Where are the most beautiful seasons

Old Fox's Trap

Wu Xie came out of Zhang Qiling's office, and within a few steps, he bumped into Wu Sansheng who had just come out of the elevator.

"...Damn it! I can't finish it... The province pays attention to it? I don't care about it, I just can't finish it... No... I'm talking about Xie Laojiu, don't you know what our family is? What's so awesome? Awesome? I can't do it for someone who graduated from a normal school..." Wu Sanxing strode forward with his mobile phone in his hand, paused slightly when he saw Wu Xie, then raised his eyebrows, and a faint smile flashed at the corner of his mouth, then raised his chin and looked at him with his eyes Signal him to wait.

The tone was not good, and Wu Xie didn't call him. She turned sideways to the corridor, and looked at his third uncle with a grin.

Wu Sansheng walked past Wu Xie, switched the phone to the other hand, slapped Wu Xie on the back, and then embraced him by the shoulder, walking towards the office with his arms around him, while arguing with the other end of the phone : "... I have the final say on this?... Zhang Qiling? At most Zhang Qiling can teach a class, but the brush and pen calligraphy can be practiced in two or three days? You have to force me to do it?" As for the results, I will send Zhang Qiling to you. Anyway, that kid looks young. When you reported the materials, you said that he just graduated at 22... You fucking know this is nonsense..."

Hearing the name "Zhang Qiling", Wu Xie couldn't help pricking up his ears, and leaned closer to the phone, trying to hear clearly what the two old people were talking about.

"I don't care, anyway, you have to give me grades this time, if you can't do it, then sell your fucking old face..." Xie Lianhuan yelled on the other end of the phone.

"Okay! If you don't mind being embarrassed, I'll go, but we have to agree, take the first place, and you have to talk about calling grandpa..."

An extremely loud "roll" on the other end of the phone made Wu Xie tremble, and quickly stretched his neck away.

Wu Sansheng laughed and turned off the phone, put it in his trouser pocket, and touched the keys casually.

"What's the matter?" Wu Sansheng pushed open the door, loosened Wu Xie's hand and motioned him to go in.

"What's the matter?" Wu Xie immediately understood that Wu Sanxing was on a mission, and quickly added, "You asked me to wait, I thought you had something to do with me!"

"It's not me, what are you doing on the eighth floor?" Wu Sanxing gave Wu Xie a hand and let him into the office.

"Ahhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh,was just now at Principal Zhang's office." Wu Xie entered the office and leaned on the big sofa, seemingly casually throwing the folder in his hand on the coffee table.

"School Zhang?" Wu Sansheng also sat down, grabbed the cigarette case on the coffee table and knocked out a mouthpiece, "He's looking for you, what's the matter?"

"It's nothing, I'll come up and get a copy of the information about taking the students to the competition." Wu Xie took out a lighter and lit it for Wu Sansheng, then took out a cigarette and lit it for himself.

"Oh, yes, I almost forgot, Principal Zhang told me about letting you lead the competition... That person is very demanding, follow him to do some snacks, don't act like a fool."

"How could I?!" Wu Xie looked angrily, "I am serious about my work!"

"I know this. If you don't take it seriously, can you stay until now? School Zhang should have been opened long ago. I just remind you that he is no better than others, and he won't give anyone's face. It's your Uncle Xie's face...shouldn't you give it to me?" Still don't give..."

Having said that, Wu Xie's curiosity was aroused, he leaned forward, with a smirk on his face: "Whose call was it just now... Uncle Xie begged you for something, old man, look, this phone He's an old man..."

Wu Sansheng also laughed: "Isn't it a 'Basic Skills Contest for New Teachers' held once a year? It was originally a form of no practical significance. The little brats who just started the job are compared to farts, just to show off... In the past years, the city It’s okay to mess around, I don’t know which grandson in the province suffered a stroke after taking a nap this year, so we have to hold a provincial competition... But you, Uncle Xie, will not be calm when you go out of the city, you say my dear father He didn't show off his son so much, why is he a godfather? He insisted on "guaranteeing the second to fight for the first", and I gave him a fart to "guarantee the second to fight for the first", no... I said no, he would fight with me It's..."

"Oh! It's rare, it's rare that the third master said no?" Wu Xie joked with a smile, "You are too humble! As for the teachers of our school, why is the game not a sweep, how cowardly is this pretending? "

"Stinky boy!" Wu Sansheng raised his cigarette-holding hand as a gesture to hit him, but after being dodged by Wu Xie, he angrily lit some ash in the ashtray he handed over like a dog, and continued, "This is different! Old teacher The competitions, not to mention the provincial ones, but the national ones, they still come back with rankings... You know what the basic skills competition for new teachers compares to, and you are just yelling here?"

"Compared to what? Isn't it just talking about lessons, preparing lesson plans, and attending classes? At most, multimedia applications and courseware production are added. What else can you have? Laoyou, Xiuxiu, Qin Haiting...you can't give it to you if you just pick one." Guaranteed two to fight for one' huh?"

"If it's just these few things, then I'll send you all out, and I want to get a group! This basic skills competition also includes three strokes and speeches. Let's not talk about brush strokes, but the pen strokes... If he didn't teach chemistry, I'd be embarrassed to say...Xiuxiu? You asked her if she found the feeling in Chinese speech? Teacher Qin is fine, but you let her practice calligraphy in a month? We don't know anything about other subjects. It can be equipped with manpower for a special assault, so what about these three characters?"

"Then...then...then the new teachers from other schools are all so good at three strokes?"

"This is a professional course at the National Normal University. Those who have practiced for four years are better than those of you who have become monks halfway. It is not at 01:30. To tell you the truth, let alone the province, it is the city. Since Zhang Qiling came to take charge of personnel affairs in our school , I never won this award.”

"What's the matter with school Zhang?"

"Of course it's none of his business! The new teacher he recruited was not a teacher. This year, I told him to recruit a teacher with excellent basic skills. It's not a problem if he doesn't get this award, but the last one Didn't he give you the quota... yes! Let alone the provincial competition this year, even the city will be wiped out..."

A sentence that was meant to be quick to talk, but accidentally poked into the lungs of the person he was passionately in love with made Wu Xie take the time to recall the scene of the next interview day in the sweetness of knowing the truth unintentionally, and he was even more concerned about this kind of "spoofing his man" The "behavior" is "tolerable and unbearable", and the tail is blown up.

"School Zhang is a talented person. How do you know that he recruited me not for this competition? Can he recruit a normal student who can write as well as me? Can multimedia applications and courseware production be as good as me? Besides, Can he be as handsome as me, and have a higher impression score than me? And talk about lectures, attend lectures...what is wrong with me? I still don't believe it..."

"Hehe! Why are you in a hurry? If you want to be ambitious, we will sign the military order, and the third uncle will assign you the best manpower... Let me tell you, Uncle Xie, we don't care about 'protecting the second and fighting for the first' at all." Go directly to the first place, do you dare?"

Wu Xie was taken aback, blinked and stumbled, "This... this... you... you can't... you can't..."

Wu Sansheng waved his hand, with an expression of "Going out and turning left, what should I do?"

Wu Xie stood up abruptly, took out the cigarette in his mouth and put it out in the ashtray: "Sign it, sign it! Who is afraid of whom?"

How young!What a drive!

Wu Sansheng lit a cigarette, put it in his mouth, relaxed his body and leaned against the back of the sofa, squinted his eyes and looked at the door that was just closed through the smoke.

I've been working for a month, but I haven't seen any improvement, and I still jump when I'm so excited.But...it doesn't seem right today, why did I jump before I got excited?

Wu Sansheng rationalized the "trapping plan" that started when he saw Wu Xie in the corridor... It was really step-by-step, scheming, and aggressive...but before the trick was used, the prey was caught, really missing the last One hit, one move kills the pleasure...

This little bunny!

Wu Xie took the file folder that Zhang Qiling stuffed in his hand when he came out of Zhang Qiling's office, humming a little tune all the way into the teaching office with the joy of being proud of his man, and met Chen Wenjin's smiling eyes.

"Where did this come from? You can't see with your big eyes." Chen Wenjin put down the notice of "Basic Skills Competition for New Teachers" that had just been issued by the province where he was studying.

Wu Xie naturally raised the folder in his hand: "I just went to school Zhang to get the materials for the student competition."

"That's right, I almost forgot about it if you didn't tell me, you are from Principal Zhang... However, this attitude... seems to have changed too quickly, I don't know who would rather be exploited by me than Don't you want to go up to the eighth floor?" Chen Wenjin continued to tease Wu Xie with a smile.

"Isn't that young and ignorant..." Wu Xie salivated over with a playful smile, "Sister Wen Jin, do you have any information about the 'Basic Skills Competition for New Teachers'?"

"'Basic Skills Competition for New Teachers'?" Chen Wenjin was surprised, "You want to participate?"

"Yeah, let's play..."

"Did you see your third uncle just now?" Chen Wenjin answered irrelevantly.

"Ah, what's wrong?"

"Ah...ha...it's okay..." Chen Wenjin smiled meaningfully, "I have materials from several years ago, I'll find them for you..."

Wu Sansheng, you old fox, you can be as bad as you can...

However, let alone, let Xiaoxie go, maybe he can really get a ranking...

It's not impossible!

Wu Xie returned to the office, threw himself into the chair, stared at the folder on the table and smiled slyly, and when he finally figured out why he came out, Zhang Qilingfei asked him to bring a folder down, ground his teeth for a while, and took out the folder. Send text message by mobile phone:

"School Zhang, the inner folder...has honorably completed the task assigned by the organization."

Soon, Zhang Qiling's text message came back:

"I'll get it in the afternoon."

Uncle Zhang's!

dig your own hole

Next, Wu Xie carefully studied the notice of the "Basic Skills Competition for New Teachers" issued by the Provincial Education Bureau and the various materials Chen Wenjin had compiled for him. Sansheng: "Third Uncle! You are my little dear Third Uncle. The military order just now... I mean, just in case, just in case... In case I accidentally stumbled and was cut off by the enemy, is it possible? Come back and be flogged?"

There was a burst of laughter on the other side of the phone, and then the tone became unserious: "I said Xiaoxie, logically speaking, your third uncle and I are not people who can't afford to lose. In this competition, our No. [-] Middle School has played in the city for the past two years. The best place in the game is the third place, I really don’t expect this year, but you, Uncle Xie...you know that person, right...you will suffer for it...if...I mean just if...of course, how could it be possible In case, our eldest nephew takes the enemy's head thousands of miles away, what is the name of the head, if it is not a bag? How can there be an event, right... But then again, there is really someone who is not as good as the sky What... Our sister-in-law asked, so we have an excuse, right? Hey, Xiaoxie, you said you were a little distracted when you were in love... What's the reason? Maybe our sister-in-law thinks it's a good thing, first What can we do if we are not number one, or the longevity of our old Wu family's incense is a big deal..."

"Okay, okay...Third Grandpa, don't talk about it, your spirit has been fully understood, and we will start to risk our lives, do you always see it?" Wu Xie gritted his teeth on the phone.

This old fox actually used the day of the Mid-Autumn Festival as an issue. If he knew that seeking skins from tigers would be like digging his own grave, he might as well just drag the old itchy to his back.

"That's right! That's right! Don't worry, Third Uncle has confidence in you. In addition, I'll tell you the truth. This competition is at the provincial level, and it's about the reputation of the Ninth Middle School. I value it from top to bottom. It has already been handed over to School Zhang. According to the events of the competition, the staff will be organized to hold a group training for all the new teachers who signed up for the competition this year. It is definitely the strongest lineup that Ninth Middle School can produce. If you take ten thousand steps back, you just won’t be able to get the ranking. , can also learn a lot, there is a lot of benefit but no harm."

After hearing this, Wu Xie put down the phone with conviction, and continued to weigh his own weight against the game schedule.

"Wu Xie..."

"Huh?" Wu Xie looked up at Wang Mengmeng opposite, "What's the matter?"

"The house in our hometown has already started to be built."

"That's right! The efficiency is quite high..." Wu Xie stood up with a smile, took an empty water glass to fetch water, turned around and sat down on Wang Mengmeng's table, and took a big gulp of water.

This morning, I didn't bother to drink a sip of water, and I was thirsty and smoked.

"While I'm at home, I'll gather everything I can, and I'll be relieved when I leave..." Wang Mengmeng looked at Wu Xie and smiled, then picked up a book on the table and slapped Wu Xie's butt, "Go away... ..."

"Fuck...you fucking don't sit at my table anymore?" Wu Xie jumped off the table and looked around, "I said... can we come across a stool from the opposite door? There is no place for everyone to sit..."

"What's the use? The people who come here are all looking for Director Chen and Director Li. Those who are looking for us are never a voice or a phone call. Who can come..." Before the words fell, Wang Mengmeng seemed to be bitten by a dog's tail. His eyes were wide open, his tongue was tied, and he was about to stand up in a hurry, "Zhang... Zhang Xiao..."

Wu Xie hurriedly turned her head, and saw Zhang Qiling standing at the door raising her hand to signal Wang Mengmeng not to get up—it wasn't looking for him.

That's for me?Didn't you say come this afternoon?But people are stuck at the door...

Wu Xie quickly straightened her back, slipped back to her seat and stood up, cleared her throat: "Mr. Zhang..."

"Mr. Zhang, sit down..." Wang Mengmeng moved his chair to the opposite of Wu Xie's desk, and cast a self-seeking look at Wu Xie, "Wu Xie, Wang Chu just called me to go." Organize the data of extremely poor students."

This kid, this time the flattery is in the right place, Wu Xie grinned at Wang Mengmeng's back with oil on his feet, picked up the teacup and drank half a cup, then turned to Zhang Qiling and said, "Can't wait?"

Zhang Qiling sat across from Wu Xie, with his eyes bent, watching the child's frightened expression and not speaking.

Wu Xie put down the teacup, looked left and right, and suddenly half of her body crossed the table, almost touching Zhang Qiling's nose, and said a word deep in her nasal cavity: "Miss me?"

The smile on the corner of Zhang Qiling's mouth finally curled up. He stretched out his hand to pinch Wu Xie's earlobe, and asked with affectionate eyes, "Dear" in an affectionate tone: "Have you been tricked?"

"Who?!" Wu Xie broke free from Zhang Qiling's hand, sat back in the chair and panted with guilt, glanced at Chen Wenjin's office next door and cursed with a smile, "Fuck, you should pay attention to the influence..."

"Director Chen is in Principal Wu's office." The smile in Zhang Qiling's eyes was still there, and he looked at Wu Xie intently.

"Really?" Although he knew it was impossible, Wu Xie still subconsciously misunderstood. Knowing that his expression must be a bit lewd, he quickly added, "How do you know?"

"Principal Wu asked me to talk to Director Chen just now."

"What are you talking about?" Wu Xie thought for a while, and immediately figured it out, "...is it about the 'Basic Skills Competition for New Teachers'?"

"Well. This time, President Wu and the Bureau attach great importance to the competition. Although all new teachers must participate in the city competition in principle, but..." Zhang Qiling smiled, "You! You must win the provincial competition."

"Must?" Wu Xie jumped, "Why?"

"Didn't you sign the military order?"

"If I sign it, I will definitely get the ranking?" Wu Xie stammered, "Besides... besides... I haven't... haven't signed yet!"

"It must be taken. Just now we have set a few key training targets, and you are the key point."

"How many? Who else?" Wu Xie asked.

"Qin Haiting from the language group, Huo Xiuxiu from the English group, Lang Feng from the chemistry group, and Ye Cheng from the history group."

Wu Xie understood, two liberal arts groups, two science groups plus an English group.He has listened to the classes of these people. They are indeed the best among the new teachers. They are outstanding in all aspects. Compared with them...

For a while, Wu Xie stopped talking, and lowered his head, turning a gel pen around in his hand.

"Not confident?" Zhang Qiling asked.

"It's a bit..." Wu Xie looked up at Zhang Qiling, "I really can't get the ranking, it's quite embarrassing..."

Zhang Qiling stared at Wu Xie for a while, then suddenly said, "I'm here all the time."

Wu Xie blinked and frowned: "Fuck——then I'm even more ashamed?"

Zhang Qiling pursed his lips, and pushed the paper in front of Wu Xie: "This is the school training program and the approximate timetable... The three strokes are up to you."

Wu Xie picked it up and looked at it. Each event was trained by a teacher. Looking around, they were all talented people. It seemed that Wu Sansheng's statement of the strongest lineup was true.Although as far as the single item of writing is concerned, it is well-deserved that his Wu Xie's name is included in it, but modesty is a virtue after all, Wu Xie just wanted to shirk a few words, but was shocked by the three big characters "Hei Yanjing" and almost fell under the table——

"This... this... this is... that... that... black glasses?... is that psycho?..."

"Ah."

"What is he doing?"

"Responsible for multimedia application and courseware production."

Of course Wu Xie could understand the black and white paper, horizontal and vertical forms, but he still read it again unwillingly, raised his head and asked Zhang Qiling: "Are you sure?"

"Ah."

There is no need to doubt the ability of the black glasses. At the Teacher's Day party, it was enough to impress Wu Xie, who has some experience in computers, but... well... we are being drilled, and the leaders are not in a hurry. Let us be in a hurry hair?

Wu Xie once again focused on the very intensive training time——

Some evening self-study arranges one training project, some evening self-study arranges two training projects, and the number of three-stroke characters arranged by oneself is the most, and most of them are one of the two training projects.

This means that one night, his head was drilled to the point of disgrace by others, and then he turned around and drilled others in fives and sixes.

It's your uncle Zhang's deliberate arrangement for this fucking arrangement!

"Your time is more flexible. When other teachers can't make it, you will fill the vacancy."

Wu Xie raised her head and glanced at Zhang Qiling, and raised her eyebrows: "Principal Zhang, it's not voluntary labor, right? We haven't paid off the debt yet."

"Participating in the training is calculated according to the class hours during the day, and the training teacher is tripled."

three times?So rich, so angry?

"Deal!" Wu Xie slapped the paper on the table, glanced at the file folder of the student competition from the corner of his eye, and pouted, "Over there..."

"I'll watch over there first, and wait for you to finish the game."

After talking about the business, no one spoke, the two sides exchanged glances, Zhang Qi Ling's white shirt was slightly open, and a part of the collarbone was looming, and the perfectly tailored line was gathered around the waist, even when sitting.

Wu Xie was hot all over, and a stream of heat was rushing upwards. If it wasn't for his office like a city gate, he would have become so beastly and pounced on him...

Oh shit……

Wu Xie took out her phone, quickly wrote a few words and sent it:

Don't look any further, I'm going to be hard.

Zhang Qiling took out his phone and pressed it twice, the corner of his mouth twitched, and he raised his eyes to add fuel to the fire where Wu Xie's legs overlapped: "Where's the lunch box?"

"Huh?" Wu Xie couldn't turn her head around for a while, what is the lunch box for?

"The fourth class is over, go up and eat."

Wu Xie understood, and quickly pulled out the lunch box from the drawer, and threw it over: "I want two servings of pork liver with green peppers."

Actor Zhang wins another Oscar

On Monday, Wu Xie had the fourth class in the morning. Usually, Wang Mengmeng would help him bring back the food, so as not to rush to the cafeteria after class to get cold, and there would be no good food.

It's not a good job either, Wang Mengmeng is still working hard, when he was told that he was laid off today, the sad little eyes made Wu Xie's intestines writhe, what reason can he find to make this kid not suspicious? ?

It's really bad, if I knew this, how good would it be to go to Zhang Qiling's outer room in the first place?

There must be a way for the car to reach the mountain, and we will talk about this later.

Wu Xie didn't return to his office after class. He went straight to the eighth floor with his books and hands full of chalk dust.

It is good to have a daughter-in-law!

The moment Wu Xie looked at his wife, the back of Wu Xie's head burst into joy.

"Damn, I'm starving to death!"

I ate breakfast early, and it was already the limit to hold on until now. Wu Xie stepped in, threw the book on the coffee table, and rushed to the lunch box on Zhang Qiling's desk——

He stepped out with one foot, but after thinking about it, he was passionately in love, and it was better to maintain a little image, so he hurriedly rushed into the bathroom in the inner room to wash his hands.

The main component of chalk is calcium sulfate, which is difficult to dissolve in water. You have to wash it with water for a while, and then rub it with a large amount of hand sanitizer. Otherwise, it will not foam at all, and it will be astringent. …

"Have you had breakfast?"

"The bun that Xie Ziyang brought me." He wanted to slap his face after he finished speaking casually, but just as he was about to turn his head to explain, a black shadow came over, and Wu Xie subconsciously hid back. When he saw clearly that the hidden weapon was a piece of pig liver, Bite it without hesitation.

"Roar...roar..."

How is it hot?Wu Xie chewed every bit of stitches while chewing.

"Today's pork liver must be made by Master Kong. It tastes good...ah..." Wu Xie turned to Zhang Qiling and opened his mouth wide, "One more piece..."

Zhang Qiling piled a piece of pork liver on a small piece of rice, poked them together and stuffed them into Wu Xie's mouth: "It's a little salty."

"Salty...why didn't I feel that?" Wu Xie pulled down the towel to wipe his hands while continuing to grope, "...maybe...um...my taste is rather strong."

"Really?" Zhang Qiling saw that Wu Xie had finished washing, and then went to the office with the lunch box.

Is it?It's not heavy enough!Wu Xie slandered, and even ate raw radishes.

Wu Xie followed him out of the room and fell into Zhang Qiling's big swivel chair. After picking up the lunch box, he saw something like a small plate with wires plugged in on the table. He raised the lunch box and looked at the bottom of the box, and said suspiciously: " Hot rice?"

"Warm water."

"Warm water?" Wu Xie still stared at the thing, took a mouthful of rice, "Did you buy it?"

"No, it was given by the students on Teacher's Day." Zhang Qiling sat in the chair opposite the desk, watching Wu Xie gobble it up.

"Sent by the students?" Wu Xie swallowed a mouthful of food, then went to grab the water glass on the table, "From my class?"

"Just sent to the class of the third year of high school."

Wu Xie held a pig liver in her mouth, pinched her throat and held a lunch box to make a heart-shaking gesture: "Principal Zhang is the most handsome...Principal Zhang is so cool...Principal Zhang is so amazing..."

Zhang Qiling stared at Wu Xie and twitched the corners of his mouth little by little. After making a complete smile, he suddenly straightened his body and bounced off the back of the chair. The fainted expression screamed: "The most handsome and most handsome Teacher Wu, come and take a look, Teacher Wu, I love you, I love you, I love you to death—"

"Puff—cough cough cough—cough cough cough—"

"Fuck!" Wu Xie threw away his lunch box and coughed earth-shatteringly, his face turned pale, and it took him a long time to recover, he grabbed a tissue and wiped his mouth, with the expression of seeing a ghost Staring at Zhang Qiling, he took out another piece of paper to wipe the rice grains that he sprayed out on the table, crumpled up a large ball of paper and threw it into the trash can. He really didn't know how to express his messy mood at the moment, so he could only pick up the lunch box again and continue to pick. rice, and then squeezed out a sentence, "How can it be so exaggerated?"

Zhang Qiling had already recovered his paralyzed face, leaned back in the chair to look at him, and didn't answer, just looked at him with an uncontrollable smile on his face...

After a while he stood up, filled the cup with water and placed it in front of Wu Xie.

After Wu Xie finished his meal, he sat down in the swivel chair and patted his belly, feeling very comfortable.

When we are full of food and clothing, shouldn’t we think about lust?

"Noon...won't you sleep for a while?" Wu Xie asked.

"sleep."

"Oh……"

"..."

"Aren't you on duty this month?"

Wu Xie asked again—you should never expect Zhang Qiling to do things like looking for something to talk about.

"Ah."

"Not worth it at noon?"

"Ah."

"That training doesn't start tonight, does it?"

"Wednesday."

"Then... go out to eat tonight?"

"Row."

……

Say a few more words and you can die!I'm so bored. Where did I see this stuffy oil bottle?

……

Wu Xie rolled his eyes at the ceiling, stood up slowly, picked up the lunch box, and said, "I'll wash the lunch box, you go to sleep, I'll bring you lunch tomorrow at noon."

Zhang Qiling didn't answer, and followed Wu Xie into the inner room, leaning against the bathroom door to watch Wu Xie clumsily wash the lunch box.

"Go to bed soon? It won't be long." Wu Xie washed the lunch box, shook the water in his hand, smiled at Zhang Qiling by the door, walked two steps, and turned back, "I'll bring you the door, Just don't come out..."

Before the words were finished, a strong force rushed forward from behind. Before Wu Xie could turn around, he was thrown on the bed, pinned down firmly, and the lunch box came out of his hand and hit the floor.

"Fuck... the lunch box..." Wu Xie shrugged his shoulders to lift the person on him, and stretched his arms to pick up the lunch box on the ground, "Why... you don't... hiss... Zhang Qiling... you belong Dog's..."

Zhang Qiling was still firmly restraining Wu Xie, with his head buried between his neck and shoulders, and he let go after a while, breathing heavily and bursting out from the depths of his chest——

Wu Xie...

This sound, suddenly, made Wu Xie feel distressed.

He remembered that when he was ten years old, when the Queen Mother went abroad for inspection, he took home a white purebred Samoyed dog that was only one month old and was given to him by his classmates. They all hugged each other under the covers and loved each other.A month later, the queen mother came back, furious, and ordered him to send the dog away as soon as possible. Wu Xie knew that the queen mother was busy with work and didn't like dogs, but he really liked this little furry guy so much that he refused to compromise no matter what.He prayed to his mother with all the "tricks" a ten-year-old child could do, and promised her that he could take care of and train the puppy so that he would never be annoying to his mother.Finally, the queen mother negotiated with the ten-year-old child: Mom firmly forbids keeping a dog at home, but if this dog really has feelings for you as you said, would you like to make a bet with mom? We will put it in a strange place. If it thinks that you, the owner, can find it by itself, mother will agree with you to keep it, but you have to be responsible for taking care of it, and before that, you must fully understand the meaning of being responsible for another life.After thinking about it for two days, he agreed to make this bet with his mother.The puppy squatted at the door of his house a day later. He will never forget the feeling when he opened the door to school in the morning and saw those black eyes. At that moment, he dared not hug it. Just a dog that looks a lot like it.After finally confirming that it was his Dabai, he hurriedly took it into his room and put a lot of dog food before running to school.It wasn't until he went home at noon to bathe it and held it in his arms that he truly believed that it came back, it was his own, and it was with him ever since.

The force of restraint eased, Wu Xie turned over and looked at Zhang Qiling, the love and pity in his heart flowed from the brows and eyes, he wrapped his arms around his thin waist, rubbed his soft hair with the other, slowly The fluffy head was pressed into his shoulder socket, and the soft earlobe was held in his side, and he sucked hard. After a while, he sighed leisurely: "Fool, haven't I just come back..."

Fight wits with pig-like roommates

On Monday night, Aning had something to do temporarily, so he asked Wu Xie to take the night shift.

On Tuesday, Wu Xie's own evening shift.

Wednesday……

Training begins.

What a fucking cheater!

On Thursday, when Wu Xie came back from the first get out of class, he had been immersed in a large stack of training materials, and was infinitely irritated by the stimulation of pedagogy and psychology.

But Wang Mengmeng's blind child stared at the computer while staring at the computer with a piece of candy in his mouth: "Hey hey hey...".

"Fuck away!"

"Hey... I said Wu Xie, this candy is really delicious, do you have any more?"

"No!" Wu Xie said angrily, "Except for the fat guy at the opposite door, you snatched a lot more. Haven't you eaten enough?!"

"It's delicious, who can eat enough!" Wang Mengmeng cleared his throat, drooped his face, his eyes were gloomy, "I was addicted to sugar when I was young. My family was poor, and I couldn't buy sugar to eat. Every day, I borrowed money from a rich family. One lick, counting days to pay back..."

"Get out! You still lick it every day, are you disgusting?" Wu Xie raised his head from the thick information, straightened his body and fell on the backrest, and said with a smile, "Okay! I can still draw a few words... What text is this from?"

"Don't look down on people! I got more than 100 points in Chinese in the middle school entrance examination, and I'm an old lady in high school. It's getting worse every day." Wang Mengmeng finally swallowed the sugar in his mouth, smacking his mouth, and continued. , ""Send Dongyang Horse's Life Preface", I memorized it well when I was in school!"

"Yo! Not bad! My language is congenitally deficient, and the day after tomorrow... oh! Don't mention it, it's all tears..." Wu Xie thought of the painful ancient prose, and looked at the "Book of Heaven" in front of him...the egg hurts a little .

"You must be like me. You didn't meet a good Chinese teacher, and you fell asleep in Chinese class... Now that I think about it, our high school teacher is also very good. No matter in the morning class or in the afternoon class, he can teach us when we are sleepy. Later We all have conditioned reflexes, and we feel sleepy when we see the word 'Chinese'." Wang Mengmeng was heartbroken, his face full of unwilling melancholy, "If I could meet a Chinese teacher like Mr. Huo back then, my Chinese score would be at least 20% higher. The score, the first choice was admitted..."

Just as Wu Xie wanted to scold him, "I think he's too fat to be narrow-minded", he was blocked by the word "Teacher Huo" and stuck in his throat: "Cough...cough...what? Which Teacher Huo?"

"Huo Ling! Doesn't Huo Xiuxiu teach English?"

"Huo Ling?" Wu Xie's eyes widened, and he asked in surprise, "You...you...you, aren't you?"

"Get out!" Wang Mengmeng heard the meaning of Wu Xie's words, and after a short pause, he said with self-deprecation, "Don't talk nonsense, she is a fairy, a young lady, what am I, not even a toad ...Besides, he likes Principal Zhang, maybe they have been a couple for a long time, you didn't watch the Teacher's Day party..."

"Nonsense! The two of them are definitely not a couple. Others are just talking nonsense. Zhang Xiao has someone he likes." Wu Xie got up and walked around the table, came to Wang Mengmeng's table, and put his arm around his shoulder, "Dude If you really like it, just chase after it. If you don’t try, how will you know it won’t work? Don’t worry about Principal Zhang, he will never like Huo Ling.”

"Why?" Wang Mengmeng was full of question marks.

"No reason, you're right, brother, I can still hurt you, and give you false information? Don't worry about chasing after me boldly, what's wrong with our young man! It's not much better than that stuffy as a bottle That person is paralyzed, dumb, and freezing to death. Which girl would like it? Huo Ling was temporarily blinded by appearances. How could you fall in love with such a person!"

"Really?" Wang Mengmeng once again affirmed that Wu Xie and Zhang Qiling had enmity.

"Are you buddy? When have I ever lied to you!"

"Then...then...then I'll think about it..." Wang Mengmeng was still skeptical.

"Still thinking about it, you think other men are blind, but you see Huo Ling is beautiful?"

Wang Mengmeng looked Wu Xie up and down, showing a look of panic: "No way, Wu Xie, you like it too...?"

"Go away, I want to like her, I've told you so much here, I'm fucking sick!"

"That's right!" Wang Mengmeng smirked.

The two brothers were smiling and smiling, and the internal phone rang.

Wu Xie turned to answer the phone: "Are you here? Yes... um... ok... I'll go down right away..."

"Who?"

"Guardian, let me get the registered mail."

Wu Xie opened the door and went out, and came back after a while.

"So fast?" Wang Mengmeng was puzzled.

"I forgot to bring my ID card." Wu Xie looked for his ID card in his backpack, then turned to Wang Mengmeng and said, "Oh, yes, I saw Wang Chu just now, and he asked you to go there."

"Ah? Really? What's the matter?"

"I don't know, you go over quickly."

"Oh."

As soon as Wang Mengmeng went out, Wu Xie opened the drawer with lightning speed and took out an exquisite box