It's okay, don't flirt!

Chapter 21 Chapter 21

The dean completed the competition arrangement non-stop and overtime, and went to the principal to have a look at the documents after work.

Director Liu happily knocked on the door, but no one answered for a long time.He tried pushing, but the door was still locked.No, the principal always came earlier than anyone else and left later than anyone else, and he was always there.Director Liu dialed the principal's phone number, but no one answered for a long time. He finally accepted the fact——Principal, absent from work!

Principal Ming is working from home today.He stood in front of the open refrigerator, folded his arms, his eyes were deeply locked and serious, and he was thinking about what dishes he should make as he looked at the ingredients he bought yesterday.

Today's work plan has been arranged properly. In the morning, I will make a recipe, buy cakes again at noon, and start cooking in the afternoon.

Knowing that after reading it for a long time, I found that it would be better to start writing than I have seen a thousand times, so I went back to the bedroom to get the notebook and pen, moved a chair and sat down facing the refrigerator, with the signature pen resting on my chin, looked at the dishes, and thought about the dishes that could be made. Write it down, then search for the recipe, and write down any ingredients that are missing, as a basis for replenishment when you go out at noon.

Rigorousness is complicated.The senior brother taught him again, saying that it was not enough for him to stay in his class and be a monster, and he even dared to run around and commit crimes.

He is rigorous and frank. Although he keeps making small mistakes, he never makes big ones. He feels very aggrieved when he is preached by a sanctimonious and untrustworthy hypocrite, and he is particularly unconvinced.

But after the lesson was over, the senior brother came down from the moral high ground again, leaned over to touch the back of his messy head with his hands on the edge of the bed, "Senior brother keeps his word this time, if you lie to you, you won't have a wife."

Sitting in the office rigorously, guarding a stack of homework to be corrected, drawing with the pen tip on the homework, but thinking about what the senior said in his heart.What a big deal it is to marry a daughter-in-law. He must have made a promise because he really felt that his behavior was immoral.But if he recreated the tall image of his senior brother in his heart like this, he would feel like a fool who was slapped and rewarded with a sweet date.

For this reason, Yan Jing feels that his mood is complicated, his brows must be furrowed, and his eyes must be gloomy.

"Mr. Yan, look at you, what's the matter?" Teacher Chen at the next table leaned over to see what he was doing at the same table, and he was so happy to change his homework?Look at the little mouth raised high, the corners of the eyes narrowed, "This kid wrote something interesting, let me see it too."

Strictly frowned, and flicked a knife-like cold look in his eyes, he thought to himself: Seeing you still say I am happy.Holding his homework book with his arm, he said, "Don't worry about it, just change your own homework."

Teacher Chen curled his lips and returned to his desk resentfully.Yan Yan lowered his head to look at the homework book. How could he dare to let others see the messy drawing in the homework book.He rummaged through the drawers, looking for repair tools, found a sticker, and peeled it off to cover the graffiti.

The class bell rang, and he went to the class with his homework carefully, and handed it over to two students for distribution.

"Okay, let's continue talking about "Bodied Workers" today."

Yan Yan stepped off the podium, walked towards the empty desk at the back of the classroom, blew on the dust, pushed his arms hard, and jumped on it, "Come on, let's take a different angle in class today, look backward, let's talk about reality."

Reality is a cruel topic, and he clearly does not support talking about it in class. Rigorousness does not mean completely denying his point of view, but it is just a proper mention to avoid going too deep. It is beneficial for both thinking and improving the world view.

"Does slavery still exist? Yes, the most obvious example is the brutal exploitation that exists in Africa, but can we say that this only exists in backward countries? Not really. Human trafficking is happening every day in both developing and developed countries , women and young children are disappearing.

Do guys feel safe?Slavery will still exist in dangerous labor work, especially in the remote sea and barren hills.But it's better, at least you were deceived, which means you still have some options in your hands, but you made the wrong choice. "

The classroom is quiet, and students are always interested in digressions. It is impossible to estimate how these words will affect them. After all, if a thorn is planted in an ivory tower, some children will think it is a new species. The flowers are gone at a glance.

Glancing around rigorously, he continued:

"Except for the naked and blatant slavery, there is also invisible slavery in the world. In the prostitute villages in India, although their descendants were not forced to follow this path, life did not leave them with other choices. Inheritance from generation to generation has become the choice of most people.”

The rigor ended, and he did not continue to dig deeper. He smiled and finished, "I am telling you this, on the one hand, I want to tell you that the things in the textbook are not outdated things that are divorced from reality. On the other hand," he paused , "What you can see is just the tip of the iceberg in the real world. The deep sea is always there. Living is like walking on thin ice. Once you get caught in the darkness, there is nothing you can do."

"Teacher?" Xu Qian asked, "Can't you resist?"

Rigorously crossed his arms in front of his chest, and slanted his mouth, "You must resist, even if the opponent is the whole world, you will rush up. But I won't, I can put down three or five people, if it is a force, I will die , must be caught without a fight."

Xu Qian asked again: "Why?"

"Because at that time, there must be a lot of involvement, and someone must sacrifice, who else but me."

Strictly speaking of a heroic spirit, even if the students are ignorant, they still admire this kind of spirit.Zhang Yi, who was sitting in the back row, raised his hand, raised his chin rigorously to signal him to speak.

"Brother Yan, why is there a sticker behind my homework?"

Yan Jing jumped off the table, hurried back to the podium, and began to sort out the lesson plans, which became more and more chaotic. He said casually: "Well, you did a good job in your homework, and you will be rewarded."

After work, he was serious and didn't want to go back to the dormitory.The senior brother must be waiting at home to celebrate his birthday, but he agreed to answer questions, and he can't keep his word, otherwise what is the difference with the senior brother?

He slumped on the desk, with his face pressed against the table, feeling terribly cold, so he lifted his hood and continued to wrinkle his face in confusion.

The phone buzzed, and he took it out of his pocket, glanced at it, and immediately buckled it.

【Ming Zhiyan: When will you be back? 】

Yan Yan carefully picked the back cover of the phone, lay down for a while, typed a few lines quickly, and then ran away, planning to hide in Shenjiang's apartment for a while.

[I'm going to study by myself at night!Go back after class! 】

The key to the original apartment has been strictly kept. He unlocked it, stepped into the door, and threw himself on the sofa to lie down and rest.

As soon as Shen Jiang entered the door, he was startled, "Xiao Jin, why did you come here?"

Yan Jing hung his head on the armrest of the sofa, watching Shen Jiang change his shoes, "I'm in a panic."

He Ming followed into the door, glanced at the salted fish on the sofa, "Yo, your senior brother is willing to drive you out? What mistake did you make?"

Yan Jing sat up suddenly, his brain congested and a little dizzy, so he leaned against the cushion and said angrily, "I made a mistake? I am a decent person walking in faith."

He Ming sat down with Shen Jiang and listened to him talking about his lonely birthday yesterday.

He Ming raised the corners of his mouth with a teasing look on his face, "You're taking revenge for our words."

Yan Jing rolled his eyes at him, and snorted softly, "Just a little nonsense, I agreed to him, and I have to keep my word."

"Isn't this just embarrassing our words, words don't count, and let him taste the pain of waiting after it's over. Tsk tsk, cultural people have too many eyes."

It doesn't make sense with an illiterate!Rigorous and angry, stuffed in his throat, he couldn't say anything in a daze.

He Ming looked at him with a devastated face, and his speech was even more strange, "I heard from my mother that Yan Yan and Auntie were shopping with his blind date yesterday. Injured, it must be delayed because of this. Hey, you said, Yanyan owes him such a big favor, so he can't promise him with his body?"

The rigorous heartbeat slowed down imperceptibly.

His eyes drooped, and he curled his lips, "Who knows."

After Yan Jing left, Shen Jiang asked He Ming, "Do you really think Xiao Jin is taking revenge on Principal Ming?"

He Ming smiled, "I'm just teasing him, giving him some guilt, feeding him some jealousy, so that we can get ahead with our words." He lit a cigarette, and said, "However, this kid has such a temper. Exactly, no matter how I look at it, I don’t agree. I just think he should be like me, a little crooked, and a little more naughty.”

Shen Jiangbai glanced at him, and said in his heart that he would take advantage of it after the teasing was over, and it would not be considered bullying if he was rigorous and ordinary.

The rigor was brainwashed by He Ming's words, and his original idea of ​​being incompatible with integrity was completely washed away, as if his behavior was really like taking revenge on others.Senior brother has repented, how bad it is to let people suffer like this again.

He spoke at a faster and faster pace, and after half a session, he was about to break the contract. He agreed to make up the second half of the session tomorrow, and then hurried to the apartment.

Yan Jing ran so hard that his heart was beating wildly, he was out of breath, panting badly, pushed the door in, bent over to take a breath, "I...I'm back."

Knowing that Yan pinched the small wine glass with two fingers, and drank it against his lips, the remaining drops of wine wet his lower lip, his eyes seemed to be covered with mist, and he couldn't see clearly, "Why are you in such a hurry?"

Yan Jin pulled out the chair and sat down, Ming Zhiyan poured a glass of warm water for him to relax.Strictly gulping down two gulps, he calmly asked, "Brother, are you drinking?"

Knowing that Yan made a clear stewed fish head soup, it was still too late, and he had to simmer it slowly. He had nothing to do, so he took wine to drink, "Waiting is boring."

Rigorously apologetic, he quickly explained: "I didn't mean to make you wait, I really didn't want to disappoint the students." The more he spoke, his voice became softer, and he always felt that his explanation was pale, and he had to quote a lot, "Look, the teacher's specification It also speaks of honesty and trustworthiness.”

Ming Zhiyan slightly bent his mouth, "I'm waiting for the fish to be stewed," he got up and walked around behind Yan Jing, stopped, and said softly, "Wait for you, brother is willing to wait as long as you want." After speaking, he walked towards the kitchen .

Rigorous and in a daze, there was a burst of warmth in his chest, which spread upward along the collarbone, and the heat spread out in bursts, as if it was about to burn his cheeks.He looked at the radiator on the wall, it seemed that the heating this year was unexpectedly sufficient.

Ming Zhiyan brought the dishes to the table one after another, and there was a six-inch small cake in the middle, with small candles in the shape of 22 inserted on it, dancing and lighting up.He filled himself with wine, poured another glass of fruit juice for Yan Jing, and raised his glass to pay tribute, "Happy 22nd birthday to Yan Jing, happy forever."

Grinning his white teeth rigorously, he clinked his wine glass, "Thank you, brother."

Yan Jing moved his chopsticks, tasted every dish, his cheeks were puffed up, and he kept nodding, "That's right, senior brother, you are also good at it."

After studying abroad for five years, I still have the ability to take care of myself.Knowing that he said one cup after another, his cold and jade-like face turned crimson, and his smile widened, "Compared to you?"

Rigorously holding his face, he couldn't hold back his pride, "Then you are almost there. If you want to worship me as your teacher, I can teach you."

Ming Zhiyan smiled softly, shook his head, "No, just cook it for me."

Rigorously puzzled by the meaning, he just nodded cheerfully and patted his chest, "As long as you can tell, I can do it, and if it's okay, I'll make it for you."

Knowing that Yan poured a glass of wine and pushed it to him, his eyes rolled, "Have a glass?"

Rigorous as if he had seen a ghost, he shook his head vigorously.

"A cup or two is fine."

Taking a rigorous look at Ming Zhiyan, and getting affirmative eyes, he raised his glass and drank it down in one gulp.

Knowing that Yan refilled the wine again, the two lightly clinked glasses. He recalled the farce of drunkenness that day, and couldn't help laughing, "Haven't you remembered what you did when you were drunk?"

The rigorously fragmented memory has never been completed.He thought that what happened that night was romantic, and he also thought that the two had already smiled and forgotten each other in the rivers and lakes.Talking about this suddenly, his ears became hot and red as if they were about to bleed.

Ming Zhiyan looked at him like that, no matter how he looked at him, he liked it.He remembered the first time he saw Yan Jing, he looked like a ruffian, and then he was attracted, saw his arrogance, his brilliance, and couldn't help but want to get closer, unable to extricate himself until he fell.

He stood up and poured another wine for Rigorousness.Yan Jing wanted to take the wine bottle, but was blocked by Ming Zhiyan, he did not pour the wine for a long time, Yan Jing looked up at his face that was reddened by the wine, and looked at him suspiciously.Ming Zhiyan smiled slightly, "Do you want to know what you do when you're drunk?"

Strictly blankly, I don't know how to react.

Ming Zhiyan lowered his eyes, lowered his waist, and leaned closer, and said softly, "Like this."

After all, the lips swept across the cheeks from the ears, and kissed his lips. The soft and moist feeling is addictive. Knowing that the words can't help but increase the force, the lips are in the mouth and grind carefully, and the faint smell of alcohol exhaled diffuses in the tip of the nose, warm Hot and crispy.

Rigorousness's brain, which had been paralyzed by alcohol, has been blown up at this moment, and it is blank, and its body is as stiff as petrified, and it is at the mercy of anyone.

With a deep kiss, all the oxygen between the four lips was drained, knowingly hooked the corners of the mouth, and licked the slippery lower lip with unsatisfactory intentions, and the movement of pouring wine continued, "The last glass."

Seriously looking at the wine glass, then at Ming Zhiyan, he was not sure for a moment whether he existed in that minute just now.

He picked up the wine and drank it in a daze, "Brother, I... seem to be drunk."

Knowing that Yan's soft voice was firm, "You're not drunk."

"Then... senior brother, are you drunk?"

Ming Zhiyan just smiled and didn't speak.

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Proud of hard work one more hahaha