"I'm sorry, I'm sorry." An Xiaomi apologized again and again.

The old man looked at the school uniform on her body, and frowned: "You are a student of the daily department?" ”

"Yes."

"Why do students from the General Division come to the International Division?"

An Xiaomi looked inside the villa, the living room on the first floor was empty, and there was no trace of Gong Qianhan.

"I was passing through here, and it happened to be raining, so I came to take shelter from the rain." An Xiaomi lied: "I didn't expect this to be Gong Qianhan's private classroom. ”

The old man didn't doubt her words, but said solemnly: "Then you better get out of here as soon as possible." ”

"I've always admired Gong Qianhan, and I've heard about some of his deeds, since I happened to come here, I want to see my idol" An Xiaomi said, and quickly patted the old man's ass: "But when I saw you today, I knew why Gong Qianhan is so famous, all geniuses need good teachers to guide, if it weren't for you, there shouldn't be the current Gong Qianhan." ”

was put on such a big hat by An Xiaomi, and the old man, who originally had a serious and old-fashioned expression, showed a smug look on his face.

He touched his gray beard, and his eyes were full of brilliance: "Since Gong Qianhan was admitted to the International Department, I have been his history teacher." ”

An Mi judged from his expression that his sycophants were right.

Therefore, she took advantage of the victory to pursue and continued to slap the horse: "Oh, no wonder Gong Qianhan's history is so good, I know everything when I ask, it turns out that you taught it, it's so powerful!" ”

The old man was happy to hear this, and An Xiaomi's favorability in his heart immediately rose to a height.

He looked at the pouring rain and asked, "Classmate, how are you going to go back later?" ”

"I'll wait for the rain to stop."

"I don't know how long this rain will be." The old man held up his umbrella and said intimately: "If you don't come with me, I'll send you to the place where you can take the school bus." ”

"Oh, no." An Xiaomi smiled hesitantly: "I have already called my classmate, and he will come to pick me up later." ”

"That's it!" The old man didn't insist any longer, but kindly reminded: "If you stand aside when Gong Qianhan comes out, don't be too presumptuous, he won't do anything to you, this kid is cold on the outside and hot on the inside." ”

"Thank you for the reminder, you're so nice."

"Then I'll go first."

"Goodbye, teacher!" An Xiao smiled sweetly and waved her hand.

The old man smiled and held his umbrella and left happily.

The rain became heavier and heavier, and the night grew thicker and thicker.

In the classrooms of the University, the chandelier quietly emits its bright light.

The sound of rain outside was particularly clear in the silence of the night.

Gong Qianhan sat at his desk and was busy with the computer, and only these busyness could calm his heart, and only these busyness could make him not think about the things that distracted him.

Just as he was concentrating on the computer, the bell rang in his hand.

He fixed his eyes and saw that the caller number was a stranger.

After hesitating for a while, he still answered, and Ma Mengjiao's voice came from the other end of the phone: "Gong Shao, it's eight o'clock in the evening, why haven't you come back yet?" ”

Hearing the other party's voice, Gong Qianhan's originally bad mood was even worse.

"How do you know my phone number?"

Mammon pursed her lips and said for a long time, "I'll ask the butler." ”

(Education 123 Literature Network)