The floating world sinks slightly

At noon that day, Mo Chengshen was queuing up for a meal in the cafeteria, and was planning to go back and find a seat with the meal he had just prepared.Unexpectedly, when he looked up, he saw Teacher Xia.

He put his hands in his trouser pockets and hurried into the cafeteria.

The weather is getting colder, and Teacher Xia no longer wears his white shirt.Today he is wearing a dark sportswear and a pair of sneakers.At a glance, it is no different from the students coming and going here.

"Mr. Xia." Mo Chengshen called out and stopped him.

Xia Youqing looked in the direction of the voice, his eyes wandered among the children, but his eyes were out of focus for a long time.

Mo Chengshen knew that Teacher Xia was a little short-sighted, but not too serious.It was strange that such an organized man should find such an object troublesome, but fortunately, his daily life did not require any special need for clear vision.

The distance between the two of them was not too far, and Teacher Xia should be able to see him, but there were too many half-aged men around Mo Chengshen, so Teacher Xia couldn't tell who it was for a while.

Mo Chengshen didn't often see Mr. Xia squinting his eyes so hard to see clearly. His pretty brows were almost frowning together, and the brows were also tightened. It was an indescribable feeling. In short, it was cute. .

Mo Cheng smiled secretly, deliberately stared at him for several seconds, and then waved to him again, "Teacher, I'm here."

Xia Youqing finally saw him, his frowning brows relaxed, and he smiled at him.

Mo Chengshen waved to him again to signal him to come over, Xia Youqing hesitated for a moment, but still walked over.

"Mr. Xia, why are you in the student cafeteria?" Mo Chengshen said sincerely.

"Well, isn't the teacher's cafeteria on the third floor? I'm too lazy to climb, so I came here because it's convenient." There was no ups and downs in her voice, but there was a hint of gentleness in her tone.

"The teacher came alone." Mo Chengshen used interrogative sentences, but in a declarative tone.

"Yes."

"Then teacher, sit down." Mo Chengshen wiped the non-existing dust on the stool next to him with his sleeve, and happily wanted Xia Youqing to sit down, "Teacher, what do you eat, I'll beat you."

"No need." Teacher Xia became calm all of a sudden, but her tone was a little irresistible, "I'll just buy some to take away, you can eat slowly."

Mo Chengshen followed Teacher Xia off with his eyes. He watched him go to line up at the rice bowl, and then hurried out of the cafeteria with some packed rice.

He was so engrossed in watching that he forgot to move his chopsticks for a moment. When he realized this, the rice in his hand was almost cold.

Really stupid, he took a few mouthfuls of cold rice and swallowed it casually, and went back to the dormitory.

Teacher Xia lives in the school, and Mo Chengshen knew this before.

He was surprised that some teachers would live directly in the school. Every teacher has a dormitory assigned by the school. There is nothing wrong with that, but most of the teachers who are working will buy a house near the school. The biggest use of the dormitory is probably for individual teachers at noon When you are too lazy to go, just stay here and take a rest.

Also, there are few teachers in No. [-] Middle School who are as young as Xia Youqing, and most of them drag their families with them, so it is not appropriate to stay in school all the time.

And Xia Youqing, like all the immigrants who have just taken root in this city, has worked hard to accumulate savings for several years, but may still be able to barely afford a down payment at the crazy housing prices around the school.For young people, Mo Chengshen knew that repaying the loan afterwards was difficult, really too difficult, even if he was a teacher with a stable income.

He didn't have extra money to squander like other young teachers. After school, he went to the entertainment venues around the school to sing and drink, simply to relax.

He would rather walk through the crowd of students, smiling almost obsequiously at the aunt in the cafeteria, maybe just to have a few more pieces of meat on the dinner plate.

Mo Chengshen could see his frugality. He even wrapped the end of the pen with tape for several layers, which can be bought for a dollar for homework.The plastic transparent pen body is already cloudy, revealing the proper deposition of time.

Maybe he has parents far away to support, maybe he has a younger sister who is in college, or maybe he just wants to save some money and settle here.

Mo Cheng deeply understood the persistence of their group, even though he had never experienced it before.

Chasing is the nature of human beings, just like how many young faces in Beijing, Shanghai and Guangzhou reveal the vicissitudes and exhaustion of years. They are stationed here, planted year after year, and they tell you that they don't like it here.But why not go back?You ask them, and they are silent.

Some people say that everyone in the world loves to pursue fame and fortune, but it is not true. Many people just want to tell their relatives in their hometown that they can live well alone in a foreign land.If you can mix better, you can come over and see the scenery of the big city.

Mo Chengshen's deep understanding couldn't help Mr. Xia, he still walked among these high school students all day long, depressed and lonely.

Although they are out of place, they are harmonious and terrifying.

It's not that there are no teachers similar to him. Mo Chengshen knew that there was a female teacher who also stayed at school all day, and she was leading graduate students from their class. .

Not only is she young and beautiful, she is also the object of lust for nearly one-third of the boys in the school.

As I said before, boys of this age are always in the golden period of growth and development. They are between youthful and mature, and they have too much ignorance and desire for the opposite sex.

The female classmates in the same class have not realized that the young man who grew up with them has undergone such earth-shaking changes unconsciously. They still wear loose sportswear and sneakers, tie a ponytail, and face the sky all day long. Playing around with boys.

So compared to them, such a female teacher with a pretty face, long hair fluttering, good figure, and gentle speech has almost become the dream lover of all young men at this stage.

No wonder, they were locked in the school all day long, and the only mature and feminine teachers they could come into contact with were probably these female teachers.

Mo Chengshen also passed this teacher several times in the corridor, he was indeed good-looking and tall.When she walked, her long hair fluttered, almost stroking the fragrance on the cheeks of the people around her. Calling her a goddess is not an insult.

He thought that such a good-looking female teacher must be pursued by many men, unlike Teacher Xia.

He has seen many male teachers, most of whom are unmarried, either on official business or seemingly unintentionally, go up to talk to the goddess teacher.

And Mr. Xia will never have so many Yingyingyanyan around him. He is a boy, and he is good-looking, but as a person, he lives too fairyly, as if he hides all the emotions that human beings should have.

Even if he was questioned by the bully in the class that his way of solving the problem was wrong, and when he couldn't get off the stage for half a day, he didn't see the embarrassment at 01:30 on his face.

There is no smell of smoke and fire, and it is only suitable for offering as a male god, um, that's it.