In Qin An's memory, his ambiguous relationship with Ye Zhulan remained until a period after the college entrance examination. The two were often alone. Whenever they met by chance, they could see the exciting joy in each other's eyes, but no one had ever confessed their love.
Qin An kept wondering whether it was because the layer between the two had not been truly exposed.
At this time he did this, and then he clearly realized that this was neither a dream nor a memory, but a real life.
When Qin An walked into the classroom of Class 69, these people should be very unfamiliar new classmates to him. However, when he looked carefully, he still remembered the names of most people when his faces were overlapped with those shrewd, vicissitudes, decadent, serious, or majestic many years later.
Qin'an, go and sit there.My father Qin Huai is a foreign language teacher and class teacher. The seat he pointed to is just under his nose.
Qin An glanced at his still young father, who was less than forty, and was in his prime. His father started working as a teacher very early, from his initial private to public office, from graduation from a junior college to undergraduate degree, his father's efforts were an unforgettable memory that Qin An could not forget when he was a teenager. He remembered many nights, even when there was a power outage, the books his father read under the kerosene lamp seemed to be Marxist philosophy. At that time, his father planned to take the postgraduate entrance examination.
With the image of a white-haired and majestic private middle school principal, Qin An felt a little sad when he saw his father at this time, and silently lowered his head and walked to his seat.
Qin An put down his schoolbag and suddenly turned his head. A pair of cold eyes next to him immediately turned away as if nothing had happened.
That was Sun Sun, a deskmate who always stayed with in the last year of Qin'an junior high school. Sun Sun was the first girl in Class 69 and the first in the whole grade.
In a relatively simple era, in the conservative county junior high school, there was no such thing as a school beauties, but everyone knew that the most beautiful girl in the county junior high school was Sun Sun, who became a charming beauty when she grew up.
Unlike Ye Zhulan, Qin An and Sun Sun's connections were intermittent. When Sun Sun became a famous singer, the last concert she held was sponsored by Qin An's company, and then Sun Sun entered the entertainment industry.
When the circle really entered, it was even more dirty than she thought. With the help of her cousin who had always been an agent, a master director who was known as the most hopeful way to win over the little golden man tried to get Sun Sun's body. Sun Sun resisted and had no choice but to jump off the building and commit suicide, defending her chastity with her life as bright as summer flowers. This incident caused a sensation in the entire entertainment industry for a while.
Sun Sun’s only mistake is that she values family affection more than anyone else, believes in relatives, but can’t see through many people who have already lost their character by desire after entering a certain circle.
Qin An naturally knew about Sun Sun's suicide. At that time, he had a wife and a child. He smashed the wall with his fist frantically, and then sat silently in front of the computer, tears flowing unstoppable.
Sun Sun, it’s great that you are still alive.
Qin An turned his head and looked at Sun Sun's beautiful and close-to-demon face, his slightly pointed chin, and his eyes would squint when he smiled. In fact, he smiled like a little fox who had done something bad. At this time, he was cold and inhumane, his lips slightly pouted with dissatisfaction, proud and disdainful.
Since junior high school, men and women have no longer had their deskmates, but Sun Sun and Qin An are the only exceptions. Qin Huai thought that with a perfect girl like Sun Sun as a deskmate, Qin An would never go to play naughty with Ye Zhulan without any trouble. Moreover, as teachers, they all believe that students with good grades can lead to poor grades. Qin Huai also took a lot of effort to convince Sun Sun to agree with this combination.
Sun Sun was not willing to be so conspicuous and became the only girl with a male deskmate, but she couldn't resist Qin Huai's persuasion. She only thought that a father had to worry about his son and talked to a little girl like her. This male deskmate was obviously not a good guy.
Even though he knew that Qin An was looking at him, Sun Sun still didn't plan to pay attention to Qin An.
Thirteen-year-old Sun Sun has begun to develop, her petite body gradually grows and her slightly bulging breasts are wrapped under her vest. Her light waist is truly like a weak willow for the wind, and is naturally charming.
She also understood some things between the opposite sex, and was stared at by Qin An unyieldingly. Her ears finally began to turn red. She turned her head and glared at Qin An fiercely.
Qin An smiled. Sun Sun was still the same Sun Sun. His glaring style has not changed for many years.
You... Sun Sun turned his head angrily, what's wrong with Qin An? He glared at him, but he was still smiling. Is there anyone who is so thick-skinned?It seems that Teacher Qin really has no choice but to deal with him.
Since Teacher Qin has no choice but to smile with me, I will discipline you on behalf of Teacher Qin.Sun Sun suddenly felt that he could understand Teacher Qin's difficulties.
Ah！
A chalk head hit, and Qin Huai stared at Qin An angrily. This uneasy son was quarreling with Ye Zhulan in Class 68. It was already rumored that Qin Huai's son had a tendency to fall in love early in the old days. Now it seems that he has taken Sun Sun's attention again.
Fortunately, Sun Sun is a well-behaved student with excellent character and academic performance. It is impossible for Qin Huai to be as playful as Ye Zhulan.
A depressing low laughter came from the classroom. The county junior high school was not big. Most people knew that Qin An was Qin Huai's son. Seeing the scene of me taking care of my son happening in the classroom, many people felt it was a little new.
Qin An touched his head, wiped off the chalk dust, picked up the half of the chalk, placed it respectfully on the podium, and sat back.
Please pen……
Qin Huai didn't say anything else. After all, it was the first day Qin An transferred class, and he didn't expect Qin An to change immediately. However, it was the first time that Qin Huai saw the student who was smashed with chalk and picked up the chalk head with respect. This seemed to be a respectful approach, and it seemed that he didn't care much about the majesty of the teacher.
It’s like during a meeting, when the principal scolded a class on stage for having a poor grade in the test, the scolded head teacher was waving in the audience, smiling, and then shouting: Good scolding, keep scolding!
Good boy, wait for me!Qin Huai thought to himself.
Qin An kept wondering whether it was because the layer between the two had not been truly exposed.
At this time he did this, and then he clearly realized that this was neither a dream nor a memory, but a real life.
When Qin An walked into the classroom of Class 69, these people should be very unfamiliar new classmates to him. However, when he looked carefully, he still remembered the names of most people when his faces were overlapped with those shrewd, vicissitudes, decadent, serious, or majestic many years later.
Qin'an, go and sit there.My father Qin Huai is a foreign language teacher and class teacher. The seat he pointed to is just under his nose.
Qin An glanced at his still young father, who was less than forty, and was in his prime. His father started working as a teacher very early, from his initial private to public office, from graduation from a junior college to undergraduate degree, his father's efforts were an unforgettable memory that Qin An could not forget when he was a teenager. He remembered many nights, even when there was a power outage, the books his father read under the kerosene lamp seemed to be Marxist philosophy. At that time, his father planned to take the postgraduate entrance examination.
With the image of a white-haired and majestic private middle school principal, Qin An felt a little sad when he saw his father at this time, and silently lowered his head and walked to his seat.
Qin An put down his schoolbag and suddenly turned his head. A pair of cold eyes next to him immediately turned away as if nothing had happened.
That was Sun Sun, a deskmate who always stayed with in the last year of Qin'an junior high school. Sun Sun was the first girl in Class 69 and the first in the whole grade.
In a relatively simple era, in the conservative county junior high school, there was no such thing as a school beauties, but everyone knew that the most beautiful girl in the county junior high school was Sun Sun, who became a charming beauty when she grew up.
Unlike Ye Zhulan, Qin An and Sun Sun's connections were intermittent. When Sun Sun became a famous singer, the last concert she held was sponsored by Qin An's company, and then Sun Sun entered the entertainment industry.
When the circle really entered, it was even more dirty than she thought. With the help of her cousin who had always been an agent, a master director who was known as the most hopeful way to win over the little golden man tried to get Sun Sun's body. Sun Sun resisted and had no choice but to jump off the building and commit suicide, defending her chastity with her life as bright as summer flowers. This incident caused a sensation in the entire entertainment industry for a while.
Sun Sun’s only mistake is that she values family affection more than anyone else, believes in relatives, but can’t see through many people who have already lost their character by desire after entering a certain circle.
Qin An naturally knew about Sun Sun's suicide. At that time, he had a wife and a child. He smashed the wall with his fist frantically, and then sat silently in front of the computer, tears flowing unstoppable.
Sun Sun, it’s great that you are still alive.
Qin An turned his head and looked at Sun Sun's beautiful and close-to-demon face, his slightly pointed chin, and his eyes would squint when he smiled. In fact, he smiled like a little fox who had done something bad. At this time, he was cold and inhumane, his lips slightly pouted with dissatisfaction, proud and disdainful.
Since junior high school, men and women have no longer had their deskmates, but Sun Sun and Qin An are the only exceptions. Qin Huai thought that with a perfect girl like Sun Sun as a deskmate, Qin An would never go to play naughty with Ye Zhulan without any trouble. Moreover, as teachers, they all believe that students with good grades can lead to poor grades. Qin Huai also took a lot of effort to convince Sun Sun to agree with this combination.
Sun Sun was not willing to be so conspicuous and became the only girl with a male deskmate, but she couldn't resist Qin Huai's persuasion. She only thought that a father had to worry about his son and talked to a little girl like her. This male deskmate was obviously not a good guy.
Even though he knew that Qin An was looking at him, Sun Sun still didn't plan to pay attention to Qin An.
Thirteen-year-old Sun Sun has begun to develop, her petite body gradually grows and her slightly bulging breasts are wrapped under her vest. Her light waist is truly like a weak willow for the wind, and is naturally charming.
She also understood some things between the opposite sex, and was stared at by Qin An unyieldingly. Her ears finally began to turn red. She turned her head and glared at Qin An fiercely.
Qin An smiled. Sun Sun was still the same Sun Sun. His glaring style has not changed for many years.
You... Sun Sun turned his head angrily, what's wrong with Qin An? He glared at him, but he was still smiling. Is there anyone who is so thick-skinned?It seems that Teacher Qin really has no choice but to deal with him.
Since Teacher Qin has no choice but to smile with me, I will discipline you on behalf of Teacher Qin.Sun Sun suddenly felt that he could understand Teacher Qin's difficulties.
Ah！
A chalk head hit, and Qin Huai stared at Qin An angrily. This uneasy son was quarreling with Ye Zhulan in Class 68. It was already rumored that Qin Huai's son had a tendency to fall in love early in the old days. Now it seems that he has taken Sun Sun's attention again.
Fortunately, Sun Sun is a well-behaved student with excellent character and academic performance. It is impossible for Qin Huai to be as playful as Ye Zhulan.
A depressing low laughter came from the classroom. The county junior high school was not big. Most people knew that Qin An was Qin Huai's son. Seeing the scene of me taking care of my son happening in the classroom, many people felt it was a little new.
Qin An touched his head, wiped off the chalk dust, picked up the half of the chalk, placed it respectfully on the podium, and sat back.
Please pen……
Qin Huai didn't say anything else. After all, it was the first day Qin An transferred class, and he didn't expect Qin An to change immediately. However, it was the first time that Qin Huai saw the student who was smashed with chalk and picked up the chalk head with respect. This seemed to be a respectful approach, and it seemed that he didn't care much about the majesty of the teacher.
It’s like during a meeting, when the principal scolded a class on stage for having a poor grade in the test, the scolded head teacher was waving in the audience, smiling, and then shouting: Good scolding, keep scolding!
Good boy, wait for me!Qin Huai thought to himself.
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