You can't afford to hurt a man who puts a marriage notice in a pirated text

Chapter 39

Why do you like me?

Among the 14 billion people, men and women are divided into half. If the elderly and children are subtracted, can young and middle-aged men reach 4 million?If these 4 million people stand in a row on the earth, the earth can be formed into many, many circles... If there is a TV documentary to shoot this scene, every 1 people will only have a few seconds of footage.To find the only person in these shots that are passing by like the wind, you can't look forward a little, and you can't look back.Neither early nor late, neither fast nor slow, just the only one person.

It must be difficult to achieve such perseverance.

But why?

Why do you like me?

……

Countless elves in the air danced towards him through the light in the dust. They held hands and chirped: "Why do you like him?"

Why……

Mao Qiuqiu suddenly became speechless.He was a little apprehensive, and he didn't know how to reply: [It's just... I like it very much...] [Why? 】The corners of Bai Luyuan's eyes drooped, his expression seemed to be compassionate.

【Why... The reason is... There is no reason... It's just very...】 Mao Qiuqiu suddenly felt that his mind was in a mess.

How to answer?Because Mr. Bai, you are good at writing? ——This is really formulaic. Out of ten authors, eleven readers will praise him for his good writing; is it because Bai Dada has a particularly strong imagination? ——I don’t feel like boasting... Do you like Bai Dada’s thoughts?But people often pinch Bai Dada's thoughts and standpoints. When he mentions this, he will recall unhappy memories... Do you like the relationship between Brother Yantai and Brother Ji Xin?No, this absolutely cannot be said...

Countless answers were dragged in front of him by those dust elves in the air, and he frantically shook his head to deny them.None of them are good enough, none of them are enough...but he can easily say "for many, many reasons" - that seems too coping.

……

In the end, he just lowered his head like a child being reprimanded by the teacher, and said politely: [I don't know...maybe...] Bai Luyuan suddenly felt very disappointed.

The little beast in his heart growled for a while, then fell asleep again.The fire of hope that had been ignited for no reason was extinguished like this.

He didn't actually mean to ask this - even the screen knew what he wanted to ask.

--Why do you like me?Um?

- Do you really like me?

——Since you like me, why do you keep stealing my articles?

……

He could not utter a word of these words.

Some literati are so habitual, conceited and lofty, and they are screaming in their hearts but can't speak... He feels that he is always different, and he is completely different from those authors who openly go to Baidu Post Bar to quarrel with the landlord of the Pirates Building.

He would never ask Mao Qiuqiu plainly: "Why? Since you like me so much, why do you keep stealing my articles?—"

These words will always exist in the desert of pride in his heart.

Bai Luyuan lowered his eyes, and slowly typed a line: 【That's it. ] He turned off QQ, turned around and walked out of the office.

Mao Qiuqiu watched helplessly as the QQ dialog in front of him grayed out so quickly—he left so quickly offline, almost faster than the wind blowing in from the bedroom window.

He suddenly felt a little wronged.

He unconsciously pulled the hoodie, his deep eyelashes were hidden in the shadows, and stared blankly at the line of unsent words on the screen: [Maybe... like, there is no need for a reason...] "Old Bai, how can you do this? Do you still need a reason to help me in class!" ——The screen was on the other side of the office, and he poked his head quietly; judging from the voice on the phone, the dean was anxious on the phone Almost crying.

"I don't want to take this class anymore, you can find someone else." Bai Luyuan pinched the phone expressionlessly, and with the other hand, he organized the calligraphy class tools spread out on the table.

"No!!! Old Bai, you know that I can't come back...how can you find someone else now! Oh, I'm stupid, I'm in a meeting now!"

Bai Luyuan frowned: "It's really inconvenient for me."

"What's inconvenient for you!" said the dean, "It's not like you can't write! Calligraphy class! You just write two strokes on the podium and let the students practice by themselves! It only takes two hours. It's over! There's nothing you can't do here! ——Don't tell me that you have something to do, who doesn't know that your financial department is very free now, didn't you agree to let you help me with the class? Why are you now..."

He lowered his eyes again: "I don't want to go to bed anymore."

"Impossible!" The dean said with a full face, "How can I find someone else now! How can I have this time! You didn't say it earlier! I beg you, Lao Bai—" His tone suddenly became tough, "If you If you don’t go, no one will go to this class! I can’t find anyone else! When the time comes, no one will attend the class, you can figure it out!—”

With a snap, the phone hangs up.

Bai Luyuan looked at the phone with a cold face for a while, until the phone became hairy when he looked at it - finally, he snorted coldly, picked up his things, slammed the door and left.

On the campus at this time, the sun is a little lazy, and the avenues are quiet.

Bai Luyuan stood outside the door in a depressed mood and waited for a while, until the second class bell rang, and then walked in slowly - a very well-behaved guy with a neat ponytail, he guessed it was a study committee member or something The character stood up immediately, and said sincerely: "You are Mr. Bai, right? The dean has already told us——"

He nodded with a gloomy face.

The study committee member turned around and said to everyone: "This is Mr. Bai who is here today to teach us calligraphy on behalf of the dean who is on a business trip!"

"—Crack, clap, clap!"

The study committee member continued: "The dean has said that Mr. Bai's handwriting is one of the best teachers in the school. We all welcome it!"

"—Crack, clap, clap!"

The study committee member still said: "Today is Teacher Bai's first time to come to our class as a substitute teacher, everyone should practice calligraphy seriously!"

"—Crack, clap, clap!"

Bailuyuan has already been photographed dizzy-although I regret why I took this kind of substitute class in a moment of fever, even though I was expecting a certain boy in a hoodie at that time... I regret it now!

He didn't bother to think about why Mao Qiuqiu suddenly came to talk to him after a month... Maybe it was because he successfully integrated into the online social circle and became cheerful?

Just like yesterday in public... like.

——Speaking of which, he entered this kind of public social occasion because of himself.

— But who would believe it?

He was too lazy to think about it... he was too lazy to even glance at the whole class.

He walked up to the podium, intending to put the things in his hands on it - he hasn't lectured for a long time, I don't know if there is something strange...

Then—click.

The whole class let out a low... suppressed laugh.

Bai Luyuan put one hand on the table under the podium in embarrassment, thinking in embarrassment: Fuck, I almost fell down when I came to class for the first time, it really is a bad time...

The study committee member said loudly and sincerely from behind: "Teacher Bai, be careful!"

Her words were like a switch—the students in the class applauded habitually: "Papa papa papa papa!"... Although he knew that this was to encourage his new substitute teacher, But it's still embarrassing!

However, after a while, he couldn't hear the thunderous applause that was well-trained by the class brought out by the habitual leadership speech of the dean...

A voice whispered in his ear: "Teacher...it's okay..."

He could recognize this voice once it turned to ashes.

Bai Luyuan turned his head to look expressionlessly, and as expected saw the young man sitting by the podium.He was still wearing a hoodie, with a pair of round black eyes, looking at him blankly and cautiously, with a part of his white neck protruding out... His eyes were like kittens and rabbits.

He only took one look, then resolutely turned his head away, thinking indifferently, those eyes must be only for myopia—that’s why they are so big.

Chen Guancheng is indeed short-sighted - which otaku is not short-sighted?

So he always sits in the middle, and necessarily the first few rows.Although he and the class monitor's student number are connected, the two are very different. The class monitor always sits in the last row, never listens to lectures, and often raises his legs to play with his mobile phone... But today is so good, she skipped class up.If she came, she might force herself to do strange things again.

Because the handsome guy from the Academic Affairs Office came to class today.

Chen Guancheng stared at the male dean in a daze - everyone had forgotten that he was the teacher who came to invigilate the exam on behalf of the dean, but he remembered.

——Really... very handsome.

Just now, he probably disappointed Bai again—because he couldn't answer the question "Why do you like me?"

But he has taken the first step bravely... At least he is not blocked anymore!

Bai Dada quickly replied to himself... Although he downloaded it again soon!

But...but this is progress!

"Why do you like me?" I have two whole classes to think about it!

So, as soon as Bai Luyuan hung the large rice paper for writing on the blackboard, he turned his head and met the starry eyes of Chen Guancheng, who was in a hoodie.

He coughed lightly, turned his head forcibly, and continued to say expressionlessly: "Where is your dean?"

The study committee member immediately said loudly: "We just finished the dotted line of Yongzi!"

Seeing that everyone seemed to be clapping habitually again, Bai Luyuan hurriedly said, "Oh, side, lean, nu, sway, stroke, plunder, peck, and slam, have you finished the first two?"

"Yes!" Everyone said in unison.

Bailuyuan had a feeling of returning to the primary school classroom.

I'm confused...it must be the wrong way for me to open it!Is this how the dean usually guides students?

He tried not to pay attention to the scorching gaze closest to the podium, frowned and said, "Oh...then what kind of style do you study? Willow style or Yan style?"

Everyone looked at each other.

The study committee member said loudly: "Mr. Bai, the principal asked each of us to choose a style to practice and choose freely. We practice Yan style and Liu style the most, and there are also those who practice Zhao Mengfu and Huang Tingjian, and those who learn from Wang Xizhi and others. Written in official script."

"Oh..." he said slowly, "Then I will write each stroke once, everyone pay attention to it."

He turned around, and a stream of white paper was poured down like a stream, and then sprinkled with stars splashed with ink.

Swiping a pen, suddenly the mood is romantic, the room is full of ink fragrance, and there is boundless silence, which does not seem to be in the classroom.

In all the seats, those 20-year-old young people looked up at him quietly, with a little awe in their eyes--Chen Guancheng too.He tried to keep his short-sighted eyes open, even if he was so close to the blackboard, he still tried to get closer to see it...

Until Bai Luyuan turned around, slowly put down his pen, his eyes were full of ink, and he said casually: "Okay, everyone, pay attention—"

The study committee immediately took the lead in applauding: "Teacher Bai is amazing! You can write in all fonts!"

"Crack clack clack clack!!!!!!"

Bai Lu originally wanted to cough lightly and say that in fact, I am not good at writing, but I can write with every kind of physical ability. If you are beginners in calligraphy, if you can stick to one style, you will be able to achieve a lot. It is not beautiful after so many... Who material, and met a pair of fanatical, idolatrous eyes head-on.

If Mao Qiuqiu on the other side of the network could have a video conversation... it would probably be the same look.

He suddenly felt that he was floating, as if Cai Yuanpei was on his upper body in an instant, and I am a first-class great educator, needless to say-this kind of mood, it seems that he can't help but be crazy.