It's okay, don't flirt!

Chapter 9 Chapter 9

Yan Jing held Shen Jiang, and He Ming stood behind Yan Jing with his arms outstretched to protect him, ready to catch Teacher Shen at any time.It didn't take long for them to stand in such a panic, the two had landed safely, Shen Jiang was holding the cicada slough in his hands, and the long and narrow wings were shining.

Yan Yan took the cicada slough, carefully placed it on the easel, Shen Jiang sat on the stone bench, took out a pencil, and started working.Seeing that there were paints and brushes beside him, Yan Jin asked Shen Jiang for a piece of paper, spread it out on the stone bench, squatted down and began to swipe the brush.

From He Ming's appearance to now, the two of them have not spoken a word to him other than greeting him!

Standing upright like this is very boring, and he also wanted to join in this artistic exchange, so he tried to hold the cicada to help Teacher Shen, at least Teacher Shen still had his own hand in his eyes when he looked up.

Just as He Ming's hand touched the cicada's wings, he shouted solemnly, "Don't move!" He Ming was so frightened that he quickly withdrew his hand.

"You moved the angle, how does Lao Shen still draw?"

Shen Jiang nodded approvingly, "Xiao Jin is right."

Damn, what kind of monster is this!He Ming moved aside, feeling like an old man who was robbed of his love by a new favorite, and the next floor was his own limbo.

"The painting is finished, old Shen, look!"

Yan Jing stood up, squeezed his painful kneecaps, and stretched his waist.He Ming looked at the painting on the bench, what the hell kind of talisman, the messy colors are all messed up, where are the cicadas?You kid is short-sighted, so the world in your eyes looks like this!

"Xiao Jin has the essence of abstract art, and the colors reveal a withered taste."

Shen Jiang commented earnestly, his eyes filled with approval, He Ming felt a sense of crisis.

"Go away, go away."

He drove the rigor to the cold palace where he was just staying, and also brought a piece of paper, squatting down to draw.

When the painting is finished, show it to Shen Jiang for praise.

"You're a little immature."

Yan Jing came up and glanced at it, trying to make his ridicule not too obvious, "The major is very childlike, and the cartoons are good."

Shen Jiang couldn't hold back and laughed out loud.He Ming's face turned black. Sure enough, creatures like teachers are full of malice. It reminds people of the sadness of being chased and beaten by teachers when they were young.

"Yanyan, let that evildoer stay away from Mr. Shen!"

Today is Ming Zhixing's birthday, and several Faxiao gathered together to celebrate his birthday.He Ming caught Ming Zhiyan and poured out his grievances, "Anyway, you like your little junior brother, so you might as well arrange him into your apartment."

Knowing that Yan was holding the wine glass, he was stunned for a while before drinking it, "Junior brother is straight."

He Ming grabbed a chopstick and broke it hard, "Straight? Just break it."

Ming Zhiyan glanced at the chopsticks, "It's broken."

He Ming threw the broken chopsticks into the trash can, "Yanyan, although it was bent, it was a matter of mutual consent, and it was not your fault in the past." What happened back then has become Is his lingering shadow gone?At that time, the city was full of turmoil, and the Ming family followed the child's wishes and sent him out of the country. More than ten years have passed in a flash, and time should have dilute the past.

"He can live a smooth life, so why should I ask him to travel through mountains and rivers with me?"

If oil and salt are not allowed in, it is useless to persuade anyone, and He Ming stopped talking, "Then you transfer him to another dormitory for me."

"He lives happily, why should I change it for him?"

He Ming looked angry at Ming Zhiyan's unhurried look, "I am your brother, you don't care about your brother's happiness?"

"He is my junior brother, brother and friend."

Why one or two are facing this kid, He Ming has a feeling of depression in his chest, he counts and thinks that his life may be shortened.

Early in the morning, Yan Jing arrived at the office, and there were two more letters on the table, and the teacher at the next table winked, "Mr. Yan has committed a crime, good luck."

Rigorously opened an envelope, tore off a sticky note, and took notes while reading it. I met Zhang at the small pond at [-] o'clock in the afternoon, and Li at the back of the gymnasium at [-] o'clock in the afternoon. What a fulfilling day.

He rushed to the small pond right after class at noon. It was a little girl who had just entered high school. He bent down to look at her apologetically, "The teacher likes to be an adult, and he should be taller. Eat well and exercise more."

He gestured a height above the little girl's head, stroked her head, and told her to hurry to eat.The little girl blushed, determined to join the volleyball club while running.

After finishing his meal, Yan Jing was lying in the small garden waiting for time, and accidentally saw a dead sparrow in the grass, wrapped it in paper, and wanted to bring it back to Shen Jiang.

At one o'clock, after he detoured around the gymnasium, he saw a thin boy standing in the shadows, and he was startled. Is this the rhythm of the offer frame?Haven't you done anything outrageous recently?

Seeing Yan Jing approaching, the little boy ran towards him in a hurry, and backed away again and again in fright.

"Teacher, I want to worship you as my teacher!"

Only then did Yan Jing stop, and let out a long breath, "What art do you want to learn?"

"Pick up a girl!"

What a passionate youth! "Boy, what do you know?"

The little boy thought about it, singing is not very good, but he is quite interested in drawing, "I know how to draw."

Nodding rigorously, he immediately accepted an apprentice for Shen Jiang, "Play more basketball to increase the altitude, and I will introduce you to a master who can paint. He will learn well in the future, and it will not be a problem to fascinate thousands of girls."

Tears of gratitude glistened in the little boy's eyes.

"You have to give gifts to a teacher to learn art. There are six rituals in ancient times, but your master has recently become obsessed with the beauty of death, so you can go pick up some dead bugs, dead wood and flowers."

After being instructed, the boy ran to prepare the gift.

Teacher Yan is not only handsome, gentle and polite, but also can give advice.The news spread quickly among the students, and the crowd of admiration expanded exponentially. Love letters poured into the office of the language group like snowflakes, and groups of people wanted to see Teacher Yan.Yan Yan set up a whiteboard, drew a form, time and place in a row, not to mention many conflicts, the meeting has been scheduled until night.

After a busy morning, Yan Jing even gave up time for eating, running back and forth in the school, all the teachers in the school watched the excitement, everywhere he went, he could see Teacher Yan being confessed, and wherever he stood, he could see Teacher Yan running.

Half of the life that was tossed rigorously was gone, and he felt that if he continued like this, he might die in the line of duty.Yan Jing ran to the radio room and turned on the campus radio, "Students, I am Teacher Yan from the experimental class of the first year of high school. Regarding the appointment of individual students, please come to the auditorium after school, and the teacher will deal with it in a centralized manner."

He turned off the radio and went to the cafeteria to fill his stomach.The cafeteria was empty and quiet, and the aunt scraped the bottom of the pot vigorously to make him a half-full meal, and ate it carefully with the microwaved buns.

The school is now in an uproar, not to mention the students, the teachers are all planning to go to the auditorium after school to join in the fun. Knowing that they are afraid that he will make trouble again, they hurry up to process the documents in hand, thinking of going to the auditorium after school to read hold him.

After school, the uncles and aunts in the cafeteria are still wondering why there are surprisingly few people eating today, and the auditorium is already overcrowded.

Those who have written love letters stand in line, waiting for a while to shake hands and meet, those who have not written are tempted by this posture, go up to line up, the line turns back and forth a few times, when Yan Jing entered the door, he was so scared that his glasses almost fell off, can he make his debut up?If you hold each one of them, your hands will lose their skin.

He walked up to the podium under the eyes of everyone, patted the microphone, "Students."

The audience cheered everywhere, like a concert.Knowingly passing through the teachers who covered their mouths and giggled, they struggled to move forward among the enthusiastic students.

"Okay, okay, thank you all." Yan Jing could only shout at the top of his voice, "I'm just a teacher, I can't bear the love..."

Everyone didn't let him finish talking at all, and even sang against him, teacher, I love you, brother Yan, I declare you, don't marry unless you, love you to the end of time, whatever.

Knowing that Yan approached the podium, he pursed his lips and smiled when he saw the aggrieved expression of the rigorously cut-off words.

"I'm a crook! It's useless for you to like me!" Rigorously cut the bottom of the pot, cutting off the female student's thoughts.

I don't want the male students to be agitated again. It's not a big deal to watch the excitement, shouting one by one,

"Brother, I want to bend myself for you!"

"Teacher Yan overwhelm me!"

Rigorousness is about to cry, do you want to play him to death!Brother is still standing underneath watching jokes!

"It's useless! I have someone I like! I want to date the principal!"

The students shouted ambiguously, and the teachers all laughed out of breath, knowing that the eyes that were as quiet as a deep pool seemed to be thrown a stone, which disturbed the water waves, and the ripples spread all the way to the bottom of my heart.

He walked calmly, walked up to the podium, moved sideways rigorously, and gave up the microphone.

"Teacher Yan's confession flattered me." Ming Zhiyan paused, looked at Yan Jing with affection in his eyes, "I accept."

He turned his head to face the students again, "So please don't bother Teacher Yan any more, give Teacher Yan free time, let's all disband."

Knowing that he walked off the podium after speaking, the students didn't dare to mess around after seeing the principal's speech, and scattered like birds and beasts, rushing to the cafeteria to eat.

Within a few minutes, Yan Jing was left alone in the auditorium. Was it just now that everyone was watching?Fame and fame are fleeting, between day and night.

Feeling that the world is impermanent, he also walked out of the auditorium, looking at the back of his senior brother from a distance, just looking at each other, for a moment he thought that his senior brother was serious.Grabbing his hair rigorously, what are you thinking, old man.

Knowing that Yan still had a calm expression, he nodded and saluted the students who came and said hello, but the aftermath in his heart did not diminish. The sentence - I have someone I like, echoed in my mind, and I couldn't let it go. I said it from my rigorous mouth sounds so good.Even the unromantic words of "talking about a partner" become pleasant under his misty voice like the morning sun, so that when he thinks that he will say that to others in the future, he will feel jealous when he knows it.

His mood became chaotic, a little irritable, and the possessive desire in his heart seemed to be overcoming his reason.

The author has something to say:

Millennium Cheng: Principal Ming, what are you thinking about?

Clearly said: Overwhelm teachers... No, improve students' grades and crush middle schools in the same city.

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Millennium Cheng: What is Teacher Xiaoyan thinking?

Rigorous: eat!No more leftovers!

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Hmm... New Year's Eve!Go shopping for the New Year tomorrow!So... Hugh!

Everyone hasten to prepare the New Year's goods, let's pretend that tomorrow doesn't exist, and let's pretend that it never happened!Kneel down and admit my mistake＿○／|＿