Poor Students

My heart did shake for a moment, but that little shaking wasn't enough to disorient me.

After Chu Hao left, I visited Father Chu again without telling him, and had a detailed talk.

I took out the report card I copied from Mr. Zhang, drew his performance curve for this semester, and told him with regret that if Chu Hao was not a genius, it would be difficult to sprint to the first line in the last few months, let alone pass the exam. 985 or 211 colleges and universities.

"But," I said sincerely, "his physical condition is very good, far above average, and once he has qualified as a sports student, there is still hope."

Father Chu leaned back on the back of the chair: "What Teacher Lu means is, let me spend some money to find some connections, and give him the name of a special student."

I said implicitly: "I just don't think there is only one way to go to college."

Chu's father said: "Mr. Lu, I have always believed that life is not the only way to go to university. I don't care about Chu Hao's studies. As you can see, his mother and I have divorced a long time ago, and no one cares about him. He, I originally expected him to graduate from high school smoothly, don't make any fools..." He paused, and smiled at me, "For example, not every woman can be as good as his mother when he fucks girls' bellies. Lucky."

"..."

I pretended not to understand the message in his words, and stared at the table.

Father Chu sat up straight: "I've read Chu Hao's volunteer letter, and to be honest, I think what he wrote is a fairy tale, but as a father, you should encourage your children to dream anyway, right? I'm curious why Teacher Lu followed Work hard, his grades don't affect your admission rate statistics."

"Because I like him very much..."

I tapped my hand on my leg and slowly raised my gaze.

"He was my favorite student."

Father Chu let out a hearty laugh: "You can't say that to that kid, he's so awkward that he's going to die. When he was a child, his aunt said she liked him, but he left him in the cold for three whole days."

I laughed too.

In Chu's father's eyes, "like" is what the teacher likes for the students. Only I understand what those two words mean and how important they are.

Father Chu laughed, thought for a long time, and finally said that he would consider it.

Before I left, I solemnly emphasized: "Please don't ignore the possibility of Chu Hao."

When I walked out the door, I exhaled slowly before wiping off the cold sweat from my palms on my trouser legs.

I promised Chu Hao that I would teach him about adult affairs, and adult affairs are not just about sex and love.

I contacted a classmate who was a postgraduate student at T University to help me find out, and he told me that the number of spots for recruitment has long been reserved internally.

I said regretfully, "Really?"

He said: "Your students are too stubborn. There are so many key universities in this city, why do you have to go to T university? Besides, if you have to, it's not a big deal to repeat a year."

I was struck by the word "re-reading", maybe Chu Hao's re-reading could be assigned to my class, but soon I killed this idea myself, I don't want to see the legendary evolution of Chu Hao's repeated grades come true.

I said, "I'll think of a way."

My classmate laughed at me and said, "You're being too lenient. When you were studying, you said you wanted to choose a sub-subject teacher, and you would make soy sauce every day, but you changed your mind within two years."

"Perhaps," I said, "I owe you a favor to treat you to dinner another day."

After hanging up the phone, I kicked the stones next to my feet.

On the teacher's level?There should be some more or less.

There are many girls in the liberal arts class I teach, most of them are well-behaved and sensible, and occasionally one or two lively and active ones are not out of line. The dean took this into consideration, and then handed over the relatively easy-to-lead class to me, a newcomer.

There is no one who is not tired as a class teacher, relatively speaking, I should be the most relaxed one.

teacher... lover...

I raised my head, rubbed my stiff neck, and hoped that the next few months would go faster, and then faster, until the relationship between me and Chu Hao was no longer complicated and difficult to distinguish.

The end of the third year of high school was accompanied by cicadas. I sometimes heard the sound of playfulness from the playground between lectures. I ordered the students to close the windows, but I smiled knowingly. Youth will never be suppressed by schoolwork. Got dead.

In order to avoid the scorching heat, I often take a long detour, pass through the administrative building with the back sun, and then go to the school gate to pick up the mail.Today I was walking in the cool corridor as usual, when a call came from behind me.

"Teacher Lu!"

I stopped and turned around. Unexpectedly, the person who stopped me was Lin Jie.

He hurried up and walked side by side with me.

"Great, I was looking for you."

I asked calmly, "What's the matter." At the same time, I became vigilant, because his attitude was too different from the first meeting.

Lin Jie turned his head: "There are some things I want to ask Teacher Lu. I think since the teacher can care about the students regardless of class, it doesn't matter what grade they are in."

I was offended by the sarcasm implied in his words, and I tried to maintain my adult demeanor so that my tone was not too cold.

"Then we have to find out what the problem is. After all, I'm not a psychology teacher."

Lin Jie said without hesitation: "It has something to do with Chu Hao."

I was slightly surprised: "You haven't given up yet?"

He answered my question with a firm look.

"I'm very grateful that the teacher didn't publicize it," Lin Jie said, "Please don't get me wrong that I'm afraid, I'm just worried that it will cause trouble to senior Chu Hao."

I don't speak, the starting point of my consideration is naturally Chu Hao, if it were any other student, I'm afraid I would have talked to the parents long ago.

Lin Jie continued: "Teacher, let me ask you, how can I get the attention of Senior Chu Hao?"

I was stunned for a moment: "You ask me?"

"I think only a teacher can answer my question," he said affirmatively.

"Why?" I asked.

There was sincere confusion in Lin Jie's eyes: "Don't you know, teacher, that Senior Chu Hao's eyes will always be on you?"

I'm at a loss for words again.

Of course I know, but no one else can.

Seeing that I was silent, Lin Jie said anxiously, "It's better to be rejected than to be treated as a transparent person." After speaking, he muttered in a low voice, "If I can, I don't want to ask you for help."

"I don't know," I said, "probably the older teacher will attract his attention more than the ignorant junior."

Lin Jie opened his mouth unconvinced: "I..."

I interrupted him: "Teacher has something to do, let's talk about Lin next time."

At the end of the long corridor, I pushed open the glass door, and the hot air rushed in. I smiled at Lin Jie who was full of resignation, and stepped into the scorching sunlight.

Showing my sense of superiority in front of a student who is eight years younger than me is really childish of me.

I really want to reflect like this, but the fact is that the corners of my mouth are raised, my steps are brisk, and my mood is more carefree than before.

Being jealous is what children do, what adults do is always trying to beat their opponents.

I didn't keep the matter about Lin Jie as a secret, I told Chu Hao everything in detail, and it was the best way to coax him.

He really thought I was jealous, immediately tore away the illusion of serious study, put his pillow on my lap, wrapped his arms around my waist and did not let go.

"My love for the teacher is infinite, what should I do if I can't increase it?"

I pinched his ear: "Cold salad."

He arched my stomach and said, "My dad was on a business trip for half a month, and the teacher let me live in, okay? I promise I won't mess around."

I smiled at first, then my heart tightened.

"Business trip for half a month?"

"His job is unstable, and it's not surprising that he travels for half a year."

I tentatively asked, "What didn't your father tell you before he left?"

"He doesn't care if I eat well or sleep comfortably."

"It's not about life, what about other aspects?"

Chu Hao thought for a while, and then said with a drawn out tone, "Oh—it's about the sports student."

I nodded hurriedly.

He deliberately evaded the important point and said lightly: "If the teacher praised me for my good figure in person, I would be happier."

I tugged on his ear silently.

"It hurts!"

Chu Hao pressed my hand and raised his head: "Teacher kisses me once and I'll tell."

I saw that he didn't cry when he saw the coffin, so I stood up abruptly, but he was caught off guard, and a bone rolled from me onto the carpet.

"Teacher is so cruel." Chu Hao grabbed my trousers and put on a pitiful expression.

I glanced coldly and started to count down: "One, two..."

"I said it's not enough."

I sat down on the sofa again, Chu Hao didn't get up, and lay on the carpet contentedly, scratching my ankle.

"No, my dad asked a few people. If I had taken the national second-level athlete test earlier, I might have a chance. It's too late to think about it now."

My disappointment is beyond words.

Strangely, Chu Hao seemed happier seeing me getting more frustrated, and he asked, "Does the teacher think I must fail the exam?"

I didn't dare to give him false hopes, and chose the truth: "Nine times out of ten it won't work, I'm sorry."

"Isn't it okay to have three copies?"

"Three books..."

I stopped in the middle of my sentence. The three colleges of T University are located in the main campus, next to the old teaching building, which is no different from one college in terms of distance.

Seeing the subdued smile on the corner of his mouth, I suddenly understood that it was me who was always digging into a corner.

I was suddenly angry and funny: "You, you don't have any pursuit."

He propped up his upper body and greeted my kiss.

"No, what I've been after has always been the teacher's favor."

My fingers caressed Chu Hao's fine-textured back, rubbing sparks of desire, and my lips lingered next to his ears, spit out seductive flower buds.

"Go to bed..."

There was a smirk on the corner of his mouth, he grabbed my arm with one hand, and pulled it down hard, and I fell on him without any resistance.

"Don't the teacher think the bed is too small?"

The outline of his side face was tinged with eroticism, and every look in his eyes was full of demagogic power.I knelt on his chest, my eyes lingered on his face, the thick eyebrows raised, the bridge of the nose high, the lips light-colored...

All the places I have been in close contact with have attracted me like a magnet.

He stared at me with the same burning eyes, and the air gradually heated up under our gaze, making our faces flushed and our breathing short.

"Hurry up." I whispered.

Chu Hao untied my belt but was not in a hurry to take off the trousers. Instead, he rubbed my buttocks vigorously through the thin underwear, and then pulled up the edge of the underwear, which made my swollen lower body ache, and I was a little helpless. The taste of speech.

I leaned over and bit his lip: "Where did you learn the bad stuff?"

"When I don't have a teacher, I rely on videos to soothe myself."

"No wonder my grades are so poor, I'm so focused on crooked ideas... I can't do without some punishment."

Chu Hao approached me confidently: "What are you going to punish me for?"

"Punish you to serve me with your body."

After finishing speaking, I let myself indulge in his dense and deep kiss.

The stiff object was pressed against me, shaking restlessly, the other two messy hands picked up the hem of my clothes, and then he stretched his head into my clothes, his lips slid against his stomach to his chest, He grabbed my trembling breast in one bite.

"Easy... light..."

I really felt the rush of blood, and I couldn't tell whether I wanted to punish him or reward him, and I heard him clacking on my chest like a newborn baby.

I hugged his head and watched him extend a hand to caress my object.

Chu Hao's muffled voice came from under the shirt: "Teacher, have I studied well?"

I laughed and scolded him: "I don't learn well."

After the naked entanglement, we were covered in hot sweat. I lay on the carpet and slowly regained my senses, urging Chu Hao to take a bath first and let out the hot water.

"Teacher." Not long after he entered, he called through the door panel.

I lazily asked: "What's wrong?"

"The shampoo is used up," Chu Hao said, "Teacher, help me get a new one."

"I remember quite a lot." I muttered, opened the door of the bathroom, and what came straight into my eyes was his bare back with his back facing me, his bronzed skin seemed to be misty under the steam... The drops of water that hadn't been wiped off slowly slid down the smooth back to the buttocks, and one of the drops even sank into the depression and disappeared.

Chu Hao turned his head, his wet hair was pushed back by him, and an intoxicating blush appeared on his steaming cheeks.This body makes my mouth dry no matter how many times I look at it.

In the misty water vapor, he bullied himself and pressed on me. When I realized that Chu Hao's nose was touching my own, my head became more and more dizzy, and I had completely melted into Chu Hao's breath.

"Teacher, come again..."

He sucked deeply on my shoulder, leaving a row of dark marks.

I grabbed his wet hair, took a steady breath, and uttered two words: "Dream."

After finally taking a shower for both of us, I dug out the hair dryer that I hadn’t used for a long time at home, and dried his wet hair.

Chu Hao squinted his eyes, enjoying my service comfortably, and still complained: "Teacher is so cold to me these days."

"Have it?"

"I can't see anyone at school anymore, teacher, you are not avoiding me on purpose, are you?"

"is it?"

I answered casually, and glanced at Chu Hao's open legs, blushing uncontrollably. It is undeniable that deep in my heart I also yearn for that kind of intimate contact.

Speaking of this, Chu Hao became angry: "I took off all my clothes, but the teacher actually locked me in the bathroom with his eyes closed!"

I turned up the air volume of the hair dryer to drown out his distraught voice.

My old waist can't take it anymore if I let him go like this.

At the end of the day, I found Chu Hao's suitcase on the balcony, a big orange suitcase with square corners exposed behind the potted plants.

"It's good to cut first and then play."

I glanced at someone kneeling on the couch consciously.

He said, "I'll take it back if the teacher doesn't want it," but his face was full of prayers.

I looked at him for a long while, and I was defeated. It would be better to say that I had nothing to struggle after I retreated steadily under his offensive.

I sighed: "Move back before your father comes back."

Chu Hao jumped up from the sofa, ran over three steps at a time and picked me up high.

"Great!"

Embarrassed, I patted his shoulder uncomfortably: "Put me down quickly."

He hugged me and turned around in a circle before slowly putting me down.

I suddenly thought of Yu Qianqian who was jumping up in my office, and couldn't help laughing out loud.

Chu Hao looked at me curiously: "Why are you laughing, teacher?"

I said, "I laughed at you for being tall and burly, but you're actually just a middle school student."

"I was originally a middle school student," he held me in his arms, "Teacher, you can't look down on me."

"Who dares to look down on you, how capable you are."

I poked his chest, smelled the familiar fragrance of body wash, and pillowed on his shoulder.

Chu Hao filled my small bachelor apartment with his clothes at the fastest speed, as if he didn't move in temporarily but had lived there for a long time. I have reason to believe that he planned it for a long time.

"Is your father really on a business trip?" I asked him lying on the bed.

"Of course, teacher, don't you believe me?"

"I choose to keep my opinion."

Chu Hao raised his head and grabbed my bed sheet, complaining: "Teacher, the floor is so hard, it makes me uncomfortable."

I ignored his misery: "I have spread two layers of quilts, so it is impossible to panic."

He lay down on the edge of the bed and hooked my hand: "The teacher asked me to go to bed."

"No," I withdrew my hand, "Firstly, it's too crowded, and secondly, who knows if you will take off my pants in the middle of the night."

He raised his palms up: "I promise I won't do it again, and sleep well."

I said, "If you don't want to sleep on the floor, you can go home anytime."

He stopped talking, and fell back on the quilt dejectedly.

I closed my eyes, lay down for a while, and whispered, "Chu Hao."

"teacher!"

The people on the ground jumped and turned over one after another and squeezed to my side.

"Can't sleep?"

"I can sleep," I opened one eye, "Go down."

"Oh……"

Chu Hao sat cross-legged on his "new bed" listlessly, and didn't sleep anymore, just staring at my face.

I endured his piercing gaze and said, "If you can't sleep, I have something for you. It's in my bag."

After a rustle of rummaging, his voice became excited: "Will the teacher finally give me the room key?" Ever since he locked Chu Hao in the living room to do his homework a few times, he began to ask for it. my bedroom key.

"You are so beautiful," I said, "it's a bicycle key. I haven't ridden it for a long time. You can wipe it when you go back, and it should work after a while."

"Where should I ride?" He asked puzzled.

"School."

"what?"

I then sat up and said, "Ah what, don't forget that your job is a senior high school student, and you will get up half an hour early every day and ride your bike to school."

He said reluctantly, "I want to go to school with the teacher."

"Teacher doesn't need to go to morning self-study." I waved to him, "Come here."

He came slowly.

I pinched his nose: "I will get up with you and make you breakfast so that you won't be hungry on the way."

He grinned and said, "I'm going to clean the car now."

I held him back speechlessly: "Sleep first."

Following the strength in my hand, he lay down on the bed, his hot body pressed against me.

"Don't you need to sleep on the floor?"

"Look at you, I'm making an exception today."

"teacher……"

"Ok?"

"like you."