Teacher, he wants to do problems on the blackboard

What Cheng Jibei didn't expect was that the students, who have always been known for their empathy, set up an uprising on Christmas Eve, and they justly rejected Mr. Jibei's proposal of "extra meal" for everyone on Christmas Eve.

@蒹嘉粉荣: I don’t have time for the festival, don’t listen, next one.

@浙江建筑很好行: I don’t have time for the festival, don’t listen, next one.

@江成的女友姐妹: I don’t have time for the festival, don’t listen, next one.

@线代汉吃吃iodine: No time, no listening, next one. PS: I really don't have time today... The evil teacher arranged a weekly TAT exam in the evening

The students who usually watch the live broadcast even in the wind and rain, actually all showed up on such a special day. Even Xie Zhili and Cheng Jibei couldn't believe that these guys all succeeded in speed dating all at once.What's even more hateful is that there are still a few students comforting themselves in the comments, "Teacher must be lonely without someone to accompany him this day."

@今日史记发糖了？: I feel sorry for Mr. Jibei, although I always eat the candy of the two of you on weekdays, but I always feel that our male god should go out for the holidays on this day [candle][candle]

@应实司厅助团团头长_木根 replied to @今日史记发糖: Yes, you guessed it right. The male god is now in my arms o(*///▽///*)q

@今天史记发糖？ Reply to @应通司居助团团长_Mugeng: Why are the little fans so proficient at touching porcelain now→_→I also said that our teacher is on the bed of a male god [shy]

When Cheng Jibei swiped to this level of reply, a group of people in the reply had inexplicably started a story solitaire, and even the children had already appeared on the stage. Cheng Jibei was shocked by the fans' imagination that broke through the sky.

@墨色直播-向北师V: Don’t you have time for the holidays? [Smile][Smile]

Only a few seconds after it was sent out, the always elusive Ying Que Secretary unexpectedly appeared under the reply on the same floor, answering the question of the first floor owner in a serious manner.

@应实司居Reply @今日史记发糖： Didn’t go out for the holidays, but received a very nice gift

Then the reply at the bottom began to turn from the story of Solitaire to the love of Cheng Jibei. Not only did he not go out for the holidays, he didn't even receive a Christmas gift.

Thinking that not only did he not receive a gift, but he posted one instead, the empty-nest old Cheng felt that his heart was like a withered flower, and he felt that he would never love again.

Even the fans couldn't warm him up, Cheng Jibei quit Weibo sadly, planning to find a movie to pass the long night.At this moment, the mobile phone vibrated, and the display screen indicated that there was a WeChat message from Yingke Department.

Y: Why don't you start a live broadcast and I'll give you some gifts?

Cheng Jibei was taken aback by such a straightforward and rich man, and sent three Nick Yang emojis in succession to show his inner panic.

There is a lot of money: If you have a lot of money, you don’t burn like this...

The Department of Yingzheng did not prove the answer to this question, and sent three screenshots, respectively, the netizen replied "Teacher must be lonely without one to accompany you this day", the netizen replied "I feel sorry for the teacher and didn't even receive a gift", and the netizen replied " Don't be sad, teacher, after Christmas this year, you will still be alone next year."

Qian Chaoduo: Are you sending this triple attack to hurt me a second time [anger]

Y: Send you some gifts and you can refute them. You are also the one who has received Christmas gifts.

Inexplicably, Cheng Jibei's mind flashed an emoji that said "In this materialistic society, only Ying Que Siting can give me warmth". I didn't expect that it would be best to send it to Ying Que Siting today.

Qian Chaoduo: There will be no live broadcast tonight, so you should keep your gifts for yourself, anyway, I will go to the concert next Tuesday, and then I must send a sincere leave notice to piss them off [laughs] [laughing out loud]

Secretary Ying Que came over with a smile, typed "MerryChristmas", and Cheng Jibei replied "Metoo" bitterly, and then Division Ying Que said nothing.

It seems that people really went to Christmas with the red dust.

After turning off the dialogue interface, Cheng Jibei, who still couldn't get rid of his grief, unexpectedly discovered that the group of graduate students who had been quiet all year round was actually talking.Looking at the laughing and laughing WeChat group, Cheng Jibei always felt that he went to the wrong set.

YING: Is everyone celebrating the holidays?

Dare to ask where the way is: Alas, there is no way, my girlfriend always thinks that I don’t accompany her, so I will come out today to watch the performance in People’s Square with her

The accompanying picture is a young lady secretly photographed by Comrade He Fang.A row of bullet screens frantically floated through Cheng Jibei's heart: How dare you send a picture of your girlfriend without a P picture? It seems that you don't want to spend time with her.

Nicholas Tse: [Yeah] for the tribe

Pictured are two large computer monitors.Another row of bullet screens floated in Cheng Jibei's mind: Even though you have a better computer in the dormitory, you still go to the Internet cafe to grab the computer from others.

Shao Yiming: This restaurant is quite good, I recommend you to come to eat next time

The accompanying picture is a table with rich colors.The bullet screen in Cheng Jibei's heart floated again: You just told me yesterday that you would kill yourself if you eat French fries again, but you do what you say.

Watching his friends show off their colorful festival life, Cheng Jibei thought of Zhu Ziqing's famous saying "the excitement is theirs, but I have nothing".

Before he could finish complaining about himself, a row of "Gong Xi Fa Cai, good luck" flashed across the screen. The father of the funder was Ying Ke who had just bid farewell to him, and he sent out six 1/1 200 yuan packets .

YING: Then I wish everyone a happy Christmas Eve.

Cheng Jibei, who had both quick hands and spare time, snatched four of them in one go, and the frustration in his heart disappeared immediately.

Nicholas Tse: No, you are rich, and your hand speed for being single for 24 years is too scary

Gong Ze: I'll go, I just ate a mouthful of tofu and opened WeChat and got all of them?

Too much money: first come, first served, no slow hands :)

Cheng Jibei, who was happy again, happily posted the screenshot of grabbing the red envelope into a mosaic on Weibo.

@滨色直播-向北师V: Let’s celebrate the holidays, I have Christmas presents [smile][smile]

Ying Que, who had just disappeared suddenly, immediately liked Weibo and replied "Congratulations" with real emotion. Cheng Jibei replied "You are welcome" in a refreshed manner and quit Weibo.

Qian Chaoduo: Thank you, boss!

Ying: Why are you being polite to my senior brother? It should be.

Seeing Ying Ke's incomparably dignified and steady reply, Cheng Jibei once again lamented the gap between people, and by the way curiously asked, "Boss, what are you doing?"

Ying: I just finished meeting with the professor, and the studio is also on vacation. I plan to go home and go to bed early.

Sancai's father is actually a person who has no carnival plans.Cheng Jibei's mind suddenly came up with the four big golden characters of "sick and sympathetic", and sympathetically sent a hug emoji to Ying Ke.

Qian Chaoduo: Boss, a genius is always lonely.

Ying Ke didn't reply, and chose to call back simply and rudely.

"Junior Brother Cheng," Ying Ke's original voice was a little low, and it became more and more magnetic through the transmission of the mobile phone, "Do you want to consider saving the genius?"

Cheng Jibei looked out the window, and seemed to feel that the bitter cold wind had pierced into his bone marrow, so he refused cruelly: "It's freezing outside... Boss, I still won't come out, right?"

The man on the other end of the phone seemed to be amused by himself, and the end of the speech inadvertently leaked a little smile: "Just chatting casually on the phone, I didn't clean up the guest room in my apartment, I will bring you here next time I have a chance."

What are you talking about casually?Cheng Jibei was at a loss for words for a moment, but then he thought that the two of them were both degenerates, so he agreed vaguely.

Xu Shi felt Cheng Jibei's uneasiness, so Ying Ke naturally changed the subject and said, "Did Junior Brother Cheng celebrate Christmas before?"

Cheng Jibei was lying on his back on the bed, holding the phone in his right hand by his ear, propping his forehead with his left hand and looking up at the ceiling: "I'm not a little girl, how could I ever have this habit of foreign festivals, but when I was playing games a few years ago Looking forward to the Christmas event.”

A few bus horns came from the mobile phone, and Cheng Jibei's mind came up with the scene of Ying Ke standing on the balcony of the apartment, making a phone call while looking into the distance, and the last bus outside the community rushing past.

"I heard from Xie Zhili that you liked to play Jian Wang III when you were an undergraduate. Do Chinese style games also hold Christmas activities?"

Unexpectedly, Xie Zhili even told Ying Ke all this.Cheng Jibei said helplessly: "It's not Jian San. I played Glory Chronicle in junior high school, with a Western background."

"Brilliant Years," Ying Ke said with nostalgia in his tone, "Should it be in the Creation Civilization Area five or six years ago?"

"Boss, have you played before?" Cheng Jibei felt a little surprised.

"When I was in college, my roommate was playing, and occasionally helped him play a few 2V2 games."

With a common topic, Cheng Jibei immediately opened up the chatter box: "The arena design of this game is very unreasonable, and even the voice system is forbidden to open. In addition, there are many professional warlock girls playing male accounts. I will fight with my 22 teammates. For almost three years, I didn’t know whether that person was a man or a woman.”

"Have you not contacted offline?"

"I seem to have added □□," Cheng Jibei recalled hard, "but we haven't chatted on □□, we basically rely on game secret chats. I met a liar the day I sold the number A game, □□ Not to mention being stolen by him, he also cleared my friend list, and then I was busy with the college entrance examination and didn't have anything to say."

"That's it..." Ying Ke's voice was blurred by the wind, "The security of online accounts is still very important."

"Yeah," Cheng Jibei nodded deeply, regardless of whether the person on the other end of the phone could see it or not, "Later, I lost my acquaintances when I played games and sold accounts, so as to save other accounts from suffering."

Ying Ke on the other end of the phone suddenly fell silent, and the atmosphere fell into a quiet embarrassment for a while.In order to break the deadlock, Cheng Jibei had no choice but to change the subject abruptly: "But the theme song of the Brilliant Years Christmas event is quite nice."

Cheng Jibei heard the very light sliding sound of the door latch, and guessed that Ying Ke walked back indoors from the balcony.

There was a dull sound from the earpiece, and then Ying Ke's voice sounded again: "Silent Night? I like it too, do you want to listen to it?"

"Huh? Boss, do you want to sing?" Cheng Jibei subconsciously asked.

Ying Ke's voice seemed to carry an invisible temptation: "Yeah, tonight is limited to doing a karaoke stand."

Oh, the boss is going to sing!Cheng Jibei nodded frantically: "Yes, yes!"

Then Cheng Jibei heard the muffled sound of the mobile phone being placed on the table, followed by a casual but skilled strumming sound.

"Silent night, holy night, allis calm, allis bright..."

Cheng Jibei turned on the hands-free, and Ying Ke's voice was amplified several times in the small room. Ying Ke's voice sounded a little hoarse after a day of class, which unexpectedly added a bit of sexiness.

It would be great if the concert I went to listened to also had the boss singing along.With such thoughts in mind, Cheng Jibei fell asleep to the sound of the guitar...

After the song was over, Ying Ke saw that the other party hadn't responded for a long time, so he tentatively called Cheng Jibei a few times, only faintly hearing a shallow snore.He put away his guitar and ran his fingers over the two concert tickets on the table.

"Junior Brother Cheng, happy Christmas Eve."

The author has something to say:

The college entrance examination is going to be tomorrow, and I don’t know if there are any high school seniors who are still chasing essays... Then I wish all senior high school candidates the best of luck in the college entrance examination~

After the exam, let's review geography together (no)