The air conditioner in the office of the mathematics group has been around for some years, and it is very noisy. In the cold weather of early spring, it can barely keep the room warm.

At the end of the morning reading and one minute before class, the sound of locomotive roaring from far to near was very discordant in the lush and lush campus, startling the birds.

When the teachers who were about to go to class heard this movement, they frowned in disgust, and at the same time, a voice floated in their hearts: The devil incarnate is here again.

Then they all hurried out of the office, as if they were afraid of bumping into each other.

The only difference was the young man wearing glasses at the back of the office. He stood up, revealing his blue shirt and black trousers, which were uniforms issued by the school.

Few people will wear work clothes, especially in this cold weather.

The young man took a down jacket from the back of the chair and wrapped it around his body, glanced at the door inadvertently, and then walked over there with the lesson plan in his hand.

Unexpectedly, as soon as he reached the door, he was bumped and stumbled by someone who hurried in from the door.

The young man with glasses let out a soft "Yeah", and was so frightened by the sudden bump that his body was unstable, he immediately reached out and hugged the person.

With a "bang", the teaching plans and textbooks in their hands were scattered all over the ground, intertwining randomly under the feet of the two of them.

The person who came reached out in time to help the young man so that he would not fall down: "Are you all right, Mr. Chuan?"

The other party's voice came from the top of his head, with a familiar sloppy taste. Hearing this voice, Chuan Gu quickly stepped back two steps and got out of his arms, bowing his head and apologizing: "I'm sorry, I didn't see anyone just now."

After speaking, he lifted the big glasses on his face, then squatted down to pick up his handouts and lesson plans, like a good baby.

The man wearing a punk jacket and boots let out a breath of cold air, "It's none of your business, so why not apologize." Then he knelt down and helped him pick up things together.

The class bell has already rang, and Chuan Gu has never been late in his teaching career, so he can't help feeling flustered, and there is a look of anxiety in his dull eyes, which are watery.

He didn't seem to be used to the close distance between the two of them. After taking the things in the punk man's hand, he hurriedly said "thank you" and ran away.

Seeing this, Jing Chi hurriedly turned sideways to give way to others, and clicked his tongue twice in his heart, he was not afraid of falling while running so fast.

Then he untied the leather gloves on his hands, threw them on the desk casually, and walked towards the teaching building with a book in his hand. The textbook in his hand was tapped on his legs from time to time, as if he was doing nothing.

When Jing Chi walked to the door of the classroom, the dean was already waiting for him there, and the other party frowned coldly when he saw his "disgraceful school spirit" dress.

"Teacher Zhou, you were 5 minutes late for class today. Do you know that this is a serious teaching accident?"

The man holding the textbook stood outside the door, his handsome and unruly face had a lazy smile that was different from the usual arrogant one, he curled his lips and said: "So it's a good thing that Teacher Li is here to help me, alas , what would Xu Sheng do without you~"

□□Being dazzled by his unconventional flattery, he coughed after a while, and said seriously: "You can't say that, although I have always been willing to give and don't ask for anything in return, the most important person in Xu Sheng is Principal Peng."

The man in the punk jacket nodded, "Director Li is right."

□□This is the first time to find a place here with Zhou Ming, and it was still in front of the students in his class. Although the sharp words he had prepared were useless, he waved his hands in a good mood: "Okay, Mr. Zhou, It's getting late, so hurry up and go to class."

Jing Chi watched the other party come down from the podium, and then walked in the door: "Okay." Then he closed the door as soon as the person left, and started a brand new day.

……

Jingchi's original name was Zhou Ming, a typical second-generation rich man who behaved recklessly and rebelliously, so when Zhou's father asked him to go back to inherit the family business again, Zhou Ming went directly to Xu Gaozhong to become a prostitute in order to anger him. a teacher.

And the male protagonist is the young man that Jingchi bumped into in the morning. He is a student wholeheartedly, and lives a very regular life. He has nothing to do except eating, sleeping, and going to class every day.

Later, Zhou Ming was cut off from his source of income, and when he hadn't eaten for two days in a row, he was offered a meal by the kind male protagonist.

It was because of that meal that Slag Gong saw the male lead's appearance clearly for the first time, and felt that the appearance of the other party made him want to destroy. The evil elements in his body immediately became active, clamoring to destroy the boy who had been good since childhood. host.

Then Slag Gong just lay in the male lead's house in such a grandiose manner, eating and drinking what he had and using what he had.The male protagonist is soft-tempered, young and pitiful emotionally, and is easily moved by the pity the other party deliberately creates.

So when Zha Gong made another courtship, the hero finally let go and agreed to the other party, and the two had a relationship.After getting the male lead, Zha Gong didn't bother to pretend anymore, and every day when he got home, he acted as a shopkeeper, asking the male lead to serve him like a uncle.

It's okay to spend money lavishly, but I still think that the male lead's salary is not enough, so I keep laughing at the male lead as useless, useless, like a waste.

The male protagonist fell in love for the first time, and was accused by his lover, and gradually fell into low self-esteem and self-doubt.

Even when you can't cope with the other party's deliberate torture in bed, being laughed at by the other party is better than going out to find ducks, and you will subconsciously feel that what you did is not good enough.

But who would have thought that the more patient the hero is, the more slag Gong pushes forward, and the torture of the hero becomes more and more severe, even friends and colleagues don't allow the hero to have more contact.

As soon as he sees who has a little relationship with the male lead, Zha Gong will torture the male lead over and over again after returning home, asking him why he is so cheap, he can't leave the man for a moment.

Later, Zhou's father no longer allowed Slag Gong to continue to be unrestrained outside, so he was forced back home. Slag Gong had long been tired of living without money, so he went back willingly and lived his own life again. Master life.

And the male protagonist who he had promised in every possible way to treat him well in the future was completely left behind by him.

Half a year later, Zha Gong got married, but he still didn't stop playing outside. He got tired of playing, and every time he got drunk, he would suddenly think of the male lead, but he felt that those people were not as obedient as the male lead, and they were not as good as him. After a good taste, I went to the male lead's residence.

And the male protagonist here managed to forget him so easily, and started to try to contact other men. After being bumped into by the scumbag who came back suddenly, his eyes turned red immediately, and he beat up the man who had a crush on the male protagonist. And thinking it as a threat, he resigned the male lead's job forcefully, and locked him directly to an uninhabited island somewhere.

While torturing the other party, at the same time scolding the other party for being cheap, saying that he has been dirty by himself and there is no need for such words, as vicious as vicious.

Since then, the male lead has become his venting device. Whenever Slag Gong gets angry or has a bad temper elsewhere, he will fly to the island to torture the male lead to pieces.

After venting, he went back to live a normal life, and the hero was imprisoned by him like this, and he didn't have the slightest thought of going back to live a normal life.

In the end, after the male protagonist has experienced long inhuman torture, the male protagonist finally got tired of all the fame and fortune, and then divorced his wife, taking the male protagonist back to love him in every possible way.

But Jingchi felt that this ending was very nonsense, how could such a gloomy scumbag have a day of repentance, after all, the purpose of the other party's approach to the hero from the beginning was to destroy him.

And Slag Gong was completely successful.

In the end, whenever the male protagonist heard the sound of the helicopter, he would tear his hair violently in fear. That appearance was nowhere near the appearance of a normal person.

But the author's positioning of Zhou Ming in the book seems to be... paranoid and vicious?

On the contrary, Jingchi felt that being paranoid and vicious was closer to a pervert, and he was a pervert with a serious newspaper mentality.

He even felt that if Slag Gong hadn't met the male lead and vented all his dark side on the male lead, more people would have been ruined by this pervert.

After all, a pervert with power is often more chilling.

Jingchi recalled the male lead he ran into before he came here. He was wearing glasses in a daze. He was white, tender and well-behaved. It is not an exaggeration to describe it as innocent.

Such a person is self-disciplined and beautiful. Most people would want to get close to him and become his friend when they meet him. Only antisocial personality will have the idea of ​​destroying the other party.

Jing Chi sighed, this is the third world he travels through, the male protagonists in the first two worlds eventually became his lover, and stayed with him for the rest of his life, no one knows more about the male protagonists in the book than he excellent.

So every time after seeing this kind of original plot, Jing Chi would be extremely irritable, and even couldn't control the thought of stabbing his own body to death with a knife.

But he can't, because these scumbags owe the male lead a happy love and ending, why can't they die if they don't repay the debt.

And he is the apostle sent by God.

……

"Ringlinglinglingling..."

After the get out of class bell rang, the boys and girls gathered around the podium immediately, and each of them stretched out their heads to look at Jingchi: "Mr. Zhou, why did you suddenly get scared when square root 2 was flirting with you just now?"

The root number 2 is the nickname given to the teaching director by this group of bastards, because the height of □□ is only about 160, calling the root number [-] is too flattering to the other party.

Another bastard: "I also want to ask this question, Mr. Zhou was so happy when he went back, and even helped us vent our anger."

Jing Chi's class is the worst class in the school, and half of the whole class are thorns that other teachers don't want.

But in view of the fact that the original owner slapped the director slapping the principal too much, this group of thorns automatically united with Zhou Ming and became good brothers with him.

Jingchi didn't suffer from secondary school illnesses, and he didn't even bother to fight with others. Looking at the group of children, he said to the thorny leader Fang Hai: "Send the textbooks and homework to the office. Talk on the way."

Hearing this, the thorns divided up their homework happily, followed Jingchi's buttocks out of the classroom, surrounded the people and continued to ask: "Tell me, Teacher Baizhou, did you suddenly change your tactics and plan to come here for a while?" Make a lot of noise and catch him off guard?"

A man in a black punk jacket casually walked through the corridor, stepping on Martin boots on his feet, his hair was so shiny with mousse.

Jing Chi's hair was scratched in front of the mirror for about half an hour before he got this very flamboyant hairstyle, with a bit of uninhibited handsomeness.

She looks naughty, with a smug smile, very popular with boys and girls.

When the other students who were resting and fighting in the corridor saw them coming, they immediately turned their heads away and hid in the classroom like a plague god.

Seeing this, Jing Chi couldn't help but sneered, is their class's reputation so bad?

Well, it looks like it's time for a big cleaning.

He intends to cook a pot of chicken soup that does not take the usual way by himself, so as to save the children's lack of soul.

Jing Chi turned his head to look at those little kids who were holding their homework, folded their hands on their chests, and looked disdainfully: "Stop bullying the students in other classes from now on, do you hear me!"

The windows in the corridor are big and bright, and the young leaves that have just sprouted outside the window are slowly stretching their limbs, and the man in unruly attire against the background is extremely handsome.

The other party looked at them with the light behind their backs, and looked at them like idiots: "If this goes on like this, how could there be any girls who are willing to play with you?"

A few thorns curled their lips when they heard the words, and retorted unhappily: "But if you don't bully other students and don't do bad things, then, then what's the point of us coming to school..."

At this moment, a girl came from a distance and greeted Jingchi Wensheng with a smile: "Mr. Zhou is good."

Those slumped-headed teenagers with their homework in their hands immediately stood up straight when they saw someone, and looked at the girl with their heads upright, as if they were a background board.

Seeing their appearance, Jing Chi's eyes flashed brightly, and he nodded slightly at the girl: "Well, are you going to send homework?"

Holding a stack of homework, the girl nodded softly: "Yes, I just finished math class."

The man in the punk jacket immediately glanced at the little guys, and said casually: "How can you hold such a tall pile of homework, give it to them."

The pretty girl looked at Jingchi and was slightly surprised: "Huh?" Obviously she didn't expect the other party to say that suddenly.

The man standing in front of the window glanced at the little guys standing on the five boards, thinking that they were probably hopeless, and frowned: "What are you waiting for, take it."

Fang Hai reacted first, "Oh...oh!"

Then he walked over involuntarily, and forcibly snatched the homework from the thin girl.

hiss--

God!

This is not to help others with their homework, it is simply to seek revenge!

Jing Chi felt that he hadn't seen it at all.

A teenager who has never been in a relationship is too scary, and his emotional intelligence is almost zero.

The girl looked at the five big and three thick boys, her face turned pale with fright, she didn't dare to stay any longer, thanked Jing Chi and left in a hurry.

The man in punk looked at the running back of the other party, then looked at the five people standing beside him, sighed earnestly, and then shook his head.

——No, it’s too bad.

And those five bastards were still unconscious, stretching their necks and staring at the direction the girl was leaving, fascinated, "Come on, don't look, the eyeballs are about to fall out."

The five boys immediately turned back shyly, "Teacher Zhou, did you see it, is it so obvious?"

Who are you insulting?

He is not blind.

Jing Chi didn't know who gave them the confidence to ask such a question, and his eyes were full of disdain: "Isn't it that there is nothing interesting except bullying classmates? Puppy love is the most interesting thing in the world, can you do it?"

The five bastards immediately became excited when they heard the words, trembling non-stop.

"Hiss, exciting!"

"Of course it's wonderful, hehe~"

Jingchi pursed his lips: "Then let's set a small goal for myself first, such as... chasing the number one in the grade."

what? !

First grade! ! !

"Hey, how could Bai Zhilan suddenly want to fall in love..."

"Teacher, don't you think this goal is a bit too hasty?"

"Oh, our bottom-bottom students are separated by hundreds of thousands of miles from each other in the examination room, how can there be any intersection! How angry!"

Several adolescent children are well developed, physically strong, and full of energy. Such a pretentious, hurtful appearance should not be too eye-catching.

But the appearance of the young Huaichun actually made Jingchi look at it with gusto.

Fang Hai, who had just had close contact with the goddess, was holding a pile of homework, as if he was holding a pile of treasure, and wandered: "Teacher, aren't you leading serious students like us like this!"

Serious students...

It was the first time Jingchi had heard such a word.

"Do you still need to be led astray?" The man in the punk jacket raised his eyebrows, with a look of disapproval, and shrugged: "But think about how cowardly you guys are, let's forget it, I guess it's impossible for the first graders to watch on you."

Adolescents hate being looked down upon by others the most, and immediately curled their lips when they heard this, "Tsk, isn't she just the first in grade, what's so special, I don't believe she will never fall in love in her life!"

Jingchi sneered, and issued a letter of challenge: "The gentleman should go after him, dare you?"

"A gentleman's pursuit? Can't you be a gentleman?"

The man in the punk jacket had a disdainful expression on his face: "Boring, understand?"

"If you want the other person to be attracted by your charm, instead of flirting or chasing, that's not called pursuit or harassment, OK?"

The child holding homework was inspired by him, and he accepted the challenge unwillingly: "OK!"

Jing Chi high-fived everyone one by one, "It will last for a month, if you can't catch up, you will automatically admit defeat, and I will make a request to you at that time. Don't renege on your debt then."

Several people all knew that he was their teammate in the trenches, and they didn't worry about what would happen if they lost, "Who is afraid of whom!"

A meaningful light flashed in the eyes of the man with flamboyant hair, and when he looked up, he saw the well-behaved male lead come out of the classroom. The big glasses on the other's face made him look dazed and cute.

When the male protagonist walks, he only looks at the road seriously, without half-heartedness at all.

At this time, I was holding a bunch of things in my hand, teaching plans, handouts, textbooks, and some teaching tools, full of them.

The large black down jacket made the person even thinner, with short arms, which was a bit cute.

Chuan Gu sensitively felt the gaze on him, raised his head in doubt, and bumped into the man's scrutinizing gaze.

The other party was leaning lazily in front of the window, the two long legs in Martin boots were casually folded together, the smile on his lips was full of playfulness, he looked like a little hooligan.

The male protagonist avoided Jingchi's sight, pushed his glasses, stood still and said hello: "Teacher Zhou." There was a obedient smile on the corner of his mouth, and his pink lips looked like petals on his fair face.

Jing Chi nodded: "Ms. Chuan, did you just finish class?" The bell for the end of get out of class has been ringing for so long, and this delay must be too harsh.

The small white shoes on Chuan Gu's feet were very clean, they were dazzling white, and they were particularly attractive. He walked over slowly, with a soft and clean demeanor, and explained softly: "A few students are asking questions."

However, his head was kept lowered, and his eyes did not look at Jingchi.

Jing Chi looked more recklessly at the other party's soft black hair and ears that were a little red from the cold, and casually said: "Teacher Chuan is worthy of being an outstanding young teacher, so conscientious."

Hearing this, the male lead believed it, and quickly waved his hands: "No, I'm just lucky. In fact, the teachers in the school are much better than me. Teacher Zhou is just one..."

Those watery eyes looked into the man's eyes through the glasses, with sincerity and eagerness.

This is only when he said it, Jingchi will believe it, but if he changes someone, it will make people feel polite and self-effacing, and appear slick.

Such a male protagonist who doesn't fight or snatch is quite appetizing to Jingchi, he stood up straight, reached out and took the teaching aids in the opponent's arms, "Do you want to go back, together?"

Chuan Gu's gaze stayed on the man's slightly ruffled smile, and he didn't dare to look up, but nodded nervously: "Okay, okay."

After realizing that he was stuttering, Chuan Gu immediately closed his mouth and stopped talking. He just looked at the tall and straight back of the man in front of him and the teaching aids in his hand, and hurriedly followed.

……

When Chuan Gu pushed open the office door, the female teacher smiled when she saw him, "Mr. Chuan was dragged by the students to ask questions again today, right?"

The young man smiled and nodded lightly. Under the background of the big glasses, his whole demeanor was much younger and purer. He explained softly: "I'm afraid that they won't be able to understand me if I speak too fast."

Female teacher: "How come, you are the outstanding teacher representative every year, and Class 27 is the best rocket class in the whole school. You have a high level of comprehension."

Chuan Gu blushed a little from the praise, returned to his seat with the textbook in his hands, and replied, "I'm lucky." Then he lowered his head, took off his coat and put it on the back of the chair, sat down and concentrated on writing the lesson plan.

Seeing that he didn't intend to continue the conversation, the female teacher had no choice but to look away reluctantly and look at the wide open door.

However, after his eyes touched the second generation ancestor in the punk jacket, he immediately turned his head bluntly, as if he didn't see anything.

Jing Chi, who was planning to greet someone kindly, was choked up: "..." Then he entered the room with his mouth curled up indifferently, and said to the five bastards, "Come in."

After the five people entered the room, they were restless at all, "God teacher, the air conditioner in your room is too noisy, right? Should it be replaced?"

"Oh no, you look at other people's desks, and then at his desks."

"Sad, pitiful."

"A sense of loneliness that hits you in the face."

"Hahaha, Mr. Zhou, I think you should at least put a cup on the table, don't you even drink water? This is too clean..."

"..." Jing Chi, who was dissed for some reason, sat down naturally, and put the two leather gloves that he had thrown aside: "Your teacher is poor, and you will return to the class to help me collect some points later." I’m thinking about buying a water glass, huh?”

Fang Hai: "Pfft, really? Hahahaha, three cents per person, 5 yuan target, is this kind of fundraising?"

Hearing the chichi laughter of a few bastards, Jingchi glanced at them: "...put down your homework, and leave!"

Bad students like Fang Hai didn't have any attachment to the office. After pointing out the country, they immediately put down their homework for Jing Chi and Chuan Gu respectively and left.

Chuan Gu looked at the homework that was sent suddenly, and hurriedly put down his pen and looked at Fang Hai: "Thank you, classmate."

Fang Hai flicked his bangs chicly: "Teacher, don't praise me for trivial matters~" After finishing speaking, he ran out of the office.

Chuan Gu's desk was next to Jingchi, he looked at the handsome man's face opposite, and blinked.Then he took out a blue cup from the drawer and went out.

Two minutes later, the hero came back, carefully wiped off the water stains on the cup with a paper towel, scalded it twice with hot water, and then took out the scented tea he just bought.

Throw in a few dried roses, chrysanthemums, and goji berries, and after thinking about it, throw in some fruit tea.

It wasn't until there was so much tea in it that the cups were almost flooded, then the hero put down the tea buckets one by one, poured hot water, brought them up and put them on the Jingchi table.

"Mr. Zhou, thank you, you can drink this."

Jing Chi was concentrating on playing the minesweeper game on the computer, and was taken aback by the male protagonist, and tapped on the mine with a trembling hand, and a red "OVER" popped up on the screen immediately.

He regretted the game he almost won, and turned his head to look at the young man beside him.

Then he moved his gaze to the blue Doraemon's water glass on the table. Some things were soaked in it, and the whole glass of water was dyed black.

Strong ones won't work.

It doesn't look like something you can drink...

The young man observed the strange and surprised eyes of the man, and also noticed that he seemed to have put too much tea, and the color looked very unfriendly...

Feeling the instant heat rising from his face, he was at a loss to explain: "This, this is scented tea, I bought quite a few kinds, I don't know what you like, so I put some, and then the color is, that's it. "

Oh wow.

The effect of putting too much scented tea is so terrible?

Jingchi raised his eyebrows.

The young man was a little embarrassed, the more he thought about it, the more he felt ashamed, so he quickly picked up the glass of water, "I'll make you another glass..."

"No need." Jing Chi stopped the person who was about to leave, blinked his left eye, and sent a wink: "Mr. Chuan is really understanding, knowing that I am thirsty after a class...give it to me, I just wanted to drink water."

Then he took the water glass and curled his lips: "Thank you!"

The male protagonist just watched him drink the cup of dark tea, his gaze was fixed on the rolling Adam's apple, Bai Shengsheng's little face slowly turned red, he didn't know if it was from embarrassment or what.

Chuan Gu looked away before the other party put down the cup, and said to others: "Do you all want scented tea? I still have a lot."

The female teacher was overjoyed when she heard the words, and they all went over with their cups in their hands, "Ah, no wonder I always feel that Teacher Chuan's place has a fresh scent, it turns out to be scented tea."

"There is also fruit tea, which can be chewed and eaten directly!"

"Ms. Chuan is everyone's Doraemon, who can transform anything."

"Agree!"

"I agree with 1!"

Jing Chi looked at the male lead who was instantly surrounded. The other party seemed not very good at dealing with such enthusiastic female colleagues, but he was very serious and hardworking in introducing them, and occasionally he would be stopped by questions, or his face would turn red when he was molested.

When he scratched his head and was stumped, he was like a kitten that couldn't catch its own tail, dumbfounded and a little funny.

Jingchi raised his eyebrows, and glanced at the blue mug on his desk, it turned out to be Doraemon, huh, interesting~

Then with a flick of the tail of his eyes, he saw the hill-like pile of homework next to the water glass, Jing Chi frowned in repulsion, hurriedly looked away, and decided to win a round of minesweeping first before talking about grading homework.

Jing Chi knew the habit of the original owner, the other party would usually leave after class, and would never stay in the office at all.

So after struggling for a while, he decided to experience the life of the second generation ancestor who came and went freely. After staying in the office for a while, he took his leather gloves and left directly.

The young man in the corner looked at his back blocked by the wooden door, and lowered his eyes slightly regretfully.

Ugh.

……

After eating at noon and returning to the office, Chuan Gu looked at the content of the next class, first sorted out the knowledge points in his mind, then tried to write the lesson plan, and then went to watch the teaching video online.

After reading it, it was time for lunch again.

He went to the cafeteria to eat with other teachers, went back to clean the office, filled a few thermos bottles with hot water, and took the shower to water the flowers.

The pots of green plants on the window sill are full of vitality under the sunshine, and the greenery is fully exposed in the early spring, which makes people feel good.

After watering the flowers, he changed the water for a few fish in the fish tank, and then he was about to sit down and rest for a while, and then went to watch the evening self-study.

Several teachers who took a walk after dinner also came back one after another, sat in their seats and began to talk about homework.

Chuan Gu sat in the corner and had no sense of participation in such topics, so he usually sat quietly.

However, many single female teachers in the office like his calmness very much.

Excellent and motivated, good-tempered, down-to-earth, and not glib.

How rare!

Just as Chuan Gu took his last sip of water from the cup and was about to get up and go to the classroom, there was a sudden knock on the office door.

"Please come in."

The wooden door opened, revealing the heads of two girls. Their eyes wandered around the office, and then they walked in with their textbooks in their arms, and walked straight to the innermost valley, "Teacher, isn't Teacher Zhou here?"

The young man wearing glasses smiled gently: "What can you do with him?"

The two girls rolled their eyes and chewed the bubble gum in their mouths: "Just...some questions I don't understand, I want to ask Mr. Zhou."

Knowing that they are students in Zhou Ming's class, Chuan Gu said softly, "Teacher Zhou has some business to do, and I can't help you with any questions."

The two girls let out an "ah" in disappointment, curled their lips in displeasure, and then said to the young man, "Thank you teacher, I won't bother you, we'll just ask Mr. Zhou tomorrow."

Chuan Gu thought the two of them were embarrassed, and explained softly: "It's okay, it's the same if you ask me any questions."

When the two girls heard the words, they hurried away with their books in their arms, and hurriedly said: "No need, we can just find Teacher Zhou."

Then the door slammed shut.

Chuan Gu blinked his eyes, and then realized that the two girls came to find Zhou Ming specifically, and didn't want him to intervene to help, and his face was immediately stained with embarrassment.

The other teachers in the office were startled by the loud closing sound, "Which class is this student from?"

Chuan Gu hurriedly explained for them: "It should be because the wind outside is too strong, they don't mean it."

A female teacher who had watched the whole process said lightly: "They came to Mr. Zhou and said they wanted to ask a question."

"Ah, it turns out they are students in their class, so it's no wonder."

"Class 28 is really a mess. I don't know why the school gathers those ignorant people together. Apart from causing trouble and bullying students in other classes, there is nothing else at all!"

"Didn't Teacher Xu just say that the two of them came to ask questions? Maybe it wasn't intentional?"

Teacher Xu who watched the whole process: "It's the first time I've seen a female student who is chewing gum and asking questions with tattoos on her arms. Maybe it's because I'm so rare."

"Still chewing gum? This kind of student doesn't even have the most basic respect for the teacher..."

"Forget it, they don't know what politeness is."

Teacher Xu: "Just now Teacher Chuan said that he could help them explain the problem, but the two of them said, 'Let's ask Teacher Zhou tomorrow', and they ran away together."

"What does it mean???"

"Ms. Chuan is the math teacher in the best class in the school. Every year, she is represented by the outstanding teachers on the judging committee. She offered to help them give lectures, but they rejected her directly, tsk tsk."

"As expected of the students of class 28, each one speaks loudly."

Chuan Gu had already put on his coat, picked up the lesson plans and textbooks, and explained softly: "I don't blame them. A teacher has a lecture style. Mr. Zhou and I lecture in different ways. They probably don't understand. And quickly It's time for self-study at night, they should be afraid of delaying my class, and they have no bad intentions."

After the young man said this, the discussion in the office suddenly stopped and fell into a moment of silence.

Teacher Xu: "Mr. Chuan has a kind heart and is used to treating others with kindness."

"Yeah yeah……"

Chuan Gu didn't stay any longer, and hurried out of the office with the textbook.

Then he sniffed in the cold air of early spring and let out a breath of white air.

Ugh.

Class 28.

……

A month later.

On the day when the monthly exam results came out, the entire math group was shocked. They looked at the class with the highest average score and looked at each other in blank dismay.

Teacher Xu: "Is it true?"

"I don't know, it doesn't feel right..."

"It's even higher than class 27, isn't it a bit too much to be fake?"

"Just ask the director if it's okay."

"What's the use of asking the director, even Principal Peng can't control him."

While talking in the office, Jing Chi opened the door from the outside and brought Fang Hai and five people in.

The bustling office was suddenly silent, watching the people who came here turn their faces away one by one, and returned to their seats.

The man at the door was wearing an exaggerated graffiti sweater with yellow, red and black patterns randomly intertwined. The man had his hands in his pockets and was relaxed, while the five children behind him were helping him with his textbooks and homework, looking forward appearance.

Surprisingly, all five of them were quite happy, "Teacher, this is the highest test I have ever taken. I always feel that the K-note champion you invited before the test played a role."

Jingchi went to his desk and sat down, crossed Erlang's legs and rested his chin, and leaned on the chair lazily: "Oh? Then let's eat it once every month before the monthly exam."

"Really Captain?!"

Jingchi: "Captain?"

Fang Hai quickly covered his mouth, "No, teacher, you got it wrong."

Jingchi sneered: "If you're in the mood to call me a nickname, why don't you take care of yourselves first, the one-month deadline is coming up tomorrow, tsk tsk, I feel like some people are going to lose miserably~"

The five people holding their homework suddenly seemed like balloons deflated when they heard the words, "I'm in a good mood, why bring this up all of a sudden..."

The man shook his legs casually: "That's fine, don't mention this, let's talk about your achievements."

He took out the report card on the table, found Fang Hai, and read out word by word, "Chinese 13, Mathematics 112, English 4, Physics 9, Chemistry 6, Biology 14."

"Do you think you can see your grades?"

Fang Hai was grinning, not at all ashamed: "You can still read mathematics if you just read it hehe..."

Jingchi asked back: "Is the college entrance examination only for mathematics?"

Fang Hai pursed his lips when he heard the words, and stopped talking. Seeing that Fang Hai didn't say anything, the other bastards naturally didn't dare to say anything.

Jingchi looked at the five people lined up, and took the homework from them, "I have talked to your teachers in other subjects, and they said that your performance in other classes has not changed at all, why, when One way to face me, another way to hide my back?"

The five people were like little chickens being trained, each of them was being trained seriously with their heads down, and their obedience was astonishing. It was hard to believe that those five people were the bastards that the school heard about.

Jingchi knew how stupid they were, so he guarded the other teachers and didn't want to say too much. He said, "Go back, set your own goals before today's basketball game, or I will apply to the principal to teach Class 27."

The five people almost hugged their heads when they heard the words, and their faces were shocked: "God, Mr. Zhou, why are you so proud of your grades? Although our average grades are the first in our age this time, they are all third graders in class 27." It is the first of the year, and Mr. Chuan is the representative of outstanding teachers every year."

"Captain, you are indeed a little crazy."

"Besides, those children in class 27 are so delicate, and you won't scare them to tears when you go? Forget it, teacher, please hold back. You have to forgive and forgive others."

"No, do you think that you will agree to the transfer of the principal after you apply? Teacher Chuan also applied to stay in Class 27, cut! Right, Teacher Chuan!"

Chuan Gu, who was inexplicably involved, was taken aback for a moment, looked at them with his glasses on, hesitated for a while and said seriously: "...Actually, I am willing to trade with Mr. Zhou."

The five thorns heard the words: "..."

Fang Hai turned his head and looked at Jingchi speechlessly: "Oh my God, you even asked Teacher Chuan to collude words in advance in order to threaten us? It's too despicable, can't we set goals when we go back!"

"Captain, your heart is too dirty!"

"Really, just scold me, can't you be more serious? Why did you suddenly tell a joke and say that you will be transferred to class 27! It's not good for other teachers to see that you are so unscrupulous! Don't think that our class 28 students are not normal either! "

Jingchi sneered, "Disappear before I count to 3. One, two..."

The five people headed by Fang Hai slipped away immediately, and the office suddenly became quiet.

The man in the exaggerated color sweater looked down at the report card on the table, then threw the paper into the trash can before getting up and going out.

The teachers in the office who had watched a good show were stunned, saying why Fang Hai and the five of them suddenly became a little...cute?

This world is so mysterious that I can't understand it in a blink of an eye.

Jing Chi planned to go to the class to hold a small class meeting, so that those bastards would not be proud, but before he walked out of the office building, he heard someone calling him from behind.

He was taken aback, turned his head and looked over, and immediately calmed down when he saw the male lead in a sweater, and stood there idly: "What's the matter, running so fast?"

Glasses are almost gone.

"Hmm..." The male protagonist ran to Jingchi, hesitated slightly, lowered his head and looked at the ground: "Teacher Zhou, what I just said is true."

Looking at his black hair and fair face, Jing Chi casually snorted: "Huh?"

Chuan Gu looked at his handsome and sloppy standing posture, curled his fingertips slightly, and looked up: "I am really willing to change classes with you. I will go to class 28, and you will come to class 27."

Those two pairs of eyes were watery, like a sika deer, lively and shiny, as if they contained a thousand words.

But usually when he looks at it, he is obviously blank and has no energy at all. How can he be attracted and unable to look away when he gets close.

It's like being overwhelmed by the beauty of a gem.

Jing Chi looked at the other party's wet eyes, his heart moved slightly, and he folded his arms and looked down at him condescendingly: "Why?"

"Everyone knows that Class 28 is so bad that it's impossible to hide. Why is Teacher Chuan willing to give up Class 27 and exchange with me?"

The corner of the man's lips curled into a smirk, he took a step closer to the young man, bent over and leaned in front of the male lead, feeling the entanglement between the two: "Is it because of me?"

The young man with tofu-like skin was stared at so closely by him, he couldn't breathe immediately, his eyes under the glasses shook slightly, and he was a little speechless.

Jing Chi looked at the young man's embarrassed look, and retreated with a smile, "I'm just joking, Mr. Chuan, don't take it seriously."

The fingertips curled up around the young man's legs slowly loosened.

Then she held up a smile, her pale pink lips were very pretty: "Well, I know."

Jing Rogue Chi sighed pretendingly, "Teacher Chuan had better give up the idea of ​​going to class 28, those bastards like to bully you...a good-looking teacher."

Long, good-looking?

The male protagonist was dumbfounded: "Huh?"

The author has something to say: The hero's diary: Today, he praised me for looking good.

Fang Hai: Whoever bullies a good-looking teacher, we won't take the blame.

Jing Chi: I see you are bullying my good-looking teacher right now.

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