You, teach me how to do things?

spring day.

University will always be a dynamic place.

The cool spring breeze brings the fragrance of the grass and trees, and blows the tops of the street trees, so the leaves are whirling to play the music of spring.

Walking along the green-shaded streets, couples holding hands whispered heartwarming words of love. Groups of boys discussed whether the stuffed buns this morning were steamed buns. Holding the milk tea, complaining about the new taste is getting worse and worse.

They always look youthful, like willow branches that keep laughing when the wind blows.

The sparrow fluttered its wings and flew towards the teaching building along the green street.

This teaching building is used for lectures, and each classroom can accommodate one or two hundred students.Even so, under normal circumstances, the students are not all in attendance. If the teacher doesn't like to roll the roll, it will be even more catastrophic.

But this class was the only exception. The front and back were full of people, and the first three rows where no one cared about them were also neatly filled with students. Some students even had no place to sit and had to borrow stools from other classrooms. Or squeeze with your good friends, two seats for three people.

A lot of people were crowded at the door. I don't know what is the charm of this class that can attract so many people to go.

In fact, the truth is not difficult to guess, the person who attended this class was Shang Chuan.

It has been more than a few months since he escaped from the Lake of Life training course, and left the rest of the work to Zuo You.Relying on the evidence collected by Shang Chuan, Zuo You and his colleagues successfully destroyed the economic crime gang and rescued many families who were defrauded of funds.

Xia Yuanling didn't let go of his hanging heart until the news announced that all criminals had been arrested.

He is afraid of revenge, of hurting his loved ones.

Shang Chuan bit his cheek, smiled and said that he was very smart, and the group of people didn't realize it at all.

Then he went to see his sister and brought a red rose.

He really couldn't bring Shang Miao back to life, but he prevented more people like Shang Miao from leaving their best years in the ruthless river.

That day, Zuo You also came.

He also brought roses, but he didn't choose red because of his guilt towards Shang Miao, but a bunch of blue roses with the flower language of "miracle and impossibility".

Zuo You told Shang Chuan that he would be transferred from this jurisdiction, to the northwest, to the Gobi, to places where he was needed.The thing he regrets most in life is not accepting the flowers that Shang Miao handed over. All the love and hatred in his life ended on that rainy night.

Shang Chuan persuaded him to let go, but he abandoned the cowardly and hesitant boy and insisted on guarding that rainy night this time.

So one day in the future, heavy rains hit the city, and the rain for three days and three nights brought floods.

In order to save the children trapped in the water, he was swept away by the flood.

He sleeps in the water with the girl he loves.

Just a sixteen, a 27.

This time, he finally caught her rose.

——“I want to buy you to love me with this rose.”

——"You don't have to buy it, I have a deep love for you."

These are all things to say, and now Shang Chuan came to this university where finance is the most important thing.

Spring is sunny and sunny.

He talked about "History of Chinese Literature".

Speaking of which, it still took the light of his college classmates.His classmate who finished his Ph.D., Fanzi, was recently recruited to this school as a lecturer.That is to say, the fan complained that there was nothing in the library of this school. Shang Chuan immediately donated 50 yuan in his own name and let the fan use it to buy books.

This school puts more emphasis on finance than literature, and this is the first time that the Department of Literature has received the largest donation in the name of an individual.The dean of the Department of Literature and the Dean of the Faculty of Arts directly invited Shang Chuan to come over. They had a meeting and took pictures. They said that they would hang Shang Chuan's photo on the first floor of the building so that every student who came in could admire him.

Shang Chuan shook his head hastily, he is not such a grandiose person, and he doesn't like to hang up his photos everywhere.

Fanzi casually said: "My classmate doesn't like anything else, but he likes to go to class. If it wasn't for the family's pressure, he would probably be a teacher now."

These words made the head of the department and the dean look at each other in blank dismay, and immediately agreed to invite Shang Chuan to give a lecture, but not to make Shang Chuan a working teacher, but to give him a chance to give a lecture.

Shang Chuan did not expect that his unintentional actions would actually fulfill his long-cherished wish. He, who has always been flattered and humiliated, was unavoidably excited this time. He spent a week preparing for the lesson and simulated lectures. On the night before the lecture, Shang Chuan For the first time, there was a deviation from the perfect quality of sleep. He tossed and turned on the bed, and wanted to sleep with Xia Yuanling's head, but this little shark ran into the desert recently.

Luo Feiluan became the director, Xia Yuanling went to film with the crew, and I heard that Xu Xiu was also involved.

Speaking of which, Xu Xiu was flattered when he received Luo Feiluan's invitation. He always felt that someone like himself who didn't act well would not be able to fall into Luo Feiluan's eyes.

The three vigorously carried their bags and went to the desert to act. Before leaving, they even swept away Luo Cheng, and Shang Chuan and An Qian invested a lot of family affection.

Shang Chuan started to give a lecture, his voice was deep and deep, but every word was pronounced clearly, not difficult to hear.

I originally thought that the current college students would not take elective courses seriously, but now it seems that it is not as rumored.

At least in Shang Chuan's class, no one played with mobile phones, or whispered to each other.

But when Shang Chuan finished his lecture and asked if he had any questions, he discovered the root of all these unusual things.

"Teacher, we want to hear from you about financial management and investment."

Shang Chuan's smile froze on his face.

It was only at this time that he realized that Fan Zi once said that this is a university that specializes in finance and economics, and the Faculty of Arts here is just a discarded willow branch in a corner.

My identity as the actual controller of Blue Heart Jewelry naturally attracted these finance students, and even suppressed the fun of playing with mobile phones and talking in order not to offend myself.

"Teacher, what do you think is the next investment outlet?"

"Teacher, here is my resume. Do you think I can enter the new sales management training program of Blue Heart Jewelry?"

Shang Chuan answered them one by one with a smile.

He suddenly realized that he should have expected all this.

What is it that his lover, that little shark who knows nothing about heights and heights, risked everyone's disapproval and stares, and tried his best in the entertainment industry to get it.

Dreams are so beautiful because of the distance. When you really have them, you will inevitably find that the person you want to be is just a lot of people.

The so-called sentient beings will have haze.

"Teacher, why do you think Han Fu has not reached the historical heights such as Tang Poetry and Song Ci?"

A girl timidly raised her hand and asked her own question.

Since there is haze, there must be places where light shines.

As a teacher, you can't expect students to be like obedient machines and let themselves dress up.

But it's also very good, there is always someone who listens patiently.

Although it was only these two hours, Shang Chuan also felt that he had gained a lot.

The chattering classmates receded like the tide, and Shang Chuan tidied up the podium by himself.

Fanzi actually called a few students to help, but Shang Chuan didn't like to bother others, so he only asked them to help remove those tables, chairs and benches that did not belong to this classroom.

He lowered his head to clean up, completely unaware that a man wearing a black hat and sunglasses had already walked in front of him.

"Teacher Shang, I also have a question."

"what is the problem?"

As soon as Shang Chuan raised his head, he saw the face that had been roughened by the yellow sand of the desert.

"Do you have a date tonight?"

The black sunglasses twirled around on Xia Yuanling's index finger, and then landed on his palm with a "click".

With the appearance of a hooligan, he looked like a bad student who came to mess things up.

"Yes, the fan invited me to eat in their cafeteria," Shang Chuan continued to pack his handouts, ignoring Xia Yuanling's flirting and flirting.

"Huh? I finally came back from the desert," Xia Yuanling muttered after him, "Mr. Shang, you can't do this, you have to eat with me, or—"

It seems that you can't take Shang Chuan as well?

Xia Yuanling was a little distressed.

"But I don't have to go," Shang Chuan turned his head and reached out to rub Xia Yuanling's face.

Xia Yuanling turned her head and rubbed against his hand.

He patiently waited for Shang Chuan to pack up his things, and then the two of them left the teaching building together.

Wind and sunshine.

The afternoon sun was particularly gentle and dazzling, Xia Yuanling followed behind Shang Chuan, chirping about his filming situation.

For example, I ate a lot of soil in the desert. The mutton there is really delicious, the baked buns are also delicious, and the big plate chicken is also delicious.He didn't remember anything else, only the food in the Northwest.

"I won't go there when I come back this time. My father wants me to go back to work after I finished shooting the camera." Xia Yuanling complained in a low voice, "Just go, I'll fish every day."

"Speaking of which, do you know that something happened to President Zhou of Hanxing Entertainment?"

"what's up?"

This person Xia Yuanling sounded familiar.

"Being reported for tax evasion, the yin and yang contracts of the artists under his banner have caused a lot of trouble."

Shang Chuan rubbed Xia Yuanling's head. The little shark listened carefully, but he didn't seem to understand what he meant.

Han Xing Entertainment was behind Luo Feiluan's car accident that nearly destroyed his eyes.

Xiaoxia's cousin has grown to the point where he can hardly ignore it.

However, thinking of the kindness of the past, An Qian was still very loyal to Xia Yuanling, and every month he sent things to the crew, he had to keep Xia Yuanling's share.After all, it was Xiao Xia's sincerity that made this good relationship.

The two of them wandered to the corridor of the school, where they picked up a piece of wisteria.

The light purple is soothed by the sun, shining crystal light.

He is making trouble, he is laughing.

"Mr. Shang, will you hold a lecture next time?"

"I don't know, why, do you want to come and listen?"

"Yes, I'm going to dress up as a young and beautiful college student and come over to see how charming my dear Mr. Shang is in class."

Shang Chuan looked at his baggy clothes: "How do you look like a student?"

Xia Yuanling turned around and smiled at him: "That's right, you don't look like a boring teacher."

"Ok?"

"You are obviously the poison that hooked me."

"Love talk is nice, don't say it next time, it's too rustic."

The spring is rippling and the years are long.

Finger hooked palm.

You are what I found in the vast sea of ​​people,

Unique light.

The author says:

Flowering is over!Mr. Xiaoxia Monk for a long time!

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