The music class was taken over again

Yan Ze: "..."

Little Bomei always has a soft and cute expression. When she is not moving, she looks like a little puppet, which is just right in her arms.

"Teacher Yan..." Qiao Zheng slowly put Bomei down.

"You... Where are you going?" Yan Ze asked.

"Go to school."

Yan Ze asked: "Aren't you at home, it's so late, what are you doing back to school?"

Qiao Zheng stretched her neck and said, "I ran away from home."

The expression is very mediocre.

Yan Ze found that when talking to this person, there was always an embarrassing situation where he had nothing to say, probably the so-called generation gap.

"What was your name just now?"

Qiaozheng said: "I... I thought you were a wretched man following me."

"..."

The two walked together awkwardly again.

Following Qiao Zheng's steps, Yan Ze could smell a faint fragrance.

Like acacia nectar melting in the night.

Take a breath, it's all sweet.

Because it is elegant and not too greasy.

Except for his own students and family members, Yan Ze follows the eight-character policy for everything.

It's none of my shit, it's none of your shit.

Now she wondered about Teacher Qiao for no reason.

She rarely inquired about people's personal affairs, so she didn't want to ask, so she began to make various guesses in her heart.

According to inference, Mr. Qiao should not have a boyfriend and live with his family, so it should be a conflict with his family.

Qiao Zheng looks like a pampered and pampered Princess Pea, a spoiled young lady with a bad temper, domineering, and unruly.

He's so old and he's still running away from home!

Yan Ze began to reflect on himself in the next second.

I was wrong to judge a book by its cover.

Preconceived, I was wrong.

Subjective assumption, I was wrong.

"Mr. Qiao, is it convenient to say, why did you come out so late?" She finally asked.

Qiaozheng touched the rice cake affectionately: "They don't like my rice cake, so I have no choice but to run away from home."

Yan Ze said softly: "I don't have any overnight worries with my family, but if you want to live in school, you can live in school, but the conditions are not as good as at home."

Qiao Zheng: "I wish I had a dog."

A face I have a dog I'm terrific look.

Yan Ze: Does having a pet feel superior these days!

The school was getting closer, and the square and tall buildings cast a huge shadow.

The teaching building was brightly lit, and Qiao Zheng felt a sense of security.

It was almost ten o'clock, and the day students who were studying at night at the school left one after another, with the sound of footsteps and chatter.

Many people greeted Yan Ze and said hello.

Yan Ze just nodded slightly.

Qiao Zheng thought to himself that this person was really cold.

Walking, Qiaozheng found many young lovers hidden in the crowd.

A pair appeared in front of them.

In order not to be discovered, the young couple adopted a threesome approach.

The girl is holding the hand of the female classmate, and the boy is gently pulling her arm from behind.

With so many students finishing get out of class together, the lights in the main square of the school were dim, so it was hard to tell.

But the young lovers are getting closer.

The boy had no sense of crisis, and started to touch the girl, pinching her wrists and rubbing her ears. The girl shyly avoided her, but her expression was very helpful.

These small movements can't be seen unless you look carefully.

But Qiao Zheng was still afraid that they would be caught by Yan Ze.

So he took Teacher Yan's hand, pretending to be natural, and said, "Let's go over there, there are too many people."

Yan Ze didn't say anything, but followed her.

After a while, Yan Ze said: "Now is the end of get out of class, there are many people everywhere."

Qiaozheng immediately groaned: "My shoes are a bit squeezed, please stop for a while, oops, it hurts me to death."

Yan Ze had no choice but to stop and watch Teacher Qiao pretending to take off and put on his shoes.

Qiao Zheng glanced sideways at the direction just now, and the young couple had disappeared.

She breathed a sigh of relief, pretended that the shoes really, really didn't fit, and limped forward.

"Ms. Yan, are you going to check the bedroom?"

Yan Ze said: "Well, lights are off at 10:30, I'll go now."

Qiao Zheng leaned over: "Can I go?"

"up to you."

Qiao Zheng suddenly felt that the grade director was really cool and could manage many people.

Walking inside, the crowd gradually became thinner.

The vegetation area of ​​No. [-] Middle School is relatively large, and the front and back of the teaching building are almost densely packed with trees and shrubs.

The path passing through the laboratory building is to the west of Yunhu Lake and the Art Center, which is also the place with the best scenery on campus.

It's just that high school students are very busy and have little time to enjoy the beauty of Yunhu Lake.

There are many magnolias, persimmon trees, and pomegranate trees planted in the school. As autumn approaches, there are densely packed small round fruits hanging between the branches. The ripe ones will fall down with a strong wind.

As he walked, there was a movement in the woods next to him.

It's not like the sound of wind, salad, like small animals moving around in the grass.

Click, click, and the sound of branches snapping.

Qiaozheng thought to herself, it can't be that they are in love again.

She had an idea: "I'm thirsty, Mr. Yan, please accompany me to the supermarket to buy water."

The supermarket is in the other direction.

Before Yan Ze could speak, he heard a loud roar in the grass: "I saw it! You two get out with me!"

Qiao Zheng's little heart beat like a drum in fright.

Yan Ze calmly stopped and followed the prestige.

In the meantime, the head teacher of Class [-] stood up with a few fallen leaves and grabbed a boy by the neck.

Qiao Zheng's heart aches, can she be smarter when she's in a relationship?

I've heard for a long time that a certain class teacher in No. [-] Middle School would spend time in the grass, but I didn't expect it to happen today.

Lei Xueming, the head teacher of the third class, is not tall, but he is burly. He doesn't comb his hair all the year round, so there is a bunch of little hair sticking out from morning to night.

Today, I was beautified by persimmon tree and holly, and it became more and more trendy.

Lei Xueming saw Director Yan, and immediately grabbed the suspect and walked over: "Director Yan, look at which class this is. Puppy love, don't learn well."

After a while, the girl also trembled and walked out of the grass with small steps.

Yan Ze's face turned cold: "Let me see your student ID card."

The boy lowered his head and said, "Teacher, I... I didn't bring it."

Yan Ze stepped past him and said to the girl, "Your student ID card."

Qiaozheng found that the girl was not wearing a school uniform, and her dressing style was similar to her own, with a one-shoulder top, a pleated skirt, a slanted ponytail hanging high on her head, and three exaggerated hoops hanging from her ears.

Lei Xueming was only focused on catching people just now, and didn't see the clothes clearly. When he saw the girl's dress, he immediately became angry. His Mandarin was not standard, and his voice was hoarse, like a broken trumpet howling: "Who told you to dress like that?" How decent is this! School is not the place for you to recruit men!"

Lei Xueming roared loudly, and his tone was very discerning. Soon, a small group of people came here to watch.

Yan Ze said: "Teacher Lei, don't be angry, it can't be handled well here."

Lei Xueming raised his voice: "Not good? You need face, right? If you want face, don't flirt with me in the grass nest. Do you know why this persimmon tree is bald? I just can't see you being so shameless!"

Qiao Zheng: "..."

Yan Ze's voice also became a little harder: "Mr. Lei, go back and deal with it."

Lei Xueming was a little dissatisfied with Yan Ze's attitude: "You are the director, you don't care, if you indulge, our school is still called a school, just call the agency."

More and more people gathered around and even took out their mobile phones.

The school only clearly stipulates that mobile phones are not allowed in the third year of high school, but allowed in the first and second year of high school. Some class teachers have strict requirements on you, and students are not allowed to bring them.

Lei Xueming cursed: "Look, are you two honorable and touching?"

However, Qiao Zheng realized that something was wrong. These melon-eaters were not taking photos of the captured couple, but the cameras were directed at him!

A few whispers also drifted into her ears.

"This is Teacher Qiao, isn't it beautiful?"

"Big beauty, she really looks like xxx."

Someone said the name of an actress.

Qiao Zheng retorted: "I don't look like her, her eyes are too small."

Obviously they were watching the poor pair of mandarin ducks, but they themselves became the focus of attention.

Alas, I don't want to have such a high sense of presence.