Geng Qiu had a dream, she was running in the empty darkness, she was scared, she was crying, she looked back in despair, frightened, Du Zixiu was smiling goodbye to her. She woke up crying, tears soaked the pillow, Zixiu, where are you?

At the end of the first semester of high school, she was still called Geng Wanqiu, and she was a scumbag.

"All students, the division of arts and sciences is very important, it is related to your future employment, you must consider carefully, fill in your subject selection form at the beginning of the next semester, and sign it by your parents. The head teacher commanded from the podium.

"Teacher, what if you don't have parents?" asked Geng Wanqiu, crossing Erlang's legs.

"There are no parents looking for guardians. ”

"Teacher, what if you don't have a guardian?" Zhang Maomao looked at Geng Qiu with raised eyebrows.

"Don't argue, come to me privately in special circumstances. ”

Geng Wanqiu's grades were very poor, she and Zhang Maomao, one from the bottom and the other from the bottom, became honorably at the same table. Geng Wanqiu's grades in junior high school were not bad, she was very well-behaved at that time, although she did not have a father, but her mother gave her no less love than other classmates, she felt that she was still happy, so under the protection of her mother, she grew up carefree.

Her mother, Ms. Geng Rong, is a mathematics teacher at Huaqian High School and used to be the leader of the college entrance examination marking team.

But in the third year of junior high school, Ms. Geng Rong was hit and killed by a muck truck on her way off work in order to save a student crossing the road. Geng Wanqiu became an orphan, she used to have only one relative, Geng Rong, but now she has none. She began to give up on herself, she could dream of her mother in her dreams when she slept in class during the day, and her mother smiled at her in her dreams, and at night when she was alone, she tossed and turned, and it was difficult to sleep. The parents of the rescued students wanted to be able to raise her, she refused, she could not forgive them. She rejects anyone to raise her, and lives alone and proudly.

She missed the high school entrance examination, and Huaqian High School took pity on her and thanked Ms. Geng Rong for her contributions to the school and the glory she had brought, and gave her a student status. What kind of person does a person become, no one can help her at this level, she should be persuaded and comforted, others have done more, and she will go with the flow, I hope she will overcome her demons and achieve herself.

I mixed it up like this for a year, and it was the first semester of high school. Geng Qiu is rich, Geng Rong's salary is a lot, she is usually very economical, except for Geng Wanqiu's good food and clothing. Geng Rong said: "Wanwan, when you grow up, this money will be used as a dowry for you." ”

After Geng Rong's accident, the driver who caused the accident paid 1 million, and the parents of the rescued student saw that Geng Qiu was unwilling to be adopted, so they also gave her 500,000 yuan, and the school exempted her from tuition.

Ji Jianjun is the dean of the School of Computer Science at Jindu Z University, and he is asking the newcomer Du Zixiu to apply for a QQ account.

"Dean Ji, I don't think there's any need to apply. Students come directly to me in the office if they have questions. Du Zixiu refused without hesitation.

"Teacher Du, that's what I said, but applying for a QQ can also enhance your relationship with students. ”

"I don't want to fall in love with students. ”

"You just need to apply for one in my face, you don't have to log in much. Ji Jianjun persuaded.

Du Zixiu met Ji Jianjun while on the run, when Du Zixiu was shot and dying in the dark alley of country M, Ji Jianjun, who went to country M to participate in an academic forum, recognized Du Zixiu, who had exchanged business cards during the day, rescued him, and took him to the city where he lived. Ji Jianjun has a life-saving grace and a sense of knowledge for him. So Du Zixiu still listened to him and applied for a QQ account.

Geng Wanqiu and Zhang Maomao skipped class and went to an Internet café, Zhang Maomao played games, and Geng Wanqiu played QQ and chatted with someone. Geng Wanqiu clicked on the search for friends, and there was a nickname called Teacher Du, which attracted her. "This person is really narcissistic, and Teacher Du is definitely not a real teacher, her mother's previous nickname is Huaqian Geng Rong. Thinking of his mother again, Geng Qiu felt bitter in his heart. The ghost sends a request to add a friend.

Du Zixiu just applied for the QQ number and received a system prompt, asking to add friends late, the remark is: student. Du Zixiu looked left and right, and didn't see any students in the office seeing him apply for a QQ number, but in order not to embarrass Dean Ji, he still agreed.

Wanwan: Teacher Du?

Teacher Du: Who?

Wanwan: You're not really a teacher, are you?

Du Zixiu looked at it, it shouldn't be his student. Qingxiu's face sank, and it was estimated that he was a netizen who didn't know what to do, so he didn't go back.

Wanwan: I guess I'm right. I'm embarrassed to call Mr. Du, I must be trying to trick the student girl into chatting.

Mr. Du: You said that on purpose, in order to get my attention?

Wanwan: You're narcissistic.

Teacher Du: Did I say yes?

Wanwan: Neurotic! Dead perverted! Lewd man!

Du Zixiu is also very strange, he was scolded by netizens and was in a very good mood. The polite face is more attractive because of the smile. A pair of black full-rim glasses on the high bridge of the nose, a bit like a teacher.

Du Zixiu is already very handsome, his handsomeness is not the kind of cool handsomeness, it is Si Swenwen's handsomeness, with a delicate face and sword eyebrows. The skin is very white, and the glasses are deliberately worn by him, in order to draw a line with the past. The result is simply perfect, Du Zixiu thought, it seems that he is naturally suitable to be a teacher, in addition to patience, he has to grind again.

Geng Wanqiu angrily threw away the headphones, turned off the computer, and threw down Zhang Maomao and went home. I had a dream at night, and I dreamed again about the night when my mother was crushed, unrecognizable, and she woke up crying. Turn on your phone and want to talk to someone. Seeing the avatar of Mr. Du who was chatting during the day, the ghost sent a message to the past.

Wanwan: Although you are not a real teacher, I will treat you as a teacher. You say that if a teacher loves his child very much, but the teacher leaves her child alone in this world. How do teachers want their children to live?

Du Zixiu just wanted to study the function of this QQ, after all, he taught artificial intelligence. As a result, I saw an avatar flashing, and clicked on it to read a long paragraph.

Du Zixiu thought about it and replied with three words: I don't know. He really didn't know. He had no children.

Wanwan: Also, you're not a real teacher, how do you know?

Ms. Du: I don't have any children.

Du Zixiu explained.

Wanwan: I miss my mom so much. She was a teacher, but she was gone, leaving me alone in the world. I don't know how to live.

Teacher Du didn't know how to comfort the other party, the other party should be very dependent on her mother. He was alone, but he was an adult, and he knew what kind of life he wanted. Du Zixiu couldn't help but fall into deep contemplation, typed something, and deleted it.

Wanwan: I won't bother you.

Du Zixiu didn't reply and went to sleep. When Du Zixiu wrote the QQ number on the blackboard during class the next day, the mobile phone kept coming to the system prompt sound. It's really troublesome, Du Zixiu frowned, this is really troublesome to be a teacher.

Every night, there are many people who send QQ to him, and few of them ask about professional courses, all of them are personal questions, which is really boring.

About two months later, Du Zixiu was answering a student's question, the question asked by this student was too simple, and he also knew that this student asked it on purpose, and it was not because he would only reply if he asked a question. The female students could only find ways to ask questions. Du Zixiu was very irritable, and just wanted to turn off the computer, and there was an avatar that hadn't flashed for a long time.

Wanwan: Mr. Du, do you choose liberal arts or science.

Why is this person asking a question, he Teacher Du can't answer.

Teacher Du: Aren't the results all the same?

Wanwan: Teacher Du, why are you there every time I look for you?

Teacher Du: Fate?

Wanwan: Surely you've been hooking up with schoolgirls.

Teacher Du thought to herself, it's almost the same as a female student hooking up with me.

Ms. Du: I am a teacher, and I take some time every day to answer students' questions.

In the past two months, Du Zixiu's patience has been not bad.

Wanwan: Why don't our teachers allow us to play with mobile phones?

Mr. Du: I don't know.

He really didn't know that it was the dean who asked him to do this, and he actually rejected it.

Wanwan: Why don't you know anything. What school are you a teacher at?

Mr. Du: University teacher.

Wanwan: No wonder, college is easy.

How can I not think. I have to chat here every day, and answer questions in the name of beauty.

Teacher Du: It's okay.

A week later.

Wanwan: Mr. Du, I chose science.

Mr. Du: Yes.

Wanwan: Don't you ask why?

Mr. Du: Why?

Wanwan: Didn't you say that? It's the same for scumbags, I toss a coin to decide.

Teacher Du: ...