Teacher Cai of the Propaganda Department informed Yan Shiyi and An Yueming to go over at night, wanting to give them a little guidance on the program, Yan Shiyi was quite happy when she learned about it, but An Yueming didn't think so, she always felt that the comer was not good, fortunately, there were not too many teachers in the office during the evening self-study, otherwise it would be embarrassing, although Yan Shiyi kept emphasizing not to think too much, the teacher just wanted to help us, but An Yueming always felt that it was not so simple.

The evening self-study just started, and the two of them went to the office to find Mr. Cai, and the other teachers went to check the evening self-study, and there was no one in the office, An Yueming was quite relieved.

Although Teacher Cai is almost fifty years old, she is very well maintained, her skin is very white, she wears gold-rimmed glasses, and her appropriate curly hair looks very affinity.

In fact, An Yueming is not very good at this kind of thing, at least he thinks so. Cross talk is a form of performance, with the charm of language to be funny, if you are a cute or funny person, without the burden of idols, you will be more able to let go of the performance. Although An Yueming is not a big star handsome guy, he is usually a person who talks relatively little, his overall image is relatively upright, and he has a military temperament, so it still takes some courage for him to let go and be funny.

And this cross talk is relatively friendly to girls' performances, it will not destroy Yan's poetic image at all, and it can also perfectly express his beautiful voice.

The two of them performed according to the previous rehearsal. Because the two of them have always been very serious and worked hard during rehearsals, they performed very tacitly today, and even in some places, because they have rehearsed quite a lot of times, they have already understood it, and they can improvise it, and they themselves feel that they are in the chest. But just as they were happy, Mr. Cai shouted to stop.

Seeing Teacher Cai smiling, Yan Shiyi felt that it should be okay, but An Yueming always felt that the teacher was hiding a knife in his smile.

Sure enough, although Mr. Cai spoke.

"You guys, this show, I think it's better to give up."

Yan Shiyi's smiling face changed color suddenly, "Why, teacher! ”

"How can I say it, your show is so-so, but in the program of this performance, there are too many better than you, and there is no place for you."

"Teacher, please give us guidance, please, we have been preparing for so long, what do you ask us to change."

Although Yan Shiyi pretended to be calm, tears still flowed uncontrollably, and her voice was mixed with crying.

"The teacher can't help it, I'm afraid you can't do this show."

Teacher Cai always maintained a polite smile, looking harmless to humans and animals.

Yan Shiyi wanted to say something, but was stopped by An Yueming, "Okay, we know, let's just not act." After speaking, Yan Shiyi, who was crying into a big face, turned around and walked out of the office.

An Yueming pulled Yan Shiyi to the corner of the staircase.

"President, there's no point in you arguing with her, she doesn't want to watch us perform at all, it's just that it's impossible for us to perform with a man and a woman, understand."

An Yueming stopped, looked at the empty playground outside the corridor, and looked at the stupid president in front of her, who was mature on the surface but actually very simple, hesitated for a moment, but still stretched out her rough big hand and wiped the tears from her face.

"We are standing at the door of the office chatting, we must be targeted by the school, this teacher is just here to break us up, we have no problem performing, okay, don't cry."

Yan Shiyi didn't expect An Yueming to be so gentle, this nerd turned out to have such a romantic side. She looked up at An Yueming, looking at his resolute face, clear and bright eyes. This big hand is rough and thick, but it is really comfortable and full of security. Suddenly I was ecstatic in my heart, but I didn't show it on the surface.

"Hmph, I don't want you to be pretty."

After saying that, he amused himself.

An Yueming saw her smile, and she was also relieved, and laughed.

As a result, the program of the Literary Club was strangled in the cradle, but for An Yueming, it was a lot easier.

The next morning, at the beginning of the Chinese class, everyone noticed that Mr. He seemed to be very tired today, and he had put on makeup on his face, but he couldn't hide the blankness of his eyes. But as a teacher, He Xiaohong still cheered up and gave lectures to her classmates.

There is one word in class, "reserved".

"Does anyone know the origin of this word, and why did ancient people use such words to describe women?"

This question is obviously beyond the scope of the students' ability, and if they hadn't read a lot of history books or learned about it by chance, no one would have known about this kind of thing. Everyone was silent and looked at each other.

"An Yueming, you can answer."

"I don't know."

"Don't know? How you learned, I don't know. ”

The classmates all looked at An Yueming sympathetically, thinking to themselves who knows this kind of problem, isn't it normal for Lao An not to know.

An Yueming also frowned when she heard this, this is obviously deliberately finding fault, Teacher He seems to be wrong today.

"You don't even know that as a representative of the language department! Weren't you a very smart and spiritual person before, what's going on these days? ”

An Yueming vaguely felt that the teacher seemed to be connotating something.

"I heard you've been in a relationship lately? Every day I get very close to a girl in my second year of high school, and people become stupid, right? ”

Now everyone understands what's going on, the teacher is here for An Yueming.

An Yueming and Yan Shiyi got closer, but they didn't fall in love, let alone become stupid, they just rehearsed for the sake of performance, and Teacher He deliberately found fault today, which made An Yueming a little annoyed.

Seeing An Yueming's eyes narrowed, the dazedness in his eyes just now seemed to turn into annoyance, He Xiaohong also felt that she might have gone too far, although she was a student, but this boy was not easy to bully, so she quickly changed her words, "Okay, okay, it's okay, sit down, look for me in the office after school." ”

Throughout the class, He Xiaohong was also absent-minded, and kept looking at An Yueming from time to time, and saw that he had clear eyes all the time and was listening to the lecture seriously, so he had the heart to continue talking.

After school, An Yueming came to the office, and He Xiaohong was alone in it, changing her composition. An Yueming walked over directly.

"Teacher, what's the matter?"

An Yueming was a little unhappy in her heart, she was inexplicably beaten up and embarrassed, even if it was a teacher, I wouldn't give a good face.

He Xiaohong saw that An Yueming seemed to be a little angry, different from the elegant and easy-going him in the past, and he was also a little apprehensive.

Today I just want to deliberately scare him, so that he is not allowed to fall in love, I didn't expect that I actually said so much, and I wronged him without evidence, it is indeed my own fault, but I am a teacher, I can't apologize to him, it's too embarrassing.

"Yueming, I'm sorry today, the teacher shouldn't have said that about you."

"Yes, you really shouldn't."

"Wow, you're really too much, just climb up the pole, do you have to beg you?"

An Yueming kept a straight face and did not speak.

"Oh, okay, you're still angry with the teacher as a big man." Saying that, He Xiaohong actually pulled An Yueming's arm like a little girl and shook it.

An Yueming thought to herself, too, she shouldn't be so stingy, she is also for my good, I am afraid that I will miss my studies when I fall in love, and it is not sincere to embarrass me.

"Okay, I'm not angry, I know the teacher is also good for me."

"Hmmm! That's right, you come over and help the teacher finish the rest of the essay together. ”

"I'm afraid this won't work, there is no standard answer to the essay, I use my subjective will to determine the scores of my classmates, I don't have the ability."

"You can change it, the teacher can't finish changing it in the past two days, and the teacher believes in your ability."

An Yueming hesitated for a moment, then went over and picked up half a stack of essays and sat down on the desk next to him.

Looking at He Xiaohong's somewhat tired figure, An Yueming couldn't help but ask, "Teacher, you look tired today, is there anything wrong?" ”

"It's fine."

He Xiaohong replied coldly. I was still smiling just now, but when I heard this question, my face suddenly became ugly. bowed his head and changed his composition, and no longer ignored An Yueming.

After a while, An Yueming found that the teacher was actually wiping tears while changing the composition.

An Yueming was very entangled in her heart, Teacher He was very good to herself, but should she really take care of the affairs of adults as a student? But you can't pretend you don't see it.

"Yueming, can you go home with the teacher later?"

"Huh?" An Yueming, who was in a trance, was taken aback by He Xiaohong.

"The teacher knows that you and I are on the way, so let's go together later."

Looking at Teacher He's crying red eyes, An Yueming did not hesitate.

"Good. But, teacher, can you tell me what's wrong? As he spoke, he picked up a stool and sat next to He Xiaohong.

He Xiaohong took out a tissue from her bag, wiped her tears, and tilted her head to the other side to prevent An Yueming from seeing it. He took two deep breaths, turned around, and leaned on An Yueming's shoulder.

An Yueming was frightened into a cold sweat, and just wanted to push it away, but found that He Xiaohong had already hugged his arm.

"Teacher... You? ”

"The teacher is so sad."

Neither of them continued to speak. An Yueming stiffened her body and didn't dare to move. Teacher He is not like Yan Shiyi, there is a faint fragrance, although she leans on herself, very close, but it doesn't seem to have any taste, smell carefully, it's not completely nothing, there is a smell of female skin, not a fragrance but it smells good.

Is this what women taste like?

An Yueming despised herself in her heart, what was she thinking, she actually secretly smelled the teacher. But this smell is really pleasant.

The most terrible thing happened, the upright adolescent boy, where could he stand such a thing, so he stood up uncontrollably. It's hot today, An Yueming is wearing loose shorts, and she doesn't even have a chance to cover up.

An Yueming sat back with a stiff body, leaning down her upper body a little to block "Brother." ”

He Xiaohong, who was leaning on An Yueming's shoulder, saw An Yueming's pants getting higher and higher at a glance.

"Poof."

Then He Xiaohong reached out and grabbed "him".

This scared An Yueming half to death, she didn't expect the teacher to dare to do this. Quickly break free and jump.

Looking at the frightened An Yueming, He Xiaohong really smiled from ear to ear, and the previous haze was swept away.

"Sit down, the teacher wants to talk to you."

"Don't sit! Teacher, you... How can you..."

"The little virgin is really, what are you afraid of, the teacher will eat you, I'm almost thirty, haven't you seen it yet, don't be shy."

He Xiaohong stood up and pulled An Yueming to sit down and patted him on the shoulder.

"It's really not easy for a teacher to be alone, and I have to raise children, which is very lonely."

"Where's your husband?"

An Yueming regretted it as soon as she asked it, it was too brainless to ask such a question, and she must think about it next time she speaks.

His husband must have something to do before she said she was lonely, and I asked this, wouldn't it arouse her sadness, or maybe her husband died.

"He's the vice principal of No. 2 Middle School, and that's where you used to be."

"Huh? Iron Principal? Tie Weifeng? ”

"Hmm."

"Alas, the last time you held a literary evening in the second middle school, it was the same as this time, he was the host."

"Yes, he presides over it, and he has a lot of temperament."

"Yes, scumbags are generally handsome."

"Scumbag? Could it be said? ”

"He rehearsed with the hostess for a month, and it didn't take long for him to get along. We've been divorced for a year. ”

"I'm sorry, teacher, I shouldn't have asked."

"No, I don't have anyone who can speak, my daughter is too young to be sensible, I also want to thank God for sending one of you to me, sometimes I really wish I was ten years younger, I will definitely chase you."

After saying this, He Xiaohong's face was also a little red.

An Yueming felt that she had received too much information in her head all of a sudden, and she didn't know what to say for a while. Looking at the beautiful and somewhat pitiful woman in front of him, he fell into deep thought.

"Let's go, accompany the teacher home."