Wednesday, October 9, 2018.
Changnan No. 1 Middle School.
The sky was still shining brightly in early October, and the newly painted white walls of the teaching building were dazzling.The crisp bell for get out of class suddenly rang, and the sparrows gathered on the branches were frightened and flapped their wings and scattered.
The students came out one after another from the doors of each classroom. The solemn campus was just a solemn and dignified moment before, and in an instant it became as noisy as a vegetable market.
There were crowds of people up and down the floor, but the door of a classroom at the end of the corridor on the second floor was as quiet as before. Half the bell ringed, there was still no movement.
In the classroom, the chaos outside seemed to be isolated by an invisible air wall. Thirty-six students were motionless as if they were meditating and entering meditation and were bound by iron ropes. They kept their regular appearances and sat upright, and raised their heads quietly and focused to listen to the majestic admonitions of the head teacher.
...You should reflect on why this is happening.
Che Xiuhua stood on the platform, her eyes were bright and she stared at the hall.
She doesn't have the habit of delaying the church, and she didn't want to delay the church today.
The second basic test in this new semester, the overall grades of the whole class declined, mainly because the difficulty of setting questions was too high. In fact, the students' performance did not regress.
The reason was that during the break earlier, she saw some bad trends.
The students who got math scores in the last class gathered together in groups of three or five, laughing and complimenting each other, and there were even more people who learned to be sarcastic at a young age. For this reason, she temporarily took up a moment when the lunch bell rang and specially reminded them: the sea of learning is endless, and the mind is cultivated is far more important than the grades on paper.
Being strict with students means being responsible for their future lives and parents who have worked hard to raise their children.
In the next three years, they must be guided to establish a correct outlook on life to avoid them going astray in the future.
This is Che Xiuhua.
As one of the only two senior teachers at Changnan No. 1 Middle School who enjoys special allowances from the State Council, she not only has outstanding teaching skills, but also has a responsible attitude that is widely praised by the outside world. Parents snatch their heads and even want to send their children into her class at all costs. Most of them are for their children, and a small number of them have a less simple thought. Her husband Ma Tiancheng, and the youngest deputy mayor in history, Changbei City, a mountain away from Changnan, have an unlimited future.
Especially some people.
With a sharp look, Che Xiuhua looked cold and nodded deliberately, lowered her tone, and her score was higher than others, which did not mean that you did well in the exam.If you have time to care for others, it is better to think more about whether you have made progress.
The calm and powerful tone made the atmosphere in the classroom more calm. Although it was not named, many people lowered their heads unconsciously. After all, almost no one could look at the deep eyes that were as cold as thousands of years.
She knew the great truths and should not talk too much. She also remained silent, hoping that the students in the classroom could reflect on themselves.If you can't realize your mistake, it will be useless no matter how much you say.
If she doesn't know her personality, she may think of the female devil in a TV movie, wearing a military uniform, tall figure, cold eyes, and patrolling the cage with a bloody whip, which makes her feel threatened. With her serious and cold style, she can really leave an impression of being angry.
But she does not rely on terror to rule students, and she pays great attention to restraining her temper in daily life. In order not to make herself feel too oppressed, she never wears high heels during class. This time she couldn't bear it anymore and said some harsh words with a calm face.
The classroom earlier was a completely different scene from now.
The new classmate was more or less nervous when he first entered her class, but they would soon find that listening to Teacher Che’s lectures was not as boring as listening to an old monk chanting scriptures, but instead felt a sense of pleasure like a spring breeze.
Everything comes from her good at mobilizing the atmosphere in the classroom, and she can always give appropriate examples to tell obscure physical formulas vividly and interestingly. Her cool face and one or two seemingly unintentional humorous complaints are always particularly good.
For a long time, she has been practicing to interpret the true meaning of teaching and teaching. She firmly believes that only by inspiring students' desire for knowledge can a teacher be the way to succeed.
The students' views on her will often quickly change from initial awe to heartfelt admiration.
Girls regard her as an ideal benchmark and her every word and deed as an object of imitation. For male classmates who are just beginning to fall in love, being able to face such a beautiful class teacher who is not inferior to a celebrity and has excellent talent and temperament all day long is a rare enjoyment.
This is why her preaching sounds a bit old-fashioned can always enter the hearts of the students.
For example, at this moment, many students think this way: If Teacher Che says something wrong, it means that she is really doing something wrong and she cannot be disappointed.
Some girls with sensitive temperament even left tears of shame.
...There are exceptions in everything.
In the last row of the classroom, a chubby male classmate seemed absent-minded, with a pair of white and soft fat hands constantly rubbing his stomach, and his clever little eyes kept thinking about the clock on the wall.
His surname is Wang, and his classmates call him Xiaopang very appropriately. As a hungry physique, his stomach is already rumbled by the time he is hungry.
He did not dare to speak out, so he could only swallow his saliva and silently miss the wonderful time he could sleep well during the holidays.
No matter how afraid he is, he doesn't hate Teacher Che. He is fat and knows in his heart that everything the teacher does is for everyone's good.
The little fat man has a little secret. His father is the richest man in Changnan City. His family-related companies contributed nearly 1/4 of the GDP of the entire Changbei region. It can be said that his family is so rich that he has to hide his identity, which has led to his inconspicuous person apart from his likable fat.
Wang Dapang used his money-powered ability to send his son, who didn't like to study, into this best class. He didn't want to have a relationship with Che Xiuhua's husband, but simply thought that this teacher taught him well.
He had no requirements, but just smiled and repeatedly reminded Xiaopang to be low-key and just stay up to graduate. After all, our family has money and can buy any good diploma in the future.
So just over a month after his new school entrance, he saw with his own eyes that his son has made gratifying progress in both grades and habits. He was so happy to praise Teacher Che at home, saying that after three years of training, it would not be a dream to pass Haval in the future.
Xiaopang is also very proud. His respect for Teacher Che is like a surging river, but the real problem is still hungry.
He was so hungry that he couldn't stand it. His fat feet were uncontrollably raising them forward, and his toes just reached the butt groove of his brother in front of the table, which made the young man shudder outside the chair.
The female teacher on the stage held her eyes slightly and sighed helplessly: You guys...Okay, let's get off the get out of class.Then reflect on yourself and think carefully about what is wrong. If there is any, correct it, and if there is no, encourage it.
After saying that, she touched the courseware in Lili's hand on the podium, turned around gracefully, and walked out of the classroom.
It took another five or six seconds before the whole class stood up one after another.
Everyone was still immersed in her earnest preaching, and the classroom was quiet, without noise or noise.
Xiaopang couldn't help but breathe a sigh of relief.
The boy sitting in front of him turned around and his fair and handsome little face was full of dissatisfaction. Why are you kicking me?
My feet are out of control.Xiaopang smiled embarrassedly.
The boy had a thin, milky white face, half-empty eyelashes, long and thick, clear eyes that showed a bit of powdery air. He stared at Xiaopang with suspicion, raised his hand and made a gesture to hit him.
I think you are deliberately looking for trouble!
Sarilang?
Xiaopang took the next joke, and did not argue or hide. He leaned over his face with his fat and tender big face, and thought to himself that Brother Ma was handsome and handsome, and he was very kind-hearted, so he would definitely not really beat him.
Ma Xiaolin couldn't help laughing, let go of her face, squeezed her lips and smiled, and indeed let her palm fall gently on his shoulder, glaring at him and saying: Don't kick me in the future.
No.Xiaopang licked his face and asked: What does Brother Ma want to eat at noon?I'll invite you!
Xiao Ma smiled slightly and patted his fleshy shoulders, no need.
Brother Xie Ma, I owe you another meal, hehehe... Hey, brother, are you still not going to the cafeteria at noon?
Well... The pony seems to have a hidden secret, so I will go to another place to eat.
Oh, are you losing weight?No wonder you have such a good figure.
It is often said that God will open another window when he closes a door. Although Xiaopang’s grades are not good, he is born to inherit his father’s extremely keen insight.
After more than a month of observation, he had already understood the classmates in his class and found that in addition to himself, there were several classmates in the class who had hidden their identities, including the delicate man in front of him.
Xiaopang felt that Ma Xiaolin still had many secrets, such as he never went to the cafeteria at noon, but walked towards the teacher's dormitory.
Xiaopang never asks, because his father also said that you should not care too much about other people's privacy. Even if you know, you should keep your mouth shut and make friends with your friends. The most important thing is to keep the other party's secrets.
That's why he beat Xiaoma and praised her for her good figure.
... Xiao Ma has a pure mind and never lie since she was a child.I looked back at the podium where Teacher Che had just stood, and a hint of undetectable sadness appeared in my eyes.
The fat man looked at Brother Ma with a temptation but stopped talking, and thoughtfully stopped the topic for him: I found that the cakes in the convenience store were good, why don’t I bring them to you later?
No, thank you.
Xiao Ma withdrew her gaze, and a innocent smile appeared on her handsome, white and thin handsome face. She raised her hand and pinched the fat man's chubby shoulders, teasing him and said: Look at you, it's only a while before you see that you've lost two taels of meat. Go and have a meal!
Hehe, it would be great if it was so easy to lose weight.
……
Earlier, on the other side.
As soon as Che Xiuhua left the classroom, she met Wang Jinfu, the director of the teaching department who was guarding the door.
Oh, you're over.
The middle-aged man smiled flatteringly, secretly looked at her tender red lips and jade face, kicked up her nose under the black-framed glasses, and secretly took a breath of the fresh body fragrance like lotus leaves on her body.
Well, Director Wang.Che Xiuhua keenly sensed his rudeness, and his clear eyes leaped under his slender eyelashes, and nodded to him quietly. Is there anything wrong?
...It's okay, it's okay.The man tried his best to hide the reality with a flattering smile, raised his head and pointed forward with a hypocritical point, I just walked here.
Then you are busy, I'll go down first.Xiuhua is about to walk.
Director Wang couldn't help but look at his long legs hidden under the ascetic uniform. The ostentatious light swept over the students who had stood up one after another in the classroom, raised his hand and laughed, "That's right, I'll go down too."
The expected thick-skinned.
Xiuhua's delicate eyebrows frowned slightly, and her cold face suppressed her unhappiness, leaving only this half-headed man with her side.
She has a natural sense of smell and is particularly sensitive to the peculiar smell on men.
On weekdays, you can tell the taste of different people from afar, no matter what they eat or where they go.
She has a serious obsession with cleanliness because she is now walking side by side with a greasy middle-aged man. Her body seems to be covered by a turbid smell. She is extremely physically uncomfortable, but she has not had any attacks because of her excellent cultivation.
Wang Jinfu was the opposite. He smelled the faint fragrance of Xiuhua's body, and his whole body was particularly refreshed. His toad-like eyes kept glancing at the side face that was not inferior to the artist. If possible, he would like to hook his hands with his high nose bridge and straighten his black hair behind his ears. His two crystal ear sockets seemed to be very sweet, so he also wanted to taste it.
When he walked to the corridor, he saw that no one was on his side, and he couldn't help but grin and shook his head slightly, thinking that the matter was important, and this woman was not the object he could covet.
Wang Jinfu approached Xiuhua a little closer, lowered his voice and said: Teacher Che, look at that matter, can you please go with your family again...
Director Wang.Che Xiuhua paused, his eyebrows were fixed, and his cold face showed irrefutable majesty. I have said many times that I will not help others.
I am really unable to ask you for my family... Wang Jinfu's expression was very aggrieved and innocent. His wrinkled and raised high myopia eyes narrowed again and again, as if he was trying to squeeze tears that did not exist. You see, we are all colleagues from the same school, so please help, help?
I heard a student coming downstairs from above, and Che Xiuhua continued to move her jade feet and stepped down the stairs. My husband, I know best.I just want to help, but I can't.
I know, I don’t want to make things difficult for you, why don’t you... give me a phone number and I’ll talk about it myself?
After pondering for a moment, the ice crystal-like vagina flashed quietly.
After being married for more than ten years, Che Xiuhua has never helped anyone through the back door, and this time he didn't plan to help him.
He can't stand his face and is extremely thick-skinned. He has to say it once or twice a day recently. The stench on his body is also annoying, so he always has to find a way to dismiss him.
...Just push it to your husband to deal with it, so that he won't be entangled all day long.
good.But you have to promise, don't say I gave it.And no matter what the result is, this is the last time I came to me.
That's sure, that's sure!I will definitely not bother you again!The old man burst into tears and nodded and bowed repeatedly. If it weren't for the fact that there were too many people at this time and the steps under his feet were hurting, he would have kneeled down to her very much.
Xiuhua kindly reminded: Please pay attention to your image in front of students.
The man glanced at him with a squinted eye and immediately straightened his back, and raised his tone like a change of face: Teacher Che is just like this, just send me the information later.
Waiting for the students to leave, he immediately lowered his posture and lowered his head like a turtle. Sorry, sorry... Otherwise, you give it to me now?
Che Xiuhua took out his cell phone and fulfilled his wish.
Thanks……
You're welcome.You are busy.
OK, OK.Wang Jinfu respectfully watched the beautiful figure disappear from his sight, stood on the stairs, with his hands satisfied and raised his head to walk upstairs.
Although he looks very vulgar, his character is not as bad as he looks. He just likes to show off his students and looks like a villain all day long.
At this moment, he got the phone number from Mayor Ma as he wished. He was proud and glanced left and right, intending to find an unlucky student to regain the majesty of his director.
……
Outside the teaching building, in front of the dormitory building.
With her jade legs blowing, Che Xiuhua quickly stepped into the teacher's building, got on the elevator, raised her hand and waved her hand to lift her cuffs, looked at her watch. It took her a long time, and it took nearly fifteen minutes.
She couldn't stand the turbid smell of the school cafeteria, so she specially applied for a room in the dormitory to cook her own meal every day.
The elevator door opened, and seeing that there was no one around, she, who had always been calm, stepped open her jade legs and trotted all the way to the door of the room located in the middle of the corridor. She pressed her finger towards the door handle and opened the door quickly.
She bent down and took off the flat shoes from her feet and placed them neatly by the door; held them to her chest with both hands and unbuttoned the buttons three or five times; her tall figure was as tall as a loose one, with her jade feet in stockings standing on the wooden floor, her shoulders gently shook, and she took off the dark coat that wrapped her body tightly.
Inside is a white shirt standard for female teachers in the school. The snow peak on the chest looks much more magnificent than when wearing a coat. Under the close-fitting fabric and the beautiful and slender waist, the plump double peaks make the shirt two perfect arc shapes, but the flat abdomen is also connected to a pair of long legs in the absolute sense. From top to bottom, they form a perfect figure that is bulging in front and tilted back and is tempting.
With her jade feet twisted, her straight and delicate curves were fully displayed. She took off the hanger on the wall with one hand, patted her coat twice, took out her cell phone, and then hung it on the top of the wall, then turned around and lifted her cuffs, and rushed to the kitchen inside with her stockings barefoot.
Just as the phone was buzzing, I raised it to my eyes and saw that it was the husband who was here to complain.
How could you call him?I can't do that with him!
I didn't ask you to do it for him.
The corners of her lips, as beautiful as Shan Dai, tilted her head, clamped the phone with her cheeks and shoulders, reached out to open the refrigerator, took out the four lunch boxes and put them on the kitchen counter, and then pressed the two rice cookers on the countertop.
...Then you should make it clear to him directly.
You don't need to teach.I've said everything I should say, it doesn't work.
Xiuhua checked the rice cooker one by one, but saw the light yellow chicken soup stewed with oily flowers and the hot big white rice was just right.
Bingmouth looked satisfied. She turned her head and looked at the four lunch boxes. The series of movements were swift but the rhythm was not messy. She thought that although time was tight, fortunately, the side dishes were ready this morning, and now it was enough to just heat up.
Then you shouldn't have called him Ah?You don’t know that I have endless things to do all day long. What you bother most is a guy like him who comes to the back door without any brains. You don’t think about it for me even if you say you don’t think about it for me…
Tick, behind him, the door opened, Xiuhua quickly looked back, switched the phone to the other side of his shoulder and pinched it, and a little impatient appeared on his face. Well, it’s not because you are a great official, he can’t bother me, just act like to do me a favor and show your official power to send him away.Hang up.
wait……
Xiuhua half-squinted her eyes, and gently twitched her tongue, hung up the phone without hesitation.
Her relationship with her husband is not as harmonious as the outside world sees.Ma Tiancheng's official power cannot play a role in her.
The boy entering the door walked through the compartment and entered Xiuhua's busy kitchen. He stood obediently behind her and shouted: Mom.
Xiuhua closed her eyes slightly, staring at him, and told you a few times that the school wanted to call a teacher!
Oh, sorry mom... no!Sorry, Teacher Che.Ma Xiaolin quickly admitted his mistake.
Before entering the school, she repeatedly reminded her son that they were not allowed to mention that they were mother and son in the school.
What small moves did you and Wang Xinjie do below just now?Xiuhua asked again in a deep voice.
It’s not my mother, it’s Xiaopang who is hungry and can’t sit still, and accidentally kicks me.
... A slightly helpless breath came out, and a high and straight nose bridge was ripped out.
Said it, it means not saying it.
Xiuhua stared at him silently for two seconds, turned around helplessly, continued to fiddle with the lunch box, went to wash his hands and have a meal.
Xiao Ma quickly shrank his head and walked towards the bathroom.
Xiuhua is a good teacher and a strict mother.
Xiaoma respects and fears her, with a little bit of ignorance and feelings beyond mother-son family affection.
In addition, he often feels an indescribable sadness that faces his mother day and night every day, but it seems that he is very far away from himself. That distance seems to be so far away that he can never touch it.
Such feelings did not come with the beginning of love, but could be traced back to earlier.
Throughout her childhood, Xiaoma was looking forward to being kissed and hugged by her mother.
But my mother is always serious.Since I was impressed, my mother has never had any kids with me.
The water rustled, and he was washing his hands carefully.
Xiuhua is seriously obsessed with cleanliness, and Xiaoma is deeply affected.
He lowered his head, soaped his tender little hands, held his breath and carefully cleaned every gap in his fingers.
Looking at the foam on his hands, he thought of Xiuche's figure when his mother washed her face in the morning.
As the textbook says, "Hands are like tender horns, and skin is like condensed fat." One stroke after another, washing the fluffy foam on the face, like a lotus that comes out of water.
Crystal drops of water floated on my mother's dignified and beautiful side face, as if flowing on a glacier.
The crystal beads slowly gathered towards the chin that looked like ice. He took advantage of his mother's time to open her eyes and looked at the white skin and slender neck as white as snowy and as beautiful as a swan, and fell into a beautiful fantasy that could not be extricated.
Probably the year before yesterday, after he learned to redeem himself, he would occasionally have an impulse to his mother that he should not have.
That should not be the case.
He felt ashamed when he thought about it at this moment.
... Washed?Xiuhua stood at the bathroom door and urged.
Ah ›Ah？
You Ah.Xiuhua sighed lightly, and Xiu's forehead frowned slightly.Recently, she found that her son seemed to be often absent-minded and didn't know what he was thinking in his little head.
Don't be too slow, hurry up!
oh!The little horse quickly rubbed his hands hard and came!
Changnan No. 1 Middle School.
The sky was still shining brightly in early October, and the newly painted white walls of the teaching building were dazzling.The crisp bell for get out of class suddenly rang, and the sparrows gathered on the branches were frightened and flapped their wings and scattered.
The students came out one after another from the doors of each classroom. The solemn campus was just a solemn and dignified moment before, and in an instant it became as noisy as a vegetable market.
There were crowds of people up and down the floor, but the door of a classroom at the end of the corridor on the second floor was as quiet as before. Half the bell ringed, there was still no movement.
In the classroom, the chaos outside seemed to be isolated by an invisible air wall. Thirty-six students were motionless as if they were meditating and entering meditation and were bound by iron ropes. They kept their regular appearances and sat upright, and raised their heads quietly and focused to listen to the majestic admonitions of the head teacher.
...You should reflect on why this is happening.
Che Xiuhua stood on the platform, her eyes were bright and she stared at the hall.
She doesn't have the habit of delaying the church, and she didn't want to delay the church today.
The second basic test in this new semester, the overall grades of the whole class declined, mainly because the difficulty of setting questions was too high. In fact, the students' performance did not regress.
The reason was that during the break earlier, she saw some bad trends.
The students who got math scores in the last class gathered together in groups of three or five, laughing and complimenting each other, and there were even more people who learned to be sarcastic at a young age. For this reason, she temporarily took up a moment when the lunch bell rang and specially reminded them: the sea of learning is endless, and the mind is cultivated is far more important than the grades on paper.
Being strict with students means being responsible for their future lives and parents who have worked hard to raise their children.
In the next three years, they must be guided to establish a correct outlook on life to avoid them going astray in the future.
This is Che Xiuhua.
As one of the only two senior teachers at Changnan No. 1 Middle School who enjoys special allowances from the State Council, she not only has outstanding teaching skills, but also has a responsible attitude that is widely praised by the outside world. Parents snatch their heads and even want to send their children into her class at all costs. Most of them are for their children, and a small number of them have a less simple thought. Her husband Ma Tiancheng, and the youngest deputy mayor in history, Changbei City, a mountain away from Changnan, have an unlimited future.
Especially some people.
With a sharp look, Che Xiuhua looked cold and nodded deliberately, lowered her tone, and her score was higher than others, which did not mean that you did well in the exam.If you have time to care for others, it is better to think more about whether you have made progress.
The calm and powerful tone made the atmosphere in the classroom more calm. Although it was not named, many people lowered their heads unconsciously. After all, almost no one could look at the deep eyes that were as cold as thousands of years.
She knew the great truths and should not talk too much. She also remained silent, hoping that the students in the classroom could reflect on themselves.If you can't realize your mistake, it will be useless no matter how much you say.
If she doesn't know her personality, she may think of the female devil in a TV movie, wearing a military uniform, tall figure, cold eyes, and patrolling the cage with a bloody whip, which makes her feel threatened. With her serious and cold style, she can really leave an impression of being angry.
But she does not rely on terror to rule students, and she pays great attention to restraining her temper in daily life. In order not to make herself feel too oppressed, she never wears high heels during class. This time she couldn't bear it anymore and said some harsh words with a calm face.
The classroom earlier was a completely different scene from now.
The new classmate was more or less nervous when he first entered her class, but they would soon find that listening to Teacher Che’s lectures was not as boring as listening to an old monk chanting scriptures, but instead felt a sense of pleasure like a spring breeze.
Everything comes from her good at mobilizing the atmosphere in the classroom, and she can always give appropriate examples to tell obscure physical formulas vividly and interestingly. Her cool face and one or two seemingly unintentional humorous complaints are always particularly good.
For a long time, she has been practicing to interpret the true meaning of teaching and teaching. She firmly believes that only by inspiring students' desire for knowledge can a teacher be the way to succeed.
The students' views on her will often quickly change from initial awe to heartfelt admiration.
Girls regard her as an ideal benchmark and her every word and deed as an object of imitation. For male classmates who are just beginning to fall in love, being able to face such a beautiful class teacher who is not inferior to a celebrity and has excellent talent and temperament all day long is a rare enjoyment.
This is why her preaching sounds a bit old-fashioned can always enter the hearts of the students.
For example, at this moment, many students think this way: If Teacher Che says something wrong, it means that she is really doing something wrong and she cannot be disappointed.
Some girls with sensitive temperament even left tears of shame.
...There are exceptions in everything.
In the last row of the classroom, a chubby male classmate seemed absent-minded, with a pair of white and soft fat hands constantly rubbing his stomach, and his clever little eyes kept thinking about the clock on the wall.
His surname is Wang, and his classmates call him Xiaopang very appropriately. As a hungry physique, his stomach is already rumbled by the time he is hungry.
He did not dare to speak out, so he could only swallow his saliva and silently miss the wonderful time he could sleep well during the holidays.
No matter how afraid he is, he doesn't hate Teacher Che. He is fat and knows in his heart that everything the teacher does is for everyone's good.
The little fat man has a little secret. His father is the richest man in Changnan City. His family-related companies contributed nearly 1/4 of the GDP of the entire Changbei region. It can be said that his family is so rich that he has to hide his identity, which has led to his inconspicuous person apart from his likable fat.
Wang Dapang used his money-powered ability to send his son, who didn't like to study, into this best class. He didn't want to have a relationship with Che Xiuhua's husband, but simply thought that this teacher taught him well.
He had no requirements, but just smiled and repeatedly reminded Xiaopang to be low-key and just stay up to graduate. After all, our family has money and can buy any good diploma in the future.
So just over a month after his new school entrance, he saw with his own eyes that his son has made gratifying progress in both grades and habits. He was so happy to praise Teacher Che at home, saying that after three years of training, it would not be a dream to pass Haval in the future.
Xiaopang is also very proud. His respect for Teacher Che is like a surging river, but the real problem is still hungry.
He was so hungry that he couldn't stand it. His fat feet were uncontrollably raising them forward, and his toes just reached the butt groove of his brother in front of the table, which made the young man shudder outside the chair.
The female teacher on the stage held her eyes slightly and sighed helplessly: You guys...Okay, let's get off the get out of class.Then reflect on yourself and think carefully about what is wrong. If there is any, correct it, and if there is no, encourage it.
After saying that, she touched the courseware in Lili's hand on the podium, turned around gracefully, and walked out of the classroom.
It took another five or six seconds before the whole class stood up one after another.
Everyone was still immersed in her earnest preaching, and the classroom was quiet, without noise or noise.
Xiaopang couldn't help but breathe a sigh of relief.
The boy sitting in front of him turned around and his fair and handsome little face was full of dissatisfaction. Why are you kicking me?
My feet are out of control.Xiaopang smiled embarrassedly.
The boy had a thin, milky white face, half-empty eyelashes, long and thick, clear eyes that showed a bit of powdery air. He stared at Xiaopang with suspicion, raised his hand and made a gesture to hit him.
I think you are deliberately looking for trouble!
Sarilang?
Xiaopang took the next joke, and did not argue or hide. He leaned over his face with his fat and tender big face, and thought to himself that Brother Ma was handsome and handsome, and he was very kind-hearted, so he would definitely not really beat him.
Ma Xiaolin couldn't help laughing, let go of her face, squeezed her lips and smiled, and indeed let her palm fall gently on his shoulder, glaring at him and saying: Don't kick me in the future.
No.Xiaopang licked his face and asked: What does Brother Ma want to eat at noon?I'll invite you!
Xiao Ma smiled slightly and patted his fleshy shoulders, no need.
Brother Xie Ma, I owe you another meal, hehehe... Hey, brother, are you still not going to the cafeteria at noon?
Well... The pony seems to have a hidden secret, so I will go to another place to eat.
Oh, are you losing weight?No wonder you have such a good figure.
It is often said that God will open another window when he closes a door. Although Xiaopang’s grades are not good, he is born to inherit his father’s extremely keen insight.
After more than a month of observation, he had already understood the classmates in his class and found that in addition to himself, there were several classmates in the class who had hidden their identities, including the delicate man in front of him.
Xiaopang felt that Ma Xiaolin still had many secrets, such as he never went to the cafeteria at noon, but walked towards the teacher's dormitory.
Xiaopang never asks, because his father also said that you should not care too much about other people's privacy. Even if you know, you should keep your mouth shut and make friends with your friends. The most important thing is to keep the other party's secrets.
That's why he beat Xiaoma and praised her for her good figure.
... Xiao Ma has a pure mind and never lie since she was a child.I looked back at the podium where Teacher Che had just stood, and a hint of undetectable sadness appeared in my eyes.
The fat man looked at Brother Ma with a temptation but stopped talking, and thoughtfully stopped the topic for him: I found that the cakes in the convenience store were good, why don’t I bring them to you later?
No, thank you.
Xiao Ma withdrew her gaze, and a innocent smile appeared on her handsome, white and thin handsome face. She raised her hand and pinched the fat man's chubby shoulders, teasing him and said: Look at you, it's only a while before you see that you've lost two taels of meat. Go and have a meal!
Hehe, it would be great if it was so easy to lose weight.
……
Earlier, on the other side.
As soon as Che Xiuhua left the classroom, she met Wang Jinfu, the director of the teaching department who was guarding the door.
Oh, you're over.
The middle-aged man smiled flatteringly, secretly looked at her tender red lips and jade face, kicked up her nose under the black-framed glasses, and secretly took a breath of the fresh body fragrance like lotus leaves on her body.
Well, Director Wang.Che Xiuhua keenly sensed his rudeness, and his clear eyes leaped under his slender eyelashes, and nodded to him quietly. Is there anything wrong?
...It's okay, it's okay.The man tried his best to hide the reality with a flattering smile, raised his head and pointed forward with a hypocritical point, I just walked here.
Then you are busy, I'll go down first.Xiuhua is about to walk.
Director Wang couldn't help but look at his long legs hidden under the ascetic uniform. The ostentatious light swept over the students who had stood up one after another in the classroom, raised his hand and laughed, "That's right, I'll go down too."
The expected thick-skinned.
Xiuhua's delicate eyebrows frowned slightly, and her cold face suppressed her unhappiness, leaving only this half-headed man with her side.
She has a natural sense of smell and is particularly sensitive to the peculiar smell on men.
On weekdays, you can tell the taste of different people from afar, no matter what they eat or where they go.
She has a serious obsession with cleanliness because she is now walking side by side with a greasy middle-aged man. Her body seems to be covered by a turbid smell. She is extremely physically uncomfortable, but she has not had any attacks because of her excellent cultivation.
Wang Jinfu was the opposite. He smelled the faint fragrance of Xiuhua's body, and his whole body was particularly refreshed. His toad-like eyes kept glancing at the side face that was not inferior to the artist. If possible, he would like to hook his hands with his high nose bridge and straighten his black hair behind his ears. His two crystal ear sockets seemed to be very sweet, so he also wanted to taste it.
When he walked to the corridor, he saw that no one was on his side, and he couldn't help but grin and shook his head slightly, thinking that the matter was important, and this woman was not the object he could covet.
Wang Jinfu approached Xiuhua a little closer, lowered his voice and said: Teacher Che, look at that matter, can you please go with your family again...
Director Wang.Che Xiuhua paused, his eyebrows were fixed, and his cold face showed irrefutable majesty. I have said many times that I will not help others.
I am really unable to ask you for my family... Wang Jinfu's expression was very aggrieved and innocent. His wrinkled and raised high myopia eyes narrowed again and again, as if he was trying to squeeze tears that did not exist. You see, we are all colleagues from the same school, so please help, help?
I heard a student coming downstairs from above, and Che Xiuhua continued to move her jade feet and stepped down the stairs. My husband, I know best.I just want to help, but I can't.
I know, I don’t want to make things difficult for you, why don’t you... give me a phone number and I’ll talk about it myself?
After pondering for a moment, the ice crystal-like vagina flashed quietly.
After being married for more than ten years, Che Xiuhua has never helped anyone through the back door, and this time he didn't plan to help him.
He can't stand his face and is extremely thick-skinned. He has to say it once or twice a day recently. The stench on his body is also annoying, so he always has to find a way to dismiss him.
...Just push it to your husband to deal with it, so that he won't be entangled all day long.
good.But you have to promise, don't say I gave it.And no matter what the result is, this is the last time I came to me.
That's sure, that's sure!I will definitely not bother you again!The old man burst into tears and nodded and bowed repeatedly. If it weren't for the fact that there were too many people at this time and the steps under his feet were hurting, he would have kneeled down to her very much.
Xiuhua kindly reminded: Please pay attention to your image in front of students.
The man glanced at him with a squinted eye and immediately straightened his back, and raised his tone like a change of face: Teacher Che is just like this, just send me the information later.
Waiting for the students to leave, he immediately lowered his posture and lowered his head like a turtle. Sorry, sorry... Otherwise, you give it to me now?
Che Xiuhua took out his cell phone and fulfilled his wish.
Thanks……
You're welcome.You are busy.
OK, OK.Wang Jinfu respectfully watched the beautiful figure disappear from his sight, stood on the stairs, with his hands satisfied and raised his head to walk upstairs.
Although he looks very vulgar, his character is not as bad as he looks. He just likes to show off his students and looks like a villain all day long.
At this moment, he got the phone number from Mayor Ma as he wished. He was proud and glanced left and right, intending to find an unlucky student to regain the majesty of his director.
……
Outside the teaching building, in front of the dormitory building.
With her jade legs blowing, Che Xiuhua quickly stepped into the teacher's building, got on the elevator, raised her hand and waved her hand to lift her cuffs, looked at her watch. It took her a long time, and it took nearly fifteen minutes.
She couldn't stand the turbid smell of the school cafeteria, so she specially applied for a room in the dormitory to cook her own meal every day.
The elevator door opened, and seeing that there was no one around, she, who had always been calm, stepped open her jade legs and trotted all the way to the door of the room located in the middle of the corridor. She pressed her finger towards the door handle and opened the door quickly.
She bent down and took off the flat shoes from her feet and placed them neatly by the door; held them to her chest with both hands and unbuttoned the buttons three or five times; her tall figure was as tall as a loose one, with her jade feet in stockings standing on the wooden floor, her shoulders gently shook, and she took off the dark coat that wrapped her body tightly.
Inside is a white shirt standard for female teachers in the school. The snow peak on the chest looks much more magnificent than when wearing a coat. Under the close-fitting fabric and the beautiful and slender waist, the plump double peaks make the shirt two perfect arc shapes, but the flat abdomen is also connected to a pair of long legs in the absolute sense. From top to bottom, they form a perfect figure that is bulging in front and tilted back and is tempting.
With her jade feet twisted, her straight and delicate curves were fully displayed. She took off the hanger on the wall with one hand, patted her coat twice, took out her cell phone, and then hung it on the top of the wall, then turned around and lifted her cuffs, and rushed to the kitchen inside with her stockings barefoot.
Just as the phone was buzzing, I raised it to my eyes and saw that it was the husband who was here to complain.
How could you call him?I can't do that with him!
I didn't ask you to do it for him.
The corners of her lips, as beautiful as Shan Dai, tilted her head, clamped the phone with her cheeks and shoulders, reached out to open the refrigerator, took out the four lunch boxes and put them on the kitchen counter, and then pressed the two rice cookers on the countertop.
...Then you should make it clear to him directly.
You don't need to teach.I've said everything I should say, it doesn't work.
Xiuhua checked the rice cooker one by one, but saw the light yellow chicken soup stewed with oily flowers and the hot big white rice was just right.
Bingmouth looked satisfied. She turned her head and looked at the four lunch boxes. The series of movements were swift but the rhythm was not messy. She thought that although time was tight, fortunately, the side dishes were ready this morning, and now it was enough to just heat up.
Then you shouldn't have called him Ah?You don’t know that I have endless things to do all day long. What you bother most is a guy like him who comes to the back door without any brains. You don’t think about it for me even if you say you don’t think about it for me…
Tick, behind him, the door opened, Xiuhua quickly looked back, switched the phone to the other side of his shoulder and pinched it, and a little impatient appeared on his face. Well, it’s not because you are a great official, he can’t bother me, just act like to do me a favor and show your official power to send him away.Hang up.
wait……
Xiuhua half-squinted her eyes, and gently twitched her tongue, hung up the phone without hesitation.
Her relationship with her husband is not as harmonious as the outside world sees.Ma Tiancheng's official power cannot play a role in her.
The boy entering the door walked through the compartment and entered Xiuhua's busy kitchen. He stood obediently behind her and shouted: Mom.
Xiuhua closed her eyes slightly, staring at him, and told you a few times that the school wanted to call a teacher!
Oh, sorry mom... no!Sorry, Teacher Che.Ma Xiaolin quickly admitted his mistake.
Before entering the school, she repeatedly reminded her son that they were not allowed to mention that they were mother and son in the school.
What small moves did you and Wang Xinjie do below just now?Xiuhua asked again in a deep voice.
It’s not my mother, it’s Xiaopang who is hungry and can’t sit still, and accidentally kicks me.
... A slightly helpless breath came out, and a high and straight nose bridge was ripped out.
Said it, it means not saying it.
Xiuhua stared at him silently for two seconds, turned around helplessly, continued to fiddle with the lunch box, went to wash his hands and have a meal.
Xiao Ma quickly shrank his head and walked towards the bathroom.
Xiuhua is a good teacher and a strict mother.
Xiaoma respects and fears her, with a little bit of ignorance and feelings beyond mother-son family affection.
In addition, he often feels an indescribable sadness that faces his mother day and night every day, but it seems that he is very far away from himself. That distance seems to be so far away that he can never touch it.
Such feelings did not come with the beginning of love, but could be traced back to earlier.
Throughout her childhood, Xiaoma was looking forward to being kissed and hugged by her mother.
But my mother is always serious.Since I was impressed, my mother has never had any kids with me.
The water rustled, and he was washing his hands carefully.
Xiuhua is seriously obsessed with cleanliness, and Xiaoma is deeply affected.
He lowered his head, soaped his tender little hands, held his breath and carefully cleaned every gap in his fingers.
Looking at the foam on his hands, he thought of Xiuche's figure when his mother washed her face in the morning.
As the textbook says, "Hands are like tender horns, and skin is like condensed fat." One stroke after another, washing the fluffy foam on the face, like a lotus that comes out of water.
Crystal drops of water floated on my mother's dignified and beautiful side face, as if flowing on a glacier.
The crystal beads slowly gathered towards the chin that looked like ice. He took advantage of his mother's time to open her eyes and looked at the white skin and slender neck as white as snowy and as beautiful as a swan, and fell into a beautiful fantasy that could not be extricated.
Probably the year before yesterday, after he learned to redeem himself, he would occasionally have an impulse to his mother that he should not have.
That should not be the case.
He felt ashamed when he thought about it at this moment.
... Washed?Xiuhua stood at the bathroom door and urged.
Ah ›Ah？
You Ah.Xiuhua sighed lightly, and Xiu's forehead frowned slightly.Recently, she found that her son seemed to be often absent-minded and didn't know what he was thinking in his little head.
Don't be too slow, hurry up!
oh!The little horse quickly rubbed his hands hard and came!
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