Chapter Ninety-Five: Teasing Teacher Guan is endlessly fun

Fan Junxi, who hadn't turned around yet, laughed in his eyes.

"You're here. After saying this, he felt that he had known Guan Yidan for a long time.

"Hmm,"

Teacher Guan replied softly, a pair of clear eyes, still gentle as water.

However, the eyes that made people a little trance only flashed here in Junxi, and in a blink of an eye, he looked at the excited millet in front of him.

"Do you miss me?" Guan Yidan stretched out his hand to help Xiaomi sort out Liuhai.

Fan Junxi felt that this sentence was asking himself, and he didn't know if this was the three major illusions of life.

As Guan Yidan approached, he felt a faint fragrance.

She wore a black turtleneck shirt today, and the close-fitting design outlined the woman's delicate figure.

Ruyu's skin is lined with a black sweater to make it smoother.

There is an intellectual beauty in her that does not belong to this age.

Xiaomi blinked and nodded: "Well, I started thinking about it last week, and my uncle thought you wouldn't teach me." ”

"I'm sorry Uncle Xiaomi," Mr. Guan still smiled very lightly: "My mother has not been in good health recently, so I went back to see it last week." ”

"Oh, it's okay. Junxi smiled indifferently.

Her tone felt like she was talking to the parents of the students, and it seemed that it was really a hallucination.

Just thinking about it, Guan Yidan had already walked past him to the piano against the wall.

picked up a small bag on it, turned around and handed it to Xiaomi: "Xiaomi, this is a gift that the teacher bought for you from your hometown." ”

"You also brought me a gift," Xiaomi's eyes lit up, and he took out the contents of the bag: "Wow, it's so beautiful, uncle, look." ”

Fan Junxi had already seen the gift in Xiaomi's hand, an amber glass bottle, with a somewhat special shape, like a leaf.

"Yes, it's good. ”

He turned his eyes to look at Guan Yidan, who was standing in front of the piano, and said, "This is a native product of your hometown?"

"Well," Mr. Guan lightly nodded his white chin, "The time back and forth is a little tight, and I didn't have time to prepare more." ”

"Heh, Mr. Guan's hometown is really far away!"

Guan Yidan didn't say anything more, biting his lip slightly, and suddenly the cherry red of the delicate lips was stimulated.

"It was a bit far away and it was very cold, but my mum loved it. After saying this, Junxi noticed that a trace of melancholy appeared on her face.

Fan Junxi knows this thing, maple syrup in Canada.

I have been using this maple leaf bottle for decades, but I didn't expect it to be the same in a different world.

At this moment, the piano room was particularly quiet.

Tong Xiaomi was still fiddling with the crystal clear glass bottle.

Guan Yidan's face has returned to its usual warmth: "Listen to Xiaomi, you like music very much, and you write a lot of songs." ”

When she said this, she was still the same as before, only glancing at Junxi at the beginning, and then still looking at Tong Xiaomi gently.

Tong Xiaomi also raised her head when she heard it: "Recently, my uncle has a new work, Qiao Wei's "My Dream", has the teacher heard it?"

"Qiao Wei," Guan Yidan was stunned for a moment, last time it was Ni Feng, and this time it was Qiao Wei again: "I haven't heard of it, I'll find time to listen to it later." ”

The corners of Fan Junxi's mouth hooked up a smile, and he slowly walked towards Guan Yidan.

Seeing Fan Junxi, who was getting closer and closer on his own, Guan Yidan was a little panicked. She has always been as calm as water, but now her heart often has some ups and downs because of the person in front of her.

Fan Junxi's tall figure had already come to Guan Yidan's eyes, and the close distance made her feel a little breathless.

It was so close, and she felt like the slightest movement would crash into Junxi's strong chest.

This guy is still continuing, Fan Junxi's chest has already felt the warm breath she exhales, and the shallow aroma on his body is becoming more and more obvious.

finally stopped, and Tong Mi behind him was also looking at the scene in front of him in a daze, ...... is this uncle?

Junxi raised his left hand and stretched out it to Teacher Guan's face, and in an instant, Guan Yidan felt that he couldn't move anymore, and he couldn't say a word nervously.

His outstretched arm almost ran through her hair, and just as Guan Yidan was about to shout, Fan Junxi picked up a mug on the piano.

The hand has been taken back, "Teacher Guan, do you like this pattern too?"

Guan Yidan, who had a false alarm, closed his eyes.

"Yes, Teacher Guan is also a little princess. Tong Xiaomi covered her mouth and laughed.

On the pink mug in my uncle's hand, there is a beautiful cartoon cat princess.

Guan Yidan stacked the sleeves of his close-fitting sweater upwards and said lightly: "Xiaomi, it's time for class." ”

Fan Junxi put the cup back in a playful way, the curvature of the corners of his mouth became more and more obvious, and when he looked at her again, Guan Yidan gave him a rare white look.

Fan Junxi, who walked out of the piano room, whistled all the way downstairs, and deliberately blew it up when he passed by his Totoro mural.

Tease the teacher, the fun is endless.

............

At around 9 a.m. on Saturday, Naisi first pushed open Junxi's door and knocked hard.

"Get up, I just bought it early, hurry up and eat it while it's hot. ”

Fan Junxi opened his eyes in a daze: "Sister, please don't call me to breakfast in the future, don't you have two meals together on weekends." ”

Fan Naixi ignored him and continued to call Xiaomi: "Tong Xiaomi, get up and eat tea eggs." ”

"It's coming, it's coming. Tong Mai, who was still in the bed, got up with a bone, and Fan Naixi, the only person who didn't shout, got up the most actively.

Ding Dong! WeChat prompt sounded.

Fan Junxi, who was lazy, clicked on his phone while brushing his teeth.

It's Shu Wenfei.

She sent a picture, and after clicking on it, a screenshot of the new Chinese song chart came into view.

Sure enough, "Know, Know" has rushed to ninth place.

This is good news, Junxi laughed, and casually replied to her with the word "congratulations".

After closing WeChat, he also clicked on the new song list.

Qiao Wei's "My Dream" has easily entered the fifth, looking at his two songs on the new song chart, Junxi squirmed while grunting a mouthful of water.

These two songs are on the list at the same time, and their songwriter Fan Junxi is also attracting more and more attention.

Now, as long as you go to Weibo to search, you can see Fan Junxi with real-name authentication.

Soon, the last paragraph he wrote also began to be talked about, especially by people in the same industry.

This is a songwriter, and the recent miraculous operation is enough to prove that he may still have stock.

In particular, this word posted on Weibo should be the same as the routine of "Know, Know" last time, first on the lyrics and then on the song.

If the idea is right, this is an opportunity!

As a result, many singers have already printed this word.

There are no more pure white souls

Degenerate from humans to orcs

I started using the first person

Keep track of everything that's happening in front of you

The morning of the Bloodthirsty Forest wakes up

Any aggression becomes possible

I relive it with an ancient mantra

......

What kind of genre is this?