My Professor Shen

"This, this, this..." Lu Linshen spoke incoherently, and she didn't know if there was too much pornographic waste in her mind. She always felt that Jiang Ling's tone of voice was tired when she said this.

The way young people express their love these days is really unrestrained. This is definitely a generation gap.

A few seagulls flitted across the blue sea, and the sun reflected on the beach again.

"It's very suitable for writing calligraphy." Jiang Ling said calmly.

"Oh~" Lu Linshen suddenly realized, "That is, Shen Meiren's calligraphy is only a little worse than mine."

Shen Qingchuan frowned, straightened his long hair that was blown up by the wind, this child was always out of breath no matter what he was talking about.

Li Wen heaved a sigh of relief, he was still hesitating whether to edit such a wonderful clip.

Chu Ran was a little displeased, and subconsciously defended Shen Qingchuan, and said slowly: "Teacher Lu, pay attention, the sea is windy."

So crazy, don't accidentally flash your tongue.

The dog meddled with the mouse, Lu Linshen smiled brightly, "Thank you, Mr. Chu, for your concern, I am in good health."

Unlike you, it feels like the wind can blow away.

Jiang Ling's body leaned forward, blocking Chu Ran's secret and fiery sight, and raised her voice, "As far as I know, Mr. Shen studied under Mr. Yan Peilin, and he is very powerful."

Her eyes sparkled, and her words were full of showing off, as if to say: Look, such an excellent person is mine.

Yan Peilin, a master of contemporary calligraphy, is famous for his flowing calligraphy, but I have never heard that he has taken in disciples.

Lin Yuan has been quietly acting as the background board, and these words have greatly aroused her interest. In addition to teaching the main subject of Chinese, she is also in charge of the calligraphy interest class.

"Then Mr. Shen must be very skilled in calligraphy." Lin Yuan said softly.

Shen Qingchuan was pleased by the undisguised pride on Jiang Ling's face, and raised the corners of his lips involuntarily, and said modestly: "Teacher Lin is too famous, not to mention attainments, but just a little superficial."

What she said is true, and she learned it for a while when she was a child, and she relied more on her own exploration.

Lin Yuan looked at her more and more appreciatively.

Chu Ran echoed: "Qing Chuan is too modest, I have seen your writing before."

Some time ago, he was still keeping his own place. Today, Chu Ran seems to have been stimulated by something, and frequently sends out signals that the two knew each other before.

Sure enough, someone immediately asked the question.

Yu Qingyi: "Did you two know each other before?"

"know."

"Unfamiliar."

The two spoke in unison, but the answers were not the same.

Everyone looked at each other in blank dismay, always feeling a touch of embarrassment flowing in the air.

It's too shameless, this is trying to break the ties, Lu Linshen thought angrily.

When the cold wind blows, Chu Ran's thoughts are clear. Perhaps the atmosphere today is too harmonious, and his behavior is too out of bounds.

Jiang Ling held a handful of gravel in her hand, the edges of the broken shells were slightly sharp, and the corners of her eyes drooped downwards, looking like a wronged puppy.

Shen Qingchuan felt sore and swollen in his heart, silently opened her palm, smoothed the folds of her palm, and the gravel sneaked away along the fingers.

She explained with a smile: "I met Mr. Chu, but we don't know each other well."

Chu Ran received a few slaps, and still smiled at Yan Yan, "Yes, Mr. Shen is too cold, it's not easy to approach."

The sound of the piano was melodious, and after a few songs, Li Zhonglei had enough of his addiction.

He pushed the mirror frame on the bridge of his nose and asked, "It's so lively, what are you talking about?"

Wu Renzhong took the opportunity to reveal what happened just now, and said loudly: "We are talking about our luck today, and we can hear Teacher Li's performance for free."

Li Zhonglei chuckled, and sat cross-legged next to Yu Qingyi.

"Your hands are so cold, I'll warm you up." His eyebrows were affectionate, and his voice was gentle.

Yu Qingyi's fair little face was tinged with embarrassment.

Jiang Ling looked left and right, there was a hint of envy hidden under the amber eyes.

She also wanted to show her affection so blatantly.

The beach is full of laughter and laughter, the sun is gradually dimming, the sky is full of red, and the sea is full of golden waves.

-

After wandering around for half an afternoon, everyone looked a little tired.

Lu Linshen had just experienced sea surfing, and her fingertips were exhausted. She slumped on the sofa in the hall, half-closed her eyes, and lazily said to the bartender at the bar, "Thank you for a mojito. "

The bartender turned a deaf ear and concentrated on chiseling the ice.

The hall is topped with teak wood beams, the walls are curved, the sofa is also custom-made and streamlined, and in the center is a dining table converted from a ship's rudder, with some fruits on the plate.

Jiang Ling was extremely thirsty, so she peeled open an orange casually. The mist was filled with fresh sweetness. Lu Lin sniffed it deeply, and suddenly felt saliva, and reached out to snatch it.

Jiang Ling raised her hand above her head, and dodged sideways, "Teacher Shen, here it is."

"Stingy ghost." Lu Lin muttered deeply, holding a green coconut in his arms.

"Thank you." Shen Qingchuan frowned, biting lightly, the sweet and sour juice burst between his lips and teeth instantly.

Yu Qingyi also ordered a glass of rose wine, but no one paid any attention to it.

Her eyes widened slightly, and she knocked heavily on the table, "Director, what's going on?"

Li Wen raised his head and reminded softly: "Everyone, just order something, you haven't paid yet."

As the youngest one in the audience, Xiao Jiang, who was not short of money, patted his chest and took the initiative to pay for the meal, "It's the first time we meet, I'll treat you to this meal."

Li Wen smiled slyly.

Lu Linshen was the most supportive. She applauded resoundingly, and said in an exaggerated tone: "That's a good relationship. Let me order another small cake for my sister."

Big cakes are not good, they are easy to get fat, Lu Linshen thought to himself.

"Okay." Jiang Ling agreed neatly, but couldn't find the QR code.

The ice glass in the bartender's hand was already formed, and he simply cleaned up the crushed ice scum on the table, as if seeing her doubts, he explained softly: "Miss, we don't support online payment here."

"Oh." Yu Qingyi supported her head, "Who still brings money when going out these days."

The rest nodded in agreement.

Shen Qingchuan opened his eyes with closed eyes, smiled confidently, and said loudly: "I have."

She took out a wad of cash from her wallet, seeing that it was thick enough for this extravagant meal.

Lu Lin was so hungry that he looked like a rich man, he couldn't help but his eyes sparkled, and he threw himself on her face and said, "Why is Beauty Shen so smart?"

The face was rounded and flattened, and there was a sticky saliva mark. Shen Qingchuan put a finger on Lu Linshen's forehead, pursed his mouth and said in disgust, "You husky, stay away from me."

Chu Ran was amazed at how unashamed Lu Lin was, but Jiang Ling chose to ignore it as always.

What are you afraid of? She will sue Boss Ji.

Jiang Ling ordered cocktails for each teacher, taking into account Wu Renzhong and his wife's health plan, and specially replaced them with fruit juice.

"How much?" Jiang Ling raised the cash.

"I'm sorry, miss, we don't accept cash either." The bartender didn't change his face, and his smile was formulaic and serious.

Everyone was puzzled, Wu Renzhong asked curiously: "Then how do you charge?"

The bartender smiled and said nothing, pointing to the small blackboard in the corner.

"Steak—two photos, mojito—one photo..." Jiang Ling became more and more confused.

Shen Qingchuan glanced at the director coldly, Li Wen blinked his eyes and said innocently: "In a paradise isolated from the world, it's normal to exchange things for things."

"Normal fart!" Yu Qingyi's throat was dry, and she stepped on Li Wen's ponytail, looking like a popular rock singer.

Li Zhonglei wiped the sweat off his face with a paper towel, and hurriedly persuaded him: "My wife, don't be angry, you will get wrinkles when you are angry..."

Yu Qingyi stretched the skin at the corners of her eyes with her fingers, unable to move up or down.

With a sound of "dong", the green coconut was placed heavily on the dining table, and Lu Lin was filled with righteous indignation: "That's right, why are we isolated from the world, could it be that we teleported here?"

She stuffed a piece of orange into her mouth, swallowed it to moisten her throat, "Director, do you live in a mountain village without electricity, and still engage in such a primitive transaction method as bartering?"

Seeing that their focus seemed to be off the mark, Shen Qingchuan pondered: "Explain what the photos refer to."

Li Wen took a breath, and explained: "It is to turn in the photos of the scenery punch card in exchange for daily necessities."

"You said it earlier, you can take ten or eight pictures just now." Lu Lin puffed up with his hands on his hips.

Li Wen thought to himself: This check-in is not the other check-in.

Li Zhonglei had no doubt that if Yu Qingyi had tools at hand right now, the director's equipment would definitely suffer.

Several female guests came forward and pressed hard, Li Zhonglei persuaded one to persuade the other, Wu Renzhong watched with joy as they made a fuss.

Chu Ran: "Pure travel?"

Li Wen: "Dahai testifies! You guys had a great time just now!"

Shen Qingchuan: "No script?"

Li Wen: "Mr. Shen, I'm wronged. I never gave you any roles."

Jiang Ling: "No checkpoints?"

Li Wen: "There wasn't any..."

Lu Linshen: "There is no financial limit?"

Li Wen: "You all brought money, but you can't spend it!"

As the clock ticked, there was a huge fish tank hanging in the air, with several colorful fish swimming in it. Lu Linshen's eyes suddenly lit up, and Li Wen was suddenly a little frightened.

"Why don't we grill those fish!" She said as soon as she said it, and she rolled up her non-existent sleeves as a gesture.

"Don't, don't, don't!" Li Wen showed embarrassment, the sum of these fish was more expensive than him.

The assistant director quickly came out to smooth things over, "Teachers, the punch card photo will be taken tomorrow, and we can credit it today."

"On credit?" Lu Linshen stopped his movements, "Then the director gave me a hammer, and I'm going to open the coconut."

She looked at Qingye with a cruel look on her face, as if she took it for someone.

Li Wen swallowed, a little nervous, "That... Mr. Lu, coconut charges, a photo."

"What about the oranges?!"

"It's also a photo..."

Lu Linshen counted carefully. There were at least five orange peels lying quietly in the trash can on the table. She exclaimed loudly, "This is more expensive than eating steak! I'll kill you!"

The hall was full of commotion.