Ride the wind

"What are you listening to?" Cheng Feng was very interested, "Share it?"

"Song." Cheng Mo said concisely, "I won't share it."

"Did anyone say..." Cheng Feng sighed, "You reject people thousands of miles away?"

"No." Cheng Mo said, "I respect the leaders at work, support students at home, and unite with colleagues at ordinary times. I am an upright young man in line with the core socialist values."

Cheng Feng looked at the upright young man in a paralyzed and casual posture, "Teacher Cheng, there is a problem that you may not have noticed."

"Huh? What's the problem, Mr. Cheng?" Cheng Mo asked without shame.

"Generally speaking, 27-year-olds are older youths." Cheng Feng put on a matter-of-fact look, "No matter how you say it, you can only be an upright older youth who conforms to the core values ​​of socialism."

"Oh, what you said is very reasonable." Cheng Mo accepted humbly, "But it seems that Teacher Cheng is a day older than me."

"Yes." Cheng Feng said, "Seniors and youngsters are in order, maybe Teacher Cheng should call me 'Big Brother'?"

"This young man who is a day older than me." Cheng Mo said coolly, "I'm afraid it's not appropriate for you to correct this matter."

"Very suitable." Cheng Feng smiled, "But you are missing the prefix. I am an older young man who is so good at being the first teacher of the No. [-] Middle School."

Cheng Mo was shocked, "Are you hot?"

"Not hot." Cheng Feng glanced at him up and down, "Are you hot? According to Chinese medicine, it's sweating."

Cheng Mo scolded the country in his heart, but his face was still smiling, "I mean, don't you feel hot when you praise yourself so much?"

"Students recognize it." Cheng Feng was very indifferent, "But it seems that Mr. Cheng doesn't know Douyin and hasn't seen the video."

I... tens of thousands of barrages flashed through Cheng Mo's mind.

Liu Qian wanted to interrupt several times, but finally caught the crack, "Do you two want to be so CP?"

Cheng Mo wondered, "Are we still in the same time and space? The pictures we see are different?"

"You don't understand this, do you?" Liu Qian had a gossipy expression on a CP fanboy's face, "You guys are called lovers who love each other and kill each other. They are very popular in novels. Mom will tell you... "

"Write your novel!" Qian Shen also didn't understand the world of little girls.

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There is a saying "Where do we not meet each other in life", when Cheng Mo went back to the faculty dormitory after accompanying the students to finish their evening self-study, he met Cheng Feng again.

Cheng Mo didn't look sideways, and turned on the self-deception mode. If the lights are in the dark, as long as they don't look at each other, they won't be able to see.

"Teacher Cheng!"

Cheng Mo: ...

He smirked and stopped, "Teacher Cheng also lives on campus."

Cheng Feng nodded, "I've lived here for more than half a month."

Alas, I can't see you for more than half a month. Today is really unlucky.But now that they met, the two walked towards the dormitory side by side.

Cheng Feng suddenly turned his head and asked, with a casual tone as if he was talking about the weather today, "Speaking of which, we graduated from the same university. I remember there was a national debate competition in my sophomore year. Did you participate?"

Cheng Mo didn't expect this person to be interested in going back to the past, and after thinking about it, there really was such a thing, "Is it called '捭银杯'?"

"Yes." Cheng Feng said, "It seems to be held in the imperial capital."

"I know, our school team went to the imperial capital specially, and you also participated?" Cheng Mo quickly ruled out this possibility. According to the characteristics of this person's wanton publicity, the debate competition is definitely his personal showtime. How could he have no impression of it? No.

"No." Cheng Feng shook his head and said calmly, "An excellent person like me should keep a low profile and give more chances to other socialist successors."

Sure enough.Cheng Mo thought calmly.

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The teaching staff dormitory is only a few hundred meters away from the student dormitory. The old and small floors are probably the only ones that are considerate.

Cheng Mo and Cheng Feng were separated by a building. Cheng Mo tactfully but resolutely rejected Cheng Sanzhong's friendly request from the teacher of the first teacher, Zhiguang Guang, who was so outstanding that he wanted to "visit the dormitory and establish diplomacy". Lie in bed and sleep after taking a bath.

Turning over a few times, Cheng Mo simply sat up, took the phone from the bedside table, and downloaded Douyin.Staring at the interface that keeps popping up new videos, I was hesitating how to find Cheng Feng's video, when I saw #三中之光# on the hot search interface.

So he clicked in with mixed feelings.

With an unknown music tune, the clip featuring Cheng Feng is very comprehensive, covering close-ups and close-ups, and then a high-spirited and excited female voice began to explain with super-large subtitles, "Mom, I want to marry him! The real first Teacher Grass is here! Look, the teacher’s posture holding chalk! Look! The equation written by this teacher! Look! The way this teacher walks! Look! This teacher is so handsome when he eats! , I refuse! This is the real light of the three! The light of the three! The light of the three!"

Cheng Mo's mind was full of the last few words of the groundhog's screaming "Three Lights", and he exited the interface without hesitation, deleted the app, and lay down to sleep.

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"Bang bang bang-"

I don't know how long I slept for. This night may be affected by the "light of the three middle schools". Cheng Mo has been in a state of half-asleep and half-awake until he heard a rapid knock on the door. It's the trend of consumption here to the end of time.

It's best if this person has something important!

Cheng Mo suppressed his anger and got up to open the door. The lights in the corridor were on. He saw the person coming at a glance, and before he could react, he blurted out, "The Light of the Three Middle Schools?"

Cheng Feng was taken aback for a moment, then laughed.

This smile also woke up Cheng Mo. He put his elbows on the door, put on a posture that he felt mighty to restore his image, and asked irritably, "What's the matter?"

Looking at it from Cheng Feng's perspective, the person in front of him was still sleepy, his short hair was messy, and two buttons of his pajamas were undone, exposing a large area of ​​skin and a section of collarbone.Cheng Mo's collarbone is beautiful, flat and straight, like a symmetrical mountain.Cheng Feng looked away calmly, coughed lightly, "Go to the police station."

Cheng Mo prepared to close the door expressionlessly.

"Hey, I'm talking about business!" Cheng Feng hurriedly pushed the door shut, "The students in your class fought with the No. [-] Middle School, and the incident was quite serious. The relevant teachers of the No. [-] Middle School have already passed."

"...Okay." Cheng Mo thought for a long time, but couldn't think of the reason why the homeroom teacher could stand by and watch when his sons committed crimes, so he had to close the door again, change his clothes and set off.

After opening the door, he found that Cheng Feng was still standing. Cheng Feng understood the sign in his eyes, and explained, "It's already two or three o'clock in the morning. If you can't get a taxi, I'll take you there."

Cheng Mo made sense after thinking about it. After walking for a while, he suddenly remembered the first time he saw Cheng Feng. The man was driving a motorcycle, "Motorcycle?"

"There are quite a few requests." Cheng Feng didn't answer, "You're still picking and choosing after this point?"

Cheng Mo didn't speak until Cheng Feng stopped in front of a completely black motorcycle in the garage, and took out his helmet from nowhere and threw it to him, "Take it."

By the time Cheng Mo put on his helmet, Cheng Feng had already gotten into the car. He seemed to have forgotten that he had to bring someone else. He quickly inserted the key, pressed the button, and the starter made a "chug" sound.Cheng Mo didn't care about the embarrassment of sitting in the back seat of another big man, he ran a few steps to get on the back seat, and then the motorcycle was blown out like the wind.

The change in speed was too exciting, in order to prevent being thrown out, Cheng Mo could only hold Cheng Feng's waist in desperation.In the second half of the night, the street was empty, with only two rows of street lights marking the green belt of the sidewalk, mottled with a large area of ​​tree shadows.

"Did you dream of being a race car driver when you were a child?" Cheng Mo shouted with the wind whistling past his ears.

"No!" Cheng Feng also shouted, "If a motorcycle drives slowly, what is the difference from a bicycle?"

"There are a lot of cars on this road during the day, and you are not afraid of hitting people at your speed!" Cheng Mo continued to shout.

"I have skills!" Cheng Feng shouted, "If you don't drive fast, you don't have a soul."

Cheng Mo smiled, "You really are a soul driver."

"What did you say?" Cheng Mo's voice was very low this time, close to talking to himself, but Cheng Feng didn't hear it.

"I said, we are so close and yelling like idiots." Cheng Mo said in a voice that both of them could hear, "It's still disturbing the people."

"Didn't you call it first?" Cheng Feng also returned to his normal voice.

"It seems to be." Cheng Mo recalled it for a while, and felt that the two of them shouted at each other like idiots, and laughed out loud.

This smile also made him realize that his hand had been around Cheng Feng's waist after driving the motorcycle for so long.Through Cheng Feng's shirt, he could clearly feel the man's thin and elastic waist, with its warm body temperature.

He hurriedly let go and grabbed the crossbar behind the car in a disguised manner. He felt that he needed to find a topic at this time. After a few laps of his brain, he really found a problem, "How do you know the way to the police station?" ?” After all, he is a road idiot who can’t get to No. [-] Middle School even with navigation!

"Road idiots are not idiots." Cheng Feng replied, "I used to pass by the police station often."

"Before?" Cheng Mo was startled, "Are you a local?"

"No... When did I say I'm a foreigner?" Cheng Feng said with a smile, but he couldn't feel the joy of the smile.

A downgraded teacher from a big city, a co-worker crammed into a dormitory for faculty members, a road idiot who gets lost near the school...doesn't look like a local at all...

Cheng Mo was not interested in prying into other people's privacy, and when he was thinking about what to say next, Cheng Feng reminded, "Here we are."

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This police station was built in the old city, if it weren't for the street lamps on the street, this small building would not be found at all.The space inside is not very big, and only one meeting room is still lit.A tall, thin young policeman sat with a yawning middle-aged man, and another group of students squatted. Seeing someone coming, the policeman asked, "Are you the teachers of Class [-] of No. [-] Middle School?"

Cheng Mo responded.

The middle-aged man stopped yawning, and suddenly regained his energy. He stood up, "Teacher, the students in your class beat him up like this, and he still refuses to call his parents. Tell me what to do!"

"My parents are working outside, so they won't be called when they come to your place?" A boy in white sneakers stood up amidst a pile of dark hair.

The boy's name was Zheng Xiaobin, one eye was circled blue, and his face was so purple and red that it looked like a paint pot had been knocked over, swollen into a pig's head, and his clothes and shoes were also dirty.

Cheng Mo frowned and asked Zheng Xiaobin, "What's going on?"

"Just what you saw." Zheng Xiaobin asked the policeman impatiently, "Now my teacher is here too, to prove that I am a student of No. [-] Middle School. Can I go?"

"You..." The middle-aged man smiled angrily, "The students you cultivated in the third middle school really opened my eyes."

"Punish if you want to be punished, and fire if you want to be fired." Zheng Xiaobin said indifferently, "I don't care."

Cheng Mo searched among the squatting students. Except for Zheng Xiaobin, there were no students from No. [-] Middle School here. However, similar to Zheng Xiaobin, the others also had different degrees of color on them.

"Look at what our students have become. This is not a fight between ordinary children!" If the middle-aged man hadn't been hindered by the presence of the police, he would have slapped the table on the spot. What will happen? Murder and arson?"

In other words, Zheng Xiaobin brought down a group of people from No. [-] Middle School by himself?

Zheng Xiaobin is a prickly person. He usually acts like a gangster in the street when he was in school. He has a serious face and looks like a big brother who collects protection fees. If he is said to cause trouble, Cheng Mo believes it.The problem is that the stabbing head will not catch anyone stabbing anyone, especially if one person singles out a large group. Regarding this kind of mentally retarded behavior, Cheng Mo thinks that the group of people in the second middle school are not innocent.

Before Cheng Mo could say anything, Zheng Xiaobin sneered with a "huh" and said, "Murder and set fire? I really want to."

Apparently, the young policeman had never met a high school student who was still arrogant in the police station. The two sides failed to reach a settlement and quarreled instead. He knocked the table to signal silence, "What's the matter, you guys? Think this is a vegetable market? Do you want to give it to me?" Why don't you pour a glass of water separately? Why don't I take a video for you and send it to our police official account when the new media colleagues go to work, so that the common people can see the quality of Pugao's teachers and students!"

The middle-aged man choked for a moment, unable to express his complaints. He thought for a while and reluctantly said to Cheng Mo and Cheng Feng, "Which of you is the class teacher who can make the decision? In front of the police comrades, what do you say?" Solve it."

"I am." Cheng Mo stood up and glanced around calmly, "Apologize to each other first, since it's a brawl, it means both parties are at fault, what can be done? They are both over sixteen One year old, it is a criminal case, and it will be closed for ten days and half a month to be calm and calm."

The middle-aged man was dumbfounded. He was called by a police station late at night. He subconsciously just wanted to put the blame on the teacher of the third middle school so that he could clear the blame. He didn't expect the teacher of the third middle school to be worse than his students.What is closed for ten days and half a month? Is this what people say?

The young policeman was stunned. The No. [-] Middle School is one of the top high-quality high schools in the local area. Although the teachers of the No. [-] Middle School are not so strong, it is still a general high school.He saw that the nature of this matter was not too serious, and it was just flesh and blood injuries, so he wanted to make it a minor matter, explain the cause and effect, reconcile with each other and write a letter of guarantee to settle the matter...Criminal case?Is that human being?

The second middle school student squatting on the ground and Zheng Xiaobin who stood out from the crowd were also stupid, what?Put them in jail?

Cheng Feng, who had been silent since he entered the door, broke the quiet atmosphere, "It's not as simple as being locked up for ten days and a half a month. How can you punish your students for bringing controlled knives... this No. [-] Middle School teacher?"