As Su Anbai spoke, his little hand had quietly touched Wu Yue's bag, but Zhang Yang directly slapped his hand off.

"Don't make a fuss, this is the head teacher's bag." Zhang Yang said.

"You must be trying to peek for yourself!" Su Anbai said conclusively: "I know you too well, you definitely plan to take it home and look at it secretly." ”

"I'm not going to do that."

"Heh, no one knows what you did."

Su Anbai paused, and said, "Otherwise, let's watch it together!" ”

This girl has made no secret of her 'voyeuristic' desire.

Zhang Yang was a little entangled.

Honestly, he actually wanted to see it too.

It's all too normal for adolescent boys to have this kind of thinking.

However, Zhang Yang finally stuck to the bottom line and righteously rejected Su Anbai's proposal.

Su Anbai didn't give up, and said, "Then, otherwise it's like this." Let's look at it differently. I let you see my bag, you let me see the homeroom teacher's bag? ”

"No, I don't know what's in your bag if I don't look at it."

"Bragging! What's in my bag? Su Anbai said again.

"Toilet paper, sanitary napkins, and maybe a few pens and a few small notes with English words on them. Is that right? Zhang Yang said.

Su Anbai: ...

"You must have peeked at my bag!" Su Anbai said categorically.

"I don't want to quarrel with you at the entrance of the village, okay, I'll go home."

After speaking, Zhang Yang took Wu Yue's bag and left.

Su Anbai looked unwilling, but he had no choice but to give up and return to Su Momo.

"What are you talking about with Zhang Yang?" Su Momo pretended to say casually.

"I want to see what the head teacher's bag has, but Zhang Yang won't let me see it." Su Anbai said.

"That's it."

Su Momo didn't say anything.

——-

The other side.

Zhang Yang returned home, put Wu Yue's bag on the bedside table in his bedroom, and then sat cross-legged on the bed and looked at the bag.

I still want to see it!

In fact, he has also heard that many adult women carry small umbrellas in their bags.

Zhang Yang, who is in adolescence, cares about this very much.

"I wonder if Mr. Wu brought it? Ahh ”

At this time, Zhang Yang's phone rang suddenly.

There was a strange call, but Zhang Yang still pressed the answer button.

"Hey, hello." A sweet female voice came over the phone.

"Hello." Zhang Yang said.

"I am a sales consultant of xx real estate, we are carrying out three phases of new house promotion, pay 1,000 to 10,000, sir, are you interested?" The sales lady said.

"Can I ask you something?" Zhang Yang said.

"What?"

"How old are you?"

"Twenty-three, what's wrong?"

"I'm just asking, do you carry a little umbrella with you in your bag?" Zhang Yang asked.

Sales lady:...

"You're sick!"

After speaking, the sales lady hung up the phone directly.

"Rub, it's so fierce, don't say it if you don't want to say it."

I continued to sit cross-legged on the bed, still very concerned about this matter.

However, he was embarrassed to peek at Wu Yue's bag.

"Oh, by the way, how did I forget someone."

At this time, Zhang Yang suddenly remembered something, picked up the phone, and dialed a number.

The phone was answered after a few beeps.

"Hey." A mature, languid female voice rang on the other end of the phone.

"Hey, Sister An An, it's me, Zhang Yang." Zhang Yang said.

Chen An'an, the beautiful proprietress of the Sichuan restaurant in the private canteen of Zhang Yang School.

Before, Zhang Yang took Murong Shuiyue and the others to eat there.

"Hear me, what's the matter?" Chen An'an said.

Listening to the voice on the phone, Chen Anan seemed to be stir-frying.

"There's something I'm very concerned about, and I want to ask you." Zhang Yang said.

"What's the matter?"

"But, first, you promise not to be angry." Zhang Yang said again.

"If you don't say it, I'm going to be angry." Chen An'an said.

"Then I'll ask." Zhang Yang swallowed his saliva, and said, "I heard that adult women carry small umbrellas with them in their bags, right?" ”

Anan Chen: ...

After a few moments, someone else's voice came over the phone.

"Boss, the meat you fried back to the pot is burnt!"

"Wondering, take the time to come here, I'll show you my bag. Okay, let's not talk about it, I'll cook. ”

After speaking, Chen Anan hung up the phone directly.

Although I didn't get a conclusive answer, it also eased my 'curiosity' a little.

He doesn't have such a strong obsession with Wu Yue's bag now.

Next.

Zhang Yang got up early, came to the school with Wu Yue's bag, and then handed the bag to Wu Yue in a relatively remote grove of the school.

"Zhang Yang, you didn't peek at my bag, did you?" Wu Yue chuckled.

"No, no, I don't even have that idea!" Zhang Yang said categorically.

"Well, even if you look at it, it's nothing." Wu Yue said.

When Zhang Yang heard this, he swallowed his saliva, and said, "That, teacher, what do you have in your bag?" ”

"Look." Wu Yue generously gave the bag to Zhang Yang.

Zhang Yang hesitated, but still took the bag and opened it.

There was only a bottle of perfume, a lipstick, a small mirror, and some photographic tissues and wipes.

Not to mention small umbrellas, not even sanitary napkins.

"Did you not see what you wanted to see and were disappointed?" Wu Yue chuckled.

After speaking, Wu Yue felt that these words were a little frivolous from the perspective of a teacher.

So, he coughed lightly and said, "Okay, give me back the bag." ”

"Hmm."

Zhang Yang zipped Wu Yue's bag and returned it to Wu Yue.

"Zhang Yang, thank you." At this time, Wu Yue suddenly said again.

Zhang Yang spread his hands: "Oh, Mr. Wu, how many times have you thanked you." Su Momo and I arrested Sun Qiang just to save Xia Qiange. ”

Wu Yue shook his head: "It's not just this matter. ”

She paused, and then said, "I've heard it all." Because I am a new teacher, I have a lot of deficiencies in teaching, but you have been telling your classmates to be considerate of the new teacher. Among the several exemplary college students who came to Yigao for internship, my students scored the highest. ”

"Uh..."Zhang Yang smiled: "People are full of anxiety about the unknown future, we obviously have a good teacher, why should we gamble on the unknown?" ”

Wu Yue was a little surprised.

This seemingly immature sixteen-year-old child sometimes unexpectedly matures.

At this moment, someone nearby suddenly coughed lightly.

"Didn't bother the two of you, did you?"

Chen An'an's voice.

Zhang Yang turned his head, Chen Anan was wearing a small floral skirt and a blue bag on his shoulder.

"No, he's my student, we're discussing study, please don't get me wrong." Wu Yue hurriedly said.

Chen Anan smiled: "Just kidding." ”

Zhang Yang also sweated slightly: "Sister An'an, don't scare our teacher, they just graduated from the normal school." ”

"Donghua Model University?"

"Uh, yes."

Chen Anan smiled: "Then you are still my junior sister." ”

Chen Anan was 26 years old at the time, three years older than Wu Yue, and graduated from Donghua Demonstration University.

Wu Yue looked at Chen An'an and felt a little familiar, but he couldn't remember it for a while.

And Chen Anan has come to Zhang Yang.

"Zhang Yang, don't you want to see my bag? Here you go. Chen An'an said.

Wu Yue: ...