pretending to be graceful

Hua Yong, who has become more and more Buddhist recently, may be a bit stupid after reading too much, and his speech and actions have slowed down. Not to mention, his temper seems to be smoothed out, and he spends the whole day lying in his own He read and studied in his room, and even followed Ms. Li Ying's books—oh, those two books that Gu Shuiqing sent.

That day, Hua Yong gave it to Li Ying as if offering a treasure, and then he had the cheek to come back by himself——I can’t help it, there are only so many thoughts left, what’s the point of leaving it with my mother?When Hua Yong looked at these things, he always felt that everything was not over yet.

Hua Yong, who never rests his mind on reading books, actually took the initiative to chat with Lu Anke about traditional classics at this time: "I was flipping through the "Tao Te Ching" again in the past two days, and I noticed a sentence in Chapter 9, 'It is better to hold and make a profit. It's already; if you try to sharpen it, you can't keep it forever.' Why didn't you choose this sentence in our Chinese textbook?"

Lu Anke is also not good at Chinese: "What do you mean?"

"I checked a lot of information to understand this sentence, and later found that this sentence is not controversial, it is easy to understand, it means that you don't have to do anything, and you will get it." Hua Yong said, "I used to think that there is this People with ideas still don’t have the ability—if you really have the ability to make others have nothing to say, it’s okay to show your sharpness. But recently, this idea has gradually changed.”

"because of him?"

"Part of the reason. Then I think, to understand it in another direction, in fact, 'holding and gaining' and 'holding and sharpening' are not things that can be done, because being able to use 'profit' means that the limit has been reached, the limit How can we not stop when we are all here?" Hua Yong's face was unpredictable.

Lu Anke was dizzy from what he said: "You are no longer the Hua Yong I knew... Can you put it simply? Don't translate the sentence for me, talk about the practical application value."

Hua Yong sighed: "The actual value is that I often force it, and I don't know where the limit is. According to my own preferences, I bring too much pressure to others."

"...Where did you start talking about this?" Lu Anke was surprised.

"More than a year ago, when I just found out that I fell in love with him, I was actually very happy, you know? If he hadn't disappeared so quickly, I guess I would have to rush forward to confess soon. If it is impossible to confess, I have to chase him for a while." Chase." Hua Yong said helplessly, "But I overlooked a very important point - we are the same sex, this is a more complicated proposition than whether we like it or not."

"From the moment I clearly like it, it's troublesome. I can accept that I like a man and not be afraid of the pressure it brings, but I can't let others accept it and take it for granted. Express your feelings." Hua Yong looked at Lu Anke, "If you suddenly fell in love with a boy one day, wouldn't you feel a lot of pressure? Compared with the surprise of being confessed by a girl, you might be more happy, isn't it? less panic?"

Lu Anke was speechless.Although he has no such experience, just imagine, he can get goose bumps all over his body.

"You see, that's it." Hua Yong smiled, "Gu Shuiqing is so smart, I suspect now that he just saw something, and then it was embarrassing, so he stopped contacting. I always think that it's human, I will do my best Go try it out, and I learned from him that there are some things that you should not try, because your attempt may not only cost you.”

Lu Anke: "Auntie must be very pleased to hear you say that, and she can understand to this extent." This is nothing to say.

"Hahaha, she won't, she has to say I'm stupid." Hua Yong was in a good mood, "I just thought, why was I so anxious to ask for a result? If I am now, I might listen to your persuasion , leave the matter there, and slowly, it should be fine. If you like this kind of thing, as long as you don't admit it, it will always fade away."

"That doesn't sound like you anymore."

"Isn't there a saying that people who are in love have no IQ. If I can go back to the state at that time, no matter what he looks like, I have to calm down first, everything else is empty. "

Lu Anke sighed: "You are a person who already knows how to advance and retreat, but you can still recover a little bit more, I admire you." He really admired Hua Yong's self-reflection and self-correction level.

"Even you are like this, and I'm starting to look forward to the growth of little girl Song Jiaying. I feel that after Yuzhen came back, your contact has increased a bit? I can see that her circle of friends is also becoming more and more mature."

"Well, who knows."

Song Jiaying, who was missed by the two, had already started her high school life in China at this time.The environment is different, the lively and aggressive little girl in the past now also knows how to restrain her temper, and her parents are very moved.However, the little girl was in a very bad mood at this time, and she yelled loudly: "I will be fine tomorrow! Don't ask me for leave!"

Hua Wen persuaded her earnestly: "Yingying, your fever is so high now, you will definitely not be able to go tomorrow. You are not serious about going to school, but this extracurricular class is so important."

"What do you know?" Song Jiaying was lying on the bed weakly and angrily.

What do you know?Hua Wen must not understand what is going on in her daughter's little head——

"Little white male god!" As soon as Tang Lu entered the classroom, she rushed to Bai Yue at the podium table, handed him a piece of cake, and then talked about what happened in the past few days for a long time before returning to her seat.

There are more and more people in the classroom, and everyone is used to chatting with Bai Yue for a while before finding a place to sit down—it is rare to have such a popular teacher, no wonder it can attract the little girl Song Jiaying to come to class.

It's almost time, Bai Yue knocked on the table: "Today, let's play 'one job'."

Tang Lu opened the notebook, took out the pen strap, all kinds of pens were available, and the notes were neatly analyzed, like a work of art - if you sell it after graduation, it will definitely sell for a good price - well, look at it this way I'm in a good mood too.

Bai Yue was young, but he talked about the history clearly and clearly. Tang Lu's notebook also came out after a few lines, like enlightenment.

Oh, little white male god, the little white male god's class is really fun!

——But Xiaobai, don't you look very happy?What happened at home?

Bai Yue's lectures are already a habitual action, and being responsible to students is really a matter of professional ethics as a teacher. No matter how bad his mood is, it will not affect the class——Miss Tang Lu kept looking at him a little worriedly, Bai Yue My heart warmed: There is nothing more gratifying than teaching students to be sensible.

But some people, just... are not as good as these underage children.Bai Yue lost his mind for an instant, then quickly regained his composure and continued the class.

We'll talk about it after class, he told himself, we'll talk about everything after class.

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Rest tomorrow, continue the day after tomorrow.