Preliminary Discussion on the Transformation Method of Slag Attack

After Zhang Zhi explored every corner in the bedroom, and even knew where the underwear drawer was, Yang Ruoyu finally released him from the bedroom.

"Going away?" Zhang Zhi looked towards the door and sighed, "Undergraduate students? It's really noisy."

Yang Ruoyu didn't take it seriously, and smiled in a good mood: "What do you know, how energetic you are."

Zhang Zhi looked at him in disbelief: "You know what? Now you have a maternal radiance on your face!"

Yang Ruoyu couldn't help laughing: "Before, the school kept me because of my scientific research. I guess it was embarrassing. I have never been assigned a job as a head teacher, but I feel good about being a class teacher this time. I will apply for a freshman class teacher next semester. "

"Why?" Zhang Zhi was puzzled.

Yang Ruoyu replied earnestly: "It's good to communicate with the students like this. It's more in-depth, and it's also a completely different perspective from the teacher. I think this is more like a teacher... If you just go to class, after a semester, the students can't remember many names. indivual."

Zhang Zhi nodded to express his comprehension, and couldn't help feeling: "Xiaoyu, this career is really suitable for you, and it allows you to maintain your...pureness. Look at me, I've been in business for a long time, and I almost can't remember it." What can have nothing to do with money."

Yang Ruoyu smiled: "People will change to adapt to the environment. Look at those students just now. They are not yet 20 years old. They have just been admitted to a prestigious school and became class leaders. How high-spirited! They feel alike...Of course, I mean before I met you."

The last sentence made Zhang Zhi stare straight at the sky, and hurriedly changed the subject: "By the way, are teachers living in your family building? Why do you keep seeing several students coming in and out of your house?"

After hearing this, Yang Ruoyu complained: "Don't mention it, these houses are small-property houses. If the faculty and staff buy the right to use, the school has no right to interfere. Many teachers bought houses outside the school and rented them out. It is given to the students, and they are often replaced, and some students are particularly noisy."

"Is that so? Then we have to find a way?" Zhang Zhi said casually.

Yang Ruoyu shrugged and didn't take it seriously, turned around and brought out a bowl of soup in the kitchen: "Why don't you?"

Zhang Zhi couldn't believe his eyes:

"what is this?"

"Tremella and lotus seed soup, haven't you ever drank it?!" Yang Ruoyu looked at him like an idiot.

"No..." Zhang Zhi rarely stuttered, "I didn't expect you to make this for me..."

Yang Ruoyu immediately dismissed it: "Don't, I didn't make this for you. It's what I want to drink when the sky is too dry. I'll just serve you a bowl by the way. Don't worry about being moved."

Zhang Zhi stared at the bowl of soup for a while, then picked it up almost reverently, and tasted it in small sips.

Yang Ruoyu came out with another bowl while nagging: "But you are too. Yangcheng is so dry in spring, so you have to pay attention to it. The reason why Cantonese people cook all kinds of soup for generations is due to the climate, which is scientific! We outsiders have to do as the Romans do, look at your dry lips, and don’t know how to control them.”

Zhang Zhi scooped up the white fungus with a spoon and ate it happily, "Isn't Teacher Yang taking care of this for me?"

Yang Ruoyu gave him a blank look: "I'm too lazy to care about it!" Then he criticized the education, "Really, you haven't been here for a long time, you may not feel it, but after staying for a year or two, you will know that you will be very hot and humid. .”

Zhang Zhi nodded, humbly taught, raised his head and drank the last sip of soup, the warm soup slid into his stomach, bringing a strong warmth to the stomach, even his heart felt warm, somehow Yes, for the first time in my life, the word "a lifetime" that I thought had nothing to do with me popped out of my heart...

I don't know if Teacher Yang's earnest words played a role. When Zhang Zhi got in touch with friends in Guangdong later, he really asked them for some common sense about food supplements, and they all felt that it was very reasonable.After living for more than 30 years, I suddenly discovered that food is not only used to satisfy appetite and taste, it can be said to be amazing.

So Zhang Zhi began to consciously reduce eating spicy and fried food, became interested in all foods made of yam, and began to pay attention to the effects of various soups whose names are too long to remember-of course, it is very important to do so. The extent is to please Teacher Yang.I have to say that this approach is still very effective. For example, when they went out to eat together again, Mr. Zhang ordered a case of stewed pork bones with chicken bones and grass for Mr. Yang who was a little angry recently, and he got a look of approval.

During this time, Jiang Chen was preparing for the mid-term assessment of his dissertation, and he was very busy. He hadn't played with Teacher Yang for a long time, and naturally he didn't have time to think about Xu Bingyan. He thought this was a very good sign.

But it turns out that Jiang Chen's sixth sense is very inaccurate. Not one day later, he got a lot of homework from the boss. Just when he walked downstairs to the dormitory after all the hard work, he saw Xu Bingyan with the things in his arms. Almost didn't spill it.

"Bingyan?" Jiang Chen smiled at him, sarcastically saying in his heart, finally knowing where my dormitory is is an improvement.

"Achen, let's talk." Xu Bingyan took a step forward, closing the distance between the two, and said in a low voice.

Jiang Chen took a step back without any trace, still smiling, and asked as if genuinely curious: "What are you talking about?"

"Talk about us..." Xu Bingyan insisted.

"Us?" Jiang Chen began to have a headache, "What else do we need to talk about?"

Xu Bingyan hesitated and refused to speak.

Here it is again, Jiang Chen sighed, and said again: "Didn't we talk about it before? ... I still have classmates in my dormitory, so I won't invite you to sit up. I’m quite tired from reading, let’s go up first!” As he spoke, he lifted up the documents in his arms, and was about to turn around...

Unexpectedly, Xu Bingyan hugged those things, and moved a little too quickly, almost tripping Jiang Chen.

"I'll take it up for you." Xu Bingyan said looking at Jiang Chen's staring eyes.

"No need! What did the classmate say?" Jiang Chen stretched out his hand and tried to get back the materials. Although his tone was still kind, it began to have a sense of intolerance.

However, Xu Bingyan was unmoved, turned sideways to avoid Jiang Chen's hand, and slowly spit out a few words: "Talk to me... Please..."

Now Jiang Chen's eyeballs almost popped out... Please? !Xu Bingyan is begging him? !Jiang Chen almost pinched his thigh to see if he was dreaming—what's the situation?

"My car is over there. I'll help you send the materials up first, and then let's find a place where we can talk, okay?" Xu Bingyan continued.

With a requesting tone again, Jiang Chen was immediately stunned, and led him back to the dormitory in a daze—fortunately, his roommate hadn’t come back yet—then followed him downstairs in a daze, and sat in the passenger seat...

"Bingyan, what exactly are you going to talk about?" Jiang Chen belched and asked unbearably.

They have been sitting in this tea restaurant for almost an hour, and the coffee, cake and fruit salad he ordered have all been eaten, and Xu Bingyan is still focusing on stroking his cup of black tea that has already cooled down, without saying a word.

"...I..." Xu Bingyan seemed to be forced by him to make up his mind, and finally said, "You, can't you move back?"

Jiang Chen tilted his head to look at him, and said gently: "Didn't I already find a nanny for you? At that time, you said that you were quite satisfied with using it. What's the matter? You don't think it's suitable?"

Xu Bingyan shook his head.

"...That means Yu Zheng hasn't obtained the right to live in your house?" Jiang Chen guessed.

"Yu Zheng is just my cousin, there can't be anything else." Xu Bingyan replied quickly this time.

"Oh..." Jiang Chen probably understood the problem - the person is not suitable, and the desire is dissatisfied... "Why don't I help you find a good one? I'm afraid it's not so easy to find someone who is sincerely giving. Warm the bed... "

"Ah Chen! You know I didn't mean that!" Xu Bingyan interrupted him, his tone a bit hard.

Jiang Chen shut his mouth and looked at him obediently, as if saying, what do you mean?

Xu Bingyan tried again, and finally spoke slowly: "Ah Chen, I've thought it through... What I'm not used to is not your service, your concern...just you."

"Me? Me what?" Jiang Chen didn't understand for a while.

"You..." Xu Bingyan explained, "I'm not used to living without you."

……

A hundred crows fly by...

Nani? !Jiang Chen felt that his brain was not enough. This is... a confession, isn't it? !No no no! "Habit"!Pay attention to the words people use, what they say is: Xi!used!

Jiang Chen finally regained his sanity slowly, returned to his normal expression, moved his facial muscles that seemed to have been struck by lightning, and said, "It's okay, I will get used to it slowly."

Now Xu Bingyan seemed to be struck by lightning.

"It's just a habit!" Jiang Chen explained persuasively, "It's really not easy to change the habit of so many years. Although the nanny can cook the same meal as me, and the assistant can take care of you like I do, but in the end At least their looks, voices, etc. cannot be the same as mine. It is normal to have an adaptation period. But," Jiang Chen folded his arms and said solemnly, "As long as it is simply a matter of habit, it is not a matter of principle. As time goes by, it will get better."

"I'm not..." Xu Bingyan hesitated to speak.

"I know," Jiang Chen was still smiling, as if he was explaining to a child why he couldn't take him to the park, "I've been with you for so many years, and I've been a slut and shameless guy, and now it's hard for you to accept my sudden departure. Such a situation can easily give you the illusion that you must be me, but it is really just an illusion-time will tell you the truth. Really, as for why I am so sure-think about your attitude towards me in the past eight years Just know."

Jiang Chen touched his face to hide the sadness that could not be concealed on his face, and continued: "Of course, this is my fault, if I hadn't provoked you for so many years, I wouldn't have made you so uncomfortable during this time... If you want to accuse me, I have nothing to say, and it’s not impossible to make compensation—but, I hope you don’t care about it because I have taken care of you for so many years. !"

Jiang Chen felt that he couldn't go on talking anymore, and he was afraid that his emotions would collapse, so he was about to wave to the waiter to pay the bill, but Xu Bingyan held down his hand—his hands were still so cold—in this almost hot May— —It was so cold that Jiang Chen was startled.

"Don't go..." Xu Bingyan's voice sounded hoarse, "Achen...I love you..."

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