she misses me

The first time Shu Liang entered the classroom, she saw Song Zhen sitting in the first row by the wall. The textbooks were neatly placed on the table, and there was an expensive-looking one next to her. pen.

This time, there was no mobile phone on the table, as if it was deliberately avoided for what happened last time.

Most of the students in the classroom are already full, and the seats in the front row are definitely gone.

This also shows from the side that Song Zhen should have come quite early.

Of course she didn't know that the other party came here from the company specially to listen to her class.

When Song Zhen saw Shu Liang walking in, he greeted her with a smile.

How should I put it... She doesn't know what kind of mentality she has in order to attend this person's class. Perhaps what happened in Hangzhou that year had too much influence on her, making it difficult for her to take it easy. relieved.

She hasn't figured out how to deal with Shu Liang yet.

To retaliate against the other person in the same way, or...to get straight to the point and ask for an explanation.

She hasn't thought about these things yet.

Song Zhen's words and deeds reveal her own qualities.

According to politeness, Shu Liang should also come forward and say something polite to this person.She did, but she couldn't remember exactly what she said.

Because there was only one thought in her mind at that time, and that was——Lecheng Quesheng has no dignity!

The flag set on the poker table last night is still vivid.

While waiting, Shu Liang turned on the computer on the podium, took out her mobile phone and opened the 'Xiao Shu Fan Group', quickly typed a few words on the screen and sent them out: "Sisters, Lecheng bird Saint's face has been lost."

Then I added an expression of death in place to express my mood at the moment.

The group was quiet, it was time for work, and no one responded immediately.

Shu Liang didn't delay after sending the message, she put her mobile phone in her pocket, glanced at the seat where Song Zhen was sitting, and began to prepare the courseware for her class.

calm.

It's work time!

Shu Liang took a deep breath, suppressed the depression in her heart, and began to concentrate on cultivating her emotions before class.

Although she didn't know why Song Zhen insisted on attending her class after experiencing such an embarrassing incident before—after all, she wasn't the only teacher who taught this class in the Civil Engineering Academy?Anyway, if things happened to her instead, she wouldn't come again.

She is most afraid of embarrassment, especially this kind of face-to-face.

The class bell rang not long after.

The students had already sat down in their seats before the bell rang. Shu Liang adjusted herself to the best state, and then started today's teaching task.

Occasionally, she would pretend to inadvertently cast her eyes on Song Zhen, and then inadvertently look away, everything was so natural.

And Song Zhen looked very serious throughout the class.

Take notes, write and draw in books, and really look like a student.

Morebooks,babawusibababaliuling

The time of the two classes passed quickly, and Song Zhen also received a few calls during the period, but fortunately she was prepared in advance and turned on silent.

All of them hung up one by one, and then replied text messages. The rest of the time was like a studious student, and his eyes kept following Shu Liang. A fragment from a long time ago involuntarily appeared in his mind:

The warm palm of the woman gently holds her hand holding the pen, and slowly paints on the drawing board..

Slowly sketched out on the drawing board is the beautiful scenery by the West Lake in Hangzhou.

The water is bright and clear, and the mountains are empty and rainy.

If you want to compare the West Lake with Xizi, light makeup and thick makeup are always suitable.

...

Although Shu Liang is a people's teacher, like most students, she is always more active after class than in class.

No, as soon as the get out of class bell rang, she immediately stopped and said that get out of class was over. The students also appreciated her excellent quality of not delaying the class at all!For Shu Liang, there is no knowledge point that cannot be covered in the next class.She has no special obsessive-compulsive disorder in this regard. She must finish the lecture unless it is specifically requested by the students.

The two classes lasted until [-]:[-], and I could already think about what to eat in the evening.

Whether it is hot pot or Japanese food, this is a question worth pondering.

Anyway, she wouldn't go home so early.

The phone in her pocket was vibrating all the time, and Shu Liang probably expected that the WeChat group should be full of words like 'hahaha' or asking her to treat her to dinner. Anyway, there would never be anything similar to comforting words.

"Teacher Shu? Can I leave a phone call?"

Song Zhen, who kept his head down and fiddled with his mobile phone, stopped Shu Liang just before he was about to step out of the classroom, so Shu Liang had to stop her leaving abruptly. The expression is still a little puzzled.

Of course it's okay to leave a phone call!

But this girl, is she planning to stay in her class after asking for her phone number?

"Is my teaching really that good?" This is a torture from the depths of the soul. I was originally asking myself in my heart, but I accidentally said it out—a sudden embarrassment.

In this way, the question looks like a question and answer question, but it is actually a multiple-choice question, and there is only one answer.

Everyone in the classroom has almost left.

After Shu Liang said this, Song Zhen was stunned for two seconds, and then couldn't hold back a 'poof' laugh.Different from the polite but distanced smile before, this time it came from the heart: "Teaching is really good."

"Then...Mr. Shu..." Song Zhen took out his mobile phone, unlocked it with one hand, and then clicked on his address book to find the word 'Shu Liang', and moved his finger to the left, a red delete icon appeared— - click without hesitation.

All this happened in a flash, and then she handed the phone to the other party: "Leave a phone number."

Of course Shu Liang could not refuse such a reasonable request.

Although the person in front of her looks much younger than her, but the other person can be regarded as half of her peers, logically speaking, the two are equal.

"Is Mr. Shu free tonight, is it convenient for us to have a meal together?"

After Shu Liang finished typing in her number, she returned the phone to the other party, but she didn't want to finish it - if the request for a phone call is reasonable, then it is completely unnecessary to ask for a meal.

The two people met no more than twice in total, and spoke no more than twenty sentences.

At this moment, Ji Da above her head sensitively lit up a red alarm, and Shu Liang felt that things suddenly became interesting.

Song Zhen finished the rest of the words on his own:

"I'm not very familiar with this class, and I may bother you often in the future. I want to pay the tuition first."

Shu Liang swore that she definitely didn't agree to the dinner invitation because of Song Zhen's last sentence: "I invite you to eat hot pot."

With a conscience in heaven and earth, how could a mere hot pot meal make her heart flutter.

She was already thinking about going to eat hot pot, and she agreed to go with Song Zhen just as a way. After all, the little girl is quite attractive, Shu Liang swears, that's all.

When the two arrived at the hot pot restaurant, there were not many people inside.

After all, today is a working day. If this is the time, the office workers should have just got off work, so today the bustling restaurant unexpectedly does not need to queue up for an unprecedented time. This makes Shu Liang feel a little happy.After all, in Lecheng, hot pot is a delicacy on the altar, which has nothing to do with temperature. Delicious hot pot is full all year round.

The two chose a seat by the window on the second floor and sat down. The waiter brought the tablet to their eyes and began to order.

Song Zhen handed the tablet to Shu Liang thoughtfully: "Teacher Shu, order first."

Her politeness is very appropriate, which makes people feel very comfortable.

But in Shu Liang's eyes, every move like this turned into a polite sense of distance.

From the first time I saw this person, aside from the illusion of familiarity, Shu Liang felt that this person was a little too polite, as if he was very polite to her on purpose, and there was a kind of kindness all over his body. Elegant temperament.

Looks like he's taken a serious etiquette class.

"It's too advanced..." Shu Liang swipe the menu on the tablet with her hand, while peeking at Song Zhen who is sitting opposite and drinking from a cup from the corner of her eye, she muttered to herself.

It's really high-end, even drinking water looks very high-end!

Why would such a senior person sit and eat with her? !

Shu Liang felt that she couldn't sit with high-level people, and she would feel very awkward.

Because of her living environment and her own personality, although she looks like a human being outside, she is still a very down-to-earth person in her bones.Just by looking at the way she gets along with her sisters, the apparent maturity and stability are just a professional disguise.

"What advanced?" Song Zhen raised his head in confusion, and even stopped drinking water.

"Hmm..." Shu Liang was momentarily at a loss for words.

She didn't expect the other party to hear her muttering to herself, she clenched her hand into a fist and coughed lightly:

"Cough..I said the price of this beef is quite high-end." Ignoring the strange look in the waiter's eyes, he calmly handed the tablet back to Song Zhen: "You can order whatever you want, I can eat anything, except mutton It is all acceptable."

Song Zhen paused when he took the tablet: "You don't eat mutton?"

"Lamb allergy."

Hearing these words, Song Zhen suddenly frowned slightly. She took the tablet and started to check the menu. The hot pot restaurant was bustling with people.There was hot mist floating on every table with people, and Song Zhen felt that his heart was also covered with mist because of Shu Liang's words.

Her eyes drooped slightly, staring at the tablet in her hand, from Shu Liang's perspective, she could only see her thick and beautiful eyelashes.

Song Zhen seemed to be talking to himself: "It turns out that Mr. Shu is allergic to mutton."