Where are the most beautiful seasons

Time flies, and in a blink of an eye, it has entered the spring and May, when the peach is red and the plum is white.

The provincial "Basic Skills Competition for New Teachers", which has received much attention, has also entered the countdown.

In the past six months, due to the concerted efforts of Zhang Qiling and Chen Wenjin, Wu Xie's classroom teaching has become more individual and unique. In addition, the level of other competitions has become increasingly perfect under the double pressure of the Education Bureau and the school. Even His weakest Chinese speech has also made great progress and improvement. The reason is that Zhang Qiling invented the perverted training method of roaring Zhang twice a week with COS.

The so-called everything is ready, only the east wind is owed.

As life was at stake, Wu Xie naturally went all out to fight to the death.

One is the responsibility, and the other is to reflect the importance the school attaches to this competition. Wu Sansheng specially approved Principal Zhang, who is busy with official duties, to accompany Wu Xie and Qin Haiting to the provincial capital to participate in the competition.

Wu Xie and Qin Haiting had already got the schedule a week earlier, which was basically the same as the competition in the city, but when they arrived at the scene, they were told that there was an additional content of the competition-classroom contingency.

Classroom response is to examine a teacher's quick wit, creativity and individual pursuit.

The so-called "teaching students in accordance with their aptitude" and the so-called "teaching has no fixed method, the most important thing is to obtain the method", all because education is faced with people, people with independent thinking ability, let students accept, let students recognize, let students be convinced, It is easy to say, but not every teacher can do it, especially in this era of more and more individualization, the same teaching mode is obviously no longer suitable for children who are becoming more and more individualized, and the same teaching methods , and have been unable to deal with all kinds of unexpected problems that have arisen on them.

Therefore, the addition of this competition is to reinforce this educational philosophy to all new teachers once again—textbooks and lesson plans are dead, but people are alive.

And the competition rules of this project are also very interesting.

Wu Xie, who was sitting in the lounge waiting for the lottery, laughed out loud as he watched.

"You're still laughing," Qin Haiting was also seriously studying the rules of the game. Hearing Wu Xie's smile, she turned her head and said angrily, "This way, the difficulty of the game will increase."

"I'm laughing at this idea..." Wu Xie pointed to the rules, "Let the students who borrow the class to score on the spot, and it will be included in the total score. This kind of non-reliable, not rigorous competition rules must be Mr. Qiu thought of it."

"Master Qiu?" Qin Haiting was puzzled.

"Director of the organizing committee." Wu Xie flipped the competition schedule in his hand to the first page and showed it to Qin Haiting, "The former director of the provincial education department is now retired and refuses to stay at home, so he can use his spare energy everywhere."

"You know him?" Qin Haiting wondered.

"I'm good friends with my grandfather. He used to go to his house to play when he was the head of the Jiumen Education Bureau. He is a very cute uncle, and now he is a very cute old man." Wu Xie smiled again as if remembering something .

"Don't laugh...you can still laugh?" Qin Haiting was a little anxious seeing Wu Xie's nonchalant expression, pointing to another rule and said, "The competition test questions are collected by the organizing committee and encountered by front-line teachers in their daily teaching. Questions that have both commonality and individuality are randomly selected by the representatives of the borrowed students, and the new teachers participating in the competition will immediately deal with them according to the content of the questions, and then the students will rate the handling methods and the effects... Uh... um... ...Remove the five highest scores and remove the five lowest scores..." After reading this, Qin Haiting also smiled, "It's not rigorous enough... If this is the case, there will be too many uncertainties in this competition. It may affect the overall score because of this unsatisfactory result.”

"There are too many uncertainties in education. We were dealt with so many times when we were in school, and now we have to deal with so many students' problems. Which one is not unexpected? How can we have a chance to practice and prepare lessons? After dealing with it, the effect How about it, we have no way of knowing whether the students are satisfied or not. Now that there are grades, I think it is very good, at least I know what the students think... I have heard Mr. Qiu talk about the flexibility of education a long time ago, but in those days It's impossible to achieve, this time he can seize the opportunity to have fun."

Qin Haiting stared at Wu Xie intently, and she was about to take Wu Xie for granted, so she said, "Only when I get to know you a lot can I really understand what kind of person you are."

Don't mind!This made me panic!

Wu Xie was stunned for a moment, and quickly said: "No, I'm just talking casually. I'm also nervous. When I'm nervous, I talk too much." After finishing speaking, he made a bitter face, "Maybe I got a weird question. , in case you meet a class of difficult students again... this item is also [-] points, if it is too miserable, how many points will you have to take in other items to get back!"

"That's right! Looking at you like that, I think you're quite calm. It turns out that you can't hold it." Qin Haiting said with a smile.

Calm down!The egg hurts to death, but I signed a military order to come.

Wu Xie still wanted to exaggerate to express his uneasy mood, but there was a commotion at the door, and a teacher with a work card on his chest came in carrying a big box.

"Draw lots?" Qin Haiting asked.

"Really." Wu Xie frowned, "What age is it, and you still draw lots in this way?"

"Okay, hurry up, maybe you can get a better class." Qin Haiting stood up, urging Wu Xie to move quickly.

The eleven competitions are carried out alternately. Wu Xie's classroom teaching and classroom response are on the last day, and he will compete in the other nine events in the first three days, while Qin Haiting's classroom teaching and classroom emergency are on the second day. Therefore, from now on, the two of them will go to their respective battlefields, and they can only meet each other when they return to the hotel at night.

The first day of the competition was the competition of Sanbi and multimedia production. Both of them felt that the competition was pretty good, especially Wu Xie. These four items were originally his strengths, and it was easy to score [-] points.

From the second day on, due to the start of the classroom teaching and classroom contingency competition, the classroom contingency that everyone is concerned about has also become a topic of discussion after the tense competition because of the examples.

Routine ones such as "students were found sleeping in class", "students were found texting during class", "students pointed out that the content of the lecture was wrong during class", and some unconventional ones, which can almost make people laugh, such as: "I found a student playing with a condom during class and was asked how to use it", "I encountered a student who confessed boldly during class", "two students got into a fight by cursing during class".

The most impressive thing is a physical education teacher. After he finished the basketball class of three-step layup in the basketball hall, the question he got was "I met the underworld in the physical education class to make trouble and seek revenge." When he questioned what the school security guards were doing, he saw that the gate of the gymnasium was knocked open with a bang, and a few people with big sunglasses came in. Seeing a few recent students, they started to fight, and they played well, while the other students screamed and scattered.

The teacher was dumbfounded on the spot, isn't it, true or false...

But no matter it's true or not, you can't be so stubborn, let's go!

Coincidentally, this physical education teacher minored in Sanda when he was in the gymnasium. He usually practiced taekwondo and accidentally got a black belt. As a result, he made a few straight punches, uppercuts, front kicks, side kicks, and leg swings after flying. , and knocked the "underworld" to the ground.

Amidst the applause from the surrounding students, this strange physical education teacher rushed to the few lying on the ground and said: Brothers, do you have a mobile phone, should I call 110 or 120 at this moment?

Hilarious audience!

A few physical education teachers pretending to be gangsters got up from the ground and hadn't played yet. They pointed at the physical education teacher with a toothache expression arrogantly and said: "You wait, I will ask my elder brother to clean you up."

The physical education teacher suddenly turned into a face with bleeding gums: Dude, how much you love to act!

After he finally solved his dental problem and wanted to apologize to some underworld teachers, the bell rang for the end of get out of class...

First, a few boys who pretended to be beaten came up and wanted to be a teacher, then more and more boys, and finally there were girls chirping for autographs——

The scene is completely chaotic!

But this is not the most weird thing, the most weird thing is the jury, not only watched the whole farce with excellent psychological quality, but also organized the students to come and score with amiable attitude and smiles.

Wu Xie almost lost his temper when he heard this, and couldn't help laughing all the way back to the room.

Wu Xie has a very good personality and is very easy to get along with people. In addition, all the young people who came to participate in the competition are young people who have graduated for less than a year, so after two or three days, only relying on the time of breakfast and dinner and the time between competitions, he has already met with many newcomers. Teachers form a strong "combat bond".

As the competition is coming to an end, many teachers have finished the most difficult classroom teaching and classroom response, so more and more young people come to chat and play in the small coffee shop of the hotel, and there are so few people on such occasions The beloved Mr. Wu?

When I went back at night, I just caught up with Zhang Qiling taking a shower in the bathroom.

Wu Xie knew that he had dinner with the leaders of the province at night, and was afraid that he would drink too much. After knocking twice, he pushed the door open and asked, "Did you drink too much? Who else went to the hall except Li Ting and Shen Ting?"

"No drink." Zhang Qiling turned his head, looked at Wu Xiedao, "Qiu Ting also went, and he specifically mentioned you."

"Master Qiu? What did he say about me?" Wu Xie asked curiously.

"He said that he didn't expect you to be a teacher. Since he was a child, he has caused the teacher the most headache."

"I didn't expect that? Why didn't he mention my third uncle? That's the one who makes all the teachers headaches. Compared with him, my matter is nothing compared to him. He has become the head of the teacher. What else do I have to do?" Unexpected?"

Speaking of this old man, Wu Xie remembered that they talked about the topic that made their stomach hurt from laughing all night, so he happily leaned against the door of the bathroom to tell Zhang Qiling the anecdote he heard. Looking at the picture of radish bathing made her anger rise. After a while, Wu Xie couldn't continue talking. She went back to the room and turned on a bottle of pure water to start drinking.

"Why don't you talk about it?" Zhang Qiling took a shower, only wearing a pair of underwear, and his body was still steamy, so he hugged Wu Xie's waist from behind.

Wu Xie threw the bottle on the table angrily, and yelled through gritted teeth: "What do you think Uncle San sent you here for? To confuse the king? Does he still want the first prize?"

"Sleep attendant." Zhang Qiling lightly pecked Wu Xie's earlobe, then patted his buttocks, "Go take a bath."

"Really serving the bed?" Wu Xie turned around with wide-eyed eyes.

"It smells like cigarettes." Zhang Qiling went to the bed while wiping his hair.

"Damn!" Wu Xie grabbed the clothes on his chest and smelled them, but had nothing to say, so he rushed into the bathroom with a gun pointed.

When he came out after washing, Zhang Qiling had already turned off the headlight, and only turned on a bedside lamp.

In the dim light, Zhang Qiling was half leaning on the head of the bed, sliding the mobile phone casually in his hand, watching him come out, raised his eyes to scan his waist wrapped in a towel, and slightly hooked the corners of his mouth.

With just this glance, the little brother who made Wu Xie flush cold water to calm down was about to move again. Although he knew he couldn't eat, he was still unwilling to look at it. Leaping forward, the whole person lay on Zhang Qiling's body, stretched his neck and poked his head over: "What are you looking at?"

"It's nothing, just send and receive a few emails." Zhang Qiling leaned to the side, letting Wu Xie lie down on his side.

"E-mail? Why don't you use a computer?" Wu Xie glanced at the screen and found that it was in English. He thought it was from work in the United States, and asked casually, "The company? Is there something urgent?"

"No, it's the blind man." Zhang Qiling hugged Wu Xie back who was about to dodge to the side, and pointed the phone screen at him, "It's about you."

"About me?" Wu Xie leaned over to look at it, but couldn't understand it, and said angrily, "This person is fucking sick, and he still writes you emails in English?"

"His English is better than Chinese. In addition, he finds it troublesome to use Chinese for many terms." Zhang Qiling turned his head and looked at Wu Xie in surprise, "Can't you understand?"

"It's okay to look carefully, but it's slow." As he said, Wu Xie took Zhang Qiling's cell phone and looked at it carefully. After understanding, he was shocked, "No, he really took the thing I made before Sold it? Fuck! And sold it for this much money?”

"You only saw the money?" Zhang Qiling swiped the screen down, "Didn't you see so many revisions?"

"He didn't tell me so many questions directly... Hey... Why did he email you about my affairs?" Wu Xie thought of the problem.

Zhang Qiling heard a hint of sourness in his words, glanced at him and said, "He may only be able to contact me now."

"I can only contact you? Why?" Wu Xie wondered.

"He may be in a place where it is inconvenient to communicate with the outside world or in a dangerous situation, otherwise he would not use this to contact me."

"What on earth does this person do?" These words aroused Wu Xie's curiosity.

"I can do anything, I can do whatever I like, and I can play as much as I want, but he is also worried that one day he will take it off, so I installed this terminal on my mobile phone so that I can collect his body for him."

"Really or not?!" Although he knew a little about the condition of neuropathy, it was amazing to be so ill. Then Wu Xie asked another question of his own, "How did he do it?"

"He hacked into the US National Security Agency's military satellite system, and got himself a set of special code signals, which were encrypted and absolutely impossible to be monitored and tracked. One of the terminals is on my mobile phone."

"Is that okay?"

"What do you think? My knowledge of this field is limited."

After half a year of studying hard, Wu Xie has mastered a lot of computer knowledge, but the more he learns, the more he admires the black glasses - being able to play computers to this level is simply a godsend.

"Theoretically, it's impossible." Although the reality was in front of him, Wu Xie still defended.

"He is outside the theory." Zhang Qiling took the phone and returned the email to the previous page, ready to send the email to Wu Xie's phone. Seeing Wu Xie's shocked expression, he chuckled and said, "He I came to the United States at the age of 15 to learn this, and it is normal to learn it for more than ten years."

Having said that, Wu Xie was still a little disgruntled. He took the phone in Zhang Qiling's hand again, and swipe up and down to see the revisions listed in the black glasses.

Zhang Qiling got up and took a bottle of pure water, took a few sips and came back, asking Wu Xie, "Drink water?"

Wu Xie took a few sips from the water bottle, looked up at Zhang Qiling, and asked, "Are you going back to the United States for the summer vacation?"

"Huh?" Zhang Qiling didn't expect Wu Xie to ask this.

"I want to go to Tibet during the summer vacation."

"Tibet?" Zhang Qiling took the water bottle and put it on the bedside table, then sat by the bed and looked at Wu Xie, "Why do you want to go there?"

"I wanted to go when I was in school, but I haven't been able to... Don't you save money? Please travel!" Wu Xie threw her phone on the bed and asked, "Do you have arrangements?"

"No."

"Then it's settled."

"it is good."

Seeing that Zhang Qiling agreed so simply, Wu Xie was still a little bit disappointed, he was taken aback for a moment, then fell down on the bed, rolled up the quilt and rolled around.

"What's wrong?" Zhang Qiling climbed onto the bed and leaned against the head of the bed, looking at the caterpillars on the bed.

"Long nights of mindless sleep..."

"nervous?"

It’s okay if I don’t mention it, but when I mentioned this, Wu Xie sat up from the bed and said angrily: "What are you nervous about?! I don’t believe that every day you can’t gain character by being so visible!" After finishing speaking, Wu Xie said again Lying stiffly on the bed, "It would be great if I could also get the question from that weird physical education teacher..."

"You think that topic is easy?"

"Isn't it simple? Anyone who encounters that kind of situation has to do it... There's nothing to think about." Wu Xie dismissed it.

"It's because you can fight, it's because you're young, it's because you subconsciously don't feel that dangerous, if you're weak now, if you're going to retire right now, if you're facing real danger, then, Will you stand up without hesitation?"

This……

The so-called teacher's parental heart, in addition to a selfless love and heavy responsibility on the shoulders, there is also instinctive protection.

(Here I read the deeds of too many teachers who sacrificed their lives to protect students during the Wenchuan earthquake. The distance between the podium and the door is the distance between death and life, and life and death can be crossed in just three or five steps. But for them, life and Death is not an option at all, because they all instinctively use two postures to freeze the eternity of life, interpreting the meaning of the phrase "teacher's parents' heart": one is to actively organize the evacuation of students, and they are the last to leave the classroom; With a prostrate attitude, protect your students under your own wings! Here, with only meager words, I respect you and my ordinary but great colleagues!)

"You mean that when the physical education teacher draws, all the lots are for this question?" Wu Xie's eyes widened.

Zhang Qiling smiled, noncommittal: "Every topic is chosen thousands of times, and it has its own purpose."

Wu Xie suddenly realized: "Let me just say, Mr. Qiu is about to become a genius, how could he play around with such an important competition? Then... is it fake to ask students to score?"

"It's true, but in the end the jury will check. Those who deliberately try to please students will be re-evaluated even if they get high marks."

"What did Mr. Qiu say at the party tonight?

Zhang Qiling glanced at Wu Xie: "What do you think?"

Wu Xie immediately had the feeling that he was an idiot.

But thinking about it still didn't give up, Wu Xie asked another idiot question: "Then the cultural teacher's topic is also arranged?"

This time, Immortal Zhang gave a positive answer: "No."

I don't know if it's because of the character I've accumulated in the past few days, but the next morning when I drew lots, Wu Xie actually got the "Circle and Equation" from the sophomore year of high school!

You must know that equations and functions are his strengths, and the so-called "calligraphy and painting have the same origin", Wu Xie is good at calligraphy, and he is naturally more able to control graphics than others, so he not only has the confidence to give a high-level class I still have the confidence to make a set of high-level writing on the blackboard.

This class is simply tailor-made for him!

Wu Xie took the corresponding materials with the signature, and walked to the examination room for teaching plan design while watching.

After the lesson plan design comparison in the morning, and the classroom teaching and classroom contingency comparison in the afternoon, it's gameover, and you can toss the carrot hard when you go back, or...toss and be tossed by the carrot...it doesn't matter, anyway, tossing is king!

Hello!Wu Kongque, you think about this during the competition, can you grow up?

For the lesson plan design, I got the true biography of Chen Wenjin, a famous teacher who was born with a high-level apprentice. In two hours, Wu Xie completed a beautiful lesson plan design with ease, checked and revised it several times, and handed in the paper after confirming that it was flawless.

After leaving the examination room, I saw Qin Haiting standing in the corridor and looking around. Wu Xie walked over and asked, "Are you finished? How are you doing?"

"It's three strokes in the morning. It's very fast. Just like that. No matter how much you practice, you can't catch up with your writing." Qin Haiting saw Wu Xie's carefree expression, and she understood, but she still asked, "How about you? What kind of class did you take?"

"It's okay, it's 'Circle and Equation', a sophomore class." Wu Xie replied.

"Second year students! Children who are about to enter the third year of high school are all too old, and it is not easy to control the class." Qin Haiting said worriedly.

"It's okay, I like a class with a more lively atmosphere, and it's boring to study in a dead class." Wu Xie said disapprovingly.

Qin Haiting smiled and said: "My competition is over, I will go to your class in the afternoon to see how you 'responsible to the classroom', be careful, the students in the provincial middle school are not afraid of the teacher, they are more dragging than the students in our school."

The provincial middle school is a well-established school, which has survived the baptism of war and the great changes of the times, and still stands firm.The brilliance created by all the people in the province has become a tradition and has been passed down from generation to generation, forming a unique cultural heritage and campus culture.

One of them is the relaxed and harmonious classroom atmosphere and the relationship between teachers and students who are both teachers and friends.

"Go to class?"

"Yeah! I asked Principal Zhang to take me in, and the classroom teaching in the afternoon has been changed to the multi-functional hall and small conference room, don't you know?"

"Changed location? Why didn't I know?" Wu Xie took out the lottery slip, pointed to the time and place on it, and said, "It says the third floor of Xuesi Building, Class [-] and [-] of Senior High School!"

"It was temporarily changed. You were in a competition. Of course you didn't know about it. The team leaders of each school were notified... because many new teachers like me who had no competition in the afternoon strongly requested to attend the class. There must be no room in the classroom. Fortunately, there are three multi-functional teachers in the province. hall and a small meeting room, and it seems that there are only a dozen of your science teachers left for the competition in the afternoon, so ah, I changed it, poof..." Qin Haiting was amused by Wu Xie's increasingly ugly face.

"This is too ridiculous!" Wu Xie's face was completely green, "It's not fair, there are so many people, I get nervous easily."

"It's okay, don't you have a unique trick? Just treat them as carrots."

"Carrot? You also know?" Wu Xie asked in surprise.

"Director Chen said that you were screwed up by Principal Zhang in class that time...she told you to treat Principal Zhang as a carrot..."

"I'm a negative textbook, right?" Wu Xie was speechless.

"Where is it? You are almost a positive textbook. You have been in school for almost a year. Among all the new teachers, you are the one who has developed the best, and... you are so good in all aspects." Qin Haiting slightly lowered her head and smiled lightly. .

Again!

Before Wu Xie could react, a person came from the corridor.

"Teacher Wu, the venue for the afternoon competition has been changed."

Say radish radish?

Hello!Zhang Luobo, you have bugged me!

"Master Zhang..." Qin Haiting greeted Zhang Qiling, then turned her gaze to Wu Xie, and said, "I was just talking to Teacher Wu about changing the game to the multi-purpose hall in the afternoon."

"En." Zhang Qiling nodded, and asked Wu Xie, "What did you smoke?"

"Circles and Equations."

"En." Zhang Qiling nodded again, still showing no expression, "Let's eat first." After speaking, he left.

Wu Xie and Qin Haiting glanced at each other, and hurriedly followed, following behind the Great Immortal Zhenyuan like a breeze and a bright moon.

(Qingfengmingyue, Zhenyuan Daxian, see Monkey King stealing ginseng fruit in "Journey to the West".)

After eating at noon, it was still early, and the three of them went back to their rooms to rest.

Time passed by, and Wu Xie didn't even have the interest to play mobile games. Of course, he didn't read a word of the class materials spread out on the bed.

"Change your clothes."

"Ah? Change clothes..." Wu Xie didn't know what he was thinking. He trembled violently when he heard Zhang Qiling's words, and then turned to look at him, "Change now?"

"It's getting late, let's get familiar with the environment first." Zhang Qiling got up, went to the closet and opened the door, and said, "Want to wear that suit?"

Wu Xie sat on the edge of the bed, looked at Zhang Qiling, and smiled.

Wu Xie worked hard for work, competitions, and computers, and Zhang Qiling took care of all kinds of good wives and mothers, and took care of most of the trivial things in the daily life of the two of them.At the beginning, Wu Xie was a little embarrassed, but after a long time, he became more and more at ease with the excuse of time urgency.However, he was really pressed for time. The night before his departure, he didn't climb into bed until two o'clock in the middle of the night. When he woke up the next morning, he remembered that he hadn't packed his things.

Zhang Qiling stretched out his arms from under the quilt, pushed Wu Xie's disheveled head back onto the pillow, and said softly, I've packed everything, the suitcase is in the trunk of the car, lie down for a while, and I'll call you when you have breakfast.

Wu Xie put her face against the pillow, leaned her hairy head on Zhang Qiling's shoulder, and said in a low voice, "Okay."

As a result, when getting off the car at the hotel, Zhang Qiling dragged out two large trolley suitcases from the trunk, and Wu Xie's jaw fell to the ground with a "pop".

No way, although you have to bring two suitcases to hide your eyes and ears, they shouldn’t be so big, they’re even bigger than Miss Hai Ting’s!

Uncle Zhang, what did you mess up in the box!

After entering the room, Zhang Qiling pointed to the two boxes and signaled Wu Xie to take out the contents of the boxes and put them away.

After Wu Xie opened a box and took out his three suits, five shirts, and five ties and hung them in the closet, he looked back at the socks, underwear, razors, gel lotion, and aftershave in the box...

I have no intention of complaining!

He leaned against the closet door, lit a cigarette,

Uncle Zhang, I'm here for a competition, not a beauty pageant.

the same.

the same?Well, your old man is amazing!

Wu Xie walked over, put his arm around Zhang Qiling's waist from behind with one hand, pulled the suit and tie hanging in the closet with the other hand, put his chin on his shoulder, and said, "Do you remember this set?" Wu Xie grabbed one of the suits sleeve.

"Almost fell in the toilet."

"Hmph...haha..." Wu Xie let out a muffled laugh, "It's so fast, it's been a year."

"Ah."

"Hey, what did you think when you saw me that day?"

Zhang Qiling grabbed the hand wrapped around his waist and said, "I can't think of it."

"Huh? Can't think of anything?"

"I'll see you again."

"Again?" Wu Xie finally got another chance.

"You're going to be late."

"If you don't tell me, I won't go." Wu Xie played tricks.

"You signed the military order."

"in spite of."

"You owe Principal Wu 7 yuan."

Can you stop which pot from opening and lift which pot?

"I..." Wu Xie gritted his teeth, angrily broke away from Zhang Qiling's hand, walked around him sideways, and grabbed a thin suit shirt and tie of the same style and different color as Zhang Qiling's that he had just bought from the closet. He said provocatively, "I'm wearing this suit." After finishing speaking, he gave Zhang Qiling a sideways look, which meant, do you dare to wear it?

Zhang Qiling looked at Wu Xie and smiled, reached out and took his own suit and threw it on the bed, and then began to undress.

Wu Xie also laughed, and while taking off his clothes, he said, "What will you reward me for the first prize? My third uncle even rewarded me with [-] yuan."

"Wait until you win the first prize."

"You..." Wu Xie rolled her eyes, bowed her head to fasten her belt.

Seeing that his hair was about to blow up, Zhang Qiling raised his eyebrows, took out a tie from the closet and put it around his neck, and took another tie to Wu Xie, stood up his shirt collar, wrapped the tie around it, and tied it Knot said: "Have you read the campus information?"

"Didn't look," Wu Xie looked up, "What's wrong?"

"The results of the competition you led the students last time are out."

"Really?" Wu Xie asked urgently, "How is it?"

"National ones, the first prize in Jinya Mathematical Olympiad, the second prize of Li Cu, the third prize of Lu Cheng, the first prize of Shen Jie in Physics, the second prize of Liu Minghong in Chemistry...the provincial ones...see for yourself."

When Zhang Qiling said a name, Wu Xie's eyes lit up. At this time, his eyes were comparable to a [-]-watt light bulb. He hurriedly took out his mobile phone from his changed pants, and the more he looked at it, the more excited he was. In the end, I almost jumped up: "Damn, these bastards are not bad at the competition!"

After reading it, he threw the phone on the bed, looked at Zhang Qiling with a smile, pointed to the tie that Zhang Qiling had only half tied because of his too much movement, and said, "Continue to serve the heroes."

Seeing Wu Xie's incomparably frightened expression, Zhang Qiling smiled, took a step forward and neatly tied the tie, tidied it up and said, "You should serve the heroic man."

"Fuck!" Wu Xie continued to tremble, holding Zhang Qiling's tie scattered on both sides with both hands, pulling him to his eyes, stretching out his neck and kissing him, while tossing and turning, he said vaguely, "Thank you, good wife."

Zhang Qiling put his arms around Wu Xie's waist, slid his hands down the beautiful waistline, stopped at the two upturned buttocks and kneaded, and sucked Wu Xie's lips between his reluctant lips: "Thank you?"

"To sleep at night."

Zhang Qiling pulled a little distance between the two of them, and looked at him with the corner of his mouth curled up: "Tie the tie first."

Wu Xie immediately tied a tie for Zhang Qiling: "Is the knot bigger or smaller?"

"Not too big or too small."

"It's really hard to serve."

"Don't want to?"

"Willing, willing!" Wu Xie quickly tied the tie knot, picked up the suit jacket on the bed and unfolded it, and squeezed his throat, "Long live my emperor!"

Zhang Qiling glanced at him and ignored him, stretched his arms and put on his suit jacket, turned to face the mirror, and buttoned it calmly.

Wu Xie hurriedly picked up her own, grinned and stood side by side with Zhang Qiling in front of the mirror buttoning it.

A year ago, when they stared at each other in the mirror, would they have thought that today, one year later, they would still be able to stare at each other in the mirror?

The two looked at each other in the mirror at the same time, and smiled knowingly.

Love gathers, love disperses, where does love go?

Dependent arising, conditioned extinguishing, conditioned to come like this!

It was still early when we arrived at the Provincial High School Multifunctional Hall, but the students were already in place.

The students in the provincial middle school have long lost the freshness of the open class. In addition, they are going to be in the third grade soon, and their schoolwork is tight, so even if they change places, there are staff walking around outside the door from time to time, and they can hardly Influence them to seize all the time to study hard.

When Wu Xie walked to the door, he was politely stopped by a staff member, and handed him a "little bee". He thanked him, took the things and did not rush in, but asked about the multi-function hall in detail The computer, projection, audio and other multi-functional equipment in the home, although they are used in the same way, but if you ask carefully, you will be foolproof.

The main purpose of the multi-functional hall is to hold some small entertainment activities. In addition to computer projection, it is also equipped with professional audio equipment and colorful lights. The area is larger than ordinary classrooms and the space is also open, but the surrounding walls have also been specially Processing, relatively close sound.

After Wu Xie came in, he stood by the desk and looked around. After considering it in his heart, he felt that he should be able to hold it, so he opened the drawer under the desk and put "little bee" in.Although wearing this thing can save some effort, he always feels that the sound from the loudspeaker is a bit unreal. The main reason is that this thing is too ugly to wear around the mouth. For Mr. Wu, it’s cool to be handsome!

Although he was a little nervous, Wu Xie still followed his old habit. After confirming that there was no problem with the multimedia equipment, he walked among the students.

In fact, when he entered the multi-purpose hall with the "little bee", some students had already noticed this young and handsome... um... man in a well-fitting suit?

Then whispering, whispering, all kinds of speculation, all kinds of YY spread like a virus and spread rumors, and when it came to Wu Xie, the "truth" became——

"Ouba! Ouba!" The girl closest to Wu Xie stopped him with stars in her eyes and exaggerated expression on her face, "Ouba! Are you Smecta who came to Earth to make a movie?"

"Ok?"

"Ouba, don't pay attention to that nympho..." Another girl glanced at the star-eyed girl next to her with disgust, then turned to Wu Xie and said, "Ouba, let me tell you, the one you put in the drawer just now The thing is called a loudspeaker, and the round thing on it is called a microphone, and when you speak into it, the sound will become louder."

Wu Xie was stunned for a moment, and then realized that this cute girl was explaining the usage of high-tech products on earth to himself, the "Ouba from alien".

He found it very interesting, and replied with a smile: "Thank you, classmate, but here I am..." Wu Xie pointed to his throat, "There is a built-in language converter here, and you can also adjust the volume."

"Wow! Socool!" The voice attracted the attention of everyone in the room.

Wu Xie looked up at the other excited and curious students, stretched out her index finger to her lips, made a silent movement, and said, "Keep a low profile... Actually, I'm here for class."

"Oh! Are you playing the role of teacher Smecta?"

"I'm not acting, I'm the teacher, Smecta."

"Nani?" Another girl's eyes widened, "How could it be Smecta!"

"It's true Smecta."

"Can you help me solve the physics problem, Smecta?"

"Of course you can, Smecta."

"What about the math problem, Smecta?"

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