Teacher, he wants to do problems on the blackboard

Because of the competition on the eighth day of the lunar new year, Cheng Jibei had a boring year, full of lesson plans and classroom presuppositions.In the end, Ying Ke, who had returned to work on the fourth day of the Lunar New Year, couldn't stand it anymore, and forced Cheng Jibei to spend more time on the game, so that he would no longer have to sleep and eat because of the unknown situation of the finals.

"I don't want to be like this either," Cheng Jibei's hand touched the latest comment on the screen, "But as soon as I saw a fan comment on Weibo saying "Come on in the finals, we look forward to your wonderful performance, I want to do it" Better not to disappoint them."

Ying Ke's heart became extremely soft, and he could fully imagine the young man on the other end of the phone looking at the computer screen in distress: "You are the best in my heart."

This sentence was placed two months ago, and Cheng Jibei couldn't believe that it came from Ying Ke's mouth when he killed himself. However, after the two got together, the incomprehensible and talented student naturally transitioned to the full of love talk skills Unlimited doting on the status of a good boyfriend, Cheng Jibei suspected that the person who said "I'm sorry you are excellent but I prefer to spend my youth with gravel and solid soil" in the rumors I heard was fabricated by people who couldn't ask for it .

Cheng Ping was very pleased with her son's sudden improvement. As a senior people's teacher, she admired her son's rigorous attitude towards teaching, and even offered to help him revise the lesson plans.When he heard that Ms. Cheng Ping, an elementary school English teacher, was going to help him revise the high school geography teaching design, Cheng Jibei was so frightened that he hugged his laptop tightly: "Mom, go and rest! Ah Ke has already helped me to read it! When he was an undergraduate, the teaching design was included in the case guide published by our professor!" I was afraid that I would accidentally add an interactive link of singing and aerobics to the teaching design.

"Really? Then you should familiarize yourself with the process and don't embarrass yourself in front of the students." Cheng Ping said earnestly, not forgetting to praise Yingke again, "A Ke is really a good guy, he has been so enthusiastic to help you Didn't ask for anything in return."

Ghost, "There is nothing to repay, but to promise with your body" this kind of joke can be taken seriously and the fox who took away your son's whole body is not really asking for nothing, Mom!Cheng Jibei didn't dare to tell the truth, so he could only swallow his anger and echo Cheng's mother's praise, and then sent six emojis of "hitting your chest with a small fist" on WeChat to vent his anger.

After finishing his busy overtime work, Ying Ke turned on his phone and saw such a long series of swiping screens. He sent a red envelope and replied, "Who made our Xiaobei unhappy again?"

Qian Chaoduo: I'm so selfless, I don't hesitate to lose my reputation to help you maintain your personality.My mother likes you more than me now.

Clever as Ying Ke, he immediately guessed the reason why Cheng Jibei said: "Actually, I don't mind if you tell my aunt the real relationship between the two of us now, let my aunt know that I am not such a great person."

This man!It's because he grasped that he couldn't be so ostentatious to test his mother's heart with such things casually, so he was so fearless, right?

Qian Chaoduo: Give me back the boss I know/goodbye, he was not like this before/goodbye/goodbye

Ying: Xiaobei, I said that since we are together, I don't mind if you call me husband.

Cheng Jibei felt that the two of them could no longer have a good chat, and the discussion on this topic had to be traced back to the fourth day of the Lunar New Year.

On the fourth day of the first lunar month, because he felt sorry for Yingke and had to get up early in the morning to start work during the holiday, Cheng Jibei brought an insulated box full of food made by Cheng's mother to the studio to feed him.

Compared with the sudden visit last time, Cheng Jibei seemed to be quite familiar with the road this time. He found the studio easily without comparing fake photos with filters. "The younger brother even greeted himself to show his friendship.

"Hey, isn't this the takeaway boy from BOSS?" Xiao Huang was delighted to see the huge insulated box in Cheng Jibei's hand, "Here you come to deliver takeaway to our BOSS again?"

"Xiao Huang, I think the overtime work last time didn't leave you with a deep and painful impression." The girl standing beside Xiao Huang was also happy, and teased happily, "Go get some food , When the boss comes out, you will be pleasantly surprised again."

Recalling that hellish day, Xiao Huang stopped trying to die with lingering fear: "I will be the dog who will fight with the boss again."

It happened that Ying Ke came out of the office to pick up Cheng Jibei, raised his eyebrows when he heard the flag announced by Xiao Huang loudly, and asked Cheng Jibei calmly: "Xiaobei, did you bring a lot of food today?"

Cheng Jibei heard the string song and knew the elegant meaning: "A lot, a lot, four people can eat it." At this time, even if there is not a lot, we must create conditions to make it a lot.

"Very good," Ying Ke made a gesture, and smiled at the shivering Xiao Huangdao, "Xiao Huang, you have been working hard recently, so let me treat you to the work lunch at noon today."

At this moment, Xiao Huang deeply realized what is meant by "disaster comes from the mouth".However, what he did to death, he still wants to do it while kneeling, Xiao Huang held back his sad expression and said: "Thank you, Lord Long En." Fucking strong I need a hug ah ah ah! !

Suppressing a smile, Cheng Jibei followed Ying Ke into his office, and laughed wantonly after closing the door. "Hahahahahahahahahahahahahahahaha boss, where did you find such a funny treasure..." Smiling, Cheng Jibei couldn't help but look at Ying Ke who was getting closer and closer vigilantly. He even put his hand on the door behind him, and the real person went to the battle to perform for him what is called a wall-dong.

"Xiaobei, I think we need to talk." Ying Ke touched Cheng Jibei's face with his hand, and brushed away the hair that had been covered with wind on his face.

"T-Talk about what?" Cheng Jibei pressed tightly against the door, not daring to vent his anger, "Boss, let's change our posture? This door is not very strong..."

When Ying Ke laughed, the hot air sprayed on Cheng Jibei's neck, which made Cheng Jibei push back a little more involuntarily.Ying Ke looked at Cheng Jibei and said, "What are you thinking about? I just want to talk to you about something serious."

Who should believe your words!Cheng Jibei thought of his last situation in similar secret occasions countless times, and couldn't help hugging the lunch box to his chest: "...then let's talk on the sofa."

"Okay," what Cheng Jibei didn't expect was that Ying Ke agreed very happily, pulled himself to the sofa, and leaned over to move the magazines and newspapers on the sofa to the corner of the office, freeing up a place for the lunch box. Huge performance space, "Can we talk about business now?"

Cheng Jibei stared at the left hand of someone who was firmly grasping his wrist, and always felt that this so-called "business" was not something related to work or study in his traditional impression: "...so what are you going to say, boss? "

"Xiaobei, we've been together for so long, will you always call me boss?" Ying Ke looked into Cheng Jibei's eyes, and his expression didn't look like he was joking.

What should it be called?Mr. Ying?Baby?The former sounded like he was acting in a big show of a wealthy family, while the latter made Cheng Jibei fight a cold war and expel him as soon as he made a pose in his mind.Thinking of Cheng Mu's natural "Ake", Cheng Jibei tentatively said, "Ah, Ake?"

"It's okay," Ying Ke's voice sounded a little helpless, as if he was lost because he didn't get the answer he expected, and he said persuasively, "I was from the 'old' generation before, and according to the rules, it should be another Bar?"

old what?Cheng Jibei started to compose words in a daze: "Master? Old brother? Old iron?" Looking at the increasingly strange expression on Ying Ke's face, he said reflexively: "Husband?"

"Well, good." Ying Ke responded quickly.

Only then realized what he just said, Cheng Jibei angrily put the insulated box in his arms on the coffee table, blushing with shame: "If you continue to joke with me, I will give all these things to Xiao Huang ah."

It seems that the children are still not funny.Ying Ke sincerely expressed the generous benefits of the studio's employees, implying from the side that Cheng Jibei does not need to pay too much attention to an insignificant obstructive employee.

Tiger skin green peppers, boiled prawns, tomato scrambled eggs, braised pork... Seeing the colorful dishes on the table one by one, Ying Ke said to Cheng Jibei sincerely: "Next time I go to see my aunt , I will definitely bring her a set of jade mahjong."

"Why don't you praise me for bringing the food here?" Cheng Jibei took the lead in picking up a piece of meat with his chopsticks and stuffed it into his mouth, "Well, this braised pork is still hot, so hurry up and eat it."

Ying Ke smiled and stole a kiss on the cheek of his little boyfriend, and put a piece of meat with chopsticks into Cheng Jibei's mouth: "Then reward you with an extra piece of meat."

"It's just this little reward?" The voice revealed a little disappointment.

"Go look at the third row of the bookcase."

Cheng Jibei put down his chopsticks and ran to the bookcase, and quickly locked in the reward that Ying Ke said among the tomes of economics monographs-a "Guitar Introductory Tutorial" whose style of painting was incompatible with the surrounding books.He opened the bookcase and took out the tutorial, and waved in the direction of the sofa uncertainly: "Is this what you're talking about?"

Ying Ke nodded, with a smile on his lips: "Open it."

What is there to read in a textbook... Despite thinking so, Cheng Jibei obediently flipped through a few pages, and a book card signed by Professor Zhang fell out.

Cheng Jibei: Meow meow?

"So the reward you want to give me is Professor Zhang's signature?" Cheng Jibei checked it several times before confirming that it was an ordinary book card, feeling that his IQ had been insulted.

Ying Ke's laughter reached the eardrums, and Cheng Jibei realized that he had made a mistake just now, and Ying Ke made a fool of himself by the way.

Seeing Cheng Jibei's embarrassment, Ying Ke walked up to him, and put the figurine that Cheng Jibei ignored directly into his hand: "This is what I want to give you."

Cheng Jibei looked down and saw that it was actually a paladin figure made by the official Brilliant Chronicle game company, and the number displayed on it as 001 reflected its high value.

"Do you like it?" Ying Ke stretched out his index finger and tapped the sword tightly held by the paladin, "I gave you this, from today onwards, if you like it, you like me."

The author has something to say:

Xiao Huang: Can this world be cleaner QAQ

Teacher Ying is usually jealous when he is jealous, and the little prince of Long Arc, Cheng Jibei, was probably KO'd before he found out.