"Tut-tut......" Looking at the office door that was still shaking freely, Mr. Dong shook his head, "Youth is good!" ”

"What are you talking about, Wen Qing's illness has happened again?" The laughing voice of Mr. Dong's boyfriend came from the phone. Pen | fun | pavilion www. ｂｉｑｕｇｅ。 ｉｎｆｏ

"Let me tell you, it's fun to have two children in our class, both of them are short, and they are very cute when they stand together, like a family."

Teacher Dong's boyfriend obviously understood his girlfriend's urine very well, and said helplessly: "You are now a people's teacher, don't ruin people." ”

"Tsk, you are also a young man in the new century, why are you so old-fashioned. If you don't have one or two people you like in your youth, when you look back on it in the future, how pale and powerless your youth will be! ”

As Mr. Dong spoke, his eyes flashed with the light of memory, as if he thought of his youthful crush.

Therefore, it is good to have a young teacher, and there is absolutely no generation gap between him and his students.

And to some extent, it can also become a god assist!

Zhou Mo had short legs and didn't walk fast, and Ji Ze trotted all the way and soon saw the figure of the girl in front of him.

With a height of 1.5 meters, he is really not tall, wearing a goose yellow hooded jacket, a neat ponytail, and a chubby figure, which is definitely not conspicuous in the crowd.

Ji Ze looked at the back of his head in front of him angrily, thought of what Teacher Dong said, and walked behind the girl sullenly.

Zhou Mo walked out of the campus in a hurry, thinking of what his mother said about making food today, and he felt that his whole life was happy.

Because of a good mood, I couldn't help but jump out of my walk and ran into a certain female student who was walking to school.

This can be regarded as a scholar in the true sense, and he is simply a typical representative of not listening to things outside the window and only reading the books of sages.

No, even when I walk, I have headphones in my ears and I am listening to English conversations.

"I'm sorry, I'm sorry." Zhou Mo helped Xueba and apologized again and again.

Xueba glanced at her blankly, obviously still knowing the representative of the Chinese class who had spoken two sentences, shook his hand to indicate that it was okay, and walked towards the campus with a thick schoolbag on his back.

Zhou Mo looked at Xueba's figure slightly apologetically, and once again sighed at the seriousness and hard work of Xueba's classmates.

Although this female student is not as talented as Ji Dashen, she relied on her diligence to get the admission letter of Tsinghua University and Peking University, and later heard that people went abroad to study for a doctorate and became the CEO of a multinational company, a proper winner in life.

Seeing the hard work of her classmates, Zhou Mo suddenly felt that she was too much of a bastard, and she not only did not have a head cantilever to stab her head, but she still had the mentality of getting by.

Just like himself, it's useless to relive a hundred times, and he's still an ordinary ordinary person.

No, she can't go on like this, she has to get up, she has to work hard, even if she can't be a god, she has to be a scholar!

Thinking about it like this, Zhou Mo suddenly felt that he was so tall, it was really touching @^_^@)

Therefore, Zhou Mo, how lazy are you, so that you can move yourself after you have the intention of working hard!

"Are you alright?" Zhou Xiaomo, who was immersed in his own thoughts, was woken up, and when he raised his eyes, hey, isn't this a god who ignores himself?

Zhou Mo glanced at Ji Zebai, flicked his ponytail arrogantly and turned away, leaving the little man with a noble and cold back.

Ji Ze scratched a few unsatisfactory erections on his head at a loss and followed.

After walking a few hundred meters one after the other, Zhou Mo turned around and glared at Ji Ze: "What are you doing with me?" ”

The dusk of early autumn comes a little early, and the usually lively streets are a little deserted because of the holiday, and in the dark night, the little yellow fat man is round and round, like a yellow marshmallow, and wants people to take a few bites.

Ji Ze suddenly felt that the goose yellow was quite good-looking.

Thinking like this, he actually said it honestly.

"You're pretty good-looking."

Ha?

Zhou Mo was dumbfounded, what is it, this kid won't be stupid.

At this moment, Zhou Mo's mood is: ⊙_⊙~

Looking at Ji Ze's clear eyes, she suddenly felt that she was quite bored, and she was actually scheming with a little boy, could it be because he was a god, so she subconsciously associated him with the cold handsome guy in the future?

Thinking of this, she glanced at her again, turned her head and ignored Ji Ze, and walked slowly towards home.

Ji Ze didn't stop her again, just followed her silently.

Under the last afterglow of the sunset, Zhou Mo's short shadow was elongated, just covering Ji Ze's body behind.

The young man's mind was so sudden, as if invisibly, there was suddenly something more between the two.

The yellow leaves of the sycamore tree fell and fell on the girl's head, disrupting the girl's thoughts, and Ji suddenly laughed.

Zhou Mo, who was drooling over all kinds of delicious food, was smashed on the head by a page of huge sycamore leaves.

She covered her head and glared fiercely into the sky, only to see a sparrow, and her wide-eyed staring.

There was a chuckle behind her, Zhou Mo turned her head, and Nimaji was still following her.

didn't leave yet, Zhou Mo felt very hurt, especially those smiling eyes, and the style that revealed couldn't comfort Zhou Mo's injured heart.

So, the object of his eyes became a certain dwarf: "Ji Xiaoze, what are you laughing at." ”

Zhou Mo was carrying a yellow schoolbag and sticking it at his waist, looking at Ji Ze's eyes, it was like a character in a girl's comic that his mother read.

He coughed and waved his hand, "I didn't see anything." ”

There are no three hundred taels of silver here, Zhou Mo stomped his foot hatefully, walked up and pinched his arm, and poked Ji Ze's back in anger. ”

"Ahh Ji Ze jumped up all of a sudden, jumping high, like a monkey.

Zhou Mo suddenly covered his mouth and laughed, his eyes bent into a crescent moon: Ji Dashen's appearance is simply the black history of the future!

I really should take a picture of him, so that I can laugh at him in the future!

She was laughing at Ji Ze, but Ji Ze shook her with a broken face: "My aunt, you can do well, spare the little one." ”

"Hmph." Zhou Xiaomo glanced at him nobly and coldly, hugged her arms to her chest, and trembled her thighs, "Look at your performance." ”

After speaking, he twisted his ears viciously and said, "Don't tell me honestly, what did you do with yin and yang weirdness a few days ago, and ignore Miss Ben." ”

Ji Ze protected his ears, blinked his eyes, and lowered his eyes.

From this angle, Zhou Mo can clearly see how long his eyelashes are, they are as thick as a small brush, and it is a pity that such good eyelashes grow on a man.

Ji Ze put her hand on Zhou Mo's injury, she pinched Ji Xiaoze's ear twice, and said, "Ji Ze, you look pretty good, but you're a little shorter." ”

Hearing this, Ji Ze raised his eyes and glanced at Zhou Mo, and something flashed in his dark eyes.

Zhou Mo didn't know if she had a delusion, she actually saw a little grievance!