The music class was taken over again

Yan Ze was speechless, and Qiao Zheng quickly hugged her arm and shook it, begging, "Why don't you accompany me to buy clothes, I'm afraid I'll pick them myself, so I bought some short tights and came back to provoke you Not happy, leading you is a model of dignity and simplicity, you have to take the lead."

"..."

"Is it okay? Huh?" Qiao Zheng deliberately made a cute business, with watery eyes.

"How about I customize a school uniform for you according to your size, so as not to waste time shopping."

One thing lowers one thing, Teacher Yan made a move, Qiao Zheng put away her face, and she didn't even have the mood to act like a baby.

"Why don't you wear it yourself!" Qiao Zheng said unhappily, turning her face away.

"What is my identity? I'm the leader!" Yan Ze said in a domineering tone.

"I don't want it either, I don't want to wear couple outfits with the whole school!" Qiao Zheng thought for a moment, staring at Yan Ze's front, moved forward, and said, "How about I buy a set with the same style as yours?" clothes?"

As she said that, she was still twitching, trying to take off Teacher Yan's coat.

Yan Ze was stunned, and before the salty pig's hand unbuttoned her, she quickly dodged and said helplessly, "Forget it, I'll accompany you on the weekend."

Qiao Zheng showed a smug smile, lying on the sofa happily for a long time.

She was in a good mood, and when she was in a good mood, she wanted to move around, but she couldn't dance at home, so she pulled a pillow with a bear on it, and she took the bear as Teacher Yan, and kissed it on her face relative.

The weather is getting colder and colder, Qiaozheng is still afraid of the cold, she will not imitate the stars to be a beautiful frozen person, she still adds clothes in a proper manner, but she has a face and a figure, and she can match them, even if she adds clothes Not too bulky to wear.

She wore a black hip-wrapping knit dress, a two-piece suit, with a unique butterfly embroidered on the skirt and top, making her look light and tall, full of goddess style.

Seeing what she was wearing, Yan Ze cursed: I just want to see when you wear pants this winter.

It was rare for Qiao Zheng to get up early today. While scratching her head and posing in front of the mirror, she said, "Mr. Yan, let's have breakfast together today. Don't go to the cafeteria, okay? I think the food in the cafeteria is too boring."

"Okay, then go downstairs and eat."

Qiao Zheng said that she pushed her hair to one side of her chest, and said, "I just can't get out of bed, or I'll make you breakfast every day."

Teacher Yan was not moved at all: "Shut up if you can't get up."

Inadvertently inserting willows and willows into shades, Teacher Yan originally just taunted, but unexpectedly it became a provocative method.Qiao Zheng didn't bring it up in one breath, she suddenly decided to get up early and let the leader try whether it hurts to slap her in the face!

Yan Ze had packed it up a long time ago, and she was waiting for Qiao Zheng. Qiao Zheng had everything ready, except for a pair of shoes. The carpet at the entrance of the house was covered with her shoes, with the heels arranged from high to low.

Qiaozheng tried on from the first pair to the last pair. Yan Ze saw that she was still not satisfied, so she opened the door and left without saying a word.

"Don't, don't, don't...wait, wait, wait..." Qiaozheng put on the third pair of shoes based on her intuition, and followed Teacher Yan's footsteps.

"I don't like to wait for others for more than 5 minutes." Yan Ze told her seriously.

Qiao Zheng nodded obediently. She understood that the former student master is now the leader, and such a proud person has a very strong sense of time.

The road was already frozen, and the grass and trees were covered with frost. Walking against the wind, it seemed as if a piece of sandpaper was rubbing against the face. After a while, the face became stiff and numb.

Qiao Zheng touched her face. The winter in the north is very dry, and her face is far less tender than in summer.

She caressed about touching her face, but Qiaozheng didn't pay attention to her feet and slipped. Teacher Yan was very close, and quickly supported her. She just wanted to remind Qiaozheng to keep an eye on her walk, but she never wanted to be snatched by a young man: "Mr. Qiao, are you okay?"

Qiaozheng supported Yan Ze's hand and followed the voice. She felt that this young man looked familiar. He should be a teacher. We often met each other upstairs, and we became familiar after a long time.

The teacher came over after speaking: "Mr. Qiao, isn't it cold to wear so little?"

Qiao Zheng looked at herself: "I wear a lot."

Yan Ze frowned. As a leader, she couldn't bear her low sense of existence, so she said: "Mr. Xu, your Chinese score is at the bottom again. Take some time these two days to listen to Mr. Liang's lectures. It’s normal to have no experience when you’re new to work. Teacher Liang has been teaching for more than 20 years, and he has both ability and political integrity. Come and listen to a few lectures and write a record for me to read, do you hear me?”

"Listen... I heard it." Mr. Xu agreed awkwardly, thinking that this leader really, didn't he just say a few more words to the beautiful young lady?As for torturing him like this.

Qiao Zheng smiled secretly.

******

During the New Year's Day holiday, the sun finally appeared in the cloudy day.It's just that the winter sun is like the end of its strength. Looking at the bright round, it can't actually send much heat to the earth.

After the hostel Shengdu left, Qiao Zheng and Teacher Yan went shopping. She wanted to change from a coquettish slut Teacher Qiao to a dignified goddess Qiao.

There are a lot of people going out on New Year's Day, and since the students are on vacation, every bus is packed to the brim, like canned sardines.

After the people dispersed, Qiao Zheng and Teacher Yan got on a bus that was relatively empty. There was still one seat, and Yan Ze said to her, "Sit down."

Qiaozheng shook her head and refused to sit down no matter what she said: "There will be more people at the next stop. If there are old people and children coming up, they still have to give up their seats."

After finishing speaking, she put her arms around Yan Ze's waist, and said seriously: "I don't like to pull the armrests, I always have to dangle around, you stand still, I'll hug you."

Yan Ze also said something, and Qiao Zheng put her arms around her.

The next stop was a residential area. Many citizens swarmed in. Everyone squeezed in, and their bodies collided inevitably. Qiao Zheng and Yan Ze stuck together tightly. There were more and more people, and the space became more and more crowded. The two had no choice but to get closer, and Qiao Zheng's hand cuffs became tighter.

Yan Ze didn't like such a crowded and noisy environment, but she didn't feel disgusted by the hug of the person in front of her. The girl's hair had a faint fragrance, which drove away the dirty smell in the car.

In the winter, people are crowded, and the back is hot, and a layer of sweat soon seeps out, sticking to the underwear, which is very uncomfortable. Yan Ze complained: "If I knew it, I would have taken a taxi."

Qiao Zheng said with a smile: "If you don't take a taxi, don't take a taxi, low-carbon travel."

After speaking, I hugged him even tighter.

After the New Year's Day holiday, Xu Cheng told his family that he had bought the wrong ticket and would have to wait all morning. He was a well-behaved child, so the parents were relieved and didn't ask any more questions.

After hanging up the phone with his family, Xu Cheng nodded to Du Yixin. It was cold, and Du Yixin wore a cream scarf and smiled sweetly. The boy's heart suddenly softened. At the station, he gently embraced his girlfriend.

Du Yixin rested his chin on the boy's shoulder. Xu Cheng's height was not outstanding, but Du Yixin felt that the height of the two of them was perfect, and they could embrace in the most comfortable position.

Xu Cheng quickly let go, and he could clearly feel his body temperature rising.

Du Yixin was a little unhappy, with his hands still on his boyfriend's waist, he said sullenly: "There is no teacher here, so just hug for a while."

Xu Cheng's face turned red in an instant. There were many people looking at him at the station. The boy was thin-skinned and a little embarrassed, but he didn't want to reject his girlfriend's invitation, so he stretched out his hand and wrapped Du Yixin's hand in his own.

A boy passing by was whistling at him, Xu Cheng let go of Du Yixin's hand as soon as he got nervous, and put his hand in his pocket obediently.

Xu Cheng looked around, the boy who whistled just now had gone away, the man's sideburns were shaved very clean, only a thin layer of blue hair stubble, the rest of the hair was gathered up, towering like a cockscomb.

Xu Cheng frowned, only three words in his mind: true society.

"Yixin, do you know him?" Xu Cheng suspected that this was an acquaintance.

Du Yixin said: "I have no impression, who knows where the hooligan came from, it's really rude, leave him alone, let's go shopping."

******

Teacher Yan often wears a black shirt. Qiao Zheng had to pick and choose in the women's clothing section, and picked out a white shirt: "Mr. Yan, what do you think?"

Yan Ze nodded. She didn't care about how to match the clothes, whether they fit Qiao Zheng or not. She only cared about whether the clothes were short and tight, and if any of them met, she would be passed.

This white shirt has three-quarter sleeves, a small neckline, and a wide hem, but it is a little see-through.

"You should try it first." Yan Ze raised his eyes.

The salesman will not let any of the current consumers go. While Qiao Zheng was changing clothes in the fitting room, the salesman said to Yan Ze: "Beauty, look at ours."

Teacher Yan was looking down at her mobile phone when she heard someone talking next to her ear. She raised her head and stared at the salesman with a pair of clear eyes: "Are you talking to me?"

The salesman was speechless for a moment, and soon she smiled again: "Look at these jeans, your leg shape, you can't find such a good-looking one among a hundred people, it's thin and straight..."

These jeans are spring and autumn style, very thin pencil pants.

"Do you want to freeze me to death by wearing you now?" Yan Ze lowered his head again, looking at his phone.

What a boring god, sales have to work hard for performance, she has already taken out the long cashmere coat hanging on the top, "beauty, try it, you have a good figure, long neck, some people with short necks come here Tried it, but it didn't fit."

At this time, Qiaozheng had changed her clothes, and Teacher Yan was worried about how to reject the salesman. Qiaozheng came out at the right time, and she hurried to the salesperson to get away.

Qiaozheng turned around in the mirror, half of the hem of the white shirt was tucked into the jeans, and the other half was outside, Yan Ze squinted her eyes, why did she always look flirtatious when she wore the clothes, which were obviously quite dignified.

Qiaozheng adjusted her clothes in front of the mirror. Through the mirror, she saw the boys and girls in the booth next to her.

She thought she was wrong, how could it be such a coincidence.

"Beauty, how are you?" the salesman asked from the side.

"It feels... the effect is pretty good, I'll have a look." Qiao Zheng dealt with it perfunctorily, her eyes following the two people in the mirror.

The girl put her hand in the boy's pocket, and the two stood side by side, almost conjoined.

"Xu Cheng, let's buy couple clothes." Du Yixin took a fancy to two corduroy cotton coats.The ad next to it is this pair of couple clothes. The boys and girls on it are holding hands in the snow, and their backs cuddling each other in the white world.

Qiao Zheng looked at Mrs Miejue, who didn't notice what was going on there, and was still looking at her phone.

The author has something to say: Let us return to normal and forget about the sand sculpture plot.