my teacher

Teacher's Day is over, and Qu Cangmang is full of harvest.

Drunkenness aside, although Qu Cangmang can't taste alcohol, no matter whether it's the reflexive protest of the tip of the tongue, or the groggy head, people can't like drinking.

But it's a pity that he is a newcomer in the school, and he has to toast some people's wine, and there is no reason to reject others' toast.

It's fine if you don't fit in when you're a student, but if you're a teacher, it's a bit troublesome.

He woke up early in the morning, holding a bamboo basket with a soft outer wall in his arms, next to the bed was a cat with a bruised nose and face that had been beaten into shock, in the shape of a corpse, and the table was full of gifts from the students yesterday.

Only then did Qu Cangmang suddenly recall everything from yesterday.

Gifts, seafood restaurants, drinking, coming back, baskets, fruits...

Of course the fruit is the most important thing!

With so many fruits, how many bottles of jam are enough to make?

While Qu Cangmang was overjoyed, he also inevitably had doubts.

The sequelae of drunkenness made his mind feel cloudy and dull for a moment. He shook his head to keep clear, but couldn't help but leaned back and fell back on the bed.

This basket of fruit... Which classmate sent it?

The box of Ye Mingzhu was sent by the first team, the model is the original sound, the gift box of alien snacks is from Xu Zheng, and a new suit is said to be hand-sewn from the second team...and...Qiqi sent it Quick release submachine gun...

Qu Cangmang hugged the quilt and thought about it anxiously for a long time. He remembered everything clearly, except for the fruit.

In a blink of an eye, today is Friday again, and this week has passed so quickly.

Qu Cangmang kicked his legs and was about to gnaw a fruit to quench his thirst. At this time, the half-dead cat on the ground moaned again, rubbing his old waist and barely got up. Seeing Qu Cangmang, who was eating happily with his eyes closed, his eyes almost popped out .

"Cooking people! Why are you still eating there! You're going to be late!" My heart is too big!

Ever since Qu Cangmang kicked the alarm clock next to his bed for a cat one night, the cat has become his living alarm clock again.

What?Don't remind me when it's time?

All right, then don't eat fish either!Face the wall and think about it.

Qu Cangmang slowly raised his eyes to look at the wall, but when he saw the pointer pointing, he broke out in a cold sweat.

There are still 10 minutes left before class!Morning self-study will end soon!

"Bastard, why didn't you call me sooner!" Qu Cangmang got up and threw off the quilt and rushed out of bed.

This cat is really lazy, uncontrolled, fat and gluttonous, it should fast to lose weight! "Stop eating fish from tomorrow, get up and run around the playground in the morning! Lose the fat on your body."

The cat wanted to cry again, how fit and handsome I am!

When I came back last night and saw the cook was drunk, I couldn't control my heart, thinking that since the cook was already drunk, maybe it would be nice to get close...

But who knows, Qu Cangmang's reaction ability at night is even more terrifying after drinking too much, and he usually sleeps at the most fighting level.

The cat rubbed its sore and swollen eyes again with its half-mutilated paws, who the hell said that the cook was weak and easy to push, who the fuck said that the cook was thin and delicate.

Paralyzed Tang Shuai, you have the guts to push one next time!

Thinking of that insidious and cunning insect master, Mao felt determined not to fight anywhere.

Since I have an agreement with you, I cannot disclose the details of the other party to the boss, but...the agreement does not say that I can't make things wrong and let the boss find out that there is a problem with your identity.

The cat covered its mouth and snickered, boasting that it was smart, but didn't see a foot wearing sneakers heading towards him.

"Mom-"

The top of Maoyou's head was stamped with a little tiger logo.

"Ah, I'm sorry, I'm sorry." Qu Cangmang said casually, without any hint of apology in his tone.

Whoever let this guy run around all over the ground deserves to be trampled on.

Qu Cangmang was able to comfort Mao You, who had been severely injured physically and mentally, and hurriedly found two clothes to put on. While biting yogurt in his mouth, he did not forget to take the time to bend over to tie his shoelaces.

Yogurt contains a lot of nutrients and trace elements needed by the human body. Qu Cangmang eats it in a yogurt box with jam, so that it has a good taste.

Cough, because of that basket of red fruits, Qu Cangmang no longer just digs a spoonful of jam every day to satisfy his hunger, and doesn't dare to eat more.

Now he wished he could eat the jam directly to the bottom.

But time was running out, and the idea could only be postponed.

The black hair was laced with water, drawing a refreshing arc in the air.

Qu Cangmang didn't have time to dry his hair, so he wiped his face casually.He casually picked up the small leather bag on the table, and put the basket of fruits into the space grid before leaving.

Since it was sent by someone else, then there is no rush.

Lao Shi ran away without locking the bedroom door.

Of course, he wasn't worried that someone would come in, otherwise the cat could go directly to Shi.

The cat regained its human body and ran to the bathroom to take a shower. After washing, he wiped the floor obediently, tidied up the hair he shaved himself, and wiped the glass partition with disinfectant to make it transparent. Walked out with confidence, turned into a cat body, stood on tiptoe and walked to the balcony, shaking fur, lying down, drying fur, all in one go.

The sun was shining brightly on the balcony, and Qu Cangmang had prepared a small mat for him, so he didn't have to worry about the cat fur getting dirty when he lay down here.

In general, cooking people is still very good for him.

It's just that sometimes, he doesn't live up to expectations...

Yes, there is no way to live up to it.

That fragrance, who can withstand the temptation!

Besides, Qu Cangmang didn't even need to go to the office to unpack the bag, and rushed all the way to the door of the classroom in a hurry.

Facing the screen of the phone, he straightened his slightly upturned short hair, pushed the door open and walked in with a sullen face.

The classroom was extremely quiet at this time, because... there were only three people in it.

Immediately, the old wet fire who was preparing to apologize to the whole class, went to the front of the podium and slapped hard, "Where is everyone going? If I don't come, no one will organize morning self-study? Squad leader! what happened!"

The only three present were shot, and he raised his head unhurriedly, and said softly, "Old Shi, today is Friday."

"What's wrong with Friday?" Qu Cangmang still didn't understand.

Wei Sanzhi Yuanyin put down the exercise book in his hand and whispered, "Old Shi, there is no early self-study on Friday morning."

Qu Cangmang, "..."

It seems that it is so.

Qu Cangmang rubbed his temples and let out a sigh of relief. If that's the case, then he wasn't late, so it wasn't a bad thing.

But, "What about the rest of the class?"

There are still 5 minutes to ring the preparatory bell, why are there only three people?

"No, there are four of Lao Shi!" In the fish tank on the window sill, a little goldfish jumped up and down, "Oo Shi, I'm not late! I'm here!"

Cao Zhiwei waved his golden fish tail, and happily greeted Lao Shi outside the fish tank, "Good morning Lao Shi! I will brew another pearl and give it to Lao Shi as a National Day gift!"

"No need." It's good not to mention pearls, but when Qu Cangmang is mentioned, his face turns pale, and the smile on the corner of his mouth because he saw the beautiful little fish is almost gone, "Go to class and play in the water? How decent! Cough... What does it look like! Come out! I'll give you 1 minute to get dressed!"

"Yes—" Cao Zhiwei was frightened by the blackboard eraser that Lao Shi held up.

In his current fragile state, a piece of chalk would kill him...

Putting on her underwear and top properly, she crawled out of the fish tank wetly.

Qu Cangmang seemed to remember where the sense of disobedience came from when he first came to this class. Isn't it just this kid who made the floor full of water.

"Go, wipe the floor." Qu Cangmang reprimanded, holding back a smile.

Cao Zhiwei nodded obediently, and pulled out from the wall a little bald head sleeping soundly while hugging cement, "Dead man! Get up, you are on duty today!"

If you want to be scolded and punished, you must at least have a backlash.

Qu Cangmang, "..."

There was one sleeping inside the wall!

Wang Yaoguang loosened his bones, yawned, and nodded obediently, "Okay, I thought the dead zombie would call me, who knows where he went? Cough cough... good morning old wet!"

"Who knows, aren't you in the same dormitory as him?" Cao Zhiwei pulled out two mops from the toilet box with his tail, handed one to him and kept the other for himself, "Qiqi, go get a basin of water in the water room Bar."

The guy from Yuanyin didn't care about anything when he was doing the questions, but Qiqi was more reliable.

"Oh." Qiqi stood up after wiping his gun, and when he passed Qu Cangmang with a water basin, he suddenly stopped and asked, "Old Shi, why didn't you bring the gift I gave you to school?"

The corner of Qu Cangmang's mouth twitched, "I think it's better to keep that thing at home."

Which teacher would bring a submachine gun to school!Classes are not robbery!

Kiki nodded knowingly, "Oh."

Since the gift was given to Lao Shi, it was natural for Lao Shi to make up his own mind.

There are five in the class, where are the remaining ten?

"Where's You Kailun?" Qu Cangmang could remember that the prince who came down from the heavens to practice had never been late.

Just walking into the classroom, Si Yu said in a hoarse voice, "It should be under Komori's bed."

Isn't there such an old saying that the Furong tent is warming up the spring night, and the prince will never go to court early...cough, study by himself early...

Although it's not the night of the full moon, the prince who has meat can't bear to wait all day long, so he can't wait to climb into Shi Liangsen's bed. , It's better than just looking at it and not eating it!

In fact, Shi Liangsen, a handsome boy with a painted skin, does not reject the prince's intimacy. The memory of that night is very good and very satisfying.

It's just... this one came from heaven.

Grandma said earlier that people in the sky are the most bluffing people.

Who knows how long he can maintain such enthusiasm?

And my own race is the most unscrupulous painted skin of the monster race in history, but sometimes I feel tired of wandering between men and women, and sometimes I have the idea of ​​finding someone to stabilize.

But no matter who that person is, it is impossible to be the prince in the sky.

When Qu Cangmang heard it, he habitually lamented that a prince from the eastern heaven had such a westernized name, and then began to worry.

Most people think that Huapi likes fooling around, seeing one and loving another, there is no lower limit...

In fact, they are one of the most loyal races for feelings.

They can stick to the eternal love in their hearts, even if they just wait in vain in the end, even if they have to pay a painful price in the end.

Some people say that painted skin is crazy, painted skin is stupid.

Qu Cangmang felt that sometimes every fool is a happy fool blessed by heaven.

It's not necessarily bad to be silly.

Qu Cangmang pondered for a moment, and decided to find an opportunity to have a good talk with Shi Liangsen. Puppy love can easily affect grades and normal life.

Narrator: A qualified class teacher should not only pay attention to the students' learning, but also work as a part-time relationship tutor, psychological adjuster, health instructor, etc...

One minute before the start of class, everyone in the class arrived one after another.

However, the third row of the first group has an empty seat, which belongs to the Dragon Lord.

Is this guy doing something wrong again?Qu Cangmang paused for a moment as he was scrolling through the roster.

In the past two weeks, except for the first day of school, Li Longwang has never been late...Could it be that today...

At this time, a thunderstorm suddenly exploded in the sky, and dark clouds enveloped the whole earth, covering the sun that was shining brightly just a moment ago.

"Click, click", clusters of lightning flashed, and the bean-sized raindrops poured down with the thunder and lightning, without warning.

The rain came so violently and urgently.

Qu Cangmang raised his head and looked out the window. There was a wet figure stepping on the clouds without an umbrella. It was Li Longwang from the class.

He hurried over and opened the window, and welcomed the person in.

Li Longwang wiped the rainwater from his face, and it inevitably got wet all over the floor.

"Old Shi, I'm sorry, I'm late..." I was 1 minute late, which was less than the 2 minutes that Lao Shi was dull yesterday.

"It's okay, just wipe it first." Qu Cangmang immediately found a spare towel in the cabinet under the podium, which was originally reserved for the class members to wash their claws after class, and handed it to Li Longwang to wipe the rainwater.

Li Longwang felt warm in his heart. For the first time, he didn't want to cast spells to dry himself out, "Didn't Lao Shi say yesterday that being one minute late is still late, and all reasons are excuses. I don't make excuses, being late is late, and Lao Shi punishes you." It doesn't matter if I copy the text..."

Because, every text I have copied is carefully remembered by me.

Whether it is after-school questions or paper rolls, it is not so time-consuming and labor-intensive to do, and even the writing skills of simplified characters have improved.

Lao Shi, we all know that you are doing it for our own good, using the most effective method to let us accept human lessons as quickly as possible.

Therefore, whether it is copying classical Chinese or formulas, or English phonetic symbols, the periodic table of chemical elements...we are all willing.

Lao Shi saw that our foundation was not good.

Qu Cangmang just walked back to the podium in silence, motioning him to dry himself off and return to his seat, without mentioning being late or punishing him.

Every class teacher has a balance in his heart.

And one end of the balance is always tilted towards the students in your class.

"Attend class!"

"stand up!"

"Hello students."

"Hello, old wet!"

We are not all can, expect more.