The music class was taken over again

There was an unusual silence on the entire court, and hundreds of pairs of eyes stared at Mr. Lei who had a "dog head".

Many acts of unrighteousness will lead to self-death. Teacher Lei suffered a backlash. He usually scolded him like a dog, but today he scolded himself too.

He supported his forehead, his head was buzzing, and it took a while for his eyes to regain clarity.

"Who? Stand up for yourself!"

Just when he was dizzy, the students who were playing had already disappeared.

Like a tired spinning top, Lei Xueming spun a few times in a daze, raised his head, and said, damn, these little bastards all ran away and disappeared.

After Huang Li brought the dinner to Yang Leqian, he hurried out, as if something serious had happened.

Seeing his expression, Yang Leqian knew what he was going to do, "Come back! Where are you going?"

"The stadium." Huang Li would not lie, and told the truth as soon as he asked.

Yang Leqian put down her chopsticks and said with a straight face, "Are you going again?"

Huang Li smiled awkwardly: "I'll just play for half an hour, and I promise to urge the students to go back to class early."

After speaking, he couldn't wait to run away.

Yang Leqian picked up a few mouthfuls of food, her eyes were red with anger, and she gave it up. Her right foot didn't hurt so much, so she went to the basketball court with a deep foot and a shallow foot.

Surprisingly, there were not many people on the court, and no one was playing.

When she walked in, she heard Lei Xueming covering his forehead and cursing.

Yang Leqian looked left and right, her eyes suddenly froze, and her gaze was fixed on a sunny and fit girl.

Those three-dimensional facial features, well-proportioned and toned arms and calves, made her smile somewhat compellingly bright.

It was her, Yang Leqian's heart was empty for a moment, and suddenly her eyes burned.

When Huang Li saw Yang Leqian coming, she couldn't walk smoothly at all, she was a little worried, and forgot that her girlfriend was there, and went to help her: "Why are you here, you can't walk around now."

When Xu Junzi saw that her boyfriend was so interested in other girls, she was quick to put aside her demeanor.

"Huang Li! Say you have nothing to do with her!"

Lei Xueming stood in front: "I saw it, it was you who hit my dog...my head is gone! You are not a student, I have never seen you as a teacher, oh I know, you are from No. [-] Middle School Well, you have already asked about me, you just want to smash me into an idiot, and hit me, the backbone of the third-year math group!"

"..."

Yan Ze felt that the scene was a bit chaotic, and she didn't know who to persuade.

Qiaozheng pulled Teacher Lei aside and coaxed: "Mr. Lei, she is not a teacher from the No. [-] Middle School. Don't be angry, this is just an accident. Let me look at your head, oops, it's a big blow." Bag……"

Lei Xueming touched the bag on his forehead, it was indeed bulging, and it hurt to move it.

"I just know that playing ball can add points to the college entrance examination, or it can make Tsinghua University and Peking University look at you! Now I only think about playing ball, and I can only pick up balls for the leaders in the future!" Teacher Lei has no goal and is completely blind. Qiao Zhengli Recently, he has been cursing at Qiao Zheng.

Xu Junzi had already walked in front of Yang Leqian, but Yang Leqian was still not standing still, so she took a step back in fright.

Yan Ze also understood some reasons, stood in front of Yang Leqian, and said to Huang Li: "Can you handle your own affairs? My teacher, I don't need outsiders to teach me."

Hearing this sentence, Qiao Zheng stared at the side, she was a little envious of Yang Leqian.She holds her heart in both hands, she is a nympho, imagining that she is in trouble, and Yan Ze is also protecting her shortcomings like this, she really is the MAX of her boyfriend.Or find a chance to pretend to be a weak little white flower one day, to see if she will protect herself like this.

Huang Li nodded quickly: "Yes, Director Yan, I'm sorry to cause you trouble."

Yan Ze nodded in satisfaction: "No trouble, I'll go first."

For the rest, it was inconvenient for them to watch. The person who tied the bell was needed to untie the bell. Qiao Zheng glanced back at Huang Li and Xu Junzi.

Qiao Zheng carefully supported Yang Leqian, Yang Leqian pursed her lips and said nothing, with a feeling of uneasiness between her brows.

In the end, Yang Leqian couldn't bear it anymore, and blushed: "Director Yan... thank you... thank you, that me... I and Teacher Huang are not..."

Yan Ze smiled, unprecedentedly gentle: "I understand, don't worry too much... It's not my turn to intervene, and the monthly exam will soon be, and that's the key."

Qiao Zheng thought to herself, three sentences are really inseparable from the monthly exam...

Yan Ze attaches great importance to monthly exams, which other people can't understand. It is her first year as a senior leader, and her exam results reflect her professional level.

The city's unified proposition and grading papers, all schools have the same difficulty, so that it is easy to compete.

No. [-] Middle School has caught up in the past few years, and it has become quite competitive in robbing students. There are only those good students, and other schools have fewer students. Although the overall performance of No. [-] Middle School is still outstanding, the sense of crisis cannot No.

Qiaozheng felt that the leader was worried, so she lowered her brows, but kept her heart in her heart.

Now that she knows how to read words and expressions, she quickly boiled water, helped the leader soak the small green oranges, and brought them to her courteously.

"Teacher Yan, are you tired of doing homework assignments?"

He was indeed a bit tired, the dense numbers were like a swarm of ants. After staring at them for a long time, his head became dizzy. In addition, the students always made low-level mistakes, Yan Ze was so angry that he wanted to tear up the test paper.

A burst of tea fragrance wafted into the nose, the heat blurred the vision, and through the curling white mist, one could see the clear tea soup, with a bit of astringency in the sweet and sour, and the rushing head was also awake for five or six minutes.

She picked up the glass and said, "Thank you."

Yan Ze leaned closer and sniffed it, but didn't drink it.

Qiao Zheng quickly said, "No poison."

Yan Ze gave her a strange look, and took a small sip. She only drank tea to wake up and refresh herself, and the taste came second.

"Thank you." She repeated.

The thank you this time was more sincere than last time, and Qiao Zheng felt sweet in his heart.

The slightly hot tea passed over the dry tongue and throat, and the sour taste rushed to the brain, and her eyes were not as dizzy as before.

Looking at the messy and illogical formulas on the big question, Yan Ze angrily threw the red pen on the table.

Qiao Zheng said, "What I did back then was even worse than them."

Yan Ze picked up the red pen and typed a big question mark on the test paper. The pen was so heavy that it even scratched the paper. She said, "So I'm glad I didn't teach a student like you. I really feel sorry for your high school teacher." .”

Qiao Zheng: "..."

In fact, what Yan Ze said is correct. She was not good at logic calculations or memory in high school, and she treated all subjects equally.

The math teacher mentions her every day, saying that she is stupid, and Qiao Zheng has also struggled for math, but she can't, because her brain just lacks a string.

After Yan Ze came home in the evening, her mother excitedly held her mobile phone and said, "That Tianxiu, the first round of selection is about to begin. Are you free? Come and see our Yizhihua group's performance."

After Yan Ze asked about the time, he said, "No time."

Yan's mother asked, "Isn't that the weekend?"

Yan Ze said, "We will take the monthly exam this week, and mark the papers on weekends."

Mother Yan was not unhappy either, she still had a smile on her face: "Look, isn't this the little girl who danced that day? She is the prettiest."

Yan Ze looked at the photo and laughed silently: "Mom, to tell you the truth, she teaches music in our school."

Mama Yan gave a long sigh: "Your colleague, you are so handsome, do you have a boyfriend?"

"Probably not yet."

Mother Yan smiled even more happily: "Then I can introduce you."

Yan Ze put away his smile: "Forget it, whoever you want to introduce, she is not worthy of everyone."

Yan's mother nodded: "Of course I know, we will definitely introduce Gao Fushuai."

Yan Ze said: "It's not necessarily suitable to be tall, rich and handsome. When you talk about love, you have to look at the right eye. The three views match and complement each other. There are also dudes among the rich and handsome. How can you want such a man?"

Yan's mother agreed: "I understand this truth. I know that you are a teacher, and even your mother will teach you a lesson."

Yes, she does have a bit of an occupational disease, and she likes to preach, whether it is old or young, what should be managed or not.

The next day, the bumps on Lei Xueming's head did not fade away, but turned blue and became more conspicuous.

The students booed and asked warmly.

"Mr. Lei, what's the matter with you?"

"Mr. Lei, are you okay?"

"Mr. Lei, what did you hit? Did you apply any potion?"

Lei Xueming was very happy in his heart, and said on his mouth: "You care about me now, and you don't want to judge me in your heart."

"No, no, teacher, you are really fine."

"It's nothing serious, it's just a little disfigured."

Everyone was silent and no longer sympathized with Teacher Lei.

As the "Tianxiu" preliminary competition approached, Qiao Zheng also spent more time on rehearsals, and often practiced dancing in the dormitory until twelve o'clock.

Sometimes the movements are more intense, and the floor will be "stomped" loudly, but Qiaozheng always practices with headphones on, so she can't hear her own voice.

But Yan Ze downstairs could hear it.

Yan Ze usually doesn't go home when he has to check his bed at night, he lives in the school, and then he hears people kicking and tapping upstairs, the sound is not chaotic, but has a sense of rhythm and coordination.

She knew that Qiao Zheng's room was directly above, but she didn't know what Qiao Zheng was doing.

She approved a coat and went upstairs, knocking lightly on the door.

Qiao Zheng didn't hear it with headphones on, and was immersed in her own world.

There is glass on the door, Yan Ze can see everything outside.

She is dancing, stretching her young and flexible waist, like a freshly drawn wicker.The round buttocks are moving with the rhythm of the body.

Yan Ze bent his fingers and knocked harder on the door.

Qiao Zheng's movements froze for a moment, she took off her earphones and opened the door.

"I... Did I disturb you? I stopped dancing. I planned to practice for only half an hour, but accidentally exceeded the time."

Yan Ze said: "It's not noisy, I heard some movement from above, I don't know what you are doing, so I came up to have a look, what, what are you doing dancing?"

Qiaozheng was very excited: "I'm going to participate in a competition... um... If I become popular, I will definitely not forget you, that... Never forget you even if you are rich."

Yan Ze showed a smile, how can people be so naive: "Are you popular? How popular?"

Longing appeared on Qiaozheng's face. When she was thinking about some distant and beautiful things, she looked like a girl who loves fantasy: "It doesn't need to be too popular, just get a Golden Melody Award as a behind-the-scenes or something..."

"..."

"Do you have any unfulfilled dreams?"

Yan Ze imitated her tone: "It's not too far-reaching, it's just that all the seniors in this year were admitted to Tsinghua..."

On the road, Qiao Zheng was speechless.

Yan Ze said, "Is the event you participated in called Tianxiu?"

Qiaozheng's eyes were wide open, her face was full of surprise, her neat sideburns were covered with a thin layer of sweat: "You also know?"

In literature, the sweat of beautiful women is called fragrant sweat. It is not unreasonable to call it so. The sweat evaporates from such young and delicate skin, and it also brings out the fragrance in the body. The fragrance is no longer illusory. There was a layer of enthusiasm and unrestrained after the limbs.

Yan Ze subconsciously took a few deep breaths: "I just found out about it by chance, there is only such an event in the city."

She added: "Then have you had a good understanding of the nature of this kind of competition?"

Qiao Zheng said with a blank face: "Natural? Isn't it just a competition, survival of the fittest, besides, I can't find any other opportunities besides this."

Yan Zeyu has a serious heart and looks very mature: "You think too simply, you don't even know what kind of people your opponents are, and your participation in this competition will have any effect on your planning."

Qiaozheng opened her mouth, feeling that her worry was too much: "Oh, it's the age of traffic, what we need is popularity and exposure. If I win, I still have a chance to endorse."

Yan Ze twitched the corners of his mouth, thinking, is there a chance to endorse the fertilizer factory?

"Then do you know which brand you want to endorse?" Yan Ze asked seriously.

Qiao Zheng said in a daze, "I don't know, but it's good to have a chance."

"But it's a fertilizer factory."