A song "The Brightest Star in the Night Sky" sounded under the lights of the campus, and when he was halfway through singing, Gu Qi and the others were silent. Pen "Fun" Pavilion www.biquge.info

"I'd rather keep all the pain in my heart

I don't want to forget your eyes

Give me the courage to believe again

Oh, go beyond the lies to hug you

……”

Han Dang didn't like to listen to songs, but at this time, he felt that all the hairs on his back stood up, as if his soul was singing and trembling.

After singing, Luo Lanlan immediately said, "Come again, Qiao Yu, I couldn't hear it just now." ”

Qiao Ling applauded, "Brother, I want to hear it again." ”

The others reacted and gave a round of applause without hesitation.

Qiao Yu looked at Han Dang and Liu Zhixiang, shook his head and said, "Forget it, I can't sing well." ”

It's not that he's humble, he knows the flaws of his voice, and the lack of life experience. With his intuition, if a person in his thirties sang this song, it would definitely be much better than it is now.

Liu Zhixiang really wants to give him a kick, is it necessary to pretend like this? just said that he was poor in donkey skills, and he slapped his face with a beautiful and terrible song, and when everyone asked him to sing it again, he said that he couldn't sing it well.

Your sister is not good!

It's not good, the songs I usually listen to are scum!

Han Dang said weakly: "This song is original? ”

Qiao Yu was sure that this was true, but just in case, he was silent for a moment and said, "Probably." ”

"What do you mean?" Han Dang said it and searched for it, and after finding that there was none, he said: "Just say no, I didn't find it." ”

Along the way, Qiao Yu and the song were discussed, and he didn't stop until the front of the teaching building.

Back in the class, Qiao Yu took out the math textbook and studied seriously, and when she was in half a class, Meng Liya approached to inspect, and Qiao Yu waited for her to go out, and then hurriedly followed.

"Teacher Meng."

Meng Liya turned around and saw that it was Qiao Yu, and said with a smile: "What's the matter?" You don't want to take a leave of absence again, do you? ”

Qiao Yu smiled and said, "No, it's like this......"

He told him about going to the provincial capital to play tomorrow, Meng Liya listened, frowned and said, "You didn't lie to me?" ”

Qiao Yu knew that his height was here, and Meng Liya didn't believe it when he said it, so he smiled and said: "Teacher Meng asked Teacher Gu Xiandong about this, and he understood." ”

"Well, I'll ask him later."

After Meng Liya finished speaking, she left, her posture was graceful and charming, and when she disappeared around the corner, Qiao Yu woke up and gave herself a slap in her heart, and she actually had a trace of affection for the head teacher.

Most of the teachers are dedicated to making sure that the students do not have any sexual fantasies, except when they are young and beautiful.

With the impact of Western culture in recent years, the love between teachers and students has gradually turned from the dark night to the light, and an original ethical problem has gradually turned into a roadside scenery.

Meng Liya is tall and tall, dressed up very fashionably, and her voice is gentle, she said that it was him, and the mentally mature and immature boys in the class have definitely had similar thoughts.

If Dai Shanshan belongs to the little sister next door, then Meng Liya belongs to the sister next door.

Qiao Yu is now twenty years old, and she longs for this kind of plump embrace, the empathetic gentleness of a sister.

Experience, wisdom, warmth, and the dark fragrance of charm exudes make men yearn for infinitely, and the "deep fragrance of ripe apples" is more deadly than the green apples.

Suddenly, it was as if something had penetrated into my heart, and the speed of stirring my whole heart became faster.

Like the teacher, probably no different from liking others, her occasional glance will tremble, joy, sadness, frustration mermaid prince revenge.

I'm afraid that she won't look at herself, and I'm afraid that she will see herself.

I was even more afraid that she seemed to be unlooking, and gently swept over, and then fluttered over, as if she didn't know at all, and as if she knew everything.

A chance encounter is like a harvest in the wilderness, like a gift from heaven.

And liking the teacher is probably different from other emotions, because this is an emotion that is destined to have no results, so secret that you can't talk to anyone, and you can only digest everything related to it by yourself.

secretly reminiscing about every detail related to her, and when doing all this, he is more like a spy, not wanting her to know, and afraid of others' suspicions.

Knowing that everything should not be, he kept telling himself how wrong this emotion was, but he was desperate to go further and further on this sparsely populated road.

If you like the teacher, you are destined not to ask for anything, you can only silently wish everything well in your heart, and silently envy the people who can participate in her life.

This is probably an inevitable experience for a high school student.

Back in the classroom, Qiao Yu adjusted for a long time before throwing the "undesirable thoughts" out of his mind.

But not long after, Meng Liya appeared at the door of the classroom again, walked next to him, squatted down, and exhaled in his ear: "Yes." ”

Qiao Yu was taken aback, glanced back, a semicircle appeared in his mind, and he was stunned for a long time without speaking.

Meng Liya flicked on his head and said, "Study hard!" ”

At this time, a bold idea popped up in Qiao Yu's mind, and he said casually: "Study hard, do you have milk to eat?" ”

Meng Liya was stunned, and her cheeks flew in an instant, and she didn't know whether it was shame or anger.

Then he fled.

Qiao Yu patted his temples with both palms, the thought just now was definitely not his intention, but the dream confused his mind.

He was a little worried that he would one day be turned into a hooligan, and he was busy fantasizing Meng Liya as a bodhisattva with a golden ring on the back of his head, so holy that he could not be desecrated.

At eight o'clock the next morning, after the basketball players were assembled, the group took the school bus to the provincial capital.

The provincial capital is called Qi'an, which is four or five hundred kilometers away from Los Angeles.

This time away from home competition, if you clear the customs all the way, I am afraid that it will only take more than half a month to go back, Gu Xiandong specially told everyone to bring a few more clothes.

After getting into the car, everyone put down the big bags and small bags one by one, and Gu Xiandong beckoned to gather the basketball team together, and said, "I'll talk about the next arrangements first." ”

The main force of the basketball team, in addition to small forward Liu Zhixiang and power forward Han Dang, also includes center Wang Junwei, point guard Chang Xianyao and scoring guard Yi Xiang.

"The provincial competition is still a lottery system, and in addition to the eight teams selected from the eight cities, there are also four teams from the provincial capital. The other seven cities below should not be too difficult for you, but you must pay attention to these two teams in the provincial capitals. ”

"The first one is, Qi'an No. 3 Middle School."

Qi'an No. 1 Middle School emphasizes literature, Qi'an No. 2 Middle School emphasizes science, and the comprehensive strength of these two high schools is true, but the sports strength is far inferior to that of No. 3 Middle School. This may also be the reason why the principal of the third middle school saw that he was not as good as the first and second middle schools in arts and sciences, so he focused on sports.

"The second is the No. 2 Middle School Affiliated to Dongshan University."

Qiao Yu was stunned, if he remembered correctly, his cousin Qiao Qi was in this high school.