The singing is over, next... I want to confess!

Looking at the chat bubbles flying upwards, Jun Yi didn't even bother to reply, so he closed QQ and was about to go to bed, but he received a text message that surprised him.

Tang Tang: Yi, you and Xiaoxi should be on good terms, and I can rest assured that I will hand him over to you. I can see that you already like Xiaoxi.Don't bother me anymore, just let it go ^_^.If you drag on, be careful that Xiaoxi will be abducted by others.

Jun Yi shook his head helplessly, typed a paragraph, and then deleted it all.

In fact, he understood the string of gibberish codes that Tang Tang was scared to send by Mo Xi last time.

like you.

And Jun Yi pretended not to see it, and he knew the reason himself.

One was that he was afraid that Tang Tang would be embarrassed if he asked Tang Tang openly. After all, he had already rejected him face to face.And secondly, of course, he himself discovered the change in his feelings towards Mo Xi.

However, Tang Tang's text message was very appropriate. It not only eliminated the frustration in Jun Yi's heart, but also gave him a push so that he could face up to his own heart.

On the second day, there was no supporting role for the play, no singing concert, and nothing to be busy with, so Mo Xi was helpless.

It seems that I really have to find something to do.

After thinking about it, I also logged into the online bank to check my savings, and then I became more certain about the idea of ​​going out to find a job.

Just thinking about it, suddenly a flash of inspiration flashed in my mind, and I remembered the teacher I liked the most when I was still in L University.

With my current qualifications and strength, it should be very easy to be a teaching assistant or something!

Then he contacted the professor, and as expected, he immediately agreed.

He knew why when he arrived at school the next day.

"Come here, Xiaoxi, come and help me with some questions." Mo Xi twitched the corner of his mouth and looked at the old professor in front of him who seemed to be liberated when he saw himself, feeling as if he had taken the initiative to throw himself into the wolf's mouth.

"That's right, you know what, I really like a kid from the music department, his voice is really amazing!"

Mo Xi, who was thinking about the exam questions, was suddenly aroused by the old professor's words, "What's your name?"

"Ling Hao."

"Puff cough cough cough." Hearing the name, Mo Xi burst out instantly.

"What's the matter? Do you know this kid?" The old professor asked strangely.

Mo Xi quickly shook his head, "No, but I've heard of it. It is said that he is the second most influential person after Yi back then."

The old professor stared at Mo Xi for a while, knowing that Mo Xi's face was frozen with laughter, "If you don't keep a low profile every day and wear a hat and a mask, if you let your face out, there will be no one in the world. won you."

Mo Xi shook his head helplessly, the old naughty boy was still like this, and then he ignored him, and let him think about it.

The winter in L City is still very cold, and Mo Xi overestimated his ability to withstand the cold, so he wore very little clothes. When he got home, he was so cold that he was about to cry. come over.

As expected, I caught a cold the next day, and my voice was still hoarse. In his words, this is how the world treats me when labor and management finally go out once!I'm really not fit to go out!

That's what he said, but since he promised to go to the school as a teaching assistant, he will do well.

Glancing at Tang Tang who was still sleeping soundly, he decided not to disturb him anymore, wrote a note and pasted it beside his bed, drank a cup of hot milk and went out.

This time he behaved well and wrapped himself into a ball.

It was another day of office work, and his back hurt from sitting. Finally, when it was time to get off work, the old professor was pulling him to explain things, and he reluctantly agreed.

And a familiar figure happened to pass by the door, stopped not far away to look back, then turned and left.

Only then did Mo Xi come out with a bunch of lesson plans in his arms, muttering, "Ah, if I knew it, I wouldn't have agreed to be a teaching assistant." He sighed heavily.

Then I thought that I have really persevered in chasing Junyi for the past few months, isn't it just a teaching assistant! ? Live!

Then he murmured again and again, "But I'm going all out to chase that idiot."

Then he stepped out of the campus, his exposed fingers holding the lesson plan were red from the cold, and he felt very cute huddled in the big padded jacket.

In the end, he saw Jun Yi who seemed to be waiting for him at the school gate, and was stunned in place.

Jun Yi walked over funny and angry, snatched the lesson plan in his arms, and took his cold hand, "You still work so hard when you are sick, if the old professor loves you and calls me to pick you up, don't you?" Are you going to walk back again? Don’t you want to wear gloves? Your hands are so cold.”

Mo Xi replied blankly, "I don't have gloves."

And Jun Yi naturally continued, "I'll buy it for you, and bring it to you when I come to pick you up tomorrow."

Feeling the warmth of Junyi's palm, Mo Xi didn't know how to react for a while, the happiness came so suddenly, I can't accept it QAQ!

"That..." After sitting in the car, Mo Xi spoke, but the hoarse voice made Jun Yi frowned.

"Have you taken your medicine? Is your throat sore?"

In fact, Mo Xi is very generous, why is Jun Yi's style of painting a little bit wrong today? Did you get stimulated by something?

"I've taken the medicine, it's nothing serious." But Mo Xi answered obediently.

Hearing this, Jun Yi nodded, "Why do you want to be a teaching assistant here?"

"Because it seems that this is the most suitable for me at the moment. There are not many classes and more free time. It is convenient for me to do pia dramas. When I have more experience in the future, I can find a stable CV job."

"Well, that's right, but the teaching assistant is also very tiring. You should pay attention to rest when preparing and lecturing."

"Well, okay~"

After sending Mo Xi home, Jun Yi watched him enter the building, and then drove away. As soon as he got home, his own small QQ received the message.

Momo: Brother Yi! ! ! QAQ! ! ! ! !

Momo: My family's style of Gongjun's painting is wrong today! ! !Although it feels the same as usual!But I just don't think it's right! ! !

A mouthful of old blood was stuck in Jun Yi's throat, but he still replied calmly.

Yi: What?

Momo: He treats me well!He also said that he would buy me gloves! ! !

should:

Yi: Are you shaking M? He treats you well and you still say that his painting style is wrong

Momo: _(:зゝ∠)_, happiness comes too suddenly, I cannot accept it suddenly.

Jun Yi raised his forehead.

Yi: You are a Shaking M, the identification is complete.

Momo: No way~ The Lun family is flattered~ But I'm still very happy!I'm going to tweet!

Sure enough, Mo Xi's Weibo was updated immediately.

AT&CV-Moxi V: Good Kaisen, he wants to buy me gloves, buy gloves, buy gloves, important things are said three times. _(:зゝ∠)_

Ink 1: Front Row

Ink 2: The point is, who is he?

Ink 3: Him? →_→@AT&Artist, CV-E Jun V

Ink 4: Hu touches the prince, a cute and easy to satisfy →_→

Ink 5: Since the prince came out of the closet, he has become more and more angry →_→

As soon as Jun Yi could imagine Mo Xi's happy look, he couldn't see his eyes from laughing, and even liked it.

Recalling it for a while, it seems that seeing him happy made me happy a long time ago, but I deliberately didn't notice it.

It turns out that as long as two people love each other, it is easy to be happy and feel satisfied.