Pure Love Guide ABO

To be honest, I almost agreed to Wei Qin's proposal after hearing it.

For him, the 400 yuan for two tickets is probably not more than the usual money for going out for a meal.But thinking of my grandpa, I suppressed this urge.

I suddenly understood the greatness of the heroines in the romance who are still unmoved after being bought by the hero with a huge sum of money-it is really exciting to get something for nothing.

Before Wei Qin invited me to eat ice cream, I haven't even considered this issue.But at that time, I regarded him as a friend, and if there were difficulties, I absolutely could not just sit idly by.

But now he doesn't want to be my friend, he wants to be my boyfriend.

I looked at Wei Qin, then glanced at the dormitory supervisor, and pulled him directly into the corridor of the dormitory.

I looked at him, and he also looked at me blankly, as if he didn't understand whether I agreed or not.

I couldn't help sighing.

"Wei Qin, is it really okay for you to spend so much money on outsiders?"

"Aren't I chasing you? It's only a few hundred yuan." Wei Qin blinked his eyes and said indifferently.

"I mean, if I like you because you always give me things, unconditionally, will you really be happy?"

I spoke slowly, trying to express my meaning clearly.

After hearing what I said, Wei Qin opened his mouth slightly, but did not speak.

"At least for me," I said softly, "it shouldn't be like this when liking someone."

After that conversation, Wei Qin never made a special trip to find me again.It's just that when I met in the dormitory building, I always looked at me blankly.

I think he should have stopped, so he continued to study hard.

Later, I called my grandfather several times, and he answered it himself.I asked a few words about my grandfather's cousin, but my grandfather's attitude was unexpectedly bad.

Just say leave her alone, she is far away and impossible to see.

Thinking of my aquarium, I was more or less disappointed, but when I thought that people should not have spent money for me, I was relieved.

After a few days like this, the results came down.

I did do better than ever before.But what I look forward to most is the Chinese score. As soon as the answer sheet was sent out, I hurriedly turned to the composition page, and found a big "45" on it.

Uh, although I passed, I didn't make it to fifty.I'm a little disappointed.

However, I believe that if I continue to work hard, I will succeed—thinking like this, I no longer expect to be praised in front of the whole class.

But that afternoon, when I was doing my homework in the self-study class, Yan Ling suddenly came over with the homework book and patted me, saying that Teacher Jiang was looking for me.

I was startled and stood up quickly.

Could it be that you want to praise me in private?

With an uneasy mood, I strode towards Mr. Jiang's office.As I was walking, I was beating my manuscript. If Teacher Jiang praised me, how should I answer more modestly.

When I walked to the door, I found that the door of the office was ajar, so I had to stand at the door and take a deep breath, then pushed the door open.

As soon as I opened the door, I saw Mr. Jiang standing by the filing cabinet looking for something.Not sitting and grading homework like I imagined.

"Hello, teacher." I was afraid that Teacher Jiang would not notice, so I said hello.

At the same time, I looked around and found that there was only Teacher Jiang in the office.

"Your grades have improved this time, especially in Chinese." Teacher Jiang said in a calm tone.

Didn't expect you to really praise me?

I quickly pretended to be modest, saying that Teacher Jiang taught me well.

Teacher Jiang nodded after listening.

"So you read the books you took back last time?"

I suddenly became nervous - I almost forgot about it!Leave the house motionless!

I can only whisper and read some.

It counts if you turn over the beginning and the end.

"I read your composition this time." Teacher Jiang took a dozen folders from the filing cabinet and held them in his arms. "Where did you hear about that person?"

I didn't expect Teacher Jiang to change the subject so quickly.After digesting for a few seconds, I realized that Mr. Jiang was talking about that "Qing Ye".But Mr. Jiang actually noticed my composition—it was exactly the same as I expected.

I said I saw it on the Internet.I accidentally found a collection of his poems called "Corpse Lover". Because of the weird name, I made a special trip to search for it.I dare not say that I have read the whole book.

Teacher Jiang was putting the folders into the cabinet one by one, but suddenly stopped when he heard this.He turned his back to me, I couldn't see the expression on his face, but I felt that he was indeed stiff because of my words.

Am I saying the wrong thing?I swallowed blankly and decided to shut up.

Fortunately, Mr. Jiang quickly finished putting away the folder and turned around with a normal expression.He buttoned his sleeves, picked up a stack of composition papers on the desk, and his Adam's apple moved slightly: "You really admire him so much?"

"You don't know him at all," Mr. Jiang said in a low voice, "he's just a guy who has exhausted his talents in the literary world."

"Don't read his articles in the future, it won't help you in any way."

I even slowed down my breathing for a while.

——Teacher Jiang called me here to scold Qing Ye?I never expected it.

"Jiang, Mr. Jiang, why do you say that?" I didn't understand, and I stammered, "I read his poems, they are really well written, and he also won the championship of the New Concept Composition Competition..."

As a result, after I finished speaking, Teacher Jiang's face became even more gloomy.He frowned and tapped his knuckles on the paper.

"That was an unremarkable competition. Since he wrote that collection of poems with mixed reviews, he has never created anything decent. You worship him because you don't know him." He said He walked past me quickly, shaking the leaves of the monstera on the table.

"Let's go back to the classroom for self-study."

Teacher Jiang pushed open the door.

At this moment, I finally became convinced that Mr. Jiang really only called me here to tell me that my idol is not worth mentioning.My mood suddenly became empty and sad.

"You're right, Teacher Jiang." I suddenly raised my voice and shouted behind Teacher Jiang, "I admire him because I don't know him well."

Teacher Jiang stopped abruptly.

"But, even if I don't understand," I was very nervous and trembling all over, but I tried my best to hold back, "Can't I worship him? He is very powerful."

"I may not understand the quality of the article," I racked my brains to think of words, "but I understand feelings. Teacher Qing Ye wrote...with feelings. Even if he never wrote a good article later, but the past Those things can’t become nothing over time.”

I felt a stormy sea surging in my chest.Mr. Jiang is a writer, probably he said that because he knows Qing Ye very well.But I still think I did the right thing.

Although that essay was improvised, I really mean it.Before reading teacher Qing Ye's article, I had no interest in literature at all.It was he who made me discover that words have such a beautiful side.

This made me want to convince Mr. Jiang.But I really don't have much reason to say it.

"Teacher Jiang, I, I often watch Masked Warrior, because I think what the protagonist says in it makes sense."

"He said that people like stars not because they are so twinkling, but because they let us discover the beauty of the night sky."

"For me, Teacher Qing Ye is also like this."

As a result, I unconsciously stumbled out the lines that I had memorized many times.My voice dropped quickly when I realized what I had done.Because I think if I use cartoons as an example to a teacher... he will definitely think that I am naive and not doing my job properly.

I suddenly realized that I don't need to convince him, since I will secretly like Qingye from now on, can he know?I'm so stupid.

At this moment, Teacher Jiang turned to look at me.

Maybe it was 1 minute, maybe it was a second, in short, we looked at each other in silence.

Finally, when I couldn't bear the heavy gaze and was about to confess, Teacher Jiang looked away.

"If he could have heard what you said back then, he probably wouldn't have given up."

Teacher Jiang's voice was flat, and there was no emotion.

"Teacher Jiang," I was taken aback suddenly, not sure if my guess was correct, "You, you know him? Do you know Qing Ye?"

"I know." Mr. Jiang's eyes behind the lenses passed me without focus, muttering to himself. "Why don't you know?"

I am stunned.

"Then, then..." Then why do you have such a bad relationship and curse people behind your back.

"It's the teacher who is busy." Teacher Jiang smiled silently. "Those books are given to you, I believe you will make good use of them."

I immediately blushed.I'm so ashamed I haven't watched it yet...

As a result, before I had time to thank you, the door was suddenly pushed open.A few girls with mop brooms and buckets came rushing in. I was stunned. I didn't understand what was going on, so I dodged to the side unconsciously—but the girl who took the lead stomped on me. It landed on my foot and fell.

The tragedy happened.

The girl behind me poured a whole bucket of water on me.