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

*This chapter: Yan Yan takes care of Mr. Jiang who is sick, quarrels at dinner (interspersed with memories of the original work), custard buns appear, and Mr. Yan completes the task of picking up and dropping off work, and successfully enters the house.

A person's face can hide many things, such as the hardships of life and the poverty of his family, but his hands are honest. ——Yan Geling "The Straw Sandals Nobleman"

Don't tell the secret to the wind, the wind will blow all over the forest.

"Actually, you just want to blackmail me because you think I'm rich."

【One】

The noon sun was infinitely bright, but it was completely blocked by the thick blackout curtains.Even if Jiang Ting could support such a glimmer of clarity, even if there was such a glimmer of light in the room, he would find himself lying in the extremely spacious master bedroom of Yan Yan's house.Although it adopts the European minimalist style, there is nothing that is not exquisite, and nothing that is not expensive.In the room with main colors of black, white and gray, the carpets, chandeliers, and ornaments are all handmade by famous masters, tough yet witty, just like their owners.At this time, the antique clock on the wall had finished striking eleven times, and Yan Xie stared intently at Jiang Ting's almost transparent eyelids, and the lashes trembled slightly, letting that slender white and slightly cool hand curl into his palm to seek warmth.

He squatted like this and kept one movement for a long time, staring at Jiang Ting's gradually calming sleeping face. After a long while, he finally couldn't help it. He raised his free hand in a mysterious way, and gently brushed Jiang Ting's side cheek with the back of his hand.If the latter frowned slightly as if he felt something, Yan Xie immediately withdrew his hand as if being scalded, and only after Jiang Ting's breathing became calm again, he said softly:

"Isn't it amazing when you grabbed my class? Why are you so delicate at this time?"

After finishing speaking, he exhaled lightly, stood up with difficulty by supporting the edge of the bed, moved his two numb long legs and walked out of the master bedroom step by step, and then slowly closed the door.He leaned his back against the door panel and stared at the daylight given by Wenye Fairly outside the window. Thinking about his behavior just now, his brain was blank for a moment, and he simply decided not to think about it, and then he quickened his pace and walked slowly to the kitchen.

The main color of the open kitchen is black, and a spacious black stainless steel countertop in the middle separates the meal preparation area from the dining area. German imported kitchen utensils are overkill in a home that does not open once a year, and the glass kettle on the opposite bar of the same color is empty.Yan Xie stood by the kitchen counter with one hand on his hips, full of enthusiasm for taking care of others, but forgot that he had always believed that a gentleman should stay away from the kitchen. At this moment, he was helpless and helpless when facing the spotless stove that was always cleaned by a special person.

Teacher Shaoqingyan finally thought of something and said to himself: "That's right, I can ask someone to make it and send it to you." However, within a few seconds, he denied his own thought: "This is too fucking slow... ...I'll do it myself."

Determined to "do it by himself", Teacher Yan opened the door of the refrigerator and glanced inwards, only to find that it was almost empty, clean as hell.A pack of vegetarian three fresh dumplings was aggrieved and huddled in the corner—mosquito legs were also meat, and Yan Xie took it out without hesitation to serve as Teacher Jiang's sick meal.

When the dumplings were cooked, Yan Xie hurriedly took half a pot of water and boiled it, then went to the medicine box and found a box of cold medicine.I waited for a few more minutes after the dumplings floated up and cooked, for fear that the dumpling skin would not be soft enough and hurt the patient's stomach.Turn off the fire, put it in a small bowl, pour another cup of hot water and put the pills on the tray. After tossing for a long time, when he was about to send it to the bedroom, the door was suddenly opened, and then Jiang Ting stroked his forehead and walked out, holding the door Bian looked around with a confused expression, and when he met Yan Xie's eyes, he was taken aback for a moment, and then he immediately reacted, and blurted out softly without beginning or signing:

"Thank you."

The black and white eyes blinked, and the voice was hoarse after waking up. Yan Xie only felt that the cat's claws scratched his heart again.He coughed lightly, trying to shake off the strange feeling, and unconsciously tightened his hand holding the tray:

"Come over and have something to eat, and take the medicine in half an hour."

Jiang Ting walked over and sat on the high stool as he said, with a bowl of steaming dumplings in front of him, he was a little surprised and said, "You know how to make dumplings?"

Yan Yan really wanted to say, "Of course, do you think I'm just that weak physical education teacher who was squeezed by you to snatch lessons?" But his good moral cultivation of being honest and honest made him swallow the words, his Adam's apple slipped up and down and he didn't know what to do. Unexpectedly, he put his hands on his hips and said, "I bought it! But no one knows how to cook dumplings that are not broken? Do you want me to tell you how to do it!"

Jiang Ting slowly stretched out Erkang's hand: "...or not..."

Yan Yan directly interrupted his weak refusal: "Boil the hot water and add some salt. How about it? I've got a Baidu degree! Our physical education teachers also have academic backgrounds. Don't you suddenly feel that Teacher Yan's glorious image is blinding your eyes?! "

Jiang Ting: "..."

Isn't it because quick-frozen dumplings are not easy to boil? !

But at this moment, the heat was fumigated on his face, and a large bowl of dumplings, hot water and cold medicine prepared beside him were all real, giving Jiang Ting a feeling of home that he hadn't seen for a long time.So he didn't say anything, just picked up a spoon to scoop up a dumpling and ate it slowly. Feeling that Yan Yan still hadn't looked away, he remembered that this person hadn't eaten yet. After a moment of hesitation, he said:

"Do you want to come together?"

Yan Yan was not hungry at all, but seeing Jiang Ting eating like a cat, he was really hungry for no reason. Thinking that there was still water left in the pot, he opened the closet and took a bag of Laotan sauerkraut instant noodles. Said: "Take good care of yourself. If you say you are sick, you will be sick. When you are with me, do you think you are touching porcelain?"

Yan Xie came back with instant noodles, and stood facing him with one hand propped on the bar counter. After a few seconds, the two of them couldn't help laughing.

"You just eat this?" Jiang Ting asked after taking a sip of water.

"Otherwise?" Yan Xie tore open the package, put the noodle seasoning in a bowl, poured the remaining boiled water in, and took the tablet to cover it, seeing that Jiang Ting's expression froze for a moment.

"Instant noodles with ham and sausage and marinated eggs are the standard for physical education teachers when they are robbed of classes. They eat when they are free and have nothing to do. I am used to eating."

"..." Jiang Ting felt that if he tried to talk to him again, he might successfully wipe away the little goodwill he had just built up for this person, so he simply closed his mouth and only focused on the food in front of him.

Yan Yan sat down next to his shoulder, and while waiting for the instant noodles, he seemed to be playing with his mobile phone, but he was actually watching Jiang Ting's every move from the corner of his eyes. He felt that this person was really strange.He eats and drinks in small sips, and his voice is never low and not high-pitched. However, it is such a person, who is as desperate as he is in class, and he is fearless in protecting his calf.All the contradictory points are strangely harmonious in him, and he is a people's teacher who teaches mathematics...

How could it be, who allowed him to look so good-looking? !

Jiang Ting couldn't see Teacher Yan's rich inner drama at the moment, so he just turned his head to look at him: "You don't want to eat?"

Yan Yan raised his eyebrows, then took the tablet down and put it aside, the smell of sauerkraut from the old altar immediately filled the air: "Eat, why don't you eat, people are iron and rice is steel."

The two stood side by side silently, each eating their lunch in silence, Shaoqing Jiang stopped to glance into the other's bowl, and quickly retracted it.Yan Yan seemed to have eyes in the back of his head, swallowed a mouthful of noodles and looked up at him, and said with a smile, "Do you want to eat my noodles?"

Jiang Ting was startled when he was poked in the center, and said in a flat tone, "No."

Yan Mo's eyes were slightly bent, and he pushed the bowl over generously: "If you don't want to eat, can you help me take a hard bite, I really can't eat anymore."

Jiang Ting's eyes quietly fell on the bowl of noodles again.

He has never had the experience of eating the same bowl of rice and drinking the same bottle of water with others.At this time, maybe it was because of the sickness that relieved the appetite and increased appetite, or it was just that I hadn’t eaten instant noodles for a long time. In short, I had already stretched my chopsticks into Yan Yan’s bowl and picked up a handful of noodles into my own bowl. .Yan Yan supported his head and couldn't help smiling more and more. Jiang Ting wanted to pick up a chopstick again after eating, and met his smiling eyes, and said with a bit of reproach: "What are you laughing at?"

"I laughed at you for being like a child. Every bowl of incense always feels delicious in other people's bowls."

Jiang Ting pursed his lips and took back his chopsticks silently: "I don't have any, didn't you ask me to help you eat?"

Yan Yan looked at his delicate and straight profile, and the long and graceful neckline exposed by lowering his head, the teasing thought in his heart was immediately overwhelmed by a more indescribable throbbing, and it was difficult to capture it for a while. The reason for the throbbing, the face remained calm and only moved the bowl back, lowered his head and took another sip of the noodles before saying: "There are instant noodles in the closet, or you can help me eat them all before leaving."

"...?"

When cleaning up the dishes, Yan Mo asked Jiang Ting to take a rest with a "tough" attitude. In fact, there is usually a special person to clean up after dinner, but today Yan Yan doesn't know what kind of psychology she has, and she doesn't want to call anyone to come over .The host entertained him warmly, and it was not easy for guests to refute, so Mr. Jiang walked to the big black leather sofa in the living room and sat down. Only then did he start to look around carefully.In the center of Jianning, the land is very expensive, and to have a well-decorated and restored apartment here, it seems that Yan Xie's reputation as "Yize's less-invested owner" is not in vain.But just such a person, why is he so keen on class?why……

The hypnotic effect of cold medicine should not be underestimated, coupled with the continuous exhaustion of the day, Jiang Ting tilted his head and fell into a deep sleep again before he could figure out the reason why Teacher Yan loved class.

Yan Mao heard that there was no sound in the house, and also turned down the water flow.After washing the dishes, he took out a paper towel to wipe his hands clean, walked to the living room and found that the man had fallen asleep again.The wide black leather sofa made Jiang Ting's curled up figure even more slender. He sighed silently, picked him up easily again and walked into the master bedroom.

"Actually, you just want to blackmail me because you think I'm rich."

【two】

early next morning

As soon as the passenger in the co-driver got into the car, the door was opened again, and a box of steaming custard buns was handed over and placed on his lap.Yan Yan leaned in with half of his body and fastened his seat belt angrily, and said, "Why don't you wait for a while for the hotel to deliver the food? According to your strictness, even if you don't go to watch the students in your class every morning, you will be fine." Don't mess around, okay?"

Jiang Ting frowned slightly: "So why didn't you wake me up yesterday afternoon, and also turned off the alarm this morning."

"Hey, you are not so quick to be ungrateful, are you?" Yan Yan was shocked, standing outside the car and looking down at him, counting the "crimes" one by one:

"It takes up my class, it's all a habit; I sleep in my bed, I don't even have a word of thanks; I also cook for you... don't care if I cook it, I have cooked for my parents and longevity I haven't cooked for others before. Jiang Ting, you're showing yourself that you're so proud of being favored, isn't it a bit shameful??"

Teacher Jiang stopped moving his hands while unpacking the bag, and looked up at him expressionlessly:

"Yan Xie, idioms should not be used indiscriminately. You can't lower your requirements for improving cultural literacy just because you are a physical education teacher."

"!" It is said that when you meet the strong, you are strong, but Yan Yan's sharp eyebrows and eyes instantly lost their lethality. He felt that his good deeds of feeding water to wipe his sweat all night, and ordering special meals in the morning were ruthlessly ignored. what is it call?

Cross the river and demolish the bridge, unload the mill and kill the donkey.

Teacher Yan, who was happy to become a "donkey", started the car silently. On the way to the school, the two didn't say much. ppt, Yan Yan was thinking about a problem from beginning to end:

Why do I always allow this person to have privileges here?

But when the car drove into the campus, he still couldn't understand the gully in his heart.

"Hey, we're here." After the car was parked in the parking lot beside the playground, Yan Yan saw that Jiang Ting was still concentrating on his phone and didn't intend to move. Just about to pat him on the shoulder, the other party suddenly raised his head and turned around. The two looked at Jiang Ting Ting's expression was very serious, Yan Xie thought that he might have sunk into the lesson plan, but when he looked down, he found a little custard yellow left on the corner of his lips, so he naturally moved closer and raised his hand to wipe it off.The callused thumb touched the softness between the lips, and the familiar throbbing appeared in the heart again.Seeing that Jiang Ting's slightly frowned eyebrows stretched, his eyes widened slightly to look at himself, the next moment he wiped it back hard:

"You're such a big person, and you eat like a cat. I find that you really lack life experience."

"..."

Who has studied how to cook a dumpling for hours, and who lacks common sense in life?

Teacher Jiang was too lazy to argue with him for a moment, so he put half a box of custard buns in front of him, and said, "Remember to eat the ones left for you" and then opened the car door, leaving Teacher Yan staring at the half box of dim sum in a daze, groaning for a long time La rushed out of the car:

"Hey, I'm talking about you, are you borrowing flowers to offer Buddha! You take away the custard buns I don't eat, there are six in total, are you a little bird stomach? Is it enough to eat three? Take it away, take it away quickly!"

"Yan Yan!" Seeing the crowds getting closer and closer to the front of the teaching building, Jiang Ting couldn't help turning his head and scolded in a low voice: "Are you afraid that no one will know that I eat three yolk buns at a meal?"

Yan Xie held up the snack box before she could speak, when she heard a delicate voice from behind: "Brother Jiang!"

——Teacher Yang Mei stepped on her stiletto heels, stepped up and down from her big silver sprint, and ran towards Jiang Ting and the others with brisk strides: "Brother Jiang, what happened to you last night, I always called you!" No way."

"I……"

Yan Yan put his hands on Jiang Ting's shoulders familiarly, and pulled him into his arms: "You brother Jiang was inconvenient to answer the phone last night, so I hung up. I'm sorry, Teacher Yang."

"!" Yang Mei stared at Yan Mo with almond eyes, and then looked at Jiang Ting in disbelief.

"..." Jiang Ting struggled to get out of his arms, and explained simply, helplessly: "I had a fever yesterday, and I stayed at Teacher Yan's house for the night. He might have hung up the phone because he was afraid of waking me up."

Yang Mei's eyes with peach blossom makeup lit up again immediately, and she followed Jiang Ting's footsteps and walked behind him, constantly saying, "Brother Jiang, has your fever gone? Do you feel better? I have my class this afternoon, if you miss I can use it as soon as the progress is made, and I am also very happy doing nail art secretly in the office!"

Jiang Ting didn't think she was noisy, so he just shook his head and smiled slightly: "It's okay, I will take Yan Yan's class. Recently, Principal Wei will go to each floor to check from time to time. You should not get manicures at this time."

"Well, good!" Yang Mei felt that she had achieved a phased victory, and happily followed Teacher Jiang into the elevator.

【three】

Time flies by, and it is late autumn in a blink of an eye.In the campus, the flowers, plants and trees are competing for glory, and the lively scene of birds nesting in mud and building their nests is still in front of our eyes, but what we can see is replaced by fallen leaves. Don't be in a state of mind.

Time can change the scenery and appearance, and can also unconsciously cause a certain habit to form or change.Just like at this time, Jiang walked out of the teaching building with a stack of test papers after he stopped work, habitually paused at the door to count, looked around slightly, and continued walking forward without finding the familiar figure.However, as soon as he took a step, he heard a horn honking behind him, and the familiar black steel monster drove over from behind and stopped beside him, then the window slowly opened, Yan Yan poked his head out, and said with a smile:

"Super Grass, come up and take you home."

Yan Mao's appearance actually does not conform to modern aesthetics. Overly deep and mature facial features can easily develop into a greasy handsome man, but his appearance is completely out of immaturity due to the addition of temperament as he grows older, and becomes more sharp and deep. The gangster spirit from here has also become more obvious in the past few years, and it looks different and unique.

At that moment, the gust of wind blew across the cheeks, as if hearing the voices of the two people.

Don't tell the secret to the wind, the wind will blow all over the forest.

The eyes of the two met in the void, as if a tangible message was transmitted between the flashes of light, and the two of them vaguely sensed what the other was thinking. The next moment Jiang Ting turned his eyes away, opened the door and got into the car.

"Or don't go anywhere, just go home?"

"Well, go home."

Jiang Ting rented an apartment on Fuyuan Road not far from the school, under the banner of a school district apartment, so the rent was several times higher than other places, but it was similar to Yan Yu's family, and it was also a quiet place amidst the trouble. .The adjacent villa area is where Yang Mei lives, and Teacher Yang deliberately created opportunities, so the two often meet on the way to work.

At this time, Big G was riding on the fallen leaves and driving through the [-]-meter-long avenue in the villa area, and when he was turning into the direction of Jiang Ting's house, Yan Xie held the steering wheel with one hand and said suddenly: "Hey, I have sent you off so many times this month, no Invite me to have a light meal at home? I even cooked dumplings for you when you were sick."

Jiang Ting paused for a moment while grading the paper, and then continued to read it as if he hadn't heard it.

Yan Yan freed one hand and snorted on his black and soft hair: "I'm asking you something, would you please invite me to have a meal at home?"

Following his movements, Jiang Ting's pen drew a long oblique line on the scroll, and finally put down the pen helplessly, and sighed:

"Please please..."

Jiang Ting lived on the fifth floor, and it took a while to wait for the elevator, and the floor was quite low, so the two chose to take the stairs.Yan Yan walked behind Mr. Jiang and asked, "Are you the only one in your family? Did your parents..."

"I have no parents. I grew up in an orphanage." Jiang Ting interrupted him without looking back.

"Ah..." Yan Yan followed behind, staring at Jiang Ting's slightly thin back in the windbreaker, and hearing his calm answer, he didn't know how to react for a while, but fortunately, he only heard Jiang Ting ask: "Tomato eggs face, okay?"

This is about the content of the dinner. Yan Xie never picks his mouth, and nodded happily: "Okay, that's great."

Finally arrived at the door of the house, Jiang Ting was about to open the door, when he vaguely heard the slight sound of water ticking inside the door, thinking in his heart that something was wrong, he hurriedly found the house key and twisted the door, and sure enough——

In the well-decorated airspace of nearly [-] square meters, the walls, floors, bed sheets, tables, chairs and benches were all immersed in the water, the wall skin peeled off and fell to the ground, and the flowers were also smashed.

Jiang Ting's shoes splashed slightly on the ground, looking around the messy room, he began to wonder if he had gone to the wrong door.However, reason tells him that this is his home, and he will soon have no fixed place because of it.Yan Yan followed behind him to visit the interior of the house, and Shaoqing raised his head to look at the ceiling and sighed:

"Mr. Jiang, the decoration style of your home is really avant-garde."

"..."

TBC