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At six o'clock in the evening, the sun went down.

It was meal time, and the city's [-]th Middle School was full of people shrouded in a golden afterglow.

The office on the third floor of Huizhi Building was eerily quiet at this moment.

Qiao Feng, the head teacher of Class 3, Grade [-], stuck his back to the office chair, poked his phone with his index finger for a while, and then raised his chin at the boy who was standing straight opposite him, "Sheng Yan, tell me, how long has it been?"

This thin young class teacher has a serious face, under the delicate silver round glasses, a pair of black eyes are shining with a sharp light that seems to see through everything: "Teacher Wang from the second class just told me all about the situation. He saw the grove behind the building with his own eyes, and he kindly took a few photos and sent them to me."

The corners of Qiao Feng's mouth curled up, but the smile didn't reach his eyes. He shook the phone, and the volume suddenly turned up two degrees: "So, don't try to argue, let alone try to get away with it, finish what you have to say, and go back to review quickly, don't Delay tomorrow's exam."

As soon as Zhuang Yan was called, he quickly frowned, and calmly glanced at Qiao Feng's cell phone with the screen on.

I didn't think it was a big surprise in my heart.Today is the first day of the final exam. After finishing the Chinese exam at noon, he and the girl who just dated two days ago... He doesn't remember the girl's name. Mental preparation.

Wang Luosheng, the head teacher of the second class, has a big mouth as his name suggests, and he claims to be a megaphone of justice.

Sure enough, as soon as today's exam subjects were over, they were called to the office by Qiao Feng.He has been invited many times, and he can probably guess what Qiao Feng is going to say. After all, he will definitely not be able to get around topics such as the prohibition of dating among high school students, the need to focus on studies, and breaking up quickly after thinking clearly.

"What did he capture?" The young man lazily raised his eyelids, and said calmly, "I can talk when I look at a picture. I also pay attention to the angle of the camera when I take a picture. Whether the person being photographed is aware of it or not, is the photographer intentional or not?"

Speaking of this, the soles of his feet felt a little numb after standing for a long time, and Zhuang Yan stomped his feet with a tilted body, "Old man Wang must be over 40, his old eyes are dim, and I really can't believe what he said."

His words were loose and arrogant, and as soon as he finished speaking, he successfully made the girl who was standing beside her, who hadn't raised her head since entering the door, choke.

Fang Wenqi turned his head to look at Zhuang Yan in astonishment.

The boy was tall, and he was wearing a slender figure in the bulky and vulgar black and white school uniform that most people saw.

When he spoke, his brows and eyes were slightly curved, his voice had a casual smile, he stomped his feet and rubbed his waist, he kept making small movements, lazily, without the slightest anxiety and embarrassment of being caught in a relationship.

cluck-

Faced with such an obvious provocative gesture, Qiao Feng's face darkened for a second, and he knocked the phone on the table lightly.

He was a little impetuous and frustrated.

Zhucheng No.19 Middle School is an ordinary middle school that has only been promoted to high school in recent years. It was formerly known as Aerospace Vocational and Technical College.The faculty is extremely weak horizontally and vertically. The number of students has only exceeded [-] in the past two years. The school's enrollment rate last year was at the bottom of all high schools in Zhucheng.

Qiao Feng only came to No. [-] Middle School halfway through this semester. Strictly speaking, it was a two-year teaching support activity arranged by F University for graduates.

He originally only worked as a teaching assistant in class 3. Last month, the head teacher of class 3 moved to the next door to the [-]th middle school. He was forced to take over as the head teacher temporarily.

As a head teacher of a college student who has not yet graduated, when he is blown up by the students, he often has the idea of ​​putting down the burden and quitting.

Like this moment.

Occasionally, a wisp of hot wind blows in from the window, flipping the messy book paper on the table, and the old ceiling fan hanging on the ceiling, which seems to be turned off at any time, makes an unpleasant creaking noise.

With both hands behind his back solemnly, his expression remained unchanged.Fang Wenqi at the side couldn't bear it at first, she didn't know whether it was shame or fear, she silently lowered her head.

Qiao Feng exhaled secretly, clasped the table with his fingers, and stared at Zhuang Yan, "Jiang Yan, don't try to be quick-mouthed, and don't secretly change the concept. Listen to what you mean, do you not admit the relationship between the two of you?"

"What relationship can the two of us have?" Zhuang Yan looked back at each other without flinching: "You mean a romantic relationship?"

These words were too direct, Fang Wenqi was so frightened that he trembled all over by his words that were not concealed at all.

Qiao Feng also had a serious look on his face.

He still remembered that when he first took office, several subject teachers patted him on the shoulder and told him to pay more attention to the student named Zhuang Yan in the class.

It is said that the original head teacher of class 3 is not the female teacher who quit, but another male teacher who has resigned and left.

Just halfway through the first semester of the first year of high school, this evil spirit didn't know which part of his back he had offended, or maybe he was just annoyed by others, so he beat the male teacher directly into the hospital.The matter was quite noisy at the time, but it was said that Zhuang Yan's family was very rich, and after spending money to settle things, it was nothing.

The promotion of secondary vocational schools is high, and the admission scores are low, which means that the cultural level of students is generally low.Coupled with the lack of the most formal and systematic rigorous education after entering school, it is not surprising that some students' daily behaviors are extreme and deviant.

Although Qiao Feng doesn't agree with judging a student's quality by academic performance, he has to admit that the famous figure in the [-]th Middle School who made many teachers shake their heads and sigh when he heard it was really the same as he remembered There is no difference between poor students in the general sense.

Crazy, rebellious, without much capital but often self-righteous, full of pride and rebellion unique to sixteen or seventeen years old, with a cold face all day long, at most he wants to look good.

Majestic was irritated by the two closely stared eyes, as if he was some rare species that deserved to be watched.

Seeing that the second hand on the dial circled around several times, and it was getting closer and closer to the end of the canteen serving dinner, thinking that the girl next to me was setting it up for a lady at noon, and she hardly had lunch, and even he didn't move his chopsticks much. My son's hunger came in bursts, which was uncomfortable.

He opened his mouth, but he couldn't remember what the teacher's last name was, so he said, "Teacher, the exam was over by then, and it was lunch time. I can't go downstairs to the cafeteria to have a meal normally. I can get closer to girls." Are you talking about love at all?"

"Solemn." Qiao Feng frowned, "Pay attention to your manner of speaking!"

Zhuang Yan tilted his head, "I discuss the facts and state the facts. I think there is nothing wrong with this attitude."

He hates being restrained, and he hates being controlled even more.

"You talk like this to every teacher, without even the most basic respect?" Qiao Feng has not been in office for a long time, and solemnly in class, he either falls asleep on the table or skips class. To be precise, the semester is at the end, and these are still two people For the first time there was a positive verbal intersection.

Qiao Feng was so angry that he almost had a heart attack, so he simply unlocked the phone's lock screen and clicked on the larger photo, "Look for yourself, do you still think that Lao Wang and I are wronging you?"

The mobile phone was placed on the edge of the desk. On the screen, there was an obvious height difference between a man and a woman. The girl was almost stuck in the boy's arms, and her behavior was so intimate.

Fang Wenqi's face suddenly turned pale.

Zhuang Yan glanced down at the photo indifferently, and then raised his eyes to the wall clock on the wall. He was really impatient, "Okay. I was chasing her. As you can see, in this picture, she almost fell me." Just give it a hand."

Seeing Qiao Feng's surprised and somewhat suspicious expression, Zhuang Yan put one hand in his pocket, and continued to add: "I believe you can also guess that I didn't catch up. You see, I have a chance to catch up now. Is there a chance?"

"So, I have nothing to do with her." He glanced at the pale girl beside him who was completely stunned, and said, "There's nothing else to explain, old man Wang misunderstood."

"You..." Fang Wenqi let go of her lips that had been ravaged for a long time, she was depressed but did not make a sound.

Tuk Tuk-

At this embarrassing moment, the door of the office was knocked. A medium-sized woman with short hair poked her head in, looked at the three people in the room one by one, and hesitated, "Huh... huh?"

"Sister-in-law, you are here." Zhuang Yan came to the door with a few steps, his voice was crisp and clear, he pulled the woman's wrist and walked in, finally showing a genuine smile on his face.

The golden sunset shines on the slightly crowded desk through the wide open wooden door, and half of it is reflected on the side face of the boy, making the boy appear cunning and cute.

The woman closed her eyes with a silent smile, two small dimples appeared on her cheeks, and slapped her solemn arm as she walked.

"Hi teacher, I am Zhuang Yan's sister-in-law, and my name is Qiu Xinyu."

"Hello." Qiao Feng stood up, with a decent smile on his face, and shook hands with the woman, "I am the solemn head teacher, and my name is Qiao Feng."

He shook hands, but Qiao Feng was obviously skeptical of this woman who claimed to be Zhuang Yan's sister-in-law.

The solemn family seems to be a bit special. He, the temporary class teacher, doesn't know much, and the principal of the whole school probably knows it best.

The woman in front of me is very young, although she is not tall, she has a good figure, with short ear-length hair, a white T-shirt with black overalls and overalls boots, she is very cool.The point is that the woman paused while speaking, obviously not used to the term "sister-in-law".

Besides, this solemn person has a lot of criminal records. I heard that this person has been invited by parents no less than ten times in the first year of high school, including the parent meeting. The people who come are different every time. up.

After asking, I found out that I spent money to hire them online.

Qiao Feng looked Qiu Xinyu up and down for at least 2 minutes, seeing that the person was always smiling and there was no flaw, so he reluctantly sat down suspiciously.

Although Qiao Feng believed in the "love scandal" that Zhuang Yan clarified with very flattering words, he had already dialed the phone number to ask the parents for the purpose of beating a mandarin duck, and it was impossible to get it back.

Parents, this matter does not require the presence of students. Adults and children always think differently, and there are many frictions. You come and I fight with each other, but it is chaotic. So, when Fang Wenqi's father arrived, the two "mandarin ducks" were kicked out office.

Before leaving, Zhuang Yan did not forget to put his palms together to Qiu Xinyu, pleading: "Sister Qiu, this is a secret, don't tell Zhuang Yuan."

Qiu Xinyu imitated him and suppressed his voice: "It's okay not to say anything, if you have the conditions, take me to the team."

Majestic's face instantly collapsed.

"I'll tell you now!" Qiu Xinyu made a gesture and took out his phone.

"Okay." Solemnly nodded.

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Fang Wenqi was still in a dazed state, wandering into the corridor like a walking dead, "Solemn..."

Ever since she heard Zhuang Yan's words of "chasing but not catching up", her heart has always been empty.

It was her who chased after Zhuang Yan, the boy has always been very popular in school, he is handsome and rich, although his grades are poor, and he is on the bottom all year round, but the ex-girlfriends he talked to all praised him full of praise, she chased him for half a month just the day before yesterday After catching up, I didn't even have time to say a few words.

Zhuang Yan lowered his head and took out his mobile phone. There were several messages on WeChat, and his brows frowned for a moment. He quickly pressed the screen a few times before looking up at her with a fake smile: "I'm sorry, I'm too careless. , since it's already like this, let's break up." He pointed to the office, "In case you are also called a poor student, tsk, it's not worth it."

After finishing speaking, regardless of whether the girl might have a sad or relieved expression, she solemnly walked downstairs and ran towards the school gate.

"What's going on?" Zhuang Yan ran fast, the hot wind passed through the dense treetops on the side of the road, blowing up the young man's wide school uniform.

Hou Yu's voice on the phone was hoarse and rough, "Didn't I just mention it to you at noon, I'm going to have a face-to-face meeting with a netizen today. As a result, I didn't see what the person looked like when I first met him. That girl's ex-boyfriend is Damn it came out, damn it, bite me alive as a mistress!"

The anger was even worse when I was on the phone, which shows how speechless Hou Yu is, "Just at the big cross, I fought with that fat man, that idiot brought a knife, and my hand was cut Kouzi, the three of us are sitting in the bureau right now, come quickly!"

"Fuck!" Zhuang Yan passed through the crowd returning to the teaching building for evening self-study, and couldn't help spitting, "You're fucking in a mess, so I'm not good enough."

The scolding was so scolding, but he didn't stop, he came to the edge of the wall, stepped on a few short stones and climbed out of the wall.