same-sex repulsion 1

Discipline was still immersed in his thoughts, but he smiled all of a sudden.

Yan Ming:? ? ?

In fact, he called Disciplinary to come over, and he had nothing else to do. He just wanted to talk to him. He has been in a bad state recently. This is something that needs to be corrected.

But this child, wandering around the world along the way, didn't know what he was thinking, and just laughed all of a sudden...

Yan Ming was surprised.

I have been with him for more than a month, and I really haven't seen him smile a few times, let alone see his flamboyant side today.

He has experienced more than his peers, so it can be seen that the "nature" of discipline is not as cold as he appears on the surface.

But I didn't expect to say something provocative.

And this, with a sly grin.

There is playfulness in Yan Ming's eyes.

interesting.

But... I'm in a daze like this, I'm going to class later ==.

"Come back to your senses..." Yan Ming shook his hand in front of Discipline.

"I'm so happy thinking about something, it can't be Cai Jiajia."

discipline:"..."

Why didn't he see that the teacher still had such a side.

"Okay, let's get down to business." Yan Ming sat up straight with a serious expression, took out the top paper from the stack of papers on the table, and handed it to Discipline.

"Look, on your paper, you know all the wrong questions."

He paused, and gave the discipline time to read the papers, "And the teachers of various subjects have reported to me recently that your condition is not very good."

"I knew it earlier, now is a round of review. Status adjustment is not a matter of a day or two. No matter what happens, you have to be able to adjust your emotions and mentality as soon as possible. This is what you need now. When you go to college or work Above, you have to have this ability."

Discipline held the paper in his hand and lowered his head so that Yan Ming could not see his expression.

The boy had already passed the period of voice change, but his voice was not very deep and hoarse, but at this moment, with a bit of heaviness, he said word by word, "I know...sorry, teacher. I...do have some problems... This is no excuse either...

"

When he raised his head again, he pursed his lips, his eyes were a little dazed and uncertain.

"I'll do my best to adjust."

Such discipline is fragile.

People who usually show others that they are in control of everything, when they inadvertently show confusion and helplessness, they will make others pay extra care.

Yan Ming's heart suddenly softened.

Although he is young, after taking over the class, even though he only spent a month together, he accepted them wholeheartedly, treated them as his younger brothers and sisters, and gave them help and support within his ability.

Sometimes, he looks at these children with the mentality of a parent.

Some are naughty and cause headaches, and some may be a little lazy and clever, but they haven't grown up yet, and the kindness and purity in their hearts will make him feel sincerely loved.

At this moment, he suddenly wanted to rub discipline's head.

The finger moved, but returned to its original position.

Forget it, such an action...is not appropriate.

But after thinking about it, he changed it to a shoulder pat, and then patted his back very naturally.

"If there's anything you want to confide in, you can tell me. It's going to be alright no matter what.

Even if things are bad now, they will always develop in a good direction.All you can do is hold your breath when things are bad and wait for things to get better. "

Discipline looked strict, and after a while, he nodded.

"Let's go."

Yan Ming stood up, put on his glasses, and picked up the stack of papers on the table.

"I'm going to be late for class later."

"Ah."

Discipline also stood up, took the paper, and followed Yan Ming out of the office.

It is still summer, and there is still plenty of sunshine in the afternoon, illuminating the classrooms and corridors through the windows, and the subtle light and shadow seem to be everywhere, discipline and strictness are walking side by side,

The shadow is not very long, but it looks like the two are walking together intimately.

It seems that there is no gap between them.

After another half a month, the weather turned cooler, the sun was still hanging in the sky every day, and people would still sweat in the afternoon, but it was already autumn.

After the gymnastics, the sports committee members of each class were called to a meeting. After the students returned to the class, they were very excited.

"Sports meeting!"

"Great, I can finally have a vacation."

"You can also buy snacks to eat!"

"Oh oh oh!"

Yan Ming felt very helpless looking at these lively children.

Isn't it just a sports meeting...

When he was in high school, sports were average, he didn't participate in any sports, and he didn't like snacks very much.Thinking of doing some messy movements following the teacher's command...

Oh my god, this year... I won't want to... bring them to the action...

It would be nice to let the squad leader do this kind of thing.

Yan Ming is still looking forward to it, what kind of expressionless discipline is it like waving a fan and towel in front of the class.

"Squad leader! It's time for you to appear!"

"Yes, yes, yes, yes, yes, yes, yes, yes, yes, yes, yes, yes, yes, yes, yes, yes, yes, yes, yes, yes, yes, yes!" Others did not dare to make mistakes in the face of discipline, but Han Fangzhi was obviously much bolder.

Sitting next to Discipline, he hooked the head monitor's shoulder affectionately: "I said boss... this year, I plan to apply for a few projects."

Discipline slapped him.

"Believe it or not, I'll report you 1500 meters."

Han Fangzhi immediately jumped away, "No, no, no, I'm just kidding... No, no, no, I'm not kidding, you report it and I won't report it, boss, I was wrong... Auntie is still waiting to hug my son. "

"...hugging my son" is also hugging my son...

The sports committee member came back from the meeting with a form in his hand, and everyone immediately surrounded him.

Looking at this year's project compared with previous years, there is no change.

Yan Ming thought that everyone was actively signing up, and pretended to pass by unintentionally, wanting to see what they had signed up for.

just heard.

"Ah, will the monitors all report this year?"

Sports Commission: "One person is not counted as a group event and can only hold two!"

"I think it's time to report the shot put to the monitor this year."

"The 1500 meters you run?"

"Okay then, first report 1500 to the monitor, and then bring all the group events, and other..."

Yan Ming: "..." What kind of fun are you guys doing...

Everyone signed up for the project in a chirping manner, and since that day, basically everyone has been in a state of excitement.

I don’t feel sleepy anymore during evening self-study, less and less people doze off in class, and studying is like having chicken blood...

Yan Ming was a little puzzled, but after seeing the state of discipline gradually recovering, he was relieved a lot.

In any case, everyone's status has improved, and that's enough.

Finally, it was the day of the sports meeting.

In order to meet the occasion, Yan Ming also went to the supermarket to buy a lot of snacks, but most of them were going to be distributed to the children.

Disciplinary finally reported 1500 meters, probably voluntarily, and it is estimated that no one will force him to report.However, under the coercion and temptation of discipline, Han Fangzhi even reported a shot put.

really...

Everyone got up early, it was still dark, and the street lights were on by the side of the road, as if it was still late at night.The stadium was full of people. Early in the morning, students, parents sending students off, and outside stalls selling breakfast, snacks and drinks also appeared.

Yan Ming arrived at the stadium long in advance and found the seat assigned by the class.It was still very cold at this time, so he dug out a thicker coat from the closet based on his experience and put it on.The students also came one after another, with bulging backpacks on their backs. Don't think about it, the contents are basically food.

He began to arrange the seats.

"Girls sit on top, boys sit on the bottom, athletes sit outside. Leave the outermost row empty..."

Discipline and Han Fangzhi arrived at the designated location with their schoolbags on their backs.

Han Fangzhi glanced at the discipline, then turned to Yan Ming and said, "Teacher, should I sit outside?"

Yan Ming thought about it...

"You... oh... the shot put."

At the sports meeting, the discipline also relaxed a lot. Hearing Yan Ming's words, he grinned and said, "Shot putter, follow me and sit outside."

Han Fangzhi beat Discipline angrily, and then sat inside Discipline.

Discipline sat on the outermost side of the bottom row, and saw Yan Ming walking over, and then sat next to him.

"..." Actually, he didn't really want to sit next to the teacher.

"Come on, classmate Xiao Han."

Yan Ming dug out a notebook in his bag,

"This is the time for various competitions, you just watch it, and tell your classmates which one you want to check."

Han Fangzhi tried to keep his eyes wide open, trying to escape labor by acting maliciously.

"Hey..." Yan Ming felt hairy after seeing him, and looked through his backpack again, and took out a bag of chicken feet with pickled peppers.

Family sharing pack.

The world... probably... there is nothing that a bag of pickled peppers and chicken feet can't solve... right.

If you have, then two bags.

If there is still...then there is no way [Ban Shou].

Han Fangzhi looked at the chicken feet with pickled peppers in the family sharing pack with some disgust.

"I like to eat this thing..."

Yan Ming: "..." It seems that two bags can't solve it.

He handed the chicken feet to discipline: "Do you want to eat?"

Discipline answered unceremoniously, "Thank you teacher."

After that, I tore open the package and gnawed on the chicken feet.

It was the first time for Yan Ming to see someone gnawing chicken feet so gracefully—of course, he hadn't seen many people gnawing chicken feet.

It's kind of slow and methodical.And it's so spicy that it doesn't change color...

Also very powerful.

Maybe it's not spicy in his eyes.

After seeing the discipline start to take a deep breath...

...oh, it's really spicy.

Not long after, the opening ceremony began.It's the kind of boring routine and process of the leader's speech.Yan Ming was bored, so he had no choice but to look around, Daddy was very cooperative and didn't speak, but he was more comfortable eating and sleeping as he should.

I can see that he wants to eat snacks too...

He lowered his head and rummaged through it, and when he found it, he saw that Discipline was lying on the schoolbag on his lap, falling asleep.

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Merry Christmas!

QAQ comes from the seaweed fungus that will be dead in the exam tomorrow