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

*This chapter: Teacher Jiang protects students, participates in physical examination, hugs in the gymnasium, Teacher Jiang is sick and dizzy, Teacher Yan is happy to pick up his daughter-in-law home ()

I saw Jiang Ting still had his eyes closed, and a white hand stretched out from the quilt, unconsciously grasping Yan Mao's thumb as if seeking some kind of comfort.

【One】

It has been two weeks since the Jianning No. 1 mid-term exam, and Class No. [-] of Senior No. [-] is still shrouded in gloom. Looking in from the classroom window during recess, every student's eyes are filled with buffalo-like sadness.It's not that the results this time were unsatisfactory. It should be noted that the total score of Class [-] has always been among the top three in the grade, and this time it even took No.[-].The harvest season was supposed to be full of joy, but Jiang Ting, the class teacher, studied the performance rankings of each student for the first time, and finally came to the conclusion that: all of them rely on mathematics to improve their scores, while other subjects have declined to varying degrees. There are still deficiencies in all subjects.

Class Seven relied on his own efforts to improve the average score of the math grade. Teacher Jiang, the class teacher, was not proud but self-reflected. This was once a good story after the class meeting. Xie, art teacher Yang Mei, listening to the radio during lunch break and evening self-study are all taken up. Jiang Ting has to take a test paper every night, and then drags teachers from various subjects over to explain.

In such a high-intensity learning state, a physical examination becomes commendable because it can escape from books for a short time.

"Sit down and listen carefully. Every item is closely related to you. I will only talk about it once. If there is anything wrong after that, don't come to me if you missed any medical examination items." Walking up to the podium, the classroom immediately became calm after tapping the blackboard with his knuckles, so he said calmly:

"The physical examination locations are concentrated in the gymnasium. Only chest X-rays and blood draw vehicles are arranged on the playground. Everyone brings their own medical examination forms and black water-based pens. The boys and girls are divided into teams. The team leaders Han Xiaomei and Gao Panqing ensure discipline. The question is for you, Teacher Yan, and the teacher's physical examination is also arranged there. I don't want to find out that the noisiest class is the No. [-] class when I go to the gymnasium. Do you understand?"

Teacher Jiang's tone was calm and gentle throughout the whole process, and the students did not dare to neglect at all, they hurriedly agreed in unison, "Understood", saying that no one knows that Class [-] has the best discipline in the school.

After Jiang Ting finished speaking, he raised his hand to indicate the continuation of the morning reading, and then walked down the podium with his notebook. The moment he stepped down with his long legs, he felt flustered and his chest was tight, and then his eyes were dimmed.He forced himself to stand still, grasped the still warm body of the cup with his cold hands covered in cold sweat, and slowly walked out of the classroom after recovering to normal after a while.

He thought that there should be a carton of sweet milk in the office, and he would be fine after going back to rest for a while, so he walked slowly forward while supporting the smooth wall of the corridor.

The office was much quieter than usual. Because of the physical examination of each class, the head teacher left halfway. Jiang Ting sat back in his seat and opened the drawer. The sweet milk was finished, and the cookies were a surprise.However, before he had eaten two yuan, he heard a knock on the door. Jiang stopped consciously and looked outside, and saw the vice principal Wei Yao standing outside the door with a gloomy expression:

"Mr. Jiang, come out for a moment."

【two】

"The monitor captured it clearly. The student in your class went to the bathroom halfway and didn't come back to answer the question for 15 minutes. The city's average score on this test paper was 65. Only the girl in your class got 148 points, and she was deducted." Two points is because the invigilator is too troublesome to review."

In the monitoring room on the first floor of the school, the vice principals Wei Yao and Jiang Ting stood in front of their desks. In front of them were the monitoring records of the two-week mid-term exam. In this retrieved video, only Han Xiaomei made a report in the middle of the classroom. Leave the examination room for nearly 10 minutes.Wei Yao stared at the screen with tiny eyes, and the wrinkles between his brows could catch *si flies.It wasn't until Han Xiaomei returned to her seat in the video that she turned her head to look at Jiang Ting and continued:

"Mr. Jiang, do you think this is normal?"

Jiang Ting and Wei Yao looked at each other, his mind was running at high speed, and the little clarity he had recovered from eating just now had been brought to the extreme at this moment, and all the problems related to the students were enough to mobilize all his attention.The superiors seldom utter interrogative sentences. If they do so, it means that the other party has a tendency.But obviously, this tendency is not good for Han Xiaomei.Jiang Ting was highly concentrated, but his body was still weak. He supported the desk with one hand, his face was still calm as usual, and he replied calmly:

"Principal Wei, Han Xiaomei has always been among the top students in mathematics. I believe you have heard of it. It is true that she has never had such a high score in the past, but judging from her learning attitude since the beginning of school, she has worked much harder than last semester. Zhou The monthly test scores have also been steadily improving," Jiang Ting felt very flustered during the speech, and then continued after a pause:

"It is normal for an exam, especially an exam where teachers from various schools participate in the proposition, to have a large ranking change, because the perspective is new and can screen out potential students. I admit that there must be cheating in every exam , this is inevitable, but to say that this child is Han Xiaomei, I am very sorry, Principal Wei, I cannot agree."

Wei Yao's gray hair was gloomy under the sunlight cast by the blinds, he just stared at Jiang Ting sullenly, put his hands behind his back for a while, and asked in a deep voice, "What guarantee can you give that she didn't cheat? Mr. Jiang, you have also stayed at a high school for a few years. You should know that if a student really cheated in the final exam after further investigation, it is not just as simple as a student memorizing the demerit, don't just defend yourself like this because you are afraid of being punished... student?"

Hearing this, Jiang Ting lowered his eyelashes, took a light breath, looked up at Wei Yao again, and said in a deep voice:

"I guarantee my insight as a head teacher for two terms, and my understanding and trust in my students. Principal Wei, approaching the third year of high school, every student's psychological state is very tense and extremely fragile. Before confirming the facts Before, I beg you not to inform classmate Han Xiaomei that although this child is smart and motivated, he is timid, please..."

Before Jiang Ting finished speaking, he heard a knock on the door of the monitoring room: "Dong Dong."

Wei Yao glanced outside the door, was taken aback for a moment, then coughed unnaturally, and his expression eased a little: "Come in."

"Principal Wei, I'm here to find Teacher Jiang."

Hearing a familiar voice, Jiang Ting turned his head to look, and sure enough, Yan Xie walked in, seeming to embrace his shoulder very affectionately, and felt the person in his arms leaning forward following his movements, and subconsciously embraced him even tighter. tighter.

Wei Yao has a complicated attitude towards this senior rich second generation who drives a G65 and wears a famous brand and watch to work every day. On the one hand, because his father is a shareholder, he always has a mentality of respecting the rich at a distance, on the other hand, this kid has never been low-key in his behavior. He naturally developed a subtle hatred of the rich, just like seeing him holding Jiang Ting with one arm and protecting him tightly like an old hen, he suddenly felt a toothache, and frowned:

"Since when have you become so familiar, why are you looking for Mr. Jiang?"

Yan Yan replied with a "huh": "I have a physical examination this morning, and I will be in Teacher Jiang's class soon. I went upstairs to find Director Yu to sign. I happened to see him passing by, so I thought about it and let me know."

Hearing this, Jiang Ting turned his head to look at him in surprise, but before he could speak, he felt Yan Yan's light hand on his shoulder, and he kept his mouth shut.

Wei Yao pondered for a moment, and finally turned around and waved his hands out of sight and out of mind: "Go quickly if you have something to do."

As soon as the two of them left the office, Jiang Ting immediately stretched Yan Yan's arms open, and turned around to ask him, "Are you in our class so soon? You should still be doing chest X-rays at this time, right?"

"Are you uncomfortable?" Yan Xie looked at him and asked without answering.

"No, it's good." Jiang Ting replied briefly.

Seeing that his expression was indeed normal, Yan Yan nodded slowly, and answered with a smile:

"Didn't I just look at the way you two were about to fight inside just now, thinking about how to rescue you? How about it, Super Grass, are you impressed by my chivalry?"

Jiang Ting thinks that Yan Xie is very strange, he can always switch freely between seriousness and fake seriousness, which sometimes makes people laugh.Just like now, Teacher Jiang frowned slightly, but Erqing couldn't help it, and cursed in a low voice:

"Grass your sister..."

With one hand idle, Yan Yan ch/a... in his trouser pocket, just staring at Jiang Ting's back in a white shirt and dark blue trousers, his eyes slowly stopped on the clothes that were properly tucked in by the belt, and he came back to his senses after a while Come, I quickly looked away in surprise:

What am I thinking?

He murmured in his heart, but he took a few steps to catch up with Jiang Ting: "Hey, don't you want to be so obvious when crossing the river and destroying the bridge! Your class is really going to start entering the gymnasium at this time, do you want to go together?"

With his back turned to him, Jiang Ting felt dizzy again, and after a while he slowly raised his hand above his head to make an OK gesture.Yan Yan smiled, and the overly sharp facial features also softened a lot.

【three】

"Don't squeeze, don't squeeze, do you all want to know your height and weight so much?" Teacher Qin Chuan, who was arrested for helping out after class all morning, was sitting on a stool next to the height measuring instrument, surrounded by a group of students handing in the form. In the middle, she looked lonely, weak and helpless, finally a crack appeared on the mask of "Friends of Women", and once again helplessly shouted: "Let me go to the back and line up, one by one, don't worry, none of them can escape! "

The usually deserted gymnasium was bustling with people at the moment, and the spacious aisle was also surrounded by students of all grades. The crowd was crowded with each other, and Jiang Ting could barely squeeze in. When he turned around, he found that Yan Yan was nowhere to be seen, and subconsciously shouted: "Yan Yan!"

As soon as he finished speaking, an arm stretched out from the side and brought it firmly into his arms.Squeezed into the crowd waiting for the height measurement, Jiang Ting was surrounded by people in front of him, and felt that the air in his chest was squeezed a bit thin. At this moment, the girl in front stepped back, Jiang Ting immediately dodged, followed Clinging closer to Yan Xie's chest, the dizziness and pushing made his ears ring, and he could not hear the noise around him at all, until Yan Xie tightly grasped his wrist, and asked close to his ear:

"Stand firm, why do you keep leaning into people's arms?"

With a joking tone wrapped in moist heat, he blew in Jiang Ting's ear, forcing him to cheer himself up. Even though the tips of his ears were blushing suspiciously, he still maintained a serious attitude: "Would you like to drag me just now?" , I have already fumbled to the spacious place now!"

The distance was too close, and Yan Xie could even see clearly his distinct eyelashes, the clear collarbone inside the shirt, and a little redness in his ears, whether it was from anger or shame, he just looked at it like this, and then seemed to be bewitched Like a ghost, he stretched out his callused hand and rubbed it on Jiang Ting's smooth black hair:

"What shampoo do you use, it smells so good."

Jiang Ting: "..."

After finally finding the students in my class, they are still standing obediently and waiting in line at the test site for sitting, forward bending and sit-ups, like a vacuum in a noisy environment. Teacher Jiang was quite relieved to recite the words silently, so he turned and walked away calmly.Yan Yan looked at him and then at the students not far away: "Aren't you going to say hello?"

Jiang Ting looked at him rather strangely: "How do you say hello? Do you think everyone is just as disrespectful as you, calling students brothers and sisters?"

Yan Yan frowned: "Hey, what do you mean, Jiang Ting, I found that you have a big opinion on me!"

Jiang Ting ignored him, and went directly to the location where the staff's vital capacity was tested.

"Here, Mr. Jiang, the new mouthpiece has been installed." The female physical education teacher in the same group as Yan Xie handed over the expiratory port of the spirometry instrument: "Just blow on it directly."

Jiang Ting took it and nodded, smiled and said softly, "Thank you."

However, when Mr. Jiang's snow-white cheeks were puffed up slightly, and he was about to blow on the mouthpiece, Yan Yan suddenly leaned over with his arms folded and smiled, "I'm afraid you can only blow two thousand, if you have more, you can only blow three thousand." ?”

Jiang Ting let out a sigh of relief, turned his head and looked at him expressionlessly: "What should I do if I exceed it?"

"Hey, I still want to bet," Yan Yan was happy, patted his shoulder with a big hand, and said generously: "If you exceed [-], I will give you [-], and every time you break [-], add more, and so on. ,How about it?"

Jiang Ting's dark eyes sized up his [-] face for a moment, and his breath was filled with the rotten breath of capitalism, so he made up his mind to teach Teacher Yan a lesson, and nodded slightly: "Yes. , remember what you said."

Yan Yan waved his hand: "Blow it, don't be embarrassed, I can't find the partner with two legs, and there are a lot of pink banknotes."

"..." Jiang Ting didn't want to talk to him anymore, so he blew directly at the mouthpiece.

five hundred.one thousand.One thousand and five.

two thousand--

Two thousand and three, two thousand and two...

The numbers kept going backwards, and Yan Xie stood behind and looked at the electronic display screen from a distance and said with a smile: "No, you can really blow two thousand, you say you are a man..."

Before he could finish his sentence, Jiang Ting suddenly dropped his mouthpiece to the ground, and then he fell backwards without warning. Before everyone could react, Yan Yan rushed up He held Jiang Ting's waist in front of him, then bowed and hugged him by his knees, and turned to ask the shocked female colleague next to him:

"Where's the school doctor? Are you busy with the biopsy?"

As if the situation was critical, the female physical education teacher became more nervous when he asked her, and said falteringly, "Yes... yes..."

"Fuck..." Yan Yan frowned and cursed silently, then looked at Jiang Ting, whose eyes were drooping in his arms, and his face was so pale that it was almost transparent. With the hand holding his back, he could clearly feel the cold sweat dripping from his shirt, which was about to soak through his shirt , his heart became more and more anxious, but in this urgency, there was a strange calmness, so he hugged Jiang Ting all the way down the steps from the gymnasium, afraid that the person in his arms didn't even run, but walked faster and faster, While walking, he lowered his head and called to him: "Hey, Jiang Ting! Don't sleep, tell me what's wrong with you?"

Jiang Ting was a little noisy from his yelling, and slowly stretched out his slender index finger to make a "shut up" gesture on his lips, and said softly, "It's just hypoglycemia...don't make noise."

"..." Yan Yan tightened his jaw, moved his lips, and finally said nothing according to his words.

The man was gently carried into the co-pilot of Big G, Jiang Ting leaned on the backrest, his pale and dry lips moved, and Yan Yan immediately listened to him: "What do you want to say?"

Jiang Ting opened his mouth, because he was too close, his lips touched Yan Mao's hair from time to time: "Buy me a bag of sugar, or sweet milk, and I'll just rest in your car for a while."

The breath on the neck was hot, and Yan Xie realized it now, and put his hand on his forehead: "Fucking... you are not only hypoglycemic, don't you know that you have a fever? Doesn't a man have any common sense in life? !"

Being too close, Jiang Ting frowned from the noise, closed his eyes unconsciously to cover the source of the sound, and waited until the world was finally quiet, stretched his brows and eyes in satisfaction, curled himself up and turned to the other side.

"..." Yan Yan opened the car door with one hand, straightened up and looked down at the huddled and thin back in the car, he had no more thoughts in his mind, he could only open the rear door with his brows together, took out a blanket and covered him, and then went back to the car. In the driver's seat, start the engine, back up and turn right, and drive out of the gate of a high school in Jianning.

In a trance, Jiang Ting could only feel the car moving, and opened his eyes with difficulty to see Yan Mo, whose shirt sleeves were casually folded and holding the steering wheel: "Where are you taking me? I'm going back to school, I have class next semester... "

Yan Yan's tightly pursed lips opened, and he suppressed the burst of dark fire and scolded: "What class are you taking? How do you go to class like this? I really think I am a strong man, watching the students study all day long," Teacher Yan The more he talked, the more angry he became, and when he was in a traffic jam, he became even more powerful. He dictated the "Callery" more intently: "You said you snatched my class, forget it, and snatched it and made yourself sick. Is there something wrong with you? Jiang Ting, um ? Talk! Jiang..."

He quickly glanced at the co-pilot, only to see Jiang Ting facing him with his eyes closed, half of his face was covered by the blanket covering his head, and there was the sound of a slightly calmer breathing coming from the quiet car.

Yan Yan's eyes flickered, his Adam's apple slipped up and down, and he said softly for a long time: "Okay, you go to sleep, I will sell it to you in the ravine."

It was noon, and the entire Building 3C was bathed in bright autumn sunlight.The elevator kept going up, and Jiang Ting in Yan Yan's arms still had his eyes closed, whether he was asleep or unable to open them, and his body was still covered with the blanket in the car.After getting out of the elevator and walking to the door of his house, he put the person down for a while, pressed the fingerprint lock and picked him up again, without even taking off his shoes, he kicked open the door of the master bedroom which was concealed, and Jiang Ting lightly He put it lightly on the bed, pulled his own quilt to cover him up, and was about to get up straight and go to the kitchen to boil water, when he suddenly felt his thumb being grabbed.

I saw Jiang Ting still had his eyes closed, and a white hand stretched out from the quilt, unconsciously grasping Yan Mao's thumb as if seeking some kind of comfort.

The blackout curtains on both sides were drawn, and the room was dark.Yan Mao kept standing sideways in the darkness, staring down at the group of figures who were still in a light sleep, and finally bent down slowly for a long time, squatted beside him, held that hand, and hung him on the The hair on the forehead in front of him was pushed up, and then said softly:

"I'm here."

TBC