Old Gong secretly loves me [Rebirth]

Qiao Heng seldom talked about his past affairs to Zhou Qingyue, and Zhou Qingyue heard many things from his friends.

Zhou Qingyue met Qiao Heng only after his debut, and many of Qiao Heng's friends were met in college.

It's not that Zhou Qingyue didn't ask Qiao Heng about his life before high school, but Qiao Heng just went to the window in silence to light a cigarette.Afterwards, Zhou Qingyue never asked about anything before university.

Even if he met Qiao Heng in the supermarket, he still felt that Qiao Heng was more like a traveling boy.

He thought that the next time he saw Qiao Heng, it might be on an unknown street, or it might be in a certain financial magazine.

But no matter what kind of meeting, it will not be like this. When I looked up, I saw Qiao Heng wearing the same military training uniform, coming out from the back door of the next class.

There was a buzzing sound in Zhou Qingyue's head, and the surrounding voices moved away from him, and everything was completely silent.

After a while, Zhou Qingyue's rusty mind began to spin slowly.

Qiao Heng is in the next class, and they will be alumni for three years.The one on the same floor - even if you go to the bathroom, you may encounter Qiao Heng next door.

At this time, Zhou Qingyue thought of something untimely, whether Qiao Heng had developed well since he was a child.

Qiao Heng looked at someone who was stunned at first, but now he didn't know where his mind was wandering, and suddenly wanted to laugh.

Next to class one is the stairs, and there are noisy footsteps at the top of the stairs, and the teachers are coming back from a meeting.

The students in the class obviously also heard the sound. There was a shush in the classroom, and the classroom fell silent within two seconds, and they all turned their heads to stare at the door.

Several teachers came out of the stairs, all of them were the head teachers of the class on this floor. Qiao Heng took a last look at the person who hadn't recovered, and walked into the class.

The homeroom teacher walked up to the podium, and he threw a stack of forms on the podium with a loud noise, pulling Zhou Qingyue back when he was distracted.

Zhou Qingyue, who came back to his senses, glanced at the empty corridor with complicated emotions.

He didn't expect Qiao Heng to be a high school student in No. [-] Middle School. If he hadn't been to the real school in his previous life, would he have known Qiao Heng in high school?

Zhou Qingyue shook his head, so what if it's like being in the same school now, and it's not like they won't break up if they knew each other a long time ago.

Now Qiao Heng is his ex!male!friend!

Turn around and look at the podium, diverting your attention.

On the stage is a middle-aged male teacher who is overweight. Although his hair has not started to go bald, the hairline is obviously not in the normal position.

The teacher on the podium turned around and wrote a contact information on the blackboard with chalk, "I am your homeroom teacher, surnamed Xie, who teaches physics. I used to teach the third year of high school, and I haven't taught the first year of high school for a long time. Your seniors You are all hardworking, don't worry about it, I know you Gao Yixin hasn't taken it back, so I am most annoyed about taking Gao Yi, and I am not in a hurry about my future."

Teacher Xie walked off the podium with his hands behind his back, walked down slowly wearing shiny leather shoes, looked around, and a hat appeared in his vision.

He turned around and walked back to the podium, walked around, walked to the middle of the first and second groups, and suddenly raised his voice, "I know you may disagree with what I said, but you haven't even done the most basic respect for the teacher. The teacher is below. There were people wearing hats while speaking."

All eyes turned to one group.

Zhou Qingyue was stunned for a moment before realizing that he was still wearing a hat. Suddenly feeling a little guilty, he quickly tore off the hat and stuffed it under the table.

Zhou Qingyue has delicate features and good looks, and he also received special physical training in his previous life.He is usually very prominent, and stands out from the crowd among a group of high school students who don't know how to dress themselves up.

As soon as he pulled off his hat, the class couldn't help whispering again.This is the handsome guy standing at the door just now.

Teacher Xie walked up to the last one with his head raised, reached out to knock on Zhou Qingyue's deskmate, cast his eyes at him, and asked, "What's your name?" Obviously he didn't intend to turn the chapter.

The tablemate who was playing with her mobile phone all the time and didn't look up felt the sensation of knocking on her desktop. She looked up at the head teacher and said three words coldly: "Zhao Yangling."

Teacher Xie originally just wanted to set Zhou Qingyue on fire, but he answered at the same table.Teacher Xie's face was a bit grim, and he glanced at Zhou Qingyue's deskmate, only to find that there was a mobile phone lying in his arms.

This has stabbed Teacher Xie's nest. Playing with the mobile phone at school is fair and aboveboard. Isn't this challenging his majesty?Teacher Xie turned black and snatched Zhao Yangling's mobile phone, and said in a deep voice, "Didn't the school tell you that you are not allowed to bring mobile phones?"

Zhao Yangling leaned against the chair and said unhurriedly: "School doesn't start now."

Teacher Xie patted the table directly: "Can I bring my mobile phone before school starts?"

Zhou Qingyue admired his tablemate very much. Although he acted a bit secondary, he had to say that he was really cool.

While admiring him, I felt a little guilty. After all, the head teacher didn't find Zhao Yangling playing with his mobile phone at first, and he only found out when he came to train him.

He reached into the drawer and took out a piece of red paper.

Inside each drawer are the notes issued by the school for them to read.

Zhou Qingyue spread the paper on the table of his deskmate, and pointed to the regulations, "Teacher, look, the third article indeed says that mobile phones are not allowed to be brought into the school after school starts."

Zhou Qingyue pointed to the words on the paper and read the key points: "Start, learn, and finish."

Teacher Xie choked, his face was ugly, his eyes were fixed on Zhou Qingyue, as if he wanted to eat Zhou Qingyue, Zhou Qingyue was thick-skinned and not afraid of him watching.

"stand up!"

Zhao Yangling stood up nonchalantly.

Teacher Xie continued with a dark face: "You also stand up."

Zhou Qingyue also stood up.

The new official took office three fires, and Mr. Xie asked the two of them to stand up and began to walk back to the podium with their hands behind their backs.

As he walked, he said, "It's more difficult to lead each class. Like these two students, they just don't have the heart to learn. I really think that they will be very good if they are admitted to No. [-] Middle School? How many classes have I taught, and they are older than you?" , I know your future best. People like you can go to college after high school? Generally, men drive cars, and women sell clothes on the street!"

Zhou Qingyue lowered his head to look at the table, the class teacher's words flowed in and out of his left ear and out of his right ear.

It is estimated that Zhou Qingyue took Teacher Xie's face off. He lectured them all at the table in a class, and the lectures were drowsy. He didn't start to announce the business until the get out of class was over, and he didn't tell them to sit down when he returned to the office.

Zhao Yangling watched as the homeroom teacher slid down as if he had no bones as soon as he left, and even patted Zhou Qingyue's stool: "Brother, sit down."

Zhou Qingyue stood for a class and was so thirsty that he sat down and unscrewed the lid of the orange juice and poured it into his mouth.

Zhao Yangling leaned towards her, "Brother, what's your name?"

Just as Zhou Qingyue swallowed, a man came over suddenly. The two brothers put their arms around Zhao Yangling's shoulders, leaned half on her body, and patted her, "You guys were so awesome just now, thank you for being wise."

Although Zhao Yangling dressed in a neutral dress, she was still a girl, and felt uncomfortable being hugged by a man, "Let me go."

The male classmate obviously regarded Zhao Yangling as a brother, and he was very familiar with him, and even hugged him tightly, "Don't let go, everyone is a brother!"

Just as Zhao Yangling was about to push away, the hand of her deskmate stretched out and took the male classmate's hand.

Zhou Qingyue took the opponent's hand to prevent the opponent from touching where he shouldn't.

The male classmate looked at him with great interest: "What's wrong, brother."

Zhou Qingyue raised his jaw, "Let go, don't hug him."

"What are you afraid of! What's wrong with hugging brothers."

Zhou Qingyue looked at Zhao Yangling's impatient face, and took the male classmate's hand away from Zhao Yangling's head, "What brother, if you give you the scissors, you can be a sister to him."

The male student was puzzled: "Huh?"

After a while, the male student suddenly realized.

Pointing at Zhao Yangling in disbelief: "Ah!?? Are you a woman?"