The President Mistook Him For A Canary!

Ying Tongchen was woken up by the noise outside. He sat up, put on his pants and went outside, and saw Meng Gong and Zhen Mingxin besieging Zhuoshu, but they couldn't win.

"What are you doing?"

Meng Gong seemed to have found a savior, and quickly said: "You came just in time, this man is too much! Fire, our fire!"

"What happened to the fire?"

"He's gone!" Zhen Mingxin said quickly.

Ying Tongchen walked over and took a look at the ashes on the ground, then turned to look at Zhuo Shu.

In a blink of an eye, Zhuo Shu thought of Zhen Mingxin's "36 Strategies", and immediately put on an aggrieved look: "I don't know what happened, just now a gust of wind blew and the fire disappeared, so they insisted on saying that I did it." No. Yingying, you have to help me, they will bully me while you are not around, hey QAQ"

Ying Tongchen looked at the two of them coolly.

Zhen Mingxin:?

Zhen Mingxin looked at Zhuoshu as if he had seen a ghost. What does it mean to teach an apprentice to starve to death as a master? This is it!

"Is it fire?" Ying Tongchen asked.

"En." Zhen Mingxin nodded like a chicken pecking at rice.

Ying Tongchen took out a lighter and ignited it within seconds.

Meng Gong: "..."

Zhen Mingxin: "..."

Zhuo Shu was escorted back by Ying Tongchen like a cub, staring at him blankly for a while, feeling ecstatic in his heart.

The method that Teacher Zhen said really worked!

Ying Tongchen returned to the tent, and under the light, bent down to check the stitching of the trousers carefully. The stitches looked like a twisted centipede... This pair of trousers was no longer acceptable.

"These trousers..." Ying Tongchen had just started talking when someone wrapped his arms around his waist.

He turned his head and asked, "What's the matter?"

"It's nothing." Zhuo Shu hugged him and inhaled a few mouthfuls of fairy energy, and suddenly felt that the cold weather was starting to warm up, and said with a chuckle, "It feels so good to have a boyfriend."

Ying Tongchen was silent for a moment, recalled what happened just now, and asked: "The fire was really blown out by the wind?"

Zhuo Shu pursed his lips, and said with a smile: "You clearly suspect that I did it, but are you still going to trust me first?"

Ying Tongchen moved his fingers slightly, touched the "centipede" on his pants intentionally or unintentionally, turned around and looked at him helplessly.

Zhuo Shu supported his shoulders with both hands, and said with a smile, "Since you trust me so much, then I'll tell you, I did it."

Ying Tongchen: "..."

"Oh, what did you just say, what's wrong with your pants?" Zhuo Shu looked down at the result display, frowned, and said awkwardly, "Go back and buy a new pair."

"No need, if you don't go out, you can wear a string." Ying Tongchen said vaguely, "Okay, go and help cook the noodles."

Zhuo Shu watched him run out in a hurry, and before he had time to ask questions, he had already followed him.

Meng Gong was cooking noodles in the pot.

Ying Tongchen squatted beside him to help, and said, "I was sorry just now."

"Hey, what a big deal." Meng Gong smiled, "You just woke up, and you don't know the cause and effect, so of course you should help the person first."

Should be the same as the dust but laugh without saying a word.

Seeing that there was no one around, Meng Gong asked in a low voice, "How is he? Do you have any plans for a long-term relationship?"

After Ying Tongchen finished adding firewood, he suddenly said: "I resign."

Meng Gong paused: "Huh? What do you mean? Which job did you resign from?"

"Teacher." Ying Tongchen sat down beside him, looking up at the sky, "I will not be Teacher Ying anymore."

"You are finally willing to resign." Meng Gong thought for a while, and suddenly realized that his resignation might not be because he felt tired, but...

"It's good to resign, I thought you were too tired from running around." Meng Gong calmly comforted, "I said earlier, if you concentrate on the studio, you will earn more than you do now, and you will be down-to-earth in the future." Just do what you like."

"It seems good to be a teacher." The corner of Ying Tongchen's mouth curled up. Seeing that he wanted to reprimand him again, he quickly blocked his words, "Well, I know, it's not suitable for dating, and I don't want to keep hiding it."

"You can't have both, just choose what you want the most." After Meng Gong finished speaking, he turned his head and glanced at Zhuo Shu who was standing in the distance, "Does he know about this?"

"I'm about to tell him." Ying Tongchen looked back along the line of sight, and saw Zhuo Shu and Zhen Mingxin standing in the corner, discussing something furtively, and let out a low laugh from time to time.

Ying Tongchen and Meng Gong's expressions darkened.

Zhuo Shu didn't realize that the eyes of death were firing rounds behind him, and he was still asking Zhen Mingxin for advice on the "36 tricks".

"Teacher Zhen, if you teach me again, do you have any other plans?"

Zhen Mingxin closed his eyes and meditated: "Of course there are, but I only know those few tricks in my life, and I leave them all to you."

Zhuo Shu couldn't help being disappointed: "Then I've already graduated from the teacher."

"Wait, I remembered." Zhen Mingxin suddenly opened his eyes, "You may have forgotten my real identity, but I am a [-]-line actor who can't be found in the crowd even with a lantern!"

Zhuo Shu: "Oh."

"Based on my experience of reading countless films, there are three types of men who are the most popular." Zhen Mingxin snapped his fingers.

Zhuoshu wanted to know: "Which three kinds?"

"There is such a kind of man, they are so poor and desolate, but they have unwavering beliefs and dreams. Even such a salty fish, when meeting a woman he loves, will not hesitate to call out -"

Zhuo Shu: "Marry me?"

"I raised you!" Zhen Mingxin said, "Think about it, if you were this woman, would you be moved, would you want to cry?"

Zhuo Shu echoed, "I've been thinking about it for a long time."

"There is nothing in this world that can't be solved by just buying words! The target doesn't want to work hard, it doesn't matter, just say that I will support you! Of course, there is also a disadvantage. Although they gain love and money, they also lose their troubles."

Zhuo Shu: "...What about the second type?"

"The second type is the popular idol drama not long ago. This drama is based on the novel of the same name "Marriage: A Cold-hearted President Always Wants" and stars Leon the expired fried chicken."

Zhuo Shu: "I haven't seen it."

"Then you are wrong. Liu Li'ang is a walking aphrodisiac in this drama. His actions are not only domineering, but also domineering, and even domineering! I would like to call it the 'ceiling of the executive world'."

"..." Zhuo Shu was puzzled, "How overbearing is it?"

Zhen Mingxin acted while talking: "He pushed the weak and beautiful woman to the corner of the wall, the corners of his eyes were reddish, he gritted his teeth and said, 'Woman, do you want to escape? Did I allow you to escape?'"

Zhuo Shu: "...is there any more?"

"Of course there is, he will also force that weak and beautiful woman into a corner..." Zhen Mingxin propped his palm on the tree next to him, facing the air, and smiled charmingly: "Screaming husband, fate!" I'll give you all, huh?"

Don't underestimate this, um, um, there is a lingering sentimentality, eh, the breath of the president's abstinence and can't wait, eh, the audience's intracranial orgasm!

Zhuo Zhuo: Subway, the elderly, looking at the phone.jpg

Zhen Mingxin changed several positions facing the tree again: "Like this, then press down to the corner of the wall, red eyes, hoarse voice begging that weak and beautiful woman to come home..."

Zhuo Shu said painfully: "No, our president is very busy and doesn't have time to press the corner every day."

Zhen Mingxin: "You can also press the sofa, the car seat, and the corner of the bed!"

"..." Zhuo Shu's eyes lit up, "Wonderful."

"These are all trivial tricks." Zhen Mingxin said, "There are more fierce ones, do you want to hear them?"

Zhuo Shu said: "I would like to hear the details."

"Based on my years of experience in reading Xiaohuangwen, ahhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh.

"What attack?"

"Crazy criticism."

Touching the blind spot of knowledge, Zhuo Shu asked, "What kind of crazy method?"

"The mood is cloudy, the personality is unpredictable, the life experience is doomed to be miserable, the words are yin and yang, and the favorite thing to do is to kill and kill dogs and kill the whole family! If you are in a good mood, you will have five horses to add to the fun. If you are in a bad mood, you will kill nine clans and destroy the world. Have fun."

Zhuoshu: "..."

Zhen Mingxin: "Of all the things in the world, the only thing that can make him feel emotional is only one person. May I ask if such a werewolf fell in love with you, would you be moved?"

Zhuo Shu: "Don't dare to move, don't dare to move."

Prosperity, democracy, civilization and harmony...

Zhen Mingxin withdrew his red hand from patting the tree, and asked slowly, "Zhuo Wuji, how much do you remember from what I taught you?"

Zhuo Shu said: "Back to Teacher Zhen Sanfeng, I only remember most of it."

Zhen Mingxin touched the long beard that was not there: "What about now?"

Zhuo Shu: "There is already a small half left."

Zhen Mingxin said: "Then, what about now?"

Zhuo Shu said, "I've already forgotten everything!"

Zhen Mingxin: "Okay, you can go..."

Zhuo Shu went here!

Go eat noodles!

Even the clear soup with few noodles was scoured by the four big men, and everyone felt full.

After putting out the fire, they said good night to each other and went back to their respective tents.

After a brief wash, Ying Tongchen got into the sleeping bag, and Zhuo Shu picked him up and hugged him in his arms to keep warm.

After a moment of silence, Ying Tongchen said suddenly: "I have something to tell you."

Zhuo Shu asked, "What's the matter?"

Ying Tongchen pondered for a while, raised his head halfway, looked into his eyes, and said, "I've resigned, and I won't be a teacher anymore, nor will I be your sister's head teacher."

Zhuo Shu was taken aback, stared at him for a long time, and asked in a low voice, "Really?"

"Ah."

"When did this happen?"

"I just resigned in these two days, just as this semester is over." Ying Tongchen said, "I have finished this semester completely, and I have no regrets."

After a long time, Zhuo Shu kissed his lips: "Is it voluntary?"

"Yeah." Ying Tongchen nodded, even if the leaders didn't find out about the relationship, he probably wouldn't have worked for too long, "Lv Zongcai was pregnant a while ago, and there should be a lot of work in the studio, so I might not be able to take care of it. It’s better to let a more suitable teacher take them.”

Zhuo Shu touched his head, tilted his head and kissed his ear: "Well, Teacher Ying really has a cold face and a warm heart. He wasn't chatting with the students in the class just now."

"..."

"It's okay, I can't be a teacher, but I can be their friend." Zhuo Shu laughed softly, "I can also be Zhuo Zi's sister-in-law, how wonderful."

Ying Tongchen curled his lips, but the corners of his mouth curled up unobtrusively.

"If you resign, then resign." Zhuo Shu said, "In the future, I will support you."

"Boring." Ying Tongchen cursed with a smile, and reached out to hug him back.

Zhuoshu: "!"

Teacher Zhen is sincere and does not deceive me!

Occasionally a gust of cold wind passes through the mountains.

But can't break into the warm tent.

The breath is entangled, the ears are rubbed together, and the narrow space is suitable for do love.

Zhuo Shu's throat tightened, ready to go, and he put his hands on both sides of the opponent's head.

Ying Tongchen raised his head and kissed him, opened his eyes in confusion, and saw Zhuo Shu showing a sinister smile.

If he had read a lot of online articles, he would immediately understand that this smile, in technical terms, is - a wicked smile.

The next moment, Zhuo Shu pressed him to the corner of the tent, his eyes were reddish, and he said in a hoarse and low voice: "I'll give you my life, huh?"

Ying Tongchen: "..."

"Huh?" Zhuo Shu urged again, "Man, you've made me angry, so I have to come and put it down myself."

"Will you die if you don't talk nonsense?" Ying Tongchen clicked his tongue, grabbed him by the collar, pushed him down on his back, and leaned on him.

"Well, well." Zhuo Shu waved his hands in the air, and then landed firmly on his back.

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