where is there so much nonsense! If you don't get lost, I won't be with you anymore, I'm so sleepy!"

"Don't fall asleep, I'll be right there."

"You think you're all like you, come here!" Wu Xie threw down her phone, and fell headlong on the bed again. She didn't even feel that after staying up for two nights, she really couldn't open her eyes at this moment, and fell asleep as soon as she fell on the bed died.

While rushing all the way in the dungeon, the doorbell rang.

Wu Xie barely propped herself up from the pillow, tried her best to win her eyes, and heard Xie Ziyang's flattering voice at the door: "Hello, auntie, is Wu Xie at home?"

"Yo! It's Xiao Yang! You're back too, right? You said that brat... is there, no, he's sleeping in the room... come in... come, come, come... sit... kid Yang... have you found a job yet?"

"Oh, not yet, I have received several interview notices, and asked Wu Xie to help me as a staff officer."

"That's right, how wonderful! Xiao Yang has been sensible and self-reliant since he was a child, and he doesn't let adults worry about him. He's not like that brat Wu Xie, who doesn't look for a job after graduation. He knows how to play games at home all day long. You said he can play games. Looking for a job? I told him, if you don’t look for a job, you are not allowed to stay at home. If you want Uncle Wu to be at home, you have already kicked him out.”

"Auntie, Wu Xie is actually pretty good. He is smart and flexible. He will be able to enjoy himself in the society in the future. Don't worry. There will be a job fair in two days. Wu Xie has already agreed with me to go together at that time." .”

"That's right, this brat didn't even say anything to me. I told him long ago that you have to find a job by yourself, and your Uncle Wu won't care about him. Seeing his unhurried and unhurried appearance, I couldn't help it." Very impatient!"

"Auntie, don't worry about it, Wu Xie knows it well. A top student in a prestigious university still has trouble finding a job? Can't you trust your son? Isn't he like this since he was a child? He looks naughty and doesn't care about anything, but he doesn't care about everything. No delay, right? The grades have always been so good."

"Hehe...that's true...Xiao Yang, you are chatting with Wu Xie, I'm going to buy vegetables right now, I'll eat here tonight, auntie makes dumplings."

"Hey! It's okay, I haven't eaten dumplings made by auntie for a long time, but I'm so hungry... The dumplings made in any restaurant are not as delicious as those made by auntie!"

"You have been so talkative since you were a child, go ahead and call Wu Xie up, Auntie is gone!"

Hearing the sound of the door, Wu Xie opened the door of her room, glared at Xie Ziyang who was sitting on the sofa and caressing his chest exaggeratedly, and said, "I'll just let you comfort me, are you giving the Queen Mother ecstasy soup again? You Look at how happy she is! I've been back for a few days, and she didn't say she made dumplings for me."

"You don't like dumplings, why are you so jealous? When you come to my house, isn't my mother happy to show you delicious food?"

Wu Xiejin pulled on her slippers and rubbed her messy head, walked to the kitchen, opened the refrigerator, took two bottles of Pulse, and gave Xie Ziyang a bottle: "My mother is rare for you. Since I was a child, I wish I could exchange it with your mother. Look at Xiao Yang's talk."

"Okay! Moms are all the same, looking at other people's children is better than your own... Or... In the future, our sons will be raised differently?"

Wu Xie unscrewed the bottle cap and took a sip. When he walked behind the sofa, Xie Ziyang was slapped on the head: "You don't even have a fucking girlfriend, and you still think about your son? Besides..." Wu Xie turned around The coffee table threw her body onto the sofa, "...I don't want to get married either, where did you come from?"

"Really?" Xie Ziyang didn't know which muscle was wrong, his expression changed, and his tone trembled a little.

"What's the matter? Don't come to educate me. You see, my old man and the queen mother have been bored for a lifetime..." Wu Xie bent his legs and stepped on the coffee table.

"You old Wu's family is only as young as you, you have such an idea..." Xie Ziyang also took a sip with his neck up, and his expression was normal when he put down the bottle, "...Don't talk about your old man, it's your second uncle, third uncle They can chop you up."

"I didn't say I won't get married, let's talk about it after playing for a few years..." Wu Xie raised his eyebrows and glanced at Jie Ziyang, "I said, what's going on with you today? How do you talk about this? Did your mother introduce you to a girlfriend? Or do you have a flower girl you like? Hurry up and tell me!"

"Die! You don't know what's wrong with me?"

"That's true, but... I said, is there something wrong with you? I didn't dare to talk about it when I was in high school, and I didn't see you cheating on me when I was in college. You can't be so fucking ugly!"

"Get out! Who the hell is like you, who loves you so much that you want to die, and you are lucky enough to accompany him to the postgraduate entrance examination, what is the result? The evening love of the senior year is unreliable enough, and you have a fifth year." Love in the middle of the night, besides being a free laborer for half a year, what's wrong with you?"

Being teased by Xie Ziyang like this, Wu Xie didn't see Wu Xie getting angry. Instead, he waved his hand with an expression of "Okay, okay, I admit that it's okay to be cowardly".

"Tell me about your interview."

My heart has been hurt, and after a long time, it will be fine.

in fact,

Really no big deal.

Xie Ziyang stared at Wu Xie for a while, without saying anything, opened his backpack, took out a folder and handed it to Wu Xie.

Wu Xie put down the pulsating bottle, reached out to take it, and said, "How many job fairs did you attend after that?" He flipped through it hastily, and asked, "Are they all from this city?"

Xie Ziyang said: "There are three or four. I will definitely come back. I can't take my mother away from home."

Wu Xie smiled and said, "You don't want to leave, but I can't. The three mountains above my head... have been fighting to the death for five years."

Speaking of "fighting with death", Xie Ziyang couldn't help but smile.

Five years ago, Wu Xie made a fuss at home in order to get into a university that wasn't in the city. That was the first time Xie Ziyang saw why Wu Xie fought for it.It's as if all the methods of literary and martial arts are used, and the result of the compromise between the two parties is: Wu Xie can go to other places to go to university, but he must return to the city to work after graduation.

Now, Wu Xie is so careless about work, except that he has few special obsessions, he is still somewhat angry with his father--I am back, how to arrange it, old man, just watch do it.

"Not bad! These units are all good, I think you can go to any one...you don't want to go to this one, the suburbs, it's too far away."

Xie Ziyang didn't speak, and smiled as Wu Xie flipped through the folder. He knew that soon Wu Xie would show a shocked expression, and then say: Damn, you are not!

Sure enough, after Wu Xie flipped twice, he opened his eyes wide to confirm again, raised his head and said to Xie Ziyang, "Damn it, don't you! Ninth Middle School! You want to be a teacher in Ninth Middle School?"

Xie Ziyang was noncommittal.

Wu Xie pulled out the interview notice from the folder, leaned forward, stretched out his arms, and pasted the paper directly on Xie Ziyang's eyes: "You fucking want to be a teacher?"

Xie Ziyang tore off the notice and threw it on the coffee table: "What's wrong with being a teacher? Do you look down on me, or the Ninth High School?"

This question made Wu Xie speechless.

Yes, why did Mao himself react so strongly to Xie Ziyang becoming a teacher?

The only national-level key high school in Ninth Middle School is their alma mater, and their third uncle is the principal. Wu Xie is very familiar with that school.

In the third year of junior high school, in order to be admitted to this school without relying on the strength of the third uncle, Wu Xie and Xie Ziyang also put their lives on the line to get in.

When they were in school, the Ninth Middle School was still a provincial key middle school, but now it has become a national key middle school, which is even more awesome.

There are many factors that make a good school, but the most important thing is the teachers, and the number of teachers in Ninth Middle School is comparable to that of a junior college in a second- and third-tier city.

Wu Xie remembered very clearly that the teachers who taught them were either provincial or municipal excellent teachers, and no matter how bad they were, they must be senior teachers.The young ones basically have a postgraduate degree, and the last one is an undergraduate degree from a prestigious university.The most amazing thing is the English subject. The English teachers in No. [-] Middle School are all returned from studying abroad. At the beginning of high school, there was no sentence of Chinese in English class. It is estimated that ordinary universities cannot reach this level.

When Wu Xie was in college, he became obsessed with Warcraft. He almost never listened to English class, but he passed the fourth level smoothly in the first semester. It's easy to pass, which can't but be said to be a good foundation laid in those three years in the ninth middle school.

If he could become a teacher in Ninth Middle School, he would be pretty good in Jiumen City.But Wu Xie has a prejudice that doesn't know where it came from, and intuitively thinks that it is quite unreliable for a man to be a teacher.

"No... no... I'm not looking down on you. I don't know how capable you are? I just can't get used to it... Besides, you didn't study as a teacher. Why do you want to be a teacher?" Wu Xie looked at Xie Ziyang's tone Not good, explain quickly.

"You don't know?" Xie Ziyang asked in surprise, "A few years ago, the Ninth Middle School had a new principal who was in charge of teacher management. He never recruited teachers majoring in teachers. On the day you were molested in the toilet, I saw it at the job fair. When I went to the booth of No. [-] Middle School, I submitted my resume, but I didn’t expect an interview notice.”

"Get out! You've just been molested! Don't talk nonsense. Why haven't I heard of this new principal? I knew it. Uncle San has two very capable vice-principals. One is Pan Zi. One is Liu Kui, what is the name of the new principal?"

"Zhang, it seems to be called Zhang Qiling."

"Awakening? Damn! What the hell is this name!"

"What's wrong with people's name? Why don't you tell me what's wrong with your own name—it's half a catty."

"I have to ask my old man about it. I still have an opinion about calling such a bad name." After half a bottle of water, Wu Xie felt a little hungry, and wandered to the refrigerator again. He dug out two buns and put them in his mouth. Said, asking in a daze, "...do you want to eat?"

"I've already eaten lunch..." Xie Ziyang turned his head and glanced at Wu Xie, "You eat it when the fuck is hot, you have a bad stomach."