I’m Picking Up Pieces in PUBG

After three years of his alma mater, Jiang Siming has an indescribable kindness.

Although many places have been repaired or even rebuilt, there are still many footprints left by him when he was a student.

Take the school playground, for example, where Jiang Siming would stand there every morning for three years to do radio gymnastics and listen to the instructions of school leaders.

However, Jiang Siming was very lazy at the beginning, and as soon as he did exercises he got polio, waving his hands and feet softly, just as if he could be perfunctory.

Whenever the school leaders gave lectures, Jiang Siming always surreptitiously sat on the ground to rest.

Anyway, there are so many people, the school leaders can't see it at all, and they just say to tie their shoes.

There are also classrooms, canteens, campus shops, libraries, and so on.

These places are all memories.

There are many new buildings in the school, most of which were donated by him, the world's richest man.

When I walked to the celebrity column of the school, there was still a picture of myself hanging on it, and it was still in the front and most eye-catching position.

Obviously, Jiang Si clearly became the most famous person in the school.

It's a bit like in "Charlotte Annoyance", after Charlotte became famous, Charlotte was treated as a celebrity by the school, posing with a group of big men.

But in fact, Charlotte is only a singer at best, not qualified to be with a real celebrity.

But Jiang Siming is different. Just the title of the world's richest man is enough to be placed in the hall of fame of any university.

"Dad, when you were in school, were there any girls chasing you?" Zhao Xiaoxiao bit the popsicle bought from the small shop and asked curiously.

"Of course, your dad was already handsome Wu Yanzu then. There are countless girls chasing me." Jiang Siming replied very proudly.

Zhao Xiaoxiao didn't believe it. After all, she had every reason to believe that with her father's appearance, she must have been very popular with girls at school.

"You didn't talk about it? Impossible. With your old-fashioned personality, you should have been picking up girls everywhere when you were studying." Zhao Xiaoxiao knew Jiang Siming's personality very well.

Jiang Siming's eyes widened, and he said fiercely, "I repeat, your father, I am not old!"

"I'm almost running for three and I'm not old..." Zhao Xiaoxiao whispered.

"You say it again!" Jiang Siming was even more fierce.

Unexpectedly, the serious attitude that he finally put out, was kissed by Xiao Luoyu in his arms, and it suddenly melted.

"Tell me, is there any?" Zhao Xiaoxiao obviously didn't follow Jiang Siming's style, and didn't believe that her father would murder her at all.

"No, your grandparents called me strict. How could I dare to fall in love? Besides, my family was poor at the time. I really wanted to study hard and find a good job, so I didn't have time to talk about love."

Jiang Siming sighed as he spoke, and said, "Why do you think your grandpa is not a rich man? If he is a rich man, I will be able to find dozens of moms for you in school."

Zhao Xiaoxiao: "..."

"What would grandpa think when he heard this?"

"Dare to complain and eat all the ice cream in your refrigerator!" Jiang Siming threatened.

Zhao Xiaoxiao didn't care, and continued to gossip: "So is there any story about a girl chasing you that impresses you?"

"Well, there are. There was a little girl in the next class, who pestered me all day, and gave me breakfast every day to write love letters. Once I came to my house and was scolded and cried by your grandma. Me." Jiang Siming recalled.

"Hahaha, this girl is so miserable, don't you have a girl you like in school?" Zhao Xiaoxiao asked with a smile.

"This is true..." Jiang Siming was a little embarrassed.

"I know, it must be Yingzi's mother, right?" Zhao Xiaoxiao guessed.

Jiang Siming shook his head and said, "No, when your mother Yingzi was in high school, she would wear glasses with thick wine bottles and steel braces every day when she was in high school. The worms are almost the same, how could I like her, at that time I used her as a buddy."

Zhao Xiaoxiao was already laughing so hard that she could not straighten her waist. Fortunately, Li Yingzi's mother was not here, otherwise he would have to **** him.

"Then who do you like?" Zhao Xiaoxiao became more curious, not Mother Yingzi? Who would it be?

With dad’s personality, which girl can run? You have to hug home.

But she thought for a while, except for Ms. Yingzi, no one seemed to be a fellow villager with her father.

"Don't ask about this, the kids study hard." Jiang Siming was embarrassed.

"Let's talk, you're so old and still shy, tell me dad~" Zhao Xiaoxiao was full of curiosity, and took Jiang Siming's hand to act like a baby.

Jiang Siming had no choice but to vomit quickly and frankly said: "At the beginning I kind of liked the female math teacher in our class."

"Wow! Dad, are you too good at it? You will fall in love with teachers and students at such a young age?" Zhao Xiaoxiao was dumbfounded.

Jiang Siming rolled his eyes and explained: "Fuck your teacher-student relationship, that is, my math teacher is very young, and very beautiful, special dressing and mature, other teachers are either old men or old ladies, so You know, I was still a kid at the time. I was not resistant to this kind of girl. It's not just me. The boys in our class basically eat this set."

This is really not Jiang Siming's nonsense, but if there is a pretty female teacher in the class, it must be very popular with boys.

Similarly, if there are handsome and young male teachers, they are also the dishes of many female students.

Of course, all teachers are old men, old ladies or greasy uncles. When he didn't say anything, he could only say that these students were too miserable, and a beautiful teacher never met (dog head).

Of course, this can't really have any dirty thoughts, it's just a kind of yearning and admiration of young boys and girls for mature and good-looking opposite sex.

Commonly known as: the throbbing of youth~

At the beginning, no other boys in his class disliked the math teacher, and they even went too far.

I always try my best to take advantage of it. For example, in summer, the teacher wears less clothes and keeps looking for questions from the teacher. The teacher will bend down and talk to him at the desk.

The angle at which the collar hangs down, even if it is only a glimmer, is enough to make these energetic young people rush up.

There are even some bad students who want to see more by putting a mirror on the floor while the teacher is wearing a skirt.

It's just that the math teacher apparently dealt with many such bad students. Every time he stopped in front of the mirror, asked them to pick them up, and then spot-checked their questions.

Despite repeated defeats, they still refused to give up and persevered.

It's a pity that this math teacher got married and had children in the second year of high school.

At that time, how many boys were hurt? I remember that some students cried because of this. They were quite stupid by borrowing alcohol to buy drunk.

Jiang Siming was also quite lost at the time, but it was only a loss. Since then, his little secret love has disappeared.

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