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The mathematics teacher’s surname is Yu, and his first name is “Yu Mei”. At first, our teacher Yu, Mr. Yu, was very happy. The bad thing is that the physics teacher, Mr. Ni, has known Lao Yu since the internship, and they have been together for 20 years. After many years of mixing with old teachers, the twists and turns can be called a drama of love and killing each other.

The two usually seem to be at odds with each other, and whenever they seize the opportunity, they have to hurt each other a few words, but when it comes to the critical moment, they can unite as one and cut money more than anyone else.Teachers in the countryside are not paid well, but all teachers with several years of experience try their best to transfer to the city. Looking around, the old teachers in this school are only one old Yu and one old Ni, and they have never left for more than 20 years.Counting and reasoning, relying on these two people, they supported half the sky of the school's science department.

Teacher Ni did not call his old brother Teacher Yu, nor Lao Yu, but called him "Yu Meiren". Later, he gradually omitted the word "Yu" and called him "Beauty".

As a result, the current students are no longer called Teacher Yu.

There are various names, such as Beauty Teacher, Beauty Teacher, Ren Teacher, and those who dare to call it Beauty from a long distance.

At this moment, the tall and thick man, Mr. Beauty, is with his hips on his hips, delivering an important ideological and moral speech on the matter of "Gu Yan can't memorize Chinese texts", and there are still a lot of heroic gestures from the past in his gestures.

"Let's put it bluntly, why do you guys come here to work so hard to go to class? Isn't it so that you don't have to farm in the valley in the future! Everyone wants to go out to see what the city has developed into. If you don’t want to go to university and just want to hang around here, it’s boring, and it’s spending so much money at home.”

Teacher Mei spit on the podium, tapped the table a few times with the chalk in her hand, and continued: "Do you know why I am late! It rained yesterday, and the wheat harvested in the street has been harvested all day. Today it clears up and we will go to school." You have to take it out again to dry. If you don’t learn from you, you will wait to help the neighbors to dry wheat in the future!”

After taking a breath, he took a look at the time, Teacher Mei slapped the podium with the back of the eraser angrily, like a gavel, "Class is officially starting!"

He waved Gu Yan to sit down, opened the textbook and started writing on the blackboard.

The teacher was gesturing on the podium while letting the students understand the geometry of space. Song Hailin didn't listen to a word, and kept thinking about how to find a way to contact those few league teammates.He is the only rookie in this team, and the others are all seniors, and even one of them was once selected for the Asian League.Counting from Song Qing's control, he has disappeared for a week, if you don't contact him immediately, everyone will be in a hurry.

But the problem is that not only does he not have a mobile phone, but he is also penniless except for the two yuan in the pocket of his schoolbag.

His father was very thoughtful, he confiscated all his private money, and didn't give him a chance to bring any valuables. If it wasn't for the immorality of not wearing clothes, he probably wouldn't even keep his clothes.

Song Hailin's mind was in a mess, and before he could think of a way to be ugly, the ugly bell rang for the end of get out of class, and the rough and piercing sound made people's ears hurt.

Teacher Mei reluctantly delayed the class for a few minutes, and the students rushed out of the classroom and ran to the cafeteria, for fear that they would not be able to get food if they were late.

The class was empty all of a sudden, only a few students who were close to home were still packing their schoolbags slowly.

Song's house was not too far from the school, but it wasn't close either—half an hour's walk, but he didn't really want to go back and forth.It was not long at noon, and most of the students chose to eat at school. After eating, they lay down on the table for a while, and then the afternoon class started in full swing.

Song Hailin stayed in the classroom and did not go to the cafeteria purely because he had no money. He was thinking about where to find a place to make a phone call when someone grabbed him by the collar from behind.

Only then did he realize that in the entire classroom, except for the coward Gu Yan who was holding onto his collar, Su Shen was the only one left.

The war here is tense, but Su Shen is on the other side slowly and peacefully, taking out the lunch box by himself, flipping through the book in his hand and taking out a bun to eat.

Song Hailin didn't bother to talk to Gu Yan at all, he was hooked by the smell of steamed buns, and his stomach let out a growl.

Su Shen raised her eyebrows at this moment, she didn't know whether it was intentional or not.

Gu Yan was very strong, Song Hailin was dragged a few steps back by him, and the chair was dragged along with him, he was almost tripped by the chair on the ground.

Song Hailin was completely annoyed, kicked off the stool, turned around and pinched Gu Yan's wrist, twisting it hard, Gu Yan struggled to let go.He didn't give Gu Yan a chance to react, he swayed his legs behind his knees, twisted his arms back with one hand, and pressed his head on the desk with the other hand.

His temples were pressed against the tabletop, and he couldn't move his face sideways.

Song Hailin's hands were like iron-welded pliers, firmly holding Gu Yan in place, and Gu Yan didn't even have the strength to struggle twice.

This move is Song Hailin's forte, and he used it to resist Song Qing a few days ago, of course the result was not optimistic.

But looking at the unlucky Gu Yan, he suddenly felt relieved, as if half of the suffocation that had been suffocated for several days had dissipated.He even thought bitterly that even if he couldn't beat his father, it would still be more than enough to deal with you flamboyant blusters.

"Are you still looking for trouble!" Song Hailin raised his voice.

"No, no, no." Gu Yan said "no" for a while, her head was congested with blood, her temples throbbed, and she begged for mercy while blaming herself for not keeping a few more people.

Originally thought that the people from the city were all soft-skinned, soft-skinned, foolish and rich, but who knew that they ran into a sharp nail.

But thanks to the fact that there are not many people, otherwise his bearish appearance will be seen and spread, and he will not be fooled in the future.

Song Hailin kicked his legs twice before letting go, and patted the back of his head, "Remember, don't always try to find trouble. Next time you really annoy me, it won't be so simple."

Gu Yan broke free from his restraint, slipped and ran to the door of the classroom, pointing at him provocatively at the door.

In Song Hailin's eyes, his expression was not only lacking in intimidation, but it also looked ridiculous against his blood-congested black and red face.

In short, this guy named Gu Yan made him feel a lot better.

After Gu Yan ran out, the classroom was completely silent. Song Hailin put the desk and chair back a little, and sat back to think about the National League.

Su Shen was eating steamed stuffed buns, without making a sound, occasionally turning the pages of the book, the crisp sound flashed by.

Ordinarily, Song Hailin didn't hear him chewing or smell the smell of steamed buns, so he shouldn't feel hungry, but when he was lying on the table, just listening to the sound of turning the pages of the book that appeared on average every 5 minutes, his stomach growled again. stand up.

Just now he and Gu Yan had a lot of noise, but after they calmed down, the signal that they were hungry was much more abrupt, which made him blush a little, and he thought to himself, hurry up and go out for a few laps.

Just as he was about to stand up, a lunch box was handed across the aisle.

There are two buns neatly stacked inside, squeezed into the corner, the skin looks a bit hard, but the green stuffing faintly revealing inside is quite attractive.Su Shen clasped the side of the lunch box with her hand, and gave him a wink to let him take it.

Song Hailin's stubbornness came up again, and he didn't know which muscle was wrong. He glanced at the lunch box, then lay down on the table again, and deliberately turned his head back in the opposite direction.Out of sight out of mind.

Su Shen glanced at his back, picked out a small bun and continued eating.

Song Hailin regretted it as soon as he turned his face, what was he thinking!Why did you turn around and turn around!Can't you just eat a steamed bun in peace? I have to screw up.

He scolded himself upside down several times, gritted his teeth, sat up straight again and looked towards Baozi, hoping that Su Shen could understand his hungry eyes.It's a pity that Su Shen ignored him at all, simply picked up the book with both hands, and put it on the table to read.

The book was not big, it looked like a pamphlet, and the pages were yellowed, so it didn't look like a serious book.

Song Hailin looked at the cover of the book.

Sure enough, it is not a serious book.

"History of Chinese Prostitutes", by Wang Shunu.

This... looks quite serious, with a good-natured student face, I didn't expect...

"This book is a great work on the study of social life in ancient China." Su Shen said suddenly.

Song Hailin shrank his neck and didn't speak.

He glanced at the steamed stuffed bun eagerly. Su Shen didn't want to talk to him at first, but after thinking about it, he passed the lunch box over and said, "I can't eat any more, you can eat it."

Song Hailin smiled immediately, but at least there was still a sliver of reason left, and he took the lunch box reservedly and thanked him.

The buns are stuffed with fennel, although they are completely cold, but in Song Hailin's place, they are really delicious, and they are eaten within a few mouthfuls.After swallowing it all, he smacked it, it was delicious.

After he was full, he regained his energy. Taking advantage of the time to return the lunch box, he leaned over to take a look at Su Shen who was writing notes on the book.

Su Shen pressed the book in one hand, and held a blue pen in the other, frowning.