First Love Performance Art [Entertainment]

"What scenery picture?"

Pei Shinian leaned over from the other side to look over, and began the first lesson he had learned as a compulsory introversion: flattery.

"Wow, you still have a photo hanging in the school?" Pei Shinian began to boast: "Aren't you usually a particularly good student to be on the campus list? I have been in school for more than ten years and have never been in school. Too bad It’s amazing, I’ll have to pay my respects in a while!”

[That's right, that photo is on the list of outstanding graduates, every time I pass by on the way to and from school, I have to look up at it! 】

[Pictures of the devil's younger brother when he was a student?Ahhh I want to see it! ! 】

【What?Your school still hides such a good thing?Let auntie take a look]

[Is the son frozen in youth, mom is looking forward to it! ! 】

[The flattery is good every year, so I didn't practice less when I went back, right? 】

[Hahaha, bad idols learn to flatter horses - they are all introverted]

After Pei Shinian finished speaking, Song Jianchu's face turned ugly again.

He didn't answer, turned his face away, put his head against the car window and closed his eyes, pretending to be asleep.

Pei Shinian: "?"

what happened?The book says that if you flatter a leader, the leader will usually compliment you back.

"Sit down." Mu Ye pushed Pei Shinian's head back: "Don't disturb people's rest."

"Oh."

Pei Shinian sat back in a daze, thinking that maybe he didn't shoot well this time, and try again later.

Leaning back for two seconds, Pei Shinian suddenly realized that he squinted his eyes and looked at his brother.

Before Pei Shinian hadn't attended class, he couldn't see anything, but this time after studying at home, he suddenly understood his brother's tricks.

On the surface, his brother seemed to be stopping him, but in fact he didn't miss any chance to express himself in front of the leader.

With just a short sentence, his brother played a game of dragging, improving his considerate and kind image in front of the leader, and portraying him as an employee who doesn't wink to disturb the leader's rest.

Pei Shinian: "!"

Wonderful!

She looks carefree and gentle, but actually has a dark heart. Isn't this the vicious female supporting role White Lotus in that novel?

Pei Shinian suddenly realized, the way he looked at his brother changed.

The road conditions in the morning rush hour were really congested, Song Jianchu closed his eyes and thought about the countermeasure for half an hour, and accidentally fell asleep.

He had a short dream of less than a minute. In the dream, Mu Ye saw the student photo that was too stupid to look at directly, and laughed so hard together with his group of weird fans that he couldn't stand upright, and finally rolled on the ground, laughing. A fox rolling all over the floor.

"Wake up..."

Song Jianchu suddenly opened his eyes and looked around.

Mu Ye was still in human form, and helped him stroke his messy hair: "Here we are."

Bai Xingyu looked back, and said with a smile: "What dream did you have, why is your face so pale?"

"Are you nervous about going back to your alma mater?" Pei Shinian hurriedly smiled and said, "It's okay, we'll be with you, and we'll follow you after a while to support you, so that you can go back to your alma mater in a good way! "

Song Jianchu: "..."

Song Jianchu was expressionless, looking out of the car window at the school gate that looked like the entrance to hell at the moment.

After struggling for a moment, he closed his eyes and said, "Get out of the car."

At [-]:[-], the working group arrived at the second work place, Hongyu International Middle School.

After getting out of the car, Pei Shinian lifted the brim of his hat, raised his eyebrows and said, "As expected of the legendary 'Noble Middle School', the gates are so grand."

Bai Xingyu: "When I was in school, I often heard that many of the students here are rich second generations."

Mu Ye also heard about it: "Successor Middle School."

[Oh, Mr. Mu begging, don't say this kind of nickname directly, as a student, I feel so ashamed]

[Gathering place for rich people and bad kids]

[It is indeed the alma mater of the younger brother of the devil, and his style really matches his style]

Variety Mentalist and his team had arrived ahead of schedule, holding a small loudspeaker and saying: "Welcome to the second place of work, Hongyu International Middle School, which is also the alma mater of your team leader. You will be in this rumored school for the next five days. As an outstanding graduate of the school, Song Jianchu will become the five-day specially-appointed principal of Hongyu International Middle School, leading four star employees to experience the teaching profession."

"Five days later, the school will conduct a comprehensive quality assessment for the students you bring. The total score of all students' comprehensive quality scores will be multiplied by the professional quality score given by the school teachers, which will determine the final donation amount for this work."

[Wow, this time it's the god teachers! ! ! 】

[Lemon lemon! !I'm going to make a fuss, my whole body will turn into lemon essence! 】

[To be honest, if these men are my teachers, I can learn them all my life]

【Ah, have you already left the school?Which class is so lucky to be taught by male god teachers?Will it be our class? 】

[Waiting for a girl to be single all her life in exchange for five days in a manly heaven! 】

Bai Xingyu folded his arms and nodded in satisfaction: "Being a teacher? Not bad. The dream I wrote in my composition when I was young was to be a teacher, and it can be regarded as a dream come true."

Lu Shen said lightly, "Be a physical education teacher?"

Bai Xingyu glanced sideways: "Do you think that those who know martial arts have strong limbs and simple minds? I used to have good academic performance, okay?"

Lu Shen sneered.

Bai Xingyu gritted his teeth with a dark face: "Are you laughing?"

Hearing this job, Pei Shinian was shocked: "Absolutely, I never thought I could be a teacher once in my life... What can I teach? Can I teach choreography? There is no such course in middle school, right?"

【Ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha school scumbag idol panicked】

[Be more confident every year!You have a lot of sparkle!Not only did you dance, you also played games very well! 】

【Teacher Pei, come and teach our class, hey, hey, I'll take you to the black hole】

Mu Ye glanced at the person beside him who was extremely silent after getting out of the car, and asked, "Aren't you happy to go back to your alma mater?"

"...No." Song Jianchu rubbed his face, cheered himself up, and asked the director, "We don't have teacher qualification certificates, so don't we need training first?"

Director Cui: "The teacher who receives you will come out soon. He will take you to the pre-employment test later. According to your level of cultural subjects in middle school, he will provide you with urgent teacher qualification training for relevant subjects. After passing the assessment, Tomorrow will officially substitute."

Pei Shinian shrivelled: "I still have to take the exam?? Can I not take part in this session?"

The students have already started their classes, and the reception teacher trots enthusiastically from the school.

"Everyone who came to join the job, I'm sorry, I'm sorry!" The middle-aged man is not tall but has good legs and feet. He quickly ran over and said enthusiastically, "I caught a few students who were late and climbed over the wall. They are late."

Song Jianchu looked up, his eyes froze again.

It was Director Zhang who came.

[Fuck, Director Zhang is on TV! ! 】

【Ah, this is such a strange feeling, I have the magical illusion that I am also on TV】

Director Zhang was relieved when he saw the outstanding graduates. He went over and patted Song Jianchu's arm: "I couldn't see the completion of the monument of honor last time. I must be regretful when I go back. It's okay. It will be completed in a few days. You must make sure before you leave." I can see it!"

Before the work was finished, Song Jianchu breathed a sigh of relief: "..."

It's best never to finish.

Song Jianchu said calmly: "Director Zhang, I think we can go directly to the job, and there is no need to rush to visit the campus."

"Why don't you take a tour?" Xiao Pei, a flatterer, immediately said, "I heard that Jianchu still has a beautiful honorary photo hanging in the school. Can you take us there to open our eyes?"

Song Jianchu's pupils trembled.

"That's necessary." Director Zhang raised his hand: "Go, I'll take you to see the pride of our school first!"

【Hahahaha come here】

【Hey, is it finally going to be made public? 】

【Everyone can look forward to it, it will surprise you】

[Ah, ah, my son's student photo! !Hurry up! ! 】

Several people followed Director Zhang into the school gate.

Song Jianchu walked slowly at the end, staring at the school board that was getting closer and closer to the side of the main road, feeling as if someone was about to discover his million-dollar reward warrant, his eyes gradually despaired.

He kept building his mind, thinking that the big deal would be to be laughed at for a day.

The other three were listening to Director Zhang introducing the history of the school, and Mu Ye accompanied him as he walked slowly to the end, and suddenly asked, "You don't want us to see the old photos?"

Song Jianchu met Mu Ye's eyes in surprise.

He was stunned for a moment, looked down at his feet who had walked the campus road countless times, and said calmly, "No."

Mu Ye turned his head to look at him and said, "If you don't want to show it to me, I won't watch it."

[I don't know why, maybe after watching that video, I always feel that these two people are good at whatever they say casually]

【Woooooooo teacher is so gentle】

[Brother Demon King’s expression, obviously he doesn’t want to show it, but we see it every day hehe]

Song Jianchu's drooping eyelashes moved.

Two seconds later, he hesitantly raised his eyes and looked at Mu Ye again, and lightly pursed his lower lip.

The campus list is less than five steps away, and the three of Pei Shinian are already standing in front of the campus list.

Director Zhang: "Here we are, this is the best batch of graduates in our school's history!"

Seeing the photo at the top of the list, the three of them were taken aback at the same time, and then began to shake their shoulders restrainedly.

Pei Shinian couldn't hold back a "poof", and quickly covered his mouth to silence the sound.

The audience also saw the photos, and were shocked by the contrasting image of the devil's younger brother's middle school student.

[Hahahahahahahahahaha, I want to laugh to death, who is this? ? 】

[Hello Demon King Xueshen!Oh no, the devil nerd hahahaha]

【This is my son?Damn, my son still has such innocent years? ? ?Woohoo mother's heart is about to melt]

[Oh my god! !This is too cute!I miss rua so much! ! 】

[Little baby, give your sister a kiss! ! !My sister will buy you an exercise book~]

Song Jianchu stopped and did not move forward.

He coolly put his hands in his pockets, turned his face to look at the teaching building, and said to the people around him indifferently: "Go and see if you are curious, it's just a photo, it's nothing."

Mu Ye was indeed very curious, and asked tentatively, "Then I read it?"

Song Jianchu squeezed his fist in his pocket, and said softly, "Yes."

Mu Ye didn't move forward, but took a look at it from a distance.

Song Jianchu clenched his fingers, closed his eyes and took a deep breath, thinking that if Mu Ye laughed hard, he wouldn't be dating today.

Suddenly there was a chuckle in his ear, low and itchy ears.

Song Jianchu opened his eyes with a hot face, and turned his head expressionlessly.

Mu Ye withdrew his gaze restrainedly, turned his head to look at him, tightened the corners of his mouth and commented with a smile: "It's so cute."

Song Jianchu put on a wooden face: "..."

Mu Ye raised his hand and stroked his hair.

Song Jianchu was stunned.

The embarrassment and discomfort in my heart were dispelled leisurely by the weight of that hand.

He raised his eyes hesitantly, and bumped into those gray eyes that were particularly light under the sun, blurred and deep.

The man's eyelashes followed his gaze gently and lowered, as if he was carefully observing his face.

After observing for two seconds, Mu Ye chuckled: "Chu Chu has grown up."