do not move!This is my daughter-in-law

As the college entrance examination approached, most of the whole grades were doing mock papers. Someone once calculated that the longest day was to do seven sets of papers in a row, making them all look like zombies, their eyes glazed over and they wanted to vomit blood.

Ai Qiao, as a head teacher, especially one who is loved and gets along well with students, naturally received a lot of complaints from students.

So this time she decided to let the students relax and show them a movie on the pretext of playing the learning video.

The space in the study committee’s USB flash drive is limited, and there are only three movies cached in total. One is a ghost movie called “Girls’ Dormitory”, a welfare butcher movie called “Girls Dormitory”, a classic old movie “Edward Scissorhands”, and one called “Carol The literary film of "Er".

According to the squad leader, it's fine to watch the welfare movie secretly under the covers, and it's not courting death to openly put it on the big screen.

So the study committee had no choice but to cross out "Girls' Dormitory", changing the options from three to two.

After voting by the whole class, the old movie, Edward Scissorhands, was finally selected.

When Ai Qiao entered the class, the movie had already started to play. Although it was an old movie, the high-definition picture quality was cached by the study committee. The sound effects were also good, and the atmosphere in the class was also good. Overall, it looked like sitting in a movie theater. The sense of sight of watching blockbuster movies.

Ah, it would be nice to have a bucket of popcorn at this time.

When Ai Qiao came in, the study committee pulled a chair for her. Ai Qiao nodded and thanked her. She straightened her skirt and sat on the chair gracefully.

She had watched this movie a long time ago, and Ai Qiao stared at the screen for a while, feeling a little tired, so she raised her head and looked around at the group of students sitting below.

Everyone was very serious, and all of them stared at the big screen intently, enjoying the hard-won leisure time as much as possible.

He looked around in circles, but finally fell on Qin Moru who was sitting in the back row.

She wasn't watching a movie, she was still buckling up her expensive earphones, she was concentrating on writing something with her head down, her pen was moving so fast that Ai Qiao felt that she could even see the sparks coming out of her pen tip.

Ai Qiao was a little curious, she got up from the chair gently, and walked slowly to Qin Moru's desk.

Even she herself couldn't figure out why she was so cautious, but she just tried to move as softly as possible, so as not to disturb Qin Moru's movements.

When Ai Qiao got closer, she realized that she was writing a score. What she wrote was not an ordinary stave, but a chord score for playing guitar.

Ai Qiao raised her eyebrows curiously.

Judging by the speed, Qin Moru shouldn't be improvising, but rather writing a score following the music playing in the earphones.

Ai Qiao looked carefully for a while, and could vaguely see some clues.

It's ShayneWord's untilyou, a very romantic song. Ai Qiao likes its melody very much. Up to now, this song is still in her music list.

Chen Ming once sang this song to her.

But now Ai Qiao actually saw the score from a student's paper.

It's an amazing thing.

"Ms. Ai, can you tell which song this is?" Qin Moru had already finished writing the score while Ai Qiao was in a daze, and she gently twirled the pen around her fingertips with a smile on her face Looking at Ai Qiao in front of her.

"untilyou." Ai Qiao replied with some uncertainty.

"Bingo~" Qin Moru snapped his fingers, "Teacher Ai is very talented in music."

Ai Qiao smiled.

"I'm sorry to disturb you writing the song." Ai Qiao said after a moment of silence.

"Ah, no." Qin Moru also hooked the corners of his mouth at her, "I've noticed you a long time ago."

"When did it start?" Ai Qiao asked with a smile.

"Probably this line." Qin Moru said, pointing to a section in the middle of the score, and then sang it softly.

"just wanna make your day, when you feel the world your shoulders."

Translated into Chinese it means this:

When your heart is heavy, I just want you to be happy.

At that moment Ai Qiao suddenly felt touched.

"Is Teacher Ai unhappy recently?" Qin Moru's voice sounded again, and when Ai Qiao looked at her, she was propping her chin with her hands, with a gentle smile on her lips.

"Hmm..." Ai Qiao nodded, and pointed to the direction of the office with her finger, "Ms. Liu's hair has been getting less and less recently, and I'm worried about him."

"Heh." Qin Moru smiled.

"Let's watch a movie." Ai Qiao also smiled at her, reached out and patted Qin Moru's head, "Thank you for your concern."

"Ah." Qin Moru agreed.

Ai Qiao's fingertips slid across her hair, with a touch of warmth and the faint floral fragrance of hand cream, she tapped heavily on Qin Moru's heart.

"Teacher Ai." The moment Ai Qiao turned around, Qin Moru called her.

"What's the matter?" Ai Qiao turned around and asked her.

"It's nothing." Qin Moru shook his head, twirling the pen a few times on his fingertips, "Don't be too tired."

"Understood, thank you." Ai Qiao responded.

"En." Qin Moru nodded, then lowered his head again to look at the score in his hand.

Ai Qiao returned to the podium again.

The afternoon class is a one-and-a-half-hour Dalian class. The movie is very long, and I only watched about two-thirds of a class.

At the moment when the bell rang for the end of get out of class, there were many people who were obviously not satisfied. Ai Qiao smiled and told them that she had time to continue before closing the movie.

It's five o'clock now, and the season is just in early winter. It's getting dark outside, and the wind is squeezing in through the window, gently blowing Ai Qiao's hair.

Ai Qiao took a deep breath and walked down from the podium.

What Liu Meng said today has been lingering in her mind. Sometimes it is not a good thing to pay too much attention to certain things. Now Ai Qiao feels a little headache, and there is always a heavy sense of disappointment in her heart in the spread.

She was a little scared, afraid of seeing Chen Ming's new girlfriend, and even more afraid of seeing Chen Ming again, afraid that she would do something impulsive because of excitement.

You must know that not every people's teacher is as calm and calm as most people think.

After all, there have been few people since ancient times who have to recite the Three Character Classic of Disciple Rules to remind themselves not to fucking lose their temper in front of all kinds of big and small things.

Thinking of this, Ai Qiao sighed again.

After packing up, Ai Qiao walked into the garage and rolled out her small electric car, put on the earphones and headed home.

Finally, Ai Qiao stepped into the house before Liu Meng called again.

"Hello?" Ai Qiao tilted her head to hold the phone, and rummaged through the closet for the clothes to wear at night.

"Are you home? We've already had a drink here, hurry up!" Liu Meng yelled loudly on the other end of the phone, and Ai Qiao even heard the clinking sound of wine glasses clinking together.

"Looking for clothes, soon." Ai Qiao responded, speeding up her movements.

"Don't look for it, just wear your burgundy dress, it's guaranteed to kill a bunch of people." Liu Meng smiled, turned her head to one side and lowered her volume, "I'm telling you, I saw Chen Ming That new girlfriend is not very good at all, and she's dressed in white, she looks like a mourner."

"Is she already in Lanhuo?" Ai Qiao quickly turned her head to look at the time, feeling a sense of panic in her heart.

"I'm here early. I heard from others that I'm getting ready. She will perform at seven o'clock tonight." Liu Meng rolled her eyes, her voice full of disdain.

"I'll be there right away." Ai Qiao hummed and hung up the phone quickly.

When she started looking through the closet again, Ai Qiao saw the wine red dress at a glance.

Coquettish, beautiful, just looking at it makes people unable to move their eyes away. Ai Qiao thought about it, and finally obeyed Liu Meng's words, and took it out to wear on her body.

When she stood in front of the mirror again, she was no longer the people's teacher who worked conscientiously during the day, but completely transformed into a fallen angel who only belonged to the night.

A seductive leprechaun.

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