walking slowly

After Zhou Xing was invited to the office, he glanced at all the teachers in the room.

"Yo, are you going to interrogate me?" In a playful tone.

Huang Jun stood up: "Zhou Xing, the teacher has something to ask you."

"Which teacher?"

He looked over one by one, and the teachers he saw either turned around, looked at the ceiling, and coughed tactically...

Huang Jun thought that his mother was a critique, and he had to smile on his face.

"It's not a big deal, but the teacher is very pleased to see your extraordinary performance this time. It's just that the words on this test paper... don't seem to be the same as your usual ones. It's not that I doubt you... But, I still hope you I can explain it to the teachers."

Zhou Xing scratched his hair, feeling very irritated by such a scene, damn it, I really want to have a cigarette.

"It's his word."

Gu Mo, who had been silent since entering the room, spoke.

"What did Teacher Gu say?" Huang Jun asked in a daze.

"I said, it's Zhou Xing's handwriting," Gu Mo stared at Zhou Xing, "I'm his Chinese teacher, and I know his handwriting best."

Zhou Xing fell silent.

"Besides the words, do the teachers have any questions?"

How dare these teachers have doubts in front of him, at most they can chew their tongues behind their backs.

Zhou Xing never bothered to explain anything.

Let's make an exception today, who made his Teacher Gu want to see the real him.

The weekend practice papers that had just been printed were piled up on the long table, and he took out a math paper and smiled at Gu Mo.

"Lend me a pen."

Gu Mo took a pen from the pen holder and handed it to him. Zhou Xing took it with his left hand, and answered a question with a glance as if checking the options on the menu. He completed fifteen fill-in-the-blank questions in just one minute.

"Math teacher, get the answer right now." Huang Jun hurriedly called out.

Several teachers were head to head, eager to paste it on the test paper, but checking it back and forth three times could not change the fact that he was all right.

Face off on the spot.

The teachers, including Director Kong, were struck by lightning.

A teacher clutched his chest: "I suddenly feel uncomfortable, I have to go back and rest."

This Nima is too exciting!

Not to mention the speed and accuracy, I haven't drafted it yet!

What kind of brain is this!

"Do you still want to read other subjects?" Zhou Xing turned his pen and leaned on Gu Mo's desk, seemingly asking these teachers, but actually never took his eyes off Gu Mo.

He raised his eyebrows at him, do you want to see it?

Gu Mo looked uninterested, rolled up his cuffs and sorted out the Chinese test papers.

Director Kong had to accept the fact that Zhou bastard was a great god, and returned to the teaching office dejectedly.

The other teachers left the stage one after another, only Huang Jun laughed triumphantly there.

This time, not only was he not at the bottom, but he was elated.Zhou Xing was the first, Hu Xiaoju was the eighth, Xia Ye was the tenth, and the first twelfth class accounted for one-third. He thought about holding a class meeting to praise these children.

After sorting out the papers, Gu Mo raised his hand and glanced at his watch. It was almost time for class.

Turning his head, Zhou Xing was still leaning against his table.

"Teacher, reward."

He said coldly: "Will you be rewarded for zero points?"

"I'm in the third place." There was actually a bit of grievance in the words.

"It's useless."

Gu Mo stuffed the test paper into his arms, leaving only Jing Xi's in his hand.

After reading it over and over again, I was still amazed by her literary talent.

"Her composition..."

Zhou Xing had a panoramic view of his expression: "Wrote ancient prose again?"

"Ok?"

"That's the kind of stuff she's interested in."

Gu Mo turned to the previous classical Chinese text to read, and a typo was circled in the original text... What a talent.

"Teacher, think about it again, how tiring it is to carry things by yourself..." Zhou Xing tried his best to sell himself, "I can collect homework and test papers."

"These Hu Xiaoju are doing it."

If he didn't get a zero score on purpose, Gu Mo could still consider it.

School A does not have a curriculum committee for each subject. Except for the needs specified by the teacher, the study committee will take care of all the tasks related to learning.

The main thing is that there are too few things and it is really unnecessary.

Huang Jun watched from the sidelines for a long time, and he was completely scorched inside and out. He has led Zhou Xing for more than a year, when has he seen him like a puppy.

Damn, young teachers are just different.

The first class was Chinese. Zhou Xing followed Gu Mo back to the classroom. Standing at the door, he saw gift bags and snacks piled up on the seats like a hill.

Gu Mo sarcastically said, "It seems that Zhou Xing is very popular."

Zhou Xing walked to his place expressionlessly and moved all the things on the table to Jing Xi's.

Jing Xi was lowering her head and nibbling on a chocolate bar secretly, when a pile of delicious food rushed over, she was so happy that she was ecstatic.

After class, she was kicked by Zhou Xing on the stool.

"Where did all these things on my table come from?"

"Those girls next door stuffed things into us like crazy, and everyone hugged them back together. I figured out who wrote your name for you, don't you want it?"

"Take it." Zhou Xing said displeased.

Ever since he threw his face at the girl who confessed to him in public last year, no one dared to give him anything in person.

Taking advantage of his absence today, are these women completely letting go of themselves?

Even Gu Mo saw it, annoying.

"You don't want love letters either?"

"You want you to keep it."

Jing Xi rolled her eyes and continued to eat.

After dinner, Jing Xi and Hu Xiaoju went to the radio station together.

Because what happened last time was big enough, the seniors gave Hu Xiaoju another chance and called him for an interview alone.

Jing Xi came out of the broadcasting room after playing the song, and bumped into the happy Hu Xiaoju.

"Jing Xi, I've succeeded! I'm the chosen announcer!"

This is what Hu Xiaoju has been looking forward to, and Jing Xi is also happy for him.

Hu Xiaoju couldn't wait to go back to the classroom to share the news with his friends.

Xu Ziming didn't hurt him but praised him a few times.

Jing Xi interviewed Hu Xiaoju about his feelings about this, and he said that it was creepy.

Thanks to the blessings of Zhou Xing and Xia Ye, the boys in class two experienced what it's like to be a star this morning, and sighed that it was not easy to debut.

The whole class divides the food, and each takes the love letter.

After sorting it out, she managed to manage some love letters to Jing Xi, and she took out her vibrating cell phone amidst the booing.

Nicki sent a text message.

——Mr. Ye told you to go home.

It's the weekend again, and November flies by quickly. Jing Xi remembers that the weather was a bit muggy when she first transferred to another school last month, but now it's shiveringly cold.

She said hello and looked up and continued joking with them.

Seeing this, Zhou Xing frowned.

People are really strange creatures. After only moving for a week, returning to the community feels a sense of disobedience.

Zhou Xing sent her to the gate of Ye's house.

"Call me if something goes wrong."

"...you can't wait for something to happen?"

"Then don't fight."

"..."

Everything in this house remains the same, with a grand exterior and a complicated interior.

Nicki took her schoolbag as usual and asked what happened at school today.

Then whispered that he was in the study.

Jing Xi had the illusion that she still lived in this house.

But some things can't be closed when they are torn apart.

This was one of the few times when Ye Hua was waiting for her at home, and she could vaguely guess why he called her back.

Incense was rarely lit in the study, which was not her favorite smell.

In front of the retro table, the handsome man raised his head, and there was restrained anger in his examining eyes.

It was the first time Jing Xi saw him looking at her with such eyes.

"Why did you call me back? Is there a dinner?"

Ye Hua clutched a stack of documents, and pretended to ask casually: "I remember, you recommended Kailin to appear in Vic's mv."

"Yes, why?"

"Did you know there was a difficult fight scene in the MV?"

"I know."

"Then do you know...she's pregnant." He tried his best to maintain a calm tone.

Jing Xi realized that this was a questioning of her.

It's really strange, she didn't stuff the child into Kailin's stomach, how could she know it.

But she knew what kind of answer the other party wanted to hear.

"Yes, so what?"

Ye Hua threw a large stack of documents at her. It turned out that Kailin took his hand and cried that Jing Xi knew she was pregnant and forced her to participate in the performance. He didn't believe it.

How could the person he raised with his own hands have such thoughts?

Listening to her admit it now, it is as uncomfortable as seeing the precious pure white porcelain bottle shatter.

"Then do you know that she almost couldn't keep this child!" He said angrily, "If you want to see her, go and act, you know how dangerous Diao Weiya is! What on earth do you want to do?!"

Jing Xi thought about it, and I just mentioned that, I didn't arrange her schedule, so everything could be related to me.

Kailin is also considered a smart person, and she can see the turbulence in her and Ye Hua's secrets.

She bet she wouldn't deny it.

Since she wants to enter Ye's house so much, she will help her.

"I just hate her." What a convenient reason.

"Why?" Ye Hua was slightly taken aback.

"If she marries you, I have to transfer the equity. If you don't have children, how can you get married so early?"

"Getting married is a matter of time. As I said, I will support you! Are those shares so important? You even count on the child in her womb!"

"You raise me?" Jing Xi narrowed her eyes.

Ye Hua's face changed, what did he say in a panic?

"How do you raise me? What is my identity? Your adopted daughter?"

A series of questions made his chest tight, and he loosened his tie.

"We're not real father and daughter. Who doesn't know? I'm also curious," Jing Xi leaned on the table and looked at him, "Why do you keep me by your side?"

The documents that had been thrown away in the room danced in the air several times and fell to the ground, spreading them all in white.

Ye Hua was speechless.

The girl has been fair and pure since she was a child, and she is like a porcelain doll from head to toe. Everyone loves her and wants to protect her, even if she bumps into her.

She likes to tie her ponytail high, and when she walks around, she can swing her braids very nicely.

Her eyes are always bright, and some weird thoughts flash out from time to time.

Now that she was staring at him with such eyes, for a moment he felt that his heart had been dissected cleanly, and there was nothing to hide.

That is an idea that no one will ever be allowed to touch.

Jing Xi suddenly felt very boring, anyway, the baby also kept it, so what is this talking about with her?Ye Hua won't let her share just because she said a few good words.

Whatever they like, even if they get married tomorrow, she will be their flower girl regardless of the past, if no one minds.

"One by one..." Ye Hua called her shyly, but didn't know how to answer her question.

"I didn't want the shares in the first place, because," Jing Xi stepped on the paper on the ground, walked to the door one by one, and twisted the doorknob, her tone was unprecedentedly surly, "The Ye family is really disgusting."