Being a fairy can't be too stylish GL

In the twelfth lunar month of winter, the north wind howled.

This kind of weather is most suitable for all kinds of creatures to hide in warm places and sleep together.

Zuo Yu opened the car door and got out of the car. Her flying bangs were disheveled in the north wind, and her heart was filled with infinite sorrow.

Now she really wants to hide and hibernate peacefully, but the cruel reality always poses various problems to her. Not only can she not escape now, but she may also face various physical and mental challenges for the first time in her life as a parent of a poor student.

Gritting their teeth and stepping into the gate of their alma mater, Zuo Yu and Cheng An'an inquired about Cheng Cheng's whereabouts, and anxiously went to the playground behind the teaching building to look for her.

Fortunately, the rest of the students were eating in the cafeteria or studying in the classroom room. The two of them saw Chengcheng children's shoes running in the exposed cold wind at a glance.

However, rather than running, it is better to call it epileptic translation, and the fairy closed her eyes very sleepily, and her laziness all over her body showed that she died of sleepiness in her previous life, the tragic cause of death.

If it weren't for the young female teacher who accompanied her, Cheng An'an would have called the emergency center immediately to find a doctor to do some examinations for Cheng Cheng.

Cheng Anan patted his chest with a thousand turns in his heart, and pulled Zuo Yu's sleeve with moist eyes:

"See, this is the huge impact that going to school has brought to Chengcheng. She is growing day by day, and even the teacher takes special care of it."

Although the external environment was already extremely low temperature experienced over the years, Zuo Yu still felt an irresistible chill from Cheng An'an's tears.

There is love and infatuation in life, and this hatred has nothing to do with reason and wisdom.

Giving Cheng Anan a look that you are happy, Zuo Yu pulled back his sleeves, walked quickly to the edge of the runway, and stood at attention in a standard military posture.

As a young backbone teacher, Chen Rong's teaching tasks are extremely heavy.

I took a day's class during the day, and at night I heard that the head teacher was furious because Cheng Cheng fell asleep repeatedly in his class, and punished her to run laps in the evening self-study, and I couldn't bear it.

The gentle and kind teacher Chen immediately repented of the staff dormitory, found out the sportswear that he didn’t wear all year round, and came to the track to accompany Chengcheng, wanting to take the opportunity to enlighten this silly boy who seemed talented but never worked hard to study.

However, the silly boy Cheng Cheng once again made Chen Rong break her glasses. She closed her eyes as she ran, her face was more comfortable and beautiful than sleeping during class, and the corners of her mouth curled up, murmuring something quietly .

Chen Rong was immersed in the ocean of language teaching during both undergraduate and postgraduate stages, and her listening skills are naturally top-notch. When the north wind is a little weaker, she can clearly hear what Cheng Cheng said:

Sauerkraut, small fish, sweet and sour tenderloin...

Chen Rong: "..."

Chen Rong's heart was filled with depression. Unexpectedly, someone was waiting for her on the side of the runway. When she was waiting for her to pass by, Qi Qi shouted, "Hello, teacher!"

Chen Rong immediately stopped with her hands on her chest. She was really taken aback, and instinctively replied out of politeness, "Who are you?"

"Wow, Zuo Yu, you're finally here, what's for dinner today?"

The semi-sleepwalking Cheng Cheng also woke up at this time, happily jumped over, took the thermos bucket from Cheng An'an's hand, opened the lid, and the warm and fragrant meatball soup came out:

"Wow, wow, wow, I like it!"

"wait."

Zuo Yu grabbed Cheng Cheng's wrist bone with one hand and separated her fingers, took off the thermos bucket effortlessly, and moved to Chen Rong's side with the soup bucket in his hand, chatting up with a smile like a flower:

"Teacher, you've worked hard. Have you had dinner yet?"

Cheng An'an has gained a lot of experience in Zhang's welcoming and sending off in the past few days. Seeing that Zuo Yu is so flattering to the teacher, he can't help admiring him.

After not falling behind, Uncle Cheng immediately raised another bag of siu mai in his hand:

"It's still hot, would you like to taste it, teacher?"

Although Cheng An'an looks wild and vicious, she is not easy to get close to, but Zuo Yu is different. She is used to pretending to be a pig and eating a tiger, and she is handsome and upright. Her gentle smile immediately made Chen Rong put down her guard, "Are you Cheng Cheng's parents, right?" But, he's really young.

Cheng An'an nodded immediately, while Zuo Yu shook his head frantically.

Chen Rong looked at Cheng Cheng, and her sense of responsibility for the stubborn students suddenly made her look extremely serious.

Teacher Xiao Chen didn't take the soup Zuo Yu handed over, pointed to the building behind him, and signaled everyone to move to the school cafeteria to talk.

The standard tables and chairs in the restaurant are too small for Cheng An'an to sit down at all, and he is happy to stand beside Cheng Cheng, watching her gobble up, sometimes serving her soup and rice, and sometimes handing her a napkin.

Zuo Yu was not so lucky, she sat on another table in a regular manner, obediently faced Chen Rong face to face, and listened to her detail Cheng Cheng's amazing performance this week.

While Nuonuo nodded, Zuo Yu was actually wandering in the air like a fish.

I have to say, I have to say, I have to say that her life is really hard.

There is Shi Lan in the Public Security Bureau, whose face is full of dryness every day;

At home, Gu Yu occasionally hits his face with a book;

And the most beloved classmate Zhang Xin, not to mention, every time I see him, I have to crush him with the wisdom to pierce all my wretched thoughts;

Unexpectedly, even in this quiet and beautiful campus, I still have to be taught by strange teachers.

It is agreed that my fate is up to me.

In fact, this kind of unfortunate coincidence like serial killing has been encountered by everyone more or less, and Zuo Yu, as the leader of it, is even more sad.

Every time she was hit by fate, she was extremely strong, thinking that once she became a serf one day, she must sing and eat hot pot, and choked fate by the throat to fight back.

However, the reality perfectly allowed her to personally interpret the vulgar philosophy that chicken soup is poisonous. She didn't know what fate was like for others.

But in her case, Destiny is actually a sumo wrestler at the yokozuna level, even if he is indestructible, he is so fat that he has no neck at all, so where can he strangle him?

Hmm... Zuo Yu silently endured the endless reprimands from Chen Rongtao. In fact, she had already used her consciousness to travel in outer space, so that she stared at the other party with a kind of obscene concentration.

Chen Rong had never been so rudely stared at by a student's parents, her face became hot for a while, and there was a little anger in her voice, "Miss Zuo?"

"Hmm, Mr. Chen, have we met somewhere?"

Chen Rong was just talking about the word quiz that day, and Cheng Cheng was the first student in the grade, but still handed in the glorious deeds of zero scores.

She first praised Cheng Cheng for being upright and upright who would rather have a zero score than plagiarism, and then euphemistically criticized the astonishing carelessness of spelling all thirty words wrong.

It can be said to be deeply affectionate, and every sentence is heart-warming, but this strange person in front of him is even better than their family's Cheng Cheng's distraction skills.

Teacher Xiao Chen furrowed his brows, showed the majesty of the classroom to frighten the naughty students, and changed the action of knocking on the blackboard to knocking on the table:

"Miss Zuo, Cheng Cheng is now in her third year of high school. The child's study is so important. You can not care about it, but you can't delay her future. This is a lifelong event."

Zuo Yu was not interested in what she said at all, blinked his eyes and suddenly realized something, and excitedly slapped the table.

This paw happened to slap on the back of Chen Rong's hand, and she was so shocked that she quickly stopped her hand in pain, and glared at Zuo Yu with wide round eyes.

"Hmph, let me tell you why you look so familiar. Secretary Chen, I didn't expect you to change jobs and come here to be a teacher after only a few days. The career span is quite large."

Recalling the "obstruction of appointments" encountered in Zhang's every time, Zuo Yu couldn't hide the anger in his heart, and got up angrily.

It's you, who remember my name wrong every time, hang up on my phone, and let me climb dozens of floors alone to see Zhang Xin.

Such an irresponsible secretary seemed to be killed by Zhang Xin.

Ah, it really is my little Xinxin, who has the wisdom to know people, has the scheming to employ others, and has the arrogance and courage to kill Chen Fu with tears.

Thinking of this, Zuo Yu was moved by his reasoning, stood up and walked towards the table where Cheng Cheng was sitting.

A large bucket of meatball soup, plus two drawers of siu mai, has now been swept away by Cheng Cheng.

Zuo Yu picked up the huge soup bucket, picked up Cheng Cheng's collar, and threw a loyal look at Cheng An'an, "Good brother, let's go", before turning around and saying goodbye to Chen Rong:

"As for the study, I will go back and urge her, so I won't bother Teacher Chen. Goodbye!"

"Hey?"

Chen Rong went in at a loss, and stood up from her seat, trying to stop them, "You can't leave yet, Cheng Cheng still has evening self-study to do in the evening."

Is it an evening class? It doesn't matter. I have better ways to let her improve her academic performance.

Zuo Yu didn't look back, dragged the two left and right, and walked out of the cafeteria in high spirits.

During the period, I was only stopped by the uncle who was in charge of cleaning up the leftover vegetable table at the door, and stopped once, because the uncle angrily asked them to leave the stainless steel bowl belonging to the cafeteria.

The three of them got into Cheng An'an's brand new luxury car. Zuo Yu held the steering wheel and turned to Cheng Cheng with the most touching temptation:

"Eight is the English teacher. Cheng Cheng, you will use your academic performance to surprise her in the future. I will teach you to recite words tonight. Remember a thousand and reward her with a drawer of buns."

Cheng Cheng was still stupid, but Cheng Anan angrily stood up for justice and drew his sword to help, "It takes a thousand buns to draw buns, Zuo Yu, are you bullying us because we are not good at math? You are cruel, you are ruthless, you are a tyrant."

Zuo Yu's narrow-mindedness in retaliating against Chen Fu played a role, and he generously gave in, "Then tell me, what's the matter?"

Cheng Anan pondered for a moment and immediately said, "I just want to ask, can I add duck legs? Cheng Cheng really likes to eat."

Zuo Yu nodded, "Okay, this is my last compromise. Seeing that unemployment is imminent, Bureau Guo is ready to stop my salary."

One thousand words for a cage of meat buns and a duck leg.Cheng Cheng looked at the silver gray sky through the sunroof of the car. It was the first time he felt the sadness of homesickness after being in the mortal world for so long.

Friends of the immortals, help me.

Zuo Yu had already started the car at this time, and arranged for Cheng Cheng to recite the words as a reward. His blood surged in his heart, and the strength of his grip on the steering wheel was different. There was almost a wonderful picture of Cheng Cheng being trained as an academician of the Academy of Sciences in front of him.

Ah, that journey like the sea of ​​stars crushed Chen Fu's literary master.

Since being suspended by Guo Kean, Zuo Yu recovered from indulgence, numbness and self-pity, and felt elated for the first time.

It feels transcendent, and the driving style becomes extraordinarily chic. After driving out of the urban area, I completely let go of myself. When passing by the city’s most outstanding nail house—a thousand-year-old locust tree in the outer ring, I rubbed along the bark in a thrilling manner. Pass.

Cheng Cheng, who was sleeping soundly leaning against the back seat, was awakened many times by the sudden bump.

As for Cheng An'an, he has had an almost prejudiced admiration for the police profession since he was a child. No matter whether Zuo Yu's technique is driving a tank or a spaceship, in his eyes, he is all handsome and advanced skills. The face is unclear and the face is acting as a fan.

Fortunately, the police officer Zuo was not dazzled by the power of fans, wiped off his cold sweat and decided to drive in a well-behaved manner.

However, the so-called tree wants to be calm and the wind keeps on, at this moment, a red Q5 that appeared out of nowhere, suddenly overtook from the side, moved coquettishly and got stuck in front of Zuo Yu and the others.

Without careful observation, Zuo Yu immediately judged that the driving style of the Q5 driver was very similar to his own, both of which were seriously ill and incurable.

I saw that it braked suddenly at times, swayed from side to side at times, and the speed and turning were all controlled just right, with one purpose, to get stuck in front of Zuo Yu, before she vomited three liters of blood and hit the steering wheel with her head.

Zuo Yu's proud little heart didn't pay attention to such vulgar provocations at all, mobilized all his energy, and tried to overtake to avenge his shame.

However, the skill index of the Q5 driver should not be underestimated. It is almost on par with its nerve index. Zuo Yu tried several times, but was easily blocked, and almost had close contact with the Q5's buttocks.

Cheng Cheng didn't know why at the beginning, but she immediately saw the clue from Zuo Yu's expression of hatred for the driver's seat. After sighing with emotion, the sharp-eyed she discovered a new humiliation for Zuo Yu:

"Persimmons can be tolerated, you have to eat them when they are ripe!"

Cheng Cheng patted the back of Zuo Yu's seat fiercely, pointed at Q5 with trembling fingers, "She even made a thumbs down gesture towards you, the contempt is quite obvious."

Zuo Yu frowned, staring at the eye with red nail polish, full of anger.

Immediately preparing to accelerate, however, the red car body in front suddenly shook, the brake lights flashed twice, and the car flicked to a stop.

At the critical moment, Zuo Yu's extraordinary reaction nerves played a life-saving role. They finally stopped very close to Q5, and no one was injured.

Really, we must go and find out who the driver is, dangerous driving, be caught by me.

Zuo Yu completely ignored that he had also made a mistake, first stretched out his hand to open the car door and told An An to get out of the car to vomit, then walked towards the car in front with his head held high.