he's not, he's not

The class teacher came home exhausted physically and mentally.

He wanted to know exactly how he lost his horse, but he didn't even want to open Weibo, thinking about the overwhelming number of private messages made him upset.After pondering for a while, he edited a microblog with the central idea of ​​"separating the Internet from real life, following articles rationally, and respecting each other".

I didn't want to read the reply after sending it, so I called Xiao Wang.

Xiao Wang was having dinner with the company, and when he saw the caller, he couldn't eat. The excellent parent glanced at the phone screen and glanced at her: "Why are you standing still, answer it."

Xiao Wang answered reluctantly: "Big..."

"How big is it?" The head teacher was furious: "All the students from my school have come here, how do you keep secrets?"

This is really because he was full of anger and had no place to vent his anger, so he found an excuse to pour it on Xiao Wang. After all, the author gathering conference was voluntary, and he participated in the symposium by himself.The company can manage the official website, but not other authors, readers and attendees.

Xiao Wang also saw on Weibo how heroically the head teacher has fallen off the horse recently, and the update notice is full of relatives. In fact, from her point of view, the two entries "People's Teacher" and "Beautiful God" are next to each other. There is nothing wrong with being together, but putting "high school male teacher" and "gay male writer" together is really not good. If parents see it, it will be greatly indecent.

She said a few words of reassurance bitterly, and told the class teacher that it was not that serious, it was just a small carnival in the circle, and everyone definitely didn't want to get involved in the third dimension.

The excellent parent listened with his ears on the side, and typed on his mobile phone to show Xiao Wang: Wechat chat.Xiao Wang hurriedly said, let's chat online and have a company dinner. It is inconvenient for me to answer the phone for a long time.

As soon as she put down the phone, the excellent parent pushed the phone in front of her: "Your WeChat password, enter it."

Xiao Wang: "What?"

The excellent parent was shameless and said, "I'll help you coax him."

The head teacher sent out the fire, feeling much more comfortable physically and mentally. He went to take a shower, and when he came back, he saw Xiao Wang's profile picture covered with red dots, and he sent six or seven messages, which were still "ding ding" endlessly.

He clicked it to take a look, and his eyelids twitched violently—the first few articles were still talking about losing horses, but from the fifth article, Xiao Wang's focus began to be inexplicably skewed: Da Da, talk to the boss How about it?He is the bosom brother of our company, humorous, kind and considerate, and will definitely solve your problems.

Xiao Wang: Oh, I forgot, he is still on your blacklist.

Xiao Wang: It’s been half a month since Caifeng went back, don’t you miss him?

Xiao Wang: It's a pity that he has a deep love for you, but he can't even get through a phone call.

Xiao Wang: You are so cruel, teacher in class.

"Xiao Wang" retracted a message.

Xiao Wang: What a cruel heart, Da Da.

"..."

"Xiao Wang" was still typing, and the class teacher dragged him into the blacklist with a knife in his hand.

If it weren't for the phrase "class teacher", he really thought it was Xiao Wang's gossip again, but among all the people who knew his identity, except the monitor, only good parents would call him "class teacher".

Why is it like a weasel, hard to guard against, pervasive.

The teacher in charge threw the phone aside irritably, lit a cigarette and smoked twice, covering up the forced kiss that popped up in his mind again.

annoying.

The phone dinged again, and the head teacher turned black with a "bass", can't this be stopped?He opened it in a rage, and locked the screen in a disgruntled manner.

This time it wasn't Xiao Wang, but the grade director who was even more annoying than Xiao Wang.

On the other hand, the excellent parent looked at the red circle on the screen representing the failure of sending, and was a little happy-it seems that the class teacher remembered his tone very well, and rounding it up was similar to being in love with each other.

He smiled and returned the phone to Xiao Wang: "Coincidentally, you have also been blocked."

Xiao Wang: "..."

Why can you still laugh?