One morning, he first led the first batch of Li Jing and other six people to jog for about 20 minutes, and then Huang Jingyao started the follow-up work, calling out the second batch of five people and the third batch of ......

When he was out of school in the morning, nearly thirty students in the fifth and sixth classes were called out by him one by one to talk, and when he was talking, he not only started to change the training, Huang Jingyao also increased the talent of these students one by one, and he broke 100,000 in his hand, and a student increased his talent by 1, and he only used 60, which was enough for him to squander at will.

The beginning went smoothly, and when Huang Jingyao walked back to the dormitory with brisk steps, he was only halfway there, and suddenly a crisp shout came from beside him, "Teacher Huang." ”

Turning around, Huang Jingyao found that it was Zhou Lu, a student in Class 5, who was beautiful even in his eyes, enough to be called a high school flower.

"Why don't you go to dinner?" Nodding in response, when Huang Jingyao opened his mouth to ask, he was stunned to find that Zhou Lu's expression was not quite right.

The little girl's pretty face was slightly red at the moment, and there was a lot of nervousness in the ruddyness, and the mobile phone was holding a smartphone, and the problem was that the white and tender little hands looked a little white because of excessive force.

"What's wrong?" Huang Jingyao turned around and walked back to Zhou Lu, asking questions in a steady voice as much as possible.

"Teacher Huang." Zhou Lu's expression eased with this soft voice, but after calling Teacher Huang, he straightened up again, and waited for the pretty face to lower for a while, before he suddenly raised it, and stared straight at Huang Jingyao with big beautiful eyes, "I like you." ”

“……”

Huang Jingyao was instantly dumbfounded.

After being dumbfounded, his eyes were full of crying and laughing, yes, it was really weird, and he didn't know how to respond to this extremely sudden remark.

Zhou Lu stared straight at Huang Jingyao, with more anticipation in his eyes than nervousness. In addition to the shyness, there was also a hint of decisiveness in his expression, "I started to like you when I was a sophomore in high school, and I don't know if it's right or not, but I still want to say it." ”

After saying this, she stretched out her hand and stuffed the smartphone in her hand into Huang Jingyao's hand. Turn around and run.

“……”

Zhou Lu ran away with long legs, but Huang Jingyao was even more speechless.

The other party didn't just come to such a confession suddenly? What the hell is it to stuff him with a mobile phone at the end?

Speechless for a moment, Huang Jingyao looked at the mobile phone, this is an Apple machine, it seems to be the latest, swipe to open the screen, Huang Jingyao saw that the background desktop is a selfie with a bright smile, which is Zhou Lu himself.

He was also keenly aware that there was a message prompt in the text message box, and opened it to take a look. The sender inside is marked as Lulu, the content of the text message, and this text message is a lot of messages gathered together.

Flipping all the way to the top, Huang Jingyao was surprised to find that this was a text message confession, to the effect that she had noticed Huang Jingyao since her sophomore year of high school, at first she was just curious, then she was admired, and then she didn't know when. I like to often follow his footsteps on campus, hoping to see him often. As long as you can see him once, even if you sneak a look at him from a distance every time, you will be happy for a long time, if you can't see him one day, you will feel empty in your heart and listless in doing anything.

…………

Flip through the text messages one by one. Huang Jingyao not only saw a little girl's description of the ignorance and longing of herself when her love first opened, but also read the other party's admiration for him from many words.

Even if Zhou Lu only said that he admired him, the kind of tone like you are too powerful is similar to a little worship.

At the end of the text message, she said that this mobile phone was her gift to Huang Jingyao.

Gift?!

After reading it carefully, Huang Jingyao's whole person was a little messy. That's an exaggeration, isn't it? Although he has not been confessed in this life, it is still the same sentence, the one he talked about in college was the woman chasing him, but this is only the second time in his life.

But who is this confessing to him?

"I'll go, is this true or fake? If it's true, Zhou Lu's girl has been in my class for more than two weeks, and I haven't found anything wrong......"

Well, after scolding in a low voice, Huang Jingyao remembered that in the previous two weeks of contact, when he observed the students in his hands one by one, every time he observed Zhou Lu, the little girl's reaction was indeed a little wrong, for example, as long as Huang Jingyao looked at her, whether it was looking down from the podium in his class, or looking inward from outside the classroom in other classes, the other party could almost often look back, and there were many times, she avoided her gaze as soon as she saw Huang Jingyao, and occasionally showed shyness after dodging.

In the past, even if Huang Jingyao occasionally felt that it was inappropriate, he didn't think too much, first of all, the students and the class teacher looked at each other? How many don't panic and dodge their gaze? Secondly, what do students like about teachers? Isn't that ridiculous?

But when he felt that this kind of thing was ridiculous, he remembered that Tang Wenjing had told him more than once that he would occasionally receive confession text messages from some little children in the class.

After standing on the road next to the basketball court for a long time, he finally walked to the dormitory with a wry smile on his face. And until he walked back to the dormitory, he was still in a strange and indescribable mood.

But after a breakfast passed, Huang Jingyao's mood was almost calm, and after the meal, he stood outside the fifth class again, and after thinking about it seriously, Huang Jingyao still beckoned to Zhou Lu in the classroom.

"Teacher Huang......"

When standing in front of Huang Jingyao, Zhou Lu was still blushing at first, and she didn't dare to look at him with a low face, but after calling Teacher Huang, the girl raised her head again, and looked at Huang Jingyao seriously and expectantly, her face was still ruddy like a ripe apple, but her eyes were bold and firm.

"You're so bold, it scared me. But I'm not a handsome guy, how can you like me as an ordinary guy? It's still so old. Huang Jingyao tried his best to use a relaxed tone, and also spoke with a hint of ridicule, the purpose was also to make Zhou Lu relax.

And some things are also very common to say, for example, boys and girls at this age will have objects of love or admiration in their minds, it's too normal, Wang Hao in his class last year, didn't he change several girlfriends not long after he entered the third year of high school? And you've always had a crush on Zhang Linlin? Aside from Wang Hao, the other boys and girls in the class have their own secret love objects, and there are more.

It was a new class this year, and it didn't take long for him to find that many boys were looking at Li Jing and Zhou Lu's gaze in front of him was wrong.

If Zhou Lu changed his favorite object and changed his confession object, even if it happened in front of Huang Jingyao, he would not be surprised at all, but the object of confession on the other side turned out to be him, which made him unacceptable for a while, and he was messy in the morning breeze for a while. (To be continued......)