Accelerated Escape on the Moon River

Qu Chaoyuan who pushed open the door was stunned for a moment, then smiled and said hello to Quan Tang: "Quan Tang, it's you again."

The familiarity and tacit intimacy in his tone made Quan Tang's fingertips bloodshot and swollen.

There are twenty or thirty people in their class, but how many people can make the teacher say "It's you again", and it's still on this occasion!In this informal occasion!

At this moment, he had already announced in advance that he had won, and he had won over all the gay students in this school who would twist their ass to the teacher and the mature girls who squeezed their breasts/bottoms.

Just such a light and delicate sentence of "It's you again" has already proved that he and Qu Chaoyuan coincided with each other and had a tacit understanding. In the future, his identity will not be a bad student who seduces/seduces the teacher, but a day-to-day A long-lasting soul mate.

Quan Tang passed the eighteenth bend of the mountain road in his mind, and pretended to be very surprised: "Good morning, teacher."

Qu Chaoyuan's whole body walked into the classroom from behind the door, and Quan Tang quickly stroked him from head to toe.

Beige trench coat, white shirt, dark camel tie, trousers of the same color and a pair of exquisite leather shoes.

Quan Tang glanced away, pulled his eyes back and pretended to concentrate on watching the movie, but actually praised Qu Chaoyuan [-] times in his heart.

His beige windbreaker had several colorful buttons, and the tie was not tucked into the neckline in an orderly manner, but lay unscrupulously on his chest.

Quan Tang likes this little design very much.Although to be honest, picking out any piece of clothing from top to bottom is a dull, serious and unremarkable color, but it doesn't look boring, nor does it seem that the teacher is flirtatious.Qu Chaoyuan's clothes are comfortable, he is a man who can take into account both the sense of age and vitality.

"What are you looking at?" Qu Chaoyuan has an indescribable familiarity with the students. The students who seem to be relatively indifferent in the class are actually very obedient in front of him.

This is the second time to get along alone, and Qu Chaoyuan pulled out the stool and sat down beside Quan Tang in a familiar way.

The fine hair on Quan Tang's arm close to him received the signal and stood up to salute.

"Cartoon." Quan Tang's voice was sticky, "It's a story about a bear and a mouse, is the teacher interested?"

Qu Chaoyuan smiled, and gently put the briefcase in his hand on the table: "I haven't watched many animated movies."

Quan Tang took a look at him, but he didn't dare to look at his face, afraid that he would reveal the secret in his eyes.

He only saw Qu Chaoyuan's slender white hand and wrist on the table, the black watch, and neat cuffs.

"If the teacher wants to read the book, I will turn off the movie." Quan Tang said without looking sideways.

Qu Chaoyuan joked: "Before class is your time, projectionist."

Quan Tang pursed his lips and snickered.

Because Qu Chaoyuan sat beside him, all the waiting this morning came to fruition. Quan Tang's heart rested peacefully on his chest, and he re-entered the atmosphere of the film within 2 minutes.

It also seemed to know that Qu Chaoyuan was by his side, but also seemed to not know.

He has seen this movie more than five times, and he still likes it.

He plunged into that world of pastel colors, that sweet world smelling of crepes and maple syrup, where the rain was as pretty as the sun.

When the rainstorm passed through the mountains and forests, the big bear took the little mouse into his chest.Nightmares and twists and turns befell them, and they were in court at the same time, above and below ground.The judge was aggressive, and in the end he still didn't separate the two once lonely animals.

The bear and the mouse embraced again, and no one knew that there was no plot and style of writing that could rewrite this story.

Even Tang Quan can recite the lines of the last few scenes, but a good story can always make people feel loved after watching it several times.

He felt that Qu Chaoyuan also smiled.

When the movie was over, the projectionist Quan took the stage and pulled out the USB flash drive.

Qu Chaoyuan looked at him from the audience and laughed and joked: "I have missed the opening of the movie twice, I think I will come earlier next time."

Quan Tang was ecstatic in his heart, and the corners of his mouth raised a little shyly: "Does Teacher Qu like this movie? What do you think?"

Qu Chaoyuan thought for a while, crossed his fingers and made a mistake: "The film also involves the French jury system, right? Today we are going to talk about the history of the system."

Quan Tang also joked: "Then I have previewed."

Qu Chaoyuan said: "Please tell everyone."

Quan Tang waved his hands again and again: "That can't be done, it's blatantly messing with me in class."

Qu Chaoyuan laughed out loud.

His laughter was as bright and clean as silver, and Quan Tang took it upon himself to regard these clear laughs as kisses to his ears.

Shyly, he cautiously and tentatively stretched Chao Yuan's figure with his eyes.

Teacher Qu has beautiful black hair, which is rare to see in a law school. The hairstyle is between the mediocre size and the sleek side parted hair, maintaining a youthful and stable balance.

The black hair looked limp, as if he had no temper.

He wants to kiss.

Counting every minute and every second, when classmates came in one after another, Quan Tang had no choice but to end the chat, and he and Qu Chaoyuan chatted alone for about an hour.

This made him immersed in a kind of erratic joy, until when Chi Zhong came to him, Quan Tang had a floating and ambiguous smile like a disciple on his face, Chi Zhong felt a kind of nausea from this smile.

He was well aware of Quan Tang's temperament, so he took out the book and prepared for class without asking.

Chi Zhong glanced at Qu Chaoyuan on the podium who was oblivious to Quan's thoughts.I don't know why I feel that the other party is a little pitiful.

Quan Tang didn't wait for Chi Zhong to ask him, so he took it upon himself to transcribe the conversation between him and Qu Chaoyuan for Chi Zhong.

With the mentality of eating flies, Chi Zhong heard Quan Tang say, "The teacher said he likes me very much."

Chi Zhong couldn't take it anymore, so he interrupted him: "Don't talk nonsense with me, how could Qu Chaoyuan say he likes you."

Quan Tang raised an eyebrow and said, "His expression, his tone, and his heart all say so."

Chi Zhong: "Please shut up."

Quan Tang chuckled.Instead of being ashamed of lying, he was immersed in a burst of joy, like a fool who was overjoyed.The air was a mixture of bright pink, finch feathers, and crackling chuckles because of his mood.

Friday morning is Quan Tang's weekly tonic.

Qu Chaoyuan is the soul of Supplement Center.

He kicked away the whole week's short papers on civil law, in-person examinations on criminal law, and demonstrations on economic law—the nights spent, the damaged liver and kidneys, and the stagnation in his heart, Mr. Qu. A smile wipes away all troubles.

During recess, the weather was so good that the sun turned the dirty curtains into a glorious one.

The open writing has a soft bark texture, and the typefaces on it all glisten with ink, round and lovely.Quan Tang basked in the sun shaking his head, humming "Elope".

My dream is true love and freedom.

I want to elope with you and be the happiest person.

……

He crossed his legs and tapped his fingers to the rhythm on his knees.Where his eyes were fixed, Qu Chaoyuan was patiently answering questions from the first row of students who asked questions. Quan Tang looked at him as if he was sucking/sucking a candy.

From this angle, Qu Chaoyuan's delicate and tall nose became slightly transparent, as if carved out of candy.His eyelashes are long and curly, like a delicate little lady.

In this class they are talking about the history of Western criminal proceedings.

Qu Chaoyuan, who is well-read and memorized, can freely talk about a certain year and a certain document at any historical point from ancient Rome to modern times. When he talked about the history of the Crusades and the Ottoman Turkish Empire, his eyes flickered. Bewitchingly bright.

Quan Tang was in a daze, resting his chin and listening to his wanton series of east, west, north and south.

Qu Chaoyuan's sincerity and fondness neutralized the discomfort of posturing and showing off his qualifications that would normally appear under such circumstances.

When Chi Zhong was listening to the class, a flash of lightning flashed in his mind, and he remembered Quan Tang's expression when he talked about those experimental dramas and the old Blu-ray movies he had bought so hard.

There is a sense of similarity that makes Chi Zhong feel weird.

Quan Tang deduced from the content of these classes that Qu Chaoyuan should like Western history, which may have something to do with his postgraduate and Ph.D. studies in Europe, or because he once traveled around the world.

The information of the former comes from the official website of the school, and the information of the latter comes from the frantic collection of the whole Tang digging three feet.

From the person Qu Chaoyuan, to his educational experience, brothers and sisters, job changes, publications, and academic achievements, Quan Tang weaves a delicate and meticulous network.

Although it is not helpful for Quan Tang's pursuit, it is enough to pin his feelings.

Now he likes a photo of Qu Chaoyuan in front of his undergraduate university.

It was a snowy day, and Qu Chaoyuan was about twenty years old.He was wearing a thick pop sweater with two yellowed shirt collars folded out from the collar of the sweater; his black hair was slightly curly and slightly long, and he smiled at the camera with a smug and immature face.

Qu Chaoyuan is like a little singer who doesn't know how many hardships he will face in the future. He walks the rivers and lakes with his aura, regardless of the opinions of his predecessors and others, and does not accept anyone's arrangements.The singing is natural and simple, and the lyrics are shining.

This kind of little singer likes to sing the poems of Haizi and Bei Dao in time. Maybe they only know these two poets, wild flowers and long railroad tracks, but this does not prevent them from chasing freedom and happiness.

He likes the phrase "I know that once this point of view is put forward, it will be continuously opposed by the legal circles" that Qu Chaoyuan used when writing academic papers.

A little playful and a little bit eager to try the prickly spirit.

This sentence was also fulfilled, and then Qu Chaoyuan and his younger brother who supported him had a two-year pen battle with six or seven criminal prosecution scholars.

What is exciting is that there is still a lot behind Qu Chaoyuan that is worth digging for Quan Tang. Exploring him is like doing a hard-won project, like chewing a piece of sweet tea.

Behind the legal elites on this podium, there is a young scholar with high morale and a young student with little wings.

There should also be some lost figures and the spirit of Bai Yang, some overlapping glass-like edges and corners, and some torch flames.

Calculated according to the time, when Quan Tang wandered from the eastern coast to the western border with 3000 yuan as an adult, Qu Chaoyuan happened to return to China from the Mediterranean region, and they probably took the same road back to the west.

Next time, Quan Tang will let Qu Chaoyuan realize their common hobbies in the selection of films and topics, and strive to make progress to a few times but still know each other like old friends.

Two classes passed quickly.

"Oh, I almost forgot." Qu Chaoyuan suddenly said 5 minutes before get out of class ended, "There is something else I want to tell everyone."

He spread his fingers on the book with both hands, leaned forward, and propped his arms straight, in a childish posture.

"I need a group of students to help me in my workshop this summer. I wonder if there are any students in your class who are willing to do internships."

The incident happened suddenly, and the students were hesitant to make a decision immediately, but Quan Tang's eyes lit up strangely.

Of course, Qu Chaoyuan had expected this: "It's a bit rushed for everyone to decide. I'll wait until this Sunday, and those who are willing to intern can sign up. You can collect the details into a question form and ask me."

"It's about a project I'm running, and it's not hard work."

A girl raised her hand: "Then how do we sign up?"

Qu Chaoyuan thought for a few seconds, raised his eyes and walked around the crowd, and said, "Look for Quan Tang, I'm familiar with him."

Quan Tang hurriedly raised his hand, and protracted his voice: "Yes—to—"

Qu Chaoyuan looked at him with a smile on his face, anyone could see that the relationship between these two people was very familiar.

Chi Zhong turned his head in disbelief: "When are you, WeChat?"

Quan Tang smiled and said nothing.

The reason why he lights up the lamp every night is to sum up some criminal prosecution issues to discuss with Qu Chaoyuan. It is best to add to the teacher's WeChat when the get out of class is about to have lunch, because objectively there is not enough time.

As for the registration, it was originally an official duty assigned to the squad leader, but it was assigned to Quan Tang.

Quan Tang's ears were close to the corners of his mouth, and he wished he could open his screen and split his fork on the spot, with a bulging chest full of colorful feathers, stepping on catwalks to court him.

Quan Tang woke up suddenly, this is of course not true.

Qu Chaoyuan inspected for a week, and said: "If you want to sign up, you can find the monitor, please. If you have any questions, you can bring them to me."

Quan Tang turned around and glared at the squad leader with braids.

The class monitor is a girl like a gardenia, who blushes when the handsome teacher sees it.

Being looked at by such a teacher, Quan Tang is also full of affection.

Even if Qu Chaoyuan killed him, it would be a wonderful summer limit.