My daughter-in-law, Teacher Qin

Qin Shuhao, who was almost "digested", regretted endlessly, why Ji Cheng was so violent.

He said that it was a custom-made class uniform, but Ji Cheng actually tore it up for him.

And warned Qin Shu not to wear those shorts, Teacher Qin was very helpless.

The day before May [-]st Labor Day, the whole school of the No. [-] Middle School was boiling, and the sports meeting started with great momentum.

Faculty and staff competitions are counted as entertainment and put at the end.

Qin Shuhao, as the acting head teacher of the second class, led the boys in the class to move tables and chairs from six o'clock in the morning.

He also led the morning square team, but the whole class wore the same class uniform.

Only Qin Shuhao was an exception. The Chinese teacher in the second class asked Qin Shuhao if he had class uniforms and why he didn't wear them.

A sweat-absorbing sports jacket on the upper body, and a pair of high-elastic pants under the python pattern sports shorts on the lower body.

Teacher Qin, who only showed a part of his ankle, smiled wryly and played sloppy.

His class uniform has shrunk so badly that he can no longer wear it...

Fortunately, it wasn't too hot that day, but the auditorium assigned to them by the grade group wasn't blocked by any trees.

Qin Shuhao immediately sent the monitor of their class to a nearby supermarket, and bought a sun hat for one member of the class at his own expense.

Ji Cheng had long said that he would come to see him run 1000 meters, and when the time came, he insisted that Qin Shu could not run anymore, so he would immediately save people.

Qin Shuhao expressed his rejection of Ji Cheng's "good intentions", even if he climbed, he would climb to the finish line.

In the morning, it was mainly track and field events, and the boys in class two participated in various events of the sports meeting.

Track and field competition is the most difficult and most competitive event.

The host on the rostrum enthusiastically recited the printed lines, and the athletes of each class went to the entry office to get their number plates according to the announcement on the radio.

The playground was full of brightly colored clothes. Li Yuan, who was wearing a basketball uniform with a white background and red trim, leaned against the entrance of the playground with his back facing a tall man.

"It's so hot~~"

He complained, shaking his lid.

Zheng Fang, who leaned over to pin the number plate behind him, squeezed his shoulder.

Impatiently said: "Don't move around, I almost stabbed you just now."

"Hum hum…"

Li Yuan whimpered like a child who didn't want to go to kindergarten, complaining while hugging the iron fence in front of him.

"If I had known that the gym student in your class who wore spiked shoes would also run two bats, I wouldn't have participated in the relay!"

Zheng Fang saw that he was still moving around, so he pinched him again, fixed the number plate behind Li Yuan, and then pressed the back of his head.

He automatically turned around and asked Li Yuan to help him install the sign.

"Are you afraid of him?"

"Oh, why are you so tall? I can't reach you anymore, help Dad quickly."

Zheng Fang closed his eyes and turned around halfway, one hand supported Li Yuan who raised his leg and stepped up the human-high steps.

It's a pity that this place is too high. If Li Yuan steps on it, it will be one leg higher than Zheng Fang. If he is asked to squat down, his center of gravity will be unstable.

The tall Zheng Fang pinched the person's creaking hole, cursed "fuck", and sandwiched Li Yuan to let him sit on the steps.

"Hey, smart, Ergou!"

Zheng Fang ignored him, "Hurry up, the three clubs in your class have already gone to the track."

"I. Fuck, you didn't say it earlier!"

Li Yuan gave him his number plate three times, five times and two times. The two of them were dressed in white and blue. Those who didn't know thought they were going to play basketball.

Running side by side to the designated match point, Zheng Fang is the first bat in class one, and Li Fang is the second bat in class two.

The two of them are now in a competitive relationship, Zheng Fang looked at the excited Li Yuan and teased him again.

"Do you need me to let you?"

Li Yuan turned his head and gave him a blank look, "Che, the top one in our class is also very capable, Ergou, we are rivals now, don't expect me to be merciful."

Zheng Fang shook his head and laughed at him, "I'll see if you can still say this later."

"Hmph, just wait and treat me to barbecue and bibimbap today!"

There are four athletes standing on each track in each class, and the 400-meter relay is the first event in the track and field competition.

After this competition, Li Yuan's "athlete" career is not over yet, and he will be required to participate in the next 800 meters.

He felt flustered when he stood in the second position. He looked at the referee who was standing at the starting point and raised his running gun, and bit his lip to look at Zheng Fang, who was in the next track.

Trying to ignore the too fucking menacing sportsman right next to him.

Ergou was still fiddling with the wristband he had given him.

Really... I already said not to let him go!

"Everyone, get ready..."

"Oh!"

The eight boys on the block started at the same time, one by one rushing forward desperately.

Li Yuan waited back for his blow, and glanced at Zheng Fang who was much faster than the rest of their class.

"What a good second dog!"

"come on! Come on……"

The auditorium also boiled up, and a class even brought a big drum used to cry for grievances at the gate of the ancient yamen, which made the whole playground rumble.

Come, come, Qin Shuhao saw Zheng Fang and Yi Bang from his class running over together, Li Yuan, whose heartbeat accelerated, felt that his soul was about to go out of his body.

The moment the boy in his class handed him the baton, he kicked his feet and ran out, and he could vaguely hear Zheng Fang shouting for him.

Now Li Yuan wished that he was a pencil with a sharpened head and rushed forward. He closed his eyes and gritted his teeth as he ran forward, when suddenly he smelled a strange smell in his nose.

Opening his eyes, he saw that the sports student brushing past him threw him away in just a split second.

"Ah ah ah..."

Li Yuan rushed forward like crazy.

There were only ten meters left in the distance of 100 meters. Li Yuan watched helplessly that the ordinary three sticks had started to run, and Li Yuan kicked the ground with all his might, too hard.

He fell!

The front of the knee is rubbing against the ground, but the red and white half of the plastic rod is firmly held in the hand.

The three sticks standing in front of him stretched out their hands and jumped anxiously.

"damn it!"

Immediately getting up from the ground, Li Yuan staggered forward and finally passed the baton.

Not forgetting to say "Come on" after handing the stick, Li Yuan stared at his head and looked down, his knee was rubbed off fist-sized skin.

Now the crimson blood is flowing out without money, and a few strands of blood have left in the calf muscles.

The scorching pain finally controlled his head, Li Yuan looked up to the sky and screamed, "It hurts so much!"

The tall man striding over from behind directly hugged Li Yuan by the waist and taught him a lesson.

"Who the hell told you to run around?!"

"Ergou, I still have ten yuan in my meal card. This is your inheritance from my father. Remember to find me a piece of green land..."

"Shut up." Zheng Fang shook his arms, and Li Yuan, who was howling in fright, quickly hugged his neck.

Realizing that the direction was wrong, Li Yuan grabbed Zheng Fang by the collar and asked him to let him down.

"Why did you carry me out? I still have 800 meters to run."

"Run ass."

"Hey, I'm not going to the infirmary, you put me down, the 800 meters will start soon!"

"To shut up."

"You put me down!"

"No."

"I just scratched the skin a little bit? I was the only one in our class who reported [-]!"

Zheng Fang put him down suddenly, bent down again, and pressed the edge of Li Yuan's severely scratched wound with his fingertips.

"Aww!" Li Yuan yelled in pain, hugging his knees and jumping on one leg.

Zheng Fang stared at him quietly, "Scratches a little?"

"It's just to scratch the skin and apply some iodophor. Our teacher Qin bought it. Are you dragging me to the infirmary to reduce competition for everyone in your class?!"

Zheng Fang was hurt by Li Yuan's bluff, knowing that he was deliberately speaking ironically to provoke him, he frowned twice and pulled the little bastard who raised his eyebrows back to the playground.

Compared to the flirtatious young couple, Lin Xu who is alone looks very pitiful.

The seats in the auditorium are all random. Everyone sits with their buddies and friends. Lin Xu is alone and doesn't even have a table with him, so he is squeezed to the side by his classmates to bask in the sun.

Looking at the two female classmates next to them sharing snacks, Lin Xu stared straight at the soft toffee in their hands, and spoke without warning.

"I want to eat a piece too."

The two girls next to me were scared.

The mushroom-headed girl looked at him with almond eyes. Lin Xu looked like a little old man, but there was a little brilliance in his eyes.

It's a pity that he doesn't have a talking friend in the class, so I broke two pieces of candy for him.

"thanks, thanks."

Lin Xu was like a homeless person who had only eaten leftovers in the trash can for half a month, holding a soft toffee like a white flour steamed bun, and sincerely thanked him.

"Class two, class two! Li Yuan top three!"

Zheng Fang followed the 800-meter injured athlete to finish the race, and Li Yuan almost entered the top three.

Because of playing with injuries, he won a Spiritual Excellence Award from the rostrum.

The sanitation committee member who wiped Li Yuan with iodine before the run was waiting for him at the finish line. Li Yuan, whose legs were limp and unable to move forward, leaned against Zheng Fang and drove him, slumped on the lawn inside the track.

Leaning on Zheng Fang's palm with his back, he wailed, "It's just a little short..."

The health commissioner reapplied the medicine on him with a cotton swab, and raised his head to comfort him.

"It doesn't matter, there will be more next year, next year you will definitely take the first place."

Li Yuan was naturally talkative, and he got along with everyone in the class. Hearing how they comforted him, he continued to wail.

"Next year we will all be in our third year of high school. Gou Ri.'s school will allow us to attend, my knee..."

"Oh!" Li Yuan jerked his body forward.

It turned out that it was Zheng who pushed him from behind and pulled his ears to make him shut up.

"Zheng Fang, your old class is looking for you. She said that you haven't returned to the auditorium of the first class all morning, and the student union has remembered your names."

Zheng Fang took out a Bingliang sticker from the wristband in his hand, peeled off the sticker in his hand, and stuck it on Li Yuan's forehead.

"Don't worry about it, just remember it if you like it."

The competition was over, and all the competitions of Class [-] and Class [-] were also over. Zheng Fang picked up Li Yuan, who was too lazy to walk, and went home.

"Er Gou, my knee hurts too much, I have to eat a big portion of barbecue and bibimbap."

"..."

"It hurts, I need bibimbap, bibimbap~"

"..."

"Did you hear that?!"

"Don't fucking move around."

"I want to eat roast! Meat! Mix! Rice!"

"I think you look like barbecue bibimbap."

At [-] o'clock in the afternoon, all the awards in the sports meeting were given out. Qin Shuhao and his class won five first prizes, and the whole class had to add two points for class quantification.

The faculty competition started, and all the middle-aged male teachers, those wearing slippers and leather shoes, were gearing up.

Only Qin Shuhao had a headache wearing a full set of professional equipment.

Why hasn't Ji Cheng come yet?

The physics teacher in the same class walked to the side of the track with a one-liter plastic water cup, and Qin Shuhao, who was looking around for Ji Cheng, hurriedly greeted him when he saw him.

The physics teacher's class representative watched his teacher finish drinking the water and quickly took the water glass. Qin Shu heard the teacher ask him if it was hot.

Wiping off the sweat under the hairline with his wrist, Qin Shuhao shook his head and said it was okay.

More than half of the students left on the playground, and the rest were waiting to watch.

Qin Shuhao tiptoed in the sneakers that Ji Cheng bought for him, and his originally thin white ankles became more delicate.

Stretching his neck to look at the lawn, the back of his head felt warm again.

Qin Shuhao turned his head abruptly, the tall Ji Cheng was standing behind him, followed by Lin Xu who was carrying a supermarket shopping bag.

His eyes lit up the moment he saw Ji Cheng, his mouth slowly opened, and the two looked at each other, almost forgetting that this was still on the side of the runway.

Looking back at the sizing eyes of the physics teacher, Qin Shuhao was about to be introduced when Ji Cheng snatched him first.

The man shook hands with the physics teacher generously, "I'm a good brother, please take care of him more in the future."

"No matter where, no matter where, Mr. Qin is very good in our No. [-] Middle School and No. [-] Middle School. The teachers in our office are very optimistic about him."

Qin Shuhao pulled Ji Cheng and Lin Xu to the corner behind the rostrum, and Lin Xu was a foodie.

With the snacks bought by Ji Cheng hanging on his wrist, he couldn't finish eating, so he didn't care what the two uncles next to him said.

Ji Cheng peeled off a bar of dark chocolate, broke it and fed it to Qin Shuhao.

Teacher Qin who was being fed was shy in front of Lin Xu, and refused to open his mouth with his neck thrown back.

"I'm already 23."

He looked at Ji Cheng with splayed eyebrows, he would be 24 in half a year.

How can I be like a child, running for a walk and having to replenish energy.

How could Ji Cheng care so much, he only had eyes for his idiot.

Domineeringly stretched his arms around Qin Shuhao's waist, squeezed the chocolate and approached him, "Open your mouth."

Qin Shu was so afraid that someone else would come in and bump into them at this time, so he opened his mouth tremblingly, and begged Ji Cheng to let him go quickly.

Their relationship is not dirty invisible people, but there are still a few people in this world who can accept them.

One thing more is worse than one thing less. This is the common point of view of the two of them.

It was Ji Chengte who was domineering and always raised Qin Shuhao like a child.

Qin Shuhao's 1000-meter race is about to start, and he has already heard the announcement that the teachers of each class should gather on the track.

Ji Cheng put his shoulders on his shoulders and walked out, "Can you finish the run in a while?"

Qin Shu followed him out obediently, his heart was beating fast, he clenched his fists and turned to look at him.

With the "I can do it" expression on your face, you must insist on finishing the run! "

Ji Cheng's palm on his shoulder squeezed his shoulder to let Qin Shu relax, "Look forward if you can't run, I'm here."

"Ah."

They walked through the still lively crowd, their outstanding figures and appearance were well concealed under the noisy atmosphere, but Ding Hao, who was sitting on the top of the audience stand, still noticed them.

Ding Hao was beaten badly by Ji Cheng last time, and the bridge of his nose is still covered with gauze with medicine.

He saw that the man who beat him up last time was serious, but the tenderness in his eyes came from Qin Shuhao who was beside him.

Regret welled up in his heart, and he quickly hid among the students.

Although it is said that the faculty and staff sports events are just for entertainment, who would want to lose face?

Qin Shuhao stood in the inner circle because of the advantage of the second class, and Ji Cheng followed him on the lawn inside the road.

The referee for playing Mucang was already in place. Qin Shuhao and his male teacher who participated in the competition were as fat as balls and as thin as fritters. Qin Shuhao stood between them as if he was going to the countryside to help the poor.

Lin Xu, who had eaten most of the bag of snacks, ran to the lawn from nowhere, and stood on the lawn to cheer Qin Shu up.

"Come on, little uncle, win the chemistry teacher first!"

Qin Shuhao bit his lip and looked at Ji Cheng and his real uncle and nephew, and gave a serious hum.

It seems that Lin Xu is rarely so active and outgoing, Qin Shu thought about it, and then focused on the game.

As soon as the gun was fired, seven or eight teachers ran away sparsely.

It's just that time makes people old, and those middle-aged men who never exercise can hardly run after half a lap.

In front of Qin Shuhao, there was only a chemistry teacher who was usually unattractive and looked very lazy, and the one who ran first was the physics teacher who had just talked to them.

The physics teacher who ran first swung his fritter-like body forward and swung his legs, with a square mouth on his face, panting for breath.

"Third, come on little uncle, you will be No.3 if you persevere!"

Lin Xu followed Qin Shuhao and ran forward at the same speed on the lawn, encouraging him while running.

Ji Cheng trotted backwards, facing Qin Shuhao's agitated and flushed face.

"Ah... Huh... Huh..." Qin Shu was good to guide himself in his heart. If this continues, he will definitely not be the last.

But for 1000 meters, he needs to run two and a half laps around the playground. There is a long way to go, and he must persevere.

There was a lot of people on the playground, and the students had fun looking at the faces of their teachers that were different from those in class, and some of them even brought their cell phone cameras to capture this wonderful moment.

Accompanied by Ji Cheng and Lin Xu, Qin Shuhao finished the first lap, holding his waist with one hand, trying his best to catch his breath and run forward.

When he first ran out, his pace quickened, and he ran very eagerly.

Now he has a gash in his stomach, which invisibly caused him psychological disturbance.

In fact, it is not difficult for a person to run two or three laps around the playground, but the difficulty lies in the fact that when a person enters the field, he will feel psychological fear.

Qin Shuhao now swung his legs and ran across the second half circle of the playground, and the male teacher behind him was getting closer and closer to him.

Lin Xu, who is Qin Shuhao's relatives and friends, hurriedly informed him loudly.

"I'm about to catch up, run, run!"

The person involved, Mr. Qin, became even more nervous. He frowned and ran forward with his waist pinched.

Looking at the long road ahead, I already feel that my feet are heavy.

Afterwards, the male teacher who came from behind easily surpassed Qin Shuhao who slowed down.

He looked at the third who ran a long way in front of him, and felt even more desperate.

Ji Cheng, who was by his side, didn't say anything, but looked at Qin Shuhao's slowed down and called out to him.

"There's still one more lap left to run, book is good, lift your legs."

Qin Shuhao's soft hair was disheveled, and the originally neat bangs on his forehead were parted in the middle, but it didn't affect his handsomeness at all.

The neatly trimmed sideburns on both sides were dripping with sweat, and there was a burst of coolness when the wind blew.

Not caring about opening his mouth to speak, Qin Shuhao raised his hand and pressed his chest, which was about to explode, gritted his teeth and ran forward as hard as he could.

After two laps, there were only six people left on the track, and two male teachers who couldn't run sat down on the lawn to rest.

Qin Shuhao's temples were dripping with sweat, and he saw that there were still those three people in front of him.

Ji Cheng followed him all the time, seeing his disappointed eyes, he quickly comforted him.

"There are only 100 meters left, the book is ready, run quickly, I will wait for you at the finish line."

So Qin Shuhao just looked at his Ji Cheng and ran forward, and he disappeared after a while.

Qin Shuhao was sweating on the bridge of his nose, and the frame of his glasses slid down.

He painfully swallowed the saliva stuck in his throat, and ran forward with his brows furrowed.

Now it is no longer his legs that support him to run forward, his feet continue to swing completely relying on the inertia of the previous two laps, as if he stopped the car but did not brake the wheels going forward.

"Ah...huh..." Qin Shuhao struggled.

Just when the overall situation was settled, one of the people running ahead stopped.

Qin Shuhao looked at the point less than 20 meters away from the male teacher, and wished to speed up his pace.

"Ten meters! Little uncle, come on, you'll finish running soon, run!"

Qin Shuhao finally ran to the finish line with weak legs. Ji Chengdao, who was standing at the finish line, helped Qin Shuhao, who could not take a step forward, to sit on the lawn.

Faculty man No. 1000 in the 3-meter race leaned against Ji Cheng and panted heavily. His throat and lungs hurt so badly that every breath felt like a small knife pierced into his lungs.

"I'm done, I... I'm done..."

Qin Shu struggled to speak with his breath.

Ji Cheng supported him with one hand and massaged his thigh muscles with the other, while Lin Xu crossed his legs and pinched Qin Shuhao's two calves.

Fortunately, Qin Shu stayed on the spot for 10 minutes before he felt a little consciousness in his legs. He seemed to be paralyzed for the 10 minutes just now.

The students in their high school will have to go to the evening self-study for half a day before the holiday. The students who carried the desks and chairs back to the classroom complained, but they had no choice but to accept this killing fact.

Ji Cheng supported Qin Shuhao, whose legs were as soft as noodles, and drove back to Longwan at the back gate of No. [-] Middle School. The Mercedes-Benz turned the sidewalk and was stopped by the luxury car in front.

There had never been such a resident in their community who left their car across the road. Ji Cheng held the steering wheel and looked at the license plate number of the car.

After seeing it clearly, his jaw tightened, and he reversed the car and turned from the residential building on one side to the downstairs of their house.

Sure enough, the owner of the luxury car was standing at the entrance of the corridor.

Ji Cheng got out of the car with ice-cold eyes, and Qin Shuhao looked at the man in a suit standing in front of them, looking upstairs with his hands behind his back.

After Ji Cheng got out of the car, the man turned his gaze to them.

The eyes of the two men outside the car were full of hatred, and Qin Shuhao suddenly realized something.

After getting out of the car, Ji Cheng opened the door on his side, and carried him out of the car with both hands.

Qin Shu pushed back in a panic, but Ji Cheng's hug at the waist was like the safety rail of a roller coaster.

The door of the Mercedes-Benz was kicked shut by Ji Cheng. He hugged Qin Shuhao and went upstairs directly, completely ignoring the straight middle-aged man in a suit standing there.

Qin Shu was so tired that he hung his brand new sneakers, and reached out to press the elevator when they reached the elevator room.

Ji Cheng carried him in, Qin Shuhao turned around and saw the man following him.

He carefully looked at Ji Cheng's raised side face, "He is your father, right?"

He looked much older than the adults he met at the parent-teacher meeting seven years ago.

"Don't look at him."

Ji Cheng held him in his arms and stood inside with extreme displeasure, seeing that Ji Shang was about to come in, he hurriedly asked Qin Shu to close the elevator.

Qin Shuhao moved slowly, thinking that elders should respect no matter what.

After hesitating, Ji Shang stepped into the elevator.