The domineering husband and wife of the cruel school god

Wu Jing was thinking about something, and wanted to run to the town after getting off the car, but Duan Changhan grabbed a handful of clothes by the collar and dragged him back: "What are you doing, don't rush to run, let's divide the room. "

Although it was only a prefecture-level city, the journey took three or four hours. When we arrived in Wuning City, it was already past three o'clock in the afternoon, and there were no other activities planned for the evening. Yao Erniu asked everyone to go to the hotel to settle down and have dinner together in the evening.

Wu Jing straightened the straps of her schoolbag, and answered indifferently: "I can share a room with any of you, oh yes, remember to help me get the suitcase, just that one, the dark blue carved one, the sexiest one."

After speaking, he ran away.

This town is neither big nor small, Wu Jing walked all the way and saw a lot of novel things.When he returned to the hotel after finishing the photos, he already had a lot of things in his hands: a bunch of candied haws, a pair of wooden dolls, a handmade leather case for a camera, and a bouquet of wild flowers.

He returned to the hotel according to the location sent by Yao Bin.It is a hotel, but in fact there are no good hotels in Wuning City, let alone one that can accommodate so many students, so I found a three-story B&B surrounded by fences and a small yard. It looks interesting.

When Wu Jing entered, there were already a group of people sitting in twos and threes on the sofa chairs in the lobby, playing board games around.

Seeing Wu Jing coming, Liu Lei poked his head out and called out: "Master Jing, your room is in 307, and the box has been moved in for you."

Wu Jing responded, went upstairs and put away all the things in his hand, and then went downstairs to watch them fight twice.

Not long after, Chen Shu came over and asked everyone to eat.

When they arrived at the place to eat, the group of pampered kids who had never seen the world all exclaimed——

I saw a pile of firewood burning in front of my eyes, with a huge iron pot on top, and I don't know what it was rolling inside, it looked very dark.Even if this is the case, everyone is very excited. It is estimated that even if the taste of this pot is extremely bad, everyone will find it a hundred times more interesting than the usual food.

The sky had already darkened, and the flames on their side filled the sky, everyone's face was reflected red, very festive.

The yard is not big, and there are forty or fifty people in their class, crowded together, and it's not cold anymore.

Chen Shu was in charge of distributing the bowls and chopsticks, Tangning was in charge of scooping out the pot for everyone, Wu Jing finally found a place to sit, and saw Yan Xinguang and a few boys coming in with firewood, Wu Jing waved to him excitedly.

Yan Xinguang put down the firewood, picked up a few and stuffed them under the pot, and poked it with a stove hook. Immediately, the fire became even hotter.After finishing these, he took two bowls and walked over, naturally sat down next to Wu Jing, picked up a spoon to scoop up a spoonful of the miraculous food in the pot, and handed it to him. When he looked up, he smiled at Wu Jing squinted eyes.

Wu Jing blinked with adoring star eyes: "I didn't expect that you would do this."

Yan Xinguang started to scoop the second bowl and said, "This is not difficult, common sense in life."

Wu Jing drank a big mouthful of what was in the bowl, stuck out a part of his scalded tongue, and said with a smile, "Who said it was common sense? Let's see who else here would do this. Hey, look at Yao Bin, I'll go, don't throw everything into the fire, are you a pig!"

After dealing with the nervous Yao Bin, the two sat down again.Yan Xinguang glanced at Wu Jing's red tongue, and handed over another bowl: "Change to another bowl, this one is less hot."

Wu Jing took it with a smile, and took a big gulp in satisfaction.Seeing Yan Xinguang flicking the fire skillfully, and remembering his unshakable training in the school's training room, he suddenly thought: "You, this common sense of life, isn't it one of the contents of your family's elite education? ? "

Yan Xinguang also took a sip of the dark stuff, he seemed dissatisfied with the taste, frowned, looked at Wu Jing's expectant face, paused, and said: "You can also say that."

Wu Jing was waiting to ask again when Director Xing and Erniu Yao came in with a box of soda in their arms. Everyone was playing and laughing. After seeing Director Xing's face, it was like a mouse seeing a cat. It fell silent.

There was an eerie silence.

Director Xing was also a little embarrassed. He rubbed his hands together and said, "Well, everyone, don't be so cautious. I'll invite you, Teacher Yao, to drink soda. Tangning is here to share it! Hey, since it's a spring outing, how should everyone play? , don't care about us old people!"

Yao Erniu, who was forced to become an elderly person, suddenly became unhappy. He punched Director Xing and said angrily, "What an elderly person, I am less than 35 years old."

After being made such a fuss by him, the atmosphere suddenly became lively, and those who ate meat continued to eat meat, and those who drank soda drank soda.

After the three tours of soda, Director Xing actually started to propose to drink a song to pass on the drink. He took an iron bowl filled with unfinished Coke as a thunder pass, and sang a song related to food to anyone who passed it on.

Duan Changhan and Tangning, two mic masters, would not let go of the microphone when they got it in their hands, especially Tangning, who was tone deaf and had a particularly loud voice.

Yao Bin dragged Tang Ning, who was singing and dancing like crazy, down, "Okay, you can shut up, hurry up, and continue to pass on!"

Tangning casually tossed it into Wu Jing's hands.

Although he only drank soda, Wu Jing seemed to have drunk too much. He was brazenly hugging Yan Xinguang and whispering in his ear. Everyone choked when they saw this scene.

But the great god still smiled and seemed to be very gentle, which made everyone wonder if they were also drunk.

Duan Changhan was unconscious, and yelled: "Wu Jing, sing! If you don't sing, you two will sing together!"

Wu Jing couldn't stand the provocation, so he immediately jumped up and muttered, "Sing, sing, I'm afraid you won't succeed! Teacher Yan, come sing a song?"

The tone of his words seemed to be teasing the little girl, "Come and laugh", Yan Xinguang froze for a moment.Just when Yao Bin was afraid that Yan Xinguang would kill Wu Jing with a punch, he slowly stood up, took the microphone, and said with a faint smile, "Okay, what do you want to sing?"

As soon as these words came out, everyone held their breath.After all, Yan Xinguang is really a great god among the great gods, and it is rare to say a word to him at ordinary times. Now that he is going to sing for the first time, many people stretched their necks and pricked up their ears. The two teachers also embraced him with great interest. arms waiting for him to speak.

Seeing that he agreed so straightforwardly, Wu Jing was stunned for a moment, turned her head, and met his deep eyes, as if being bewitched, she raised the microphone to her mouth in a daze, and the moment she opened her mouth, it was outrageous. Qianli's tune: "Little rabbit, be good, open the door, open it quickly, I want to come in..."

Then, led by Yao Bin, the audience burst into laughter.Yao Erniu covered his mouth and said something to Director Xing.

Liu Lei was shocked: "Fuck, is this a song about food?"

Yao Bin recited it with a smile on his face, "Who are you singing Little Rabbit to?"

"Hahahahahaha why is Wu Jing so funny!!"

Only then did Wu Jing come to his senses, and his face, which was five points thicker than ordinary people, also felt a trace of enthusiasm. He waved his fist viciously, and said, "Can't rabbits be eaten?! You're laughing!"

He was so ashamed that he couldn't stand up any longer. Just as he was running away, he almost crouched down.At this time, a pair of arms wrapped around his waist and supported him with a little force.

Wu Jing leaned back, almost forming a posture of being directly embraced by these arms.

A clean and slightly deep male voice sounded.

"The hillside growing maltose / the temptation of fragrance / your cheeks are slightly hot / exhale in my ears / pick off the maltose and it's ripe / I woke up and smiled..."

The singing was melodious, the previous laughter had stopped at some point, and only the people in the yard were left listening to it like a fascination.I don't know if it's the voice or the person who is drunk.

In fact, Yan Xinguang didn't sing for a long time, but everyone felt as if it had been a century. After he handed the Coke to Yao Bin who was still in a daze, the other side realized it, slapped his thigh and said: "Jay Chou's maltose, live well." Pass it! Next one!"

The next person sang, but no one could hear it anymore.

A girl cupped her face and whispered nympho: "The Great God sings so well, I'm so drunk."

"Well, if it's sung to me, I'm sure I can't stand it."

Wu Jing listened to these words verbatim, her cheeks were still hot.

That's right, sing it to me, I really can't stand it.

When Yan Xinguang was singing just now, he didn't look away from Wu Jing for half a second.

No one thought there was anything wrong, it was just that these two people were fulfilling their promise and singing duet as promised.

Only Wu Jing was there, feeling like he was sitting on pins and needles, as if Yan Xinguang's eyes were some kind of poisonous object.But avoiding his gaze in vain, on the contrary seemed to have a ghost in his heart, so he had no choice but to stare at him stiffly, and in the end, his face turned red.

He took a big sip of the soup in a disguised way, his cheeks were flushed, and he smiled at Yan Xinguang: "Mr. Yan, your singing is really good."

Yan Xinguang was arranging the small mats that the two were sitting on, and he was kicked by someone, so he arranged them side by side.Hearing this, the smile in his eyes deepened, and he said, "You are not bad, too."

Wu Jing stared at him for two seconds, then quickly turned his head away as if he had been burned.

After the game, the girls all sat together, discussing gossip in a low voice.

A girl touched Yu Jia's arm: "Hey, what are you thinking, I haven't seen you say a few words all night."

"Oh." Yu Jia withdrew his gaze from looking somewhere, took a sip from the bowl, and said slowly, "It's nothing. I just think that if you show affection, you will die quickly."

The author has something to say: Oh my God, I still can't get past 3000 words woo woo woo!