Where are the most beautiful seasons

It is exactly the same as the one on TV, even if there is a pimple on the face, it can be removed.You said, can this effect be the same as the video capture of the whole party? "

"Really!" Wu Xie was surprised.

In the past two months in Ninth Middle School, Wu Xie has constantly refreshed his understanding of the word "wealthy".

Damn it, it's good to have money, even a video of a campus party can be made so awesome, can this not make the brother schools envious and jealous!

"Xiao Wu..." Fatty said mysteriously, "Snacks... After it's done, I will thank you very much."

"Okay, pack it on me. It just so happens that there is no class in the afternoon. I will go to Xiao... Mr. Xie, and thank you very much..." Wu Xie put out the remaining half of the cigarette in the ashtray, "Wang Chu, if you fight for a little bit, you will be fine." I have it all, when the time comes, my red envelope will not be given away!"

Wu Xie left Fatty's office, hesitated for a moment, went back to the office and found his USB flash drive in his pocket, and was about to leave, when he saw Wang Mengmeng's children's shoes staring at him sadly with bloodshot eyes, he was startled Jumping, cursing: "Damn, what the hell are you looking at?"

"Wu Xie, are you going to abandon me and sell yourself to Wang Chu?"

Wu Xie was stunned for a moment, and realized that Wang Meng thought he was going to work for the fat man, so he raised his hand and gave Wang Mengmeng a brain collapse: "Selling yourself to Wang Chu can be regarded as an unspoken rule, why do I have to guard you?" !"

"Wu Xie, I am loyal to you, you can't..."

"You are loyal, you are stupid at work, I will go to Mr. Xie to get the video of the party..." As he spoke, Wu Xie stretched out his arms and hugged Wang Mengmeng, "Don't say I don't care about you, just tell me if you are in love with me." My girl, Lord help you get the video."

Wang Mengmeng turned his head to look at Wu Xie, and said with infinite affection: "It's not by the plum blossom, but by the willow."

"Go to hell!" Wu Xie pushed Wang Mengmeng hard, turned around and left, and Wang Mengmeng's classmate laughed strangely from behind.

Beside Mei, Wu Xie hummed the lyrics subconsciously in his heart, and the emotions that had settled in his heart began to churn again.Although he is a waste of liberal arts, since he does one line of work, he must love one line. When rehearsing "Beside the Plum", in order to express his respect to the master, he borrowed a set of "Peony Pavilion" from the school library to read it. I took a rough look and barely finished it.

As a modern man of pure science, without the slender sentimental nerve, he is not able to understand the love between the hero and heroine at first sight and then the love between life and death. He always feels that it is too fast and too superficial, but after reading it, he is very satisfied with it. Their courage to break through all obstacles and love to the end is admirable. When people are used to thinking twice, getting used to looking ahead and calculating gains and losses, and getting used to deceiving themselves to resolve regrets, this kind of simple persistence and fearlessness becomes more and more precious.

Thinking of this, Wu Xie inexplicably thought of that psychopath, although the second son was a hamstring, but he lived happily——

Whether you love me or not, I love you anyway;

Whether you accept it or not, I love you anyway.

Thinking all the way, I realized that I had reached the top floor of the graphic information building, and found that Xie Yuchen was not in the office. Wu Xie went from house to house, and when he went to the dance studio, he saw Yun Cai guiding a few girls to dance, and he didn't want to disturb her , and continued to move forward, before he had taken two steps, he heard "Wu Xie" from the boss in the room.

Yun Cai opened the door and poked his head out: "Wu Xie, why are you here?"

"Oh, I'm looking for Teacher Xie, and I just received a text message saying that I went to the information center to get the disk for the party."

"Teacher Xie took the students to the competition yesterday. If you want to get a disk, go to the computer room ([-]) on the fifth floor. This year's computer room seems to be made by a new computer teacher. The effect is superb." Yuncai explained enthusiastically.

"Okay, go ahead, I'll go down and have a look... What's the new teacher's last name?"

"It seems that the surname is... Hei?"

"The surname is Hei...resurname?" Wu Xie smiled.

"Wu Xie, you're so funny, I don't care about you anymore, I still have students here." Yun Cai shrank her head back and said, "It's been a long time since we got together, and your culture teacher is still in class, treat me when you're free ah……"

"Go, go." Wu Xie smiled and watched Yun Cai close the door, then turned and walked downstairs.

Knocked on the door, heard a "please come in", Wu Xie pushed the door, Teacher Hei hadn't said the word "black", when he saw the person in the room looking at him, he was so weathered Not left.

God!Quickly take me away, YY's target appears in the next second with perfect accuracy, is it really not a problem with your old man's settings?

"Hi! Little Third Master, we meet again."

"God...why...is it you?" Wu Xie glanced sideways at the number plate on the door, and realized it after confirming that it was correct. This is not the point, the point is, "Why are you here?"

"Why can't I be here? This is my office!" The black glasses stretched out his long legs, and the chair slid far away, stood up and passed Wu Xie to pull the doorknob, "Why don't you ask your third uncle?"

Wu Xie took a step into the door and looked back at the black glasses to close the door. Although he knew that this person could not just sit here casually, he still couldn't accept the fact that this was too unreliable. If such a person could enter the Ninth Middle School As a teacher, my third uncle must have been unspoken.

"Didn't you get kicked? Why did you come to No. [-] Middle School... How did you get in?"

"Sit down and talk..." The black glasses closed the door to see that Wu Xie was still sticking, and he pulled him to sit on the sofa, "It's a long story...can you ask one by one?"

The veins on Wu Xie's forehead twitched a little, he suppressed it, and asked the most important one: "Why are you here at Ninth Middle School?"

"This is so simple. Didn't you see four big characters written on my face?" Seeing that Wu Xie was still full of question marks, his black glasses lost a stupid expression, "I, Wei, Hua, Er." While talking, he made four dots on his face.

No!Chasing people to such a level is really not ordinary.

"I see 9527 on your face." Wu Xie was very speechless.

9527?

The black glasses froze for a moment, then grinned: "Thanks to the little third master's praise."

"Then how did you get into Ninth High School?"

"I signed a contract of prostitution with your third uncle, and I voluntarily went to the No. [-] Middle School as a slave. From then on, I will be in charge of the computer room, repairing computers, installing systems, playing movies, maintaining the network and other things every day. I will start from scratch at will."

The black glasses have imitated Zhou Xingchi's cheap behavior so much that he almost knocked on the table and chair.

There is a saying in the rivers and lakes: water has its source, trees have roots, and there are reasons for unreliability.

Wu Xie couldn't help laughing, and said, "My third uncle agreed?"

"I sold it to him, but he still doesn't agree? Are you asking me to pay him back?"

"Isn't it? No salary?"

"You can't say that. Although your third uncle doesn't explain it to the old fox, it's not like this. It's just..." The black glasses smiled strangely, "It's just a little trick..."

"What did you do?"

With this person's unreliable nature, could it be possible to puncture tires, splash paint or something?

"I didn't do anything, I just introduced a good computer teacher of yours to my original company..." Black Glasses took out a cigarette from his trouser pocket, threw one to Wu Xie, and continued, "The salary given by your third uncle I paid for his settling expenses, after all, he is not familiar with the place where he lived in S City, isn't he?"

"You..." Wu Xie couldn't comment on the behavior of the black glasses. He could only take the cigarette and put it on his mouth, and said vaguely: "You...the original company is..."

The black glasses said a company name, took out a lighter and lit a cigarette for Wu Xie, with a look of grievance on his face: "Little Sanye, do you think it's easy for me..."

Who is to blame?Didn't you ask for it?Such a good company will not wait, and a good computer engineer will not do it. If you insist on going to the Ninth Middle School to repair computers, this is not something that ordinary mental patients can do.

"Hey... School teacher Zhang is responsible for the recruitment of teachers in our school, and what President Wu said doesn't count!"

"The teacher has resigned. Where can I find someone at this time? Isn't the high school computing class just taking students to play games every week? It would be good to recruit me. What kind of bicycle do you want? That dumb principal of yours is not an idiot! Besides! , Don’t you have to pay for a computer repairer to install the system now? Besides, besides Chinese, I can teach everything else, right? Besides, wouldn’t it be a good idea to bring a sports student with Hua’er? Besides, I’m so handsome my teacher..."

"That's enough, that's enough...don't...say any more..." Wu Xie's teeth were itching, wishing he could punch that flat face, took a deep puff of cigarette, and slowly exhaled, " You come to Ninth Middle School, does Xiaohua know?"

"It is a must."

"Then what did he say?"

"How do you say it?" The black glasses coughed, straightened his shoulders, and a cold smile appeared on his mouth, "Hei Blind, go wherever you like, I don't care!"

Wu Xie was choked by a puff of smoke in his mouth, coughed so loudly that he couldn't speak while pointing at his black glasses.

Both you and that radish graduated from Beijing Film Academy, right?

The black glasses leaned against the back of the sofa with a cigarette in his mouth and smiled, puffing out smoke rings. After Wu Xie calmed down, he said leisurely: "Exactly."

Wu Xie took a breath, extinguished the cigarette in the ashtray, leaned on the back of the sofa, turned her head and asked the black glasses: "Even if Xiao Hua is curvy, he will still find a woman to marry in the end, even if it is not Love...you don't know the situation of his family..."

"He Xie Yuchen has this ability, let him get married, maybe his baby will call me daddy."

"You..." Wu Xie was stunned speechless, "Xiaohua is curvy, if she was straight, would you be like this too?"

"Straight? Like you?" The black glasses leaned forward and put out the cigarette butt, shrugged and didn't know what he was laughing at.

Wu Xie was in a hurry; "What do you compare me to?"

"It's really like you. It depends on who chases after me. If it's me... I can bend myself, and there are people who can't bend it? However, some people are not like this... I like it, and I think about others over and over again. Trying back and forth, I have to wait for the elm head to open up." The black glasses turned to stare at Wu Xie, and said with a smile, "The elm head is solid."

"Who the hell are you talking about?"

"What are you in a hurry for? It's not that I've taken a fancy to you."

"Then why are you looking at me?"

After finishing speaking, Wu Xie regretted it, what the hell did he say!

Wu Xie shook his head helplessly, he really didn't want to discuss the issue with this psychopath any more, so he raised his hand in a gesture of surrender, preventing the black glasses from spitting out any more ivory: "Okay... okay... wait for Xiaohua to come back..." Taking out the USB flash drive in his pocket, "Since I am a slave in Ninth High School, I will do some work for my master."

"Yo, Lord, please give me instructions!" The black glasses dragged on with a smothered voice.

"I'm here to get the video of the Teacher's Day party. For the whole party, I need a copy of my program. In addition, I will make a copy of other teachers' videos."

"Other teachers, whose?" You can feel the light in the black glasses through the sunglasses.

"Clouds."

"Clouds?" Black Glasses got up, went to the desk and shook the mouse, "Good friend?"

"What a good date!" Wu Xie also got up and threw the USB flash drive on the table, "Don't talk nonsense!"

The black glasses pulled the progress bar, clicked on the cloud, and stared at the small image: "Not bad, very beautiful." Then clicked Zhang Qiling under the name of the cloud to zoom in on the screen, "You dumb principal, singing is not bad."

Wu Xie didn't want to talk to him.

"It looks like a GAY at first glance."

Now, Wu Xie couldn't even pretend not to listen: "What nonsense are you talking about? Do you still want to work in Ninth High School?"

"What's the matter, tell me behind your back, you shouldn't sue me." The black glasses amplified the sound of the stereo and dragged it directly to the climax of the song, "Look at this affectionate confession, you don't know what to say to me." Which elm head is offstage?"

The video was shot very well. In the climax part of the song, the camera gradually advances, and finally stops on Zhang Qiling's face. In the picture, he tilts his head slightly, his eyes focus on one direction, persistent and passionate, such eyes - an arrow pierces the heart , Painful to the bone.

A heart is lowered and lowered, lowered into the dust, and tremblingly unfolds the petals, revealing the fragrant thoughts.

But always happy, neither too early nor too late,

because,

Meeting you is the most beautiful season of my life.

Wu Xie stared at the screen, as if he was standing in front of him, only each other, without the many irrelevant people on and off the stage, one word can solve everything.But the reality cannot be separated after all, what lies between them prevents them from seeing each other and themselves clearly.

"Hey hey...what's the matter? Look at a man with eyes like this..." The black glasses smiled, dragged the mouse, and moved the video of Yun Cai to Wu Xie's USB flash drive, "Go back and take a good look. "

"Why are you copying Xiao Zhang's?" Wu Xie came back to his senses, and the two files in the upper left corner of the desktop were copied at the same time.

"Buy one get one free."

22

This week, the most important job is to do all the work related to the evaluation of senior teachers' titles.

For the battle-tested members of the Ninth Middle School, from the principal to the students, they all adhere to the consistent policy of "despising the enemy strategically and attaching importance to the enemy tactically". In addition to replacing all the display boards on the campus with greetings in various sentences, even the class teacher woke up suddenly when he saw the beautiful thin gold body in his hand during the flag-raising ceremony on Monday. The task, hastily reminded the students that teachers from outside the school should not ask too difficult or tricky questions when they come to open classes, and they will ruin their place.

Wu Xie almost vomited up a mouthful of blood when he heard Ah Ning instructing the students in the class. Since he was in school, the teacher had instructed him in this way. It seems that as long as Wu Sansheng, an unreliable principal, leads , Ninth High School has to be so awesome and coaxed all the way.This has to be heard by the teachers at the brother school, is this intentional or not!

On Monday, Wu Sansheng led a group of vice-principals and middle-level leaders to warmly receive the teachers of various schools and the teaching and research staff of the teaching and research section who came to open classes led by the deputy bureau in charge of professional title evaluation.

In order to show support for this work, Wu Sansheng held a small welcome party in the big conference room, specially asked all the head teachers to accompany him, and slapped the table on the spot to reassure the teachers of the brother school—call students at will during class, just call them what number It's fine to list the first few students. If you can't answer when you stand up, you will beat his head teacher to death.

The class teachers were not surprised by this scene, and squinted at Wu Sansheng's solemn and high-profile show with squinted eyes, then hurriedly lowered their heads and took notes symbolically.

It is a rare opportunity for all teachers to be able to listen to the excellent teachers of the brother school at the door of their own home. For new teachers, they naturally attach great importance to it. Like Wu Xie, who only has one math class every day, it is even more important. One afternoon, I rushed to various classrooms like rushing to the market.

This morning, after taking the students for a run, Wu Xie was sweating, and he really didn't want to go back to the office to change his school uniform. Wearing a T-shirt and slacks, he walked directly from the playground to the classroom where he was attending class. As soon as he turned the corner of the building, he heard someone shouting When he looked back, it was Xie Ziyang.

"Wu Xie," Xie Ziyang ran a few steps to catch up, "Why didn't you go back and change your school uniform? You still look like a student from behind."

"Get out, there's no time to change. We're not like someone who has a male class teacher." Wu Xie gritted his teeth and stretched out his hand, "It's just right, lend me a pen."

"No, I just brought one."

Wu Xie glanced at Xie Ziyang's badge. Sure enough, there was only a pen hanging on it, and the school uniform was neatly dressed. She couldn't help but look up and down in feigned surprise—the textbook was held under her arm and her shoulders were straight. , very much the demeanor of an old teacher.

"Hey... I said, it's the most convenient... ah... Could it be something wrong?" Wu Xie winked and turned around a flight of stairs with a smile.

"The size of the situation!"

"I'm lying to you, I clearly said that day 'not by the plum, but by the willow'... I was so busy that I didn't have time to ask you, which girl Liu did you like?"

Xie Ziyang turned his head and glanced at Wu Xie, smiled and said, "Really not, wasn't the situation that day was threatening, if I really did, why not tell you?"

Wu Xie listened, and laughed like a thief: "You must have fallen in love with Qin Haiting!"

"Die!" Xie Ziyang abducted Wu Xie with his arm, "It's you that people have their eyes on!"

"No way!" Wu Xie pretended to be stupid.

After climbing the last flight of stairs, at the end of the corridor is the classroom where the lectures are to be attended. The two walked side by side among the teachers and students.

"Wu Xie, I gave her your phone number."

"Who?" Wu Xie asked in surprise.

"Who else could it be?"

"How did you contact her?"

"Why should I contact her? She left me a message on QQ asking me about you..." Xie Ziyang took out his phone and looked at it, "...I said, you really broke this time."

Wu Xie walked with her head buried.

"Do you still mean that?" Xie Ziyang asked.

"what?"

"I think she meant that."

"She is a graduate student now, a female doctor in the future, how dare I have that kind of meaning."

"Then there are still more?" Xie Ziyang shook his phone, "I didn't expect you to come to class at this time... Such a smug person can come here without changing his school uniform... She might call you Telephone."

"Xie Ziyang! You..."

"Hello, Principal Zhang!" Xie Ziyang greeted Zhang Qiling who was standing at the front door of the classroom and was communicating with the teacher who was about to start class.

"Hello, Headmaster Zhang..." Wu Xie was so entangled in what happened just now that he didn't notice Zhang Qiling. Hearing Xie Ziyang's greeting, he quickly followed suit.

Zhang Qiling nodded to the two of them, glanced at Wu Xie's wrinkled face vaguely, then turned his head and continued the conversation with the teacher just now.

After walking by, Wu Xie looked around and lowered his voice, "You are so fucking itchy, you..."

He reached into his trouser pocket to take out his cell phone, but before he took it out, the phone rang.

"Just take it, there are still 5 minutes before class starts, the girl is so active, no matter how you two have been together for several years."

Wu Xie hesitated for a while, took out his phone and looked at the strange number on it, and swiped open the screen lock: "Hello, hello."

Xie Ziyang patted Wu Xie on the shoulder and entered the classroom through the back door.

"...um...I'm fine...very fine...really...you're fine too..."

"... Nine Gates... is pretty good too... Didn't I bring you here...better than back then..."

"...It's good to be a teacher... It's really good..."

"..."

"...don't cry...don't cry...what's the matter...what's the matter..." Wu Xie lowered his voice, and switched the phone from one hand to the other.

"..."

"... I'm going to class soon... Really... I won't lie to you... Really... Another day... All right..."

"...Then I hang up...um...bye..."

Putting down the phone, Wu Xie let out a long breath, looked at the time, turned off the phone quickly, and prepared to enter the classroom.

"The phone is off."

Zhang Qiling's voice suddenly sounded from behind, and Wu Xie almost jumped up in shock.

"Master Zhang? Closed...closed..."

Zhang Qiling didn't say anything, and walked past Wu Xie into the classroom.

Wu Xie secretly cursed "Fuck", put away her mobile phone, and entered the classroom through the back door.

The classes that were drawn to the open class made preparations in advance. All the tables and chairs were moved forward, and four rows of plastic stools were placed at the back of the classroom.There were too many teachers who came to attend the class. When Wu Xie entered, there were no seats outside. When he looked inside, he saw that Zi Yang was waving to him. He wanted to squeeze in, but the seats were too full. Several teachers stood up just now. It caused confusion.Wu Xie quickly waved his hand to indicate that he would not go in, and retreated to the door to go out.

"Teacher Wu, sit in front." Zhang Qiling said softly.

Generally, the teachers who came in first took the stools in the back row first, and Zhang Qiling also came in late, so he could only sit near the last row of students.

Wu Xie looked in the direction of Zhang Qiling's finger. There was a seat next to a boy in the front row. Maybe there was a student asking for leave or there was no student sitting in that seat.

After the class bell rang, Wu Xie didn't change his posture, sat upright with his back tensed, and the cold sweat that broke out from running and the sudden phone call never disappeared. Flowing down into the sideburns and slicing across the side of the face, the sweaty T-shirt sticks to the body, tiny beads of sweat secretly gnawing at his body like weeds, sucking his blood and the memories buried deep in his mind .

In the distance, in front of a large publicity board, a girl with a ponytail and a red baseball cap is holding a palette and sketching casually, stopping to look around from time to time before continuing to paint with satisfaction, one stroke at a time The old-fashioned posters are full of vigor and vitality.

Sensing someone approaching, the girl turned her head, raised her brush hand and waved it at the person: "You are Wu Xie, you really have a special name, take a look, is there enough space for you to write?"

All he could see was a strip of bright green half shaded by the brim of his hat, half bathed in gold.

"That... that... your... face... face..."

"Oh? Face? What's wrong with the face?" The girl rubbed her face with her backhand, and a piece of green appeared, "Ah! I was too careless... Now... Is there anything else..."

"No more... no more..."

then,

She smiled, and when she smiled, a pair of dimples were sweet and shallow, filled with the afternoon sun;

later,

He smiled, and when he smiled, his eyes were clear and bright, reflecting the colorful stars.

then,

He dozed off to accompany her to self-study, he saved the money to buy famous brands to buy study materials for her, and he worked a summer job to buy her a set of painting materials that she had been reluctant to buy. Leaving was spurned by his buddies and helped her occupy the position of a famous teacher lecture for a day, he took her to listen to the idol's concert, he forced all relatives and friends to buy her paintings, he threatened and lured his third uncle to fund their seven-day trip to Taiwan, only To see her favorite painter's exhibition.

At last,

She said goodbye to him calmly, thanked him calmly, and described to him the future she wanted calmly; she said he was a good man, she said he would be happy, she said his eyes were bigger than the starry sky tonight Pretty, she said she regretted coming to him again.

But he,

Counting the treasured past in detail, I can't find the intersection where the sun disappears.

now,

It's only been three months, but things are different and people are different.

"Boy No.8 in the second column, please tell me how to add the auxiliary line for this question."

One, two, three, four... six, seven...

All eyes were on Wu Xie. Wu Xie was so shocked that he couldn't think clearly. Suddenly, it was the conditioned reflex of being caught sleeping in class when he was in college. He looked around and stood up straight. .

"Uh……"

The lecturer was either too nervous or too involved. He didn't notice the obvious abnormality underneath. Instead, he took a piece of chalk and turned sideways to place it next to the figure on the blackboard. After Wu Xie finished speaking, he drew on it.

"Student, where do you think this auxiliary line should be added?"

Wu Xie saw the form in front of him completely now, quickly glanced at the blackboard writing and graphics, and the answer was spinning in his mind at high speed: "Well... I think it should be connected..."

Several methods were rummaging in Wu Xie's mind, but which method was the teacher just mentioned?

God!Who will tell him that this open class was not screwed up by the students but was screwed up by a teacher or the principal's nephew, how good it is, isn't this a loud slap in the face of Wu Sansheng!

Just when Wu Xie was about to give an answer indiscriminately, a slightly cool finger drew a straight line from the right side of his back to the left waist...

Then leave.

"From point B to point F."

"Oh, from point B to point F..." The teacher connected an auxiliary line, "Other students, see if this is right... Okay... this student, please sit down."

Wu Xie was sweating all over again, and after sitting down, he smiled awkwardly at his "tablemate" who looked at him with strange eyes--I am really not a childcare worker, you have to believe in Ninth Middle School, we don't need childcare at all Son.

His hand was still so cold, but after he stroked it, there was a sea of ​​flames, and he frowned slightly as the heat wave was so close at hand, his mind was confused.

He and him, as long as he bends his legs and bows his head to take notes or he leans on the back of the chair and tilts his head back slightly, they can touch each other, and they can hear each other's heartbeats that are not as calm as they appear on the surface.

His breath, his taste, the traces they left in each other's hearts, are so clear that they can cover all the past—you don't have to think about it deliberately, because you can't forget it.

After class was over, Zhang Qiling left the classroom first, came to the front door to congratulate the teachers who were giving lectures, and then stood at the door to greet the teachers who had been leaving, saying some kind words like "Welcome to guide", and arrange someone to bring other teachers with them at any time. Go to the classroom for the next class or take the teacher who does not need to attend the class back to the meeting room for a rest.

Finally, all the teachers left, Wu Xie dawdled out of the classroom, walked past Zhang Qiling and called: "Mr. Zhang..."

"Ok?"

"What...that...phone...my...girlfriend...who was in college...has broken up..."

"Ah."

Um?So simple?

Hello!Facial paralysis, a little reaction, okay?Give me a step to die?

Wu Xie shook his hands in his pockets, coughed twice: "Then...then I...go first..."

"Wu Xie..."

"Ok?"

"That day, I didn't want to deduct your points..."

"Ah?" Wu Xie opened his mouth into an "O" shape and stared at Zhang Qiling with wide eyes.

Zhang Qiling raised the corner of his mouth slightly, with a smile in his eyes: "I'm kidding you..."

After finishing speaking, I left.

Zhang Luobo, you!

23

Aning went to the province to attend a one-week seminar on English curriculum reform, and when he left, he gave the class to Wu Xie with thousands of reminders.

From which day student likes to be late to which student doesn't like to sleep at night, from who and who is closer to who should focus on observing who is easy to take advantage of the head teacher's absence to go to the room, nagging and nagging several times, making Wu Xie was nervous for a while, if it wasn't for Ah Ning who wanted to go out and curse at her, I really wanted to tease her: Is your old man Tuogu or something?Isn't it just a week away, can you still go to the sky?

It wasn't until Wu Xie swore to the lamp that she would take good care of the saplings in her nursery, that Ah Ning reluctantly got on the school bus, and when the school bus drove slowly, she used a dignified expression of "I'll leave everything to you" Successfully forced out Wu Xie's goosebumps.

After seeing off Aning, Wu Xie immediately devoted herself to the promising career of "male nanny". Every day at six o'clock in the morning, she would show up at the door of the male dormitory on time, grabbing the ears and pulling the lads who were lazy while Aning was away from the bed. Take them out and escort them one by one to the cafeteria for breakfast.

The question of eating breakfast was a question that Aning emphasized and emphasized before leaving. He said that sixteen or seventeen-year-old children are at the time of growing their bodies, especially boys. They must not go to class without breakfast, otherwise they will not be energetic all morning. It is also easy to suffer from stomach problems and so on.

At the end of the escort team, Wu Xie sighed with emotion: How the hell did these traditions of Ninth Middle School pass down?Just rely on that unreliable old out of tune?Back then, when I was in No. [-] Middle School, even though I was a day student and had my own queen mother to take care of the daily life, the head teacher would suddenly ask me if I had breakfast.

At this moment, when he really did this, Wu Xie discovered that the so-called tradition is nothing more than a parental heart that belongs to the teacher.

After the lights were turned off that night, Wu Xie stayed on the floor where the boys' dormitory in his class was located, and walked back and forth several times until there was no sound in the dormitory before leaning against the wall of the outer corridor and lighting a cigarette, ready to stare until 10:30: [-] Then go to the girls' dormitory and ask the dormitory administrator over there about the situation of the girls in his class.

"Smoking is not allowed in student dormitories."

Wu Xiesun turned his head and glanced at the sound, grinned, exhaled the smoke in his lungs, and waited for someone to walk in before asking: "Do you want to deduct points?"

Zhang Qiling stopped in front of Wu Xie, took off the cigarette Wu Xie was holding between his fingers, put it in his mouth, flipped through the notebook in his hand, and after turning to a page, raised his head and squinted at Wu Xie: "On duty If you smoke during the period, three points will be deducted."

"No way! Principal Zhang..." Wu Xie stood up straight, "I'm not on duty... purely voluntary labor."

"I'm on duty."

Wu Xie opened his eyes wide: "Are you deducting points from yourself?"

Seeing that Wu Xie had reacted, Zhang Qiling hooked the corners of his mouth, took a deep breath of the cigarette, took out his mobile phone to check the time, and pointed to the stairs: "Go to the girls' dormitory and have a look, then go back to sleep."

"Oh, what about you?"

"I'll take a look at the next few floors downstairs." After speaking, he turned around and walked towards the stairs.

Wu Xie's eyes were glued to Zhang Qiling's two slender fingers holding the cigarette, so he couldn't ignore it, and his mind was full of one sentence: what he smoked was, I, smoked!

The blood in the whole body was divided into two routes, one route went up and exploded in the brain, and the other route went down and collected and ignited in the lower abdomen.

Wu Xie suppressed the feeling of not knowing what to do, hurriedly said a few times, and followed behind Zhang Qiling.

Descending to the corner of the stairs, Zhang Qiling stood in the shadows and looked up at Wu Xie, the flame of the cigarette butt flickered on and off.

Wu Xie was so stretched that his veins were throbbing violently, he gritted his teeth and rushed downstairs, forcing Zhang Qiling to take a few steps back into the shadows, snatched the cigarette from his mouth and took a strong puff, then threw the cigarette butt that almost reached the filter to the ground and stomped it out , raised his head, panting heavily, and confronted Zhang Qiling nose-to-nose.

"Master Zhang..." Wu Xie said hoarsely.

"Ok?"

"Can... have... feel... do you... ummmm..."

"Then try it..."

Zhang Qiling grabbed his waist violently and sealed his mouth forcefully. With his soft and flexible tongue, he pried open the gap between his teeth with unquestionable momentum and strength, licked his sensitive upper jaw skillfully, and rolled his avoiding tongue. Pick up, entangle, suck.

Wu Xie's brain exploded with a "boom", as if the fire in his body had finally found an outlet to vent. He responded enthusiastically to Zhang Qiling, pushed Zhang Qiling straight to the wall, and pressed his whole body against the wall. He rolled his tongue into his mouth, and when it was rolled, they were tightly entangled, his hands were raised in the air and he didn't know where to put them, Zhang Qiling grabbed him and hugged him around his waist.

Wu Xie put his arms around Zhang Qiling's thin waist, and suddenly remembered the black unicorn riding on the fire and the wind, and inserted his right hand along the side of the waist into the bodies of the two people who were tightly pressed together, covering it all the way up and sketching the place where it was in the impression. its silhouette.

"Hmm..." Zhang Qiling's body froze, his abdominal muscles and chest muscles stretched tightly, he bent one leg and stuck it between Wu Xie's legs, and gently pushed it up, and the rubbed part straightened up at some point Fiery firm.

Wu Xie woke up as if he had been shocked by an electric shock. He hurriedly opened the distance between the two of them and was about to retreat, but he was held tightly by Zhang Qiling's arms and couldn't move a centimeter.

"Mr. Zhang... you..."

"Wu Xie..." Zhang Qiling stared straight at Wu Xie's flustered eyes, grabbed Wu Xie's hand and touched the same firm and hot body in front of him, "Do you feel it?"

This was Wu Xie's first encounter with same-sex desire, and the strong sense of disobedience made him shrink back instinctively, trying to break free as if he had touched a red-hot iron.

This time, Zhang Qiling didn't use any more force, allowing Wu Xie to break free and back away...

"What... Headmaster Zhang, I still have to go to the girls' dormitory... I... I'll go first..."

fuck!

Hard!

It's hard...

i...fuck...

Holding a gun, let alone going to the girls' dormitory for inspection, even Wu Xie can't get out of the yard of the boys' dormitory—if he walks to the door and is stopped by the dormitory administrator to chat...

elder brother!How on earth did you fuck this prodigal thing hard in the boys' dormitory?

Fuck!

If that's the case, don't do it anymore, just reincarnate directly!

Fortunately, this dormitory building is not far from the teacher's dormitory building. It only needs to climb over an iron fence that is as high as a person and then walk around a green belt.

So, after Wu Xie went downstairs in a panic and awkwardly, after observing the terrain, he went straight to the iron fence, and climbed up the railing with a run-up... The momentum was too great, and he twisted his foot slightly when he landed.

Looking back, Wu Xie had lingering fears—as expected, he was rusty after not practicing for a long time, and the gun was hanging on.