Master Quan, come on, my little wife is excited!

Duan Qiongyu played with the concentric knot in his hand, his pupils were indeed unfocused and his thoughts were hazy.

Why did it suddenly occur to me?

Maybe it was because he couldn't sleep that night. When he was drinking in the garden under the moonlight, he was drunk and saw the evening moon shining on the fields of flowers.

The next day, Duan Qiongyu came to school.

Teacher Chen personally brought him to the office and introduced him to other teachers: "This is our new teacher Duan."

As he spoke, he glanced at several teachers, and finally his eyes fell on Zhang Mingli, waving to him: "Xiao Zhang, come here."

Zhang Mingli walked over and Teacher Chen introduced Duan Qiongyu: "This is a student who came to our school for internship. His name is Zhang Mingli. You can ask him to help you with anything you need."

After the introduction, Teacher Chen picked up the book on his desk and said, "I'm going to class, you guys talk first."

After Teacher Chen left, Duan Qiongyu walked to his seat and sat down.

Zhang Mingli was sitting next to him, and he flattered him: "Brother, I want to discuss something with you."

Duan Qiongyu glanced at him: "What?"

Zhang Mingli said: "Can I change places with you?"

Duan Qiongyu raised his eyebrows: "Why?"

Zhang Mingli immediately became excited: "Because this is the position of my goddess."

Duan Qiongyu nodded in understanding, and just when Zhang Mingli thought he agreed, he said calmly: "I won't change."

“It’s my place now.”

Zhang Mingli... Is it fun to tease children?

Duan Qiongyu glanced at the pile of books in the upper left corner.

Zhang Mingli immediately looked protective: "This is my goddess's book, you can't use it."

Duan Qiongyu twitched the corner of his mouth, and then put the pile of books into the drawer under his gaze: "I don't have the habit of using other people's things."

Only then did Zhang Mingli feel satisfied. He glanced around cautiously and pretended to whisper: "Brother, tell me quietly, are you a big shot here to experience life?"

Duan Qiongyu raised his eyebrows: "Where did you see it?"

Zhang Mingli proudly smoothed the hair in front of his forehead with his index finger: "You have an extraordinary temperament and handsome appearance."

The conversation changed: "It's mainly because Teacher Chen calls you "you"!"

He looked like I was too smart: "You are so much younger than him, and he still calls you that, it must be because you have a special status."

Duan Qiongyu nodded, as if what he said made sense.

Zhang Mingli came closer and said, "So, brother, what is your identity?"

Duan Qiongyu was serious and replied in a low voice: "Actually, your principal is my father."

Zhang Mingli's mouth was open enough to hold an egg, and he closed it instantly: "Nonsense, our principal's surname is Ning, and your surname is Duan."

The reaction was quite quick, Duan Qiongyu added: "He and my mother are divorced, and my surname is my stepfather's."

Zhang Mingli was stunned,

Duan Qiongyu was amused by him: "Don't tell others."

Zhang Mingli immediately raised his hand to cover his mouth and made an OK gesture, as if he was determined to defend this secret to the death.

Duan Qiongyu stood up and walked out, Zhang Mingli said: "Brother, where are you going?"

"Toilet." Duan Qiongyu replied with two words.

Zhang Mingli sat in his seat for a while and suddenly realized, no, didn't Teacher Chen say that Principal Ning has never been married in this life?

Where did the son come from!

When he realized that he had been deceived, he sat in his seat scratching his head.

Isn't this fun for children? I want to go home and tell my mom!

Duan Qiongyu stood in the corridor, looking at the children playing games on the playground under the guidance of their teachers.

The phone rang, and I glanced at the caller ID. After the call was connected, Quan Yu's teasing voice came from over there: "How is school life?"

Duan Qiongyu had a romantic smile in his eyes: "Are you very free?"

Listening to his tone, Quan Yu said: "It seems pretty good."

Duan Qiongyu rarely quarreled with him and let out a sigh in his throat.

After hanging up the phone, the WeChat group on the phone was bombarded with messages one after another.

It was Xie Jiuan who was talking alone.

"Fourth brother, is there anything interesting to do at school?"

"Take me there another day~~

Duan Qiongyu fell into silence after reading the news. Is it funny?

Does teasing children count?

Scanning the downstairs, it was very calm and simple.

Putting the phone back into his pocket, he also put both hands into his pocket, and raised his head slightly to look at the sky. The sky in Beijing was not blue, and it was the same today.

But when he looked at it, he felt it was particularly good, maybe because his mentality had changed.

In the office, Zhang Mingli muttered: "Teacher Chen is partial. I wanted to sit in Teacher Zhou's seat, but he wouldn't let me sit no matter what."

"Sure enough, I like the new and hate the old."

A middle-aged female teacher next to her said with a smile: "Isn't that the only seat that is vacant?"

There is only one young child in the entire office, Zhang Mingli, who is about the same age as the teachers' children, so everyone favors him.

The female teacher comforted him: "There was no other way, so Teacher Chen let him sit in Puyao's seat."

"There's no favoritism."

I know this is the case, but Zhang Mingli is still sad because that is the position of a goddess.

When Duan Qiongyu came in from outside, the office was already quiet.

Zhang Mingli looked at him with a sad look on his face, and Duan Qiongyu thought he had just realized that he had lied to him.

As soon as he sat down, Zhang Mingli said: "You can sit down if you want."

"But if my goddess comes back, you have to make room for her."

Duan Qiongyu picked up the thermos cup on the table and took a sip of water, not taking it seriously: "Let's talk about it later."

He's not sure how long he'll stay here.

Out of boredom, he picked up the lamp on the table and looked up and down for its switch.

After finding it, he flicked it with his fingertips, and the warm yellow light came on.

Only then did Duan Qiongyu notice that the moment the light came on, there was a string of small words on the edge of the jade-like porcelain texture.

Zhang Mingli also came over and said in surprise: "Yuyu Qionglou?"

Teacher Zhou left just a few days after he came. He had never noticed the writing on the lamp before.

He murmured: "Is it the Qionglou Yuyu of 'I want to ride the wind back, but I'm afraid it will be too cold at high places.'"

Duan Qiongyu didn't think much, turned off the lamp indifferently, and said nonchalantly: "Maybe."

Zhang Mingli is still guessing: "The meaning of this sentence is 'I want to ride the breeze back to the sky, but I am afraid that I will not be able to withstand the cold for nine days in a building made of beautiful jade.'"

He came to Duan Qiongyu's table, leaned on the table and said: "If you don't love Qionglou Yuyu, if you love the free and beautiful world, my goddess is fresh and refined."

The speaker was unintentional, but the listener sounded intentional. These words hit Duan Qiongyu's heart like a fist, and the originally pleasant mood became dull again.

It's a pity that he didn't know that if he had opened the pile of books and taken a look before putting them in the drawer, he would have seen the name he had been thinking about written on it in beautiful handwriting.