[Yan Jiang] What kind of skill is grabbing a class, grab me!

One palm rested under the heels of his palms to stop the downward momentum, and then two warm and powerful hands covered the backs of the thin white hands, gently and irresistibly, slowly closing his palms inward.

【One】

The midterm exams came and went quickly, and it only took two days to finish all the subjects. On Wednesday morning, with the autumn wind that was getting closer every day, he rode eastward, and left quietly with a few joys and sorrows.Jianning No. [-] High School is the city's key point. The teachers pay equal attention to work efficiency and quality. It only takes one day at most from the completion of the test to the result. Therefore, despite the mourning after the big test, the students still have to seize this day for the final carnival.The first day after the exam is often the most troublesome for Teacher Zhou. Usually, there is only one teacher in charge of the school gate, but after the big exam, there are at least two teachers.

"Hey, that cute female classmate, come here, just don't look away." Qin Chuan, a chemistry teacher, had a big red weekly armband pinned to his sleeve, tapped the oil-based pen twice on the notebook, and Jin Behind the silk glasses, the eyes are slightly bent, and the artificial softness can't hide the evil charm. Seeing the little girl with double ponytails and a fleshy cheek that looks like Alale walking timidly, the next moment Teacher Qin bent over and got close to the girl's hair. After observing for a while, he straightened up and said:

"I have a good eye, my hair is dyed naturally, and the teacher thinks it looks good, but the school rules don't allow it, so I can't help it... Is Zhang Xiaoxin right?" Qin Chuan glanced at the name tag on the girl's school uniform, and the tip of the pen brushed on the page. Swish twice, seeing the little girl with tears in her eyes, she hesitated to speak, and put on a pitiful expression: "Hey, don't cry, it's a big deal to pray that you don't meet me next time, like Teacher Yan from the sports team, who is so weak The straight man of steel, I can't tell whether you are dyed or not..."

Before he finished speaking, he felt a heavy pat on his left shoulder, saying that Cao Cao had arrived. Yan Xi, who also wore an armband on his black sweatshirt, put his strong forearm on Qin Chuan's shoulder, lowered his eyebrows, and spoke in a dangerous tone: "Qin Baochuan, who do you think is weak, huh?"

"It's about you," Mr. Qin said goodbye to the little girl, and gave him a fearless glance: "I firmly insist that the two-meter-long legs of those little Internet celebrities on the Internet are real, so I have the nerve to say that my IQ is normal."

Teacher Yan who was ridiculed was furious, and threatened: "That's true! Can you tell me again that my IQ is not normal?"

"You're not upright... Good morning, Dean Yu!" On this side, Yan Yan still had a look of ready anger, while on the other side, Teacher Qin Chuan greeted Yu Zhu, the dean, with a youthful smile on his face. .

Yu Zhu responded with a slight nod with a smile, and as soon as Yan Mao realized what she was saying, she saw Director Yu walking behind in the crowd of students. It was Jiang Ting, the head teacher of Class [-] and [-], who had "parted unhappy" the day before yesterday.In this way, his gaze subconsciously stopped on the other party, sliding from his face to the light blue belt fluttering in the wind at the waist of the windbreaker.The backpack was carried in one hand, and in the other hand was a plastic bag, which seemed to contain breakfast.

As if sensing his gaze, Shaoqing Jiang Ting raised his head, and his eyes just met his. The two of them looked at each other quietly in the hazy morning light shrouded in mist across a sea of ​​students in navy blue school uniforms, and then Jiang Ting The corners of his lips curled up into a smile, and the smile disappeared so quickly that Yan Xie almost thought that he had an illusion, and immediately confirmed his thoughts, because the next moment, Mr. Jiang walked up to him step by step, and took the bag lightly. The breakfast was handed over: "Return yours."

Before Yan Yan could say "Good morning", he was choked back by this impersonal sentence, and was about to retort viciously, "Do you think I am so rich, does he care about a lunch?" He stopped and said, "I don't know what you like to eat. I bought some Chinese and Western dishes. I suggest you drink hot porridge in the morning."

Teacher Yan licked his lips unnaturally, and then slowly took it over: "I like porridge..."

On the side, Qin Chuan looked at this and then that, and felt that he was inexplicably like a background board and a light bulb: "When will you two get married, and you will get breakfast."

And Teacher Yan, as if he had never heard of it, followed Jiang Ting who had already entered the teaching building, almost clinging to his body. When he lowered his head slightly, he could see Teacher Jiang's straight nose and thick black eyelashes: "I love you Congee, how do you know that I love porridge, eh? By the way, have you eaten, or you can eat this, I can just take a bite and it will be..."

Jiang Ting was so full of course schedules that he didn't hear what the man said, but walked faster, and when he was fully concentrated, he suddenly heard someone shouting behind him:

"Surnamed Yan, you will be on duty for me when I come back!"

【two】

When the bell rang for the end of the first class in the afternoon, Teacher Jiang ignored the hearts of the students who had already flown to the playground, and turned to everyone, holding a chalk in his right hand and commenting on the students' calculation process: "Here, and here, why? The similarity of the proofs, how to draw parallels on both sides did not express clearly, and the direct conclusion is that there is no score, which is why many students feel that they have answered the answers correctly after the test, and they will do well in the test, but the results are not satisfactory. Also " Teacher Jiang said, walked to the blackboard next to him, looked at the big "Xie" word on it, then frowned and drew a big circle on it, turned to face the platform and said in a low voice:

"Ma Xiang, I can tell you responsibly that there is no point in writing and interpreting characters, and I hope that everyone will not believe in rumors or spread rumors."

There was a burst of laughter from the audience.

Jiang Ting put down the triangular board, glanced under the podium, and the laughter stopped immediately as far as he could see, and the classroom quickly returned to silence. After a long time, Jiang Ting said: "Every time I take an exam, some students make the same low-level mistakes. A lot of public time to correct mistakes, I hope that the same situation will not happen next time - the student on duty wiped the blackboard, originally there was a small test paper for this class, but now I can only move to the next class, just today the plastic playground changed the track , the physical education class is suspended. Everyone who needs to rest should rest first, and we will go straight to the exam after the bell rings."

As soon as Teacher Jiang said this, the hearts of more than [-] students were broken.Although math and physical education are always next to each other, physical education is usually regarded as nothing, but there is always a glimmer of hope in everyone's heart, but this time Teacher Jiang ruthlessly cut off this hope again, and the culprit ignored the young seedlings of the motherland under the podium and dared not speak out With hatred, calmly picked up the thermos cup and unscrewed it to drink tea in small sips.

Just when everyone got up and planned to go to the bathroom and go out to let the wind go, there were two knocks on the open door of the classroom. Facing the classroom, the right arm is slightly against the door panel, 187's head is almost touching the door frame, one long leg is slightly bent, just looking at him with a smile in his eyes:

"Who said you can't go to physical education class if you change the track. Today happens to be an indoor class. I'm sorry, Mr. Jiang, you miscalculated."

Jiang Ting: "..."

Everyone saw the reappearance of the "long-term illness" teacher Yan, and the applause continued. Even the head teacher Jiang standing on the podium could not stop the enthusiasm of the students for physical education. I couldn't help but hugged him with joy in my heart: "Brother Yan, we miss you so much!"

"Go, how many times have I told you not to be big or small!" Yan Yan pulled him off and walked into the classroom, walked to the podium, looked up and observed Jiang Ting's expression with great interest: "Mr. Jiang, do you want to stay and listen?" I give lectures?"

This was just a casual question, but Jiang Ting nodded and said flatly, "I really want to see what useful knowledge you can impart in these 45 minutes."

Yan Yan raised his eyebrows when he heard this, and was almost a little surprised: "? No, Mr. Jiang, you should figure it out. This is my class, okay?"

Jiang Ting turned a deaf ear, picked up a thick stack of papers, his own small cushion, and a thermos cup, walked silently to the last row and sat down.

Yan Yan’s original plan for this class was to lead students to learn the new version of radio gymnastics. However, due to the heavy rain soaking the playground, it was too late to adjust the teaching plan, so it was changed to stretching exercises. This is very useful for students who have been stuck in the classroom for a long time. Necessary and effective.At this time, Yan Yan stood on the podium and demonstrated the movement with his back to everyone, and explained: "This is a classic yoga movement for everyone. Put your hands together behind your back and raise your backhand. It is easier for girls to do it, and it is slightly easier for boys. Difficult point. This action helps to expand the chest and open the shoulders to relieve fatigue, and now everyone try it below.”

After talking, the classroom became lively, and everyone began to try. Due to the long-term fixed posture and less movement, few people can do it. As Teacher Yan said, most of the girls who can do it are girls.Yan Xie stepped down from the podium and corrected his movements one by one from the front row to the back. In the middle of the process, he could hear the painful "screaming" of the male students, and slowly corrected to the last row. , he felt that this person was a bit magical, the whole classroom was unprecedentedly lively under his leadership, and Jiang Ting was like a quiet wave heart in the mountains of No Man's Land, always carrying a calm and slightly cool temperament.

A thought popped up in Yan Yan's mind for no reason, and wanted to disturb the peace, so he immediately stretched out two fingers, and tapped the corner of the desk lightly with his knuckles. Jiang Ting raised his head and looked at him, still holding the red water-based pen in his hand.

Yan Yan looked down at him and pretended to be serious, "You said you came to class, but you didn't cooperate with my teaching and didn't listen to the lecture, so why are you staying here?"

Jiang Ting stared at him indifferently for two seconds, then lowered his head and started grading the paper again, completely ignoring Teacher Yan's half-truth and half-false accusation.

But it must be known that Yan Xie is a person who doesn't know what "frustration" is at all. The next moment he suddenly raised his hand and flipped the test paper in front of Jiang Ting, and then said loudly: "I see that many students' movements are not standard, and I will ask Teacher Jiang to help Let me show you a demonstration."

The students were very excited and gave warm applause.

Jiang Ting: "..."

The two returned to the podium while the students were staring at each other. Yan Yan took an inch and "ordered" Jiang Ting to unbutton his cuffs so that he could move. Teacher Jiang had no choice but to cooperate, and folded the cuffs up two layers carefully and neatly with his slender fingers. Dao, then turned his head to look at him, and asked quietly: "And then?"

Yan Xie was taller than him, and because of the short distance, all he could see was Jiang Ting's handsome and three-dimensional facial contours. Because he was facing the window, when he looked at him, the soft sunlight reflected in his eyes, which made the original picture look a little alienated and cold. His face became a little gentler, making it more attractive to fall into.Yan Yan felt that he had watched it for a long time, but it was only a few seconds. Then he coughed lightly and said, "Put your hands together behind your back, and raise your back."

Jiang Ting stretched his hand behind his back.Facts have proved that no matter how flexible he looks, Teacher Jiang is also a people's teacher who is seriously lacking in exercise because he is devoted to work. His hands are behind his back and he touches his fingertips. After trying again, he decided to give up, but before he could put his hands down, he felt a palm resting on the heels of his own palms to stop the downward momentum, and then two warm and powerful hands covered the back of his thin white hands, softly and softly. Irresistibly, slowly bring his palms together inwards.

The soreness forced Jiang Ting to wrinkle his brows slightly, and tried to break free from Yan Yan's palms, but because dozens of pairs of eyes were staring at him, and it was inconvenient to attack on the spot, he could only cooperate with his movements and lean his shoulders back to relieve the pain. He made his upper body almost completely close to Yan Yan, and when the two palms finally joined together, Jiang Ting breathed a sigh of relief, thinking that it was finally over, but Yan Yan leaned into his ear again and said, "Teacher Jiang, keep this movement for a while." , the effect of relaxation will be better, students help each other to practice, let’s start.”

Jiang Ting: "..."

The classroom became lively again, and the two of them still kept their backs to the students and faced the podium. Yan Xie looked at this Gaoling Zhihua known as the "Second Year Group Grass" and couldn't help but feel that his expression was stronger than It usually looks better, and it seems to be alive at last.They just stood in silence like this, Yan Yan was always looking for something to say, and after a while he finally started a conversation: "Why are you here alone today? Didn't Yang Mei see you off?"

Jiang Ting immediately let go, moved his wrist a little, and then looked at him again: "I said that we are just colleagues, and she has no obligation to drive me to and from work every day. Having said that," Jiang Ting simply turned around, Hei Liang Staring straight at Yan Yan, he asked in a low voice through the whispered conversation under the podium: "Why are you so obsessed with my commute to and from work? Are you satisfied if I drive a tractor to work?"

Yan Yan thought to himself that Mr. Jiang was probably joking, but he didn’t look like he was joking, so he imagined Mr. Jiang driving a tractor to work. He wanted to laugh but didn’t dare to laugh. The proposal: "I can drop you off from work, don't think too much about it, I live alone, so it's no fun to go home early."

Jiang Ting raised his eyebrows, and gave him a strange look: "What am I thinking?"

Yan Yan felt that he was just talking casually, but suddenly went into the reason, and couldn't explain the reason for a while, so he simply clapped his hands to the students under the podium: "Come on, is there anything a boy can do, come up and show everyone! "

Jiang Ting: "..."

【three】

At 21:[-], the evening self-study ends.

Yan Xie finished his evening work, took off his armband and went back to the office to get his coat and car keys, and walked out of the teaching building to the parking lot to get his G65.As soon as the car started, a blue shuttle bus with the big characters "Jianning Yigao" on the body, full of subject teachers, passed by from behind. Yan Yan put one hand on the open window and watched the shuttle bus through the rearview mirror. Until it disappeared from the end of sight, he straightened up again, raised the corners of his lips and smiled while starting the car, and muttered to himself:

"It would be nice to let me take you home, and I have to squeeze the bus by myself."

Under the night, the black steel monster and the blue shuttle bus headed back to each other, and drove to both ends of the city in the night.Jiang Ting was sitting in the back row by the window. When the shuttle speeded up and passed the main road, the street view of the vehicle was brushed back in front of his eyes, and the orange street lights reflected his side face, which was extraordinarily warm, adding a bit of friendliness.In this way, he gently pressed his forehead against the car window with some fatigue, and Yo-Yo Ma's version of "Suiteno.1inGmajor, BWV1007" slowly flowed from the earphones, soothing the highly tense nerves throughout the day.

At this time, in a quiet high-end apartment building in the bustling business district of Jianning City Center, the lights on the 3th floor of Building 18C were quietly turned on.Yan Xie threw the car keys at the entrance without much care, took off his shoes, walked to the TV cabinet in the living room, tapped the speaker, and a similar melody slowly sounded in the room.The low and melodious melody of the cello escapes from the half-opened floor-to-ceiling windows, silently converging and embracing each other over Jianning in the middle of the night, and finally disappears at the end of the city hand in hand like elves with unspoken love words.

TBC