But now there is nothing.

The warm sunlight fell on him, but what people felt was unprovoked coldness.

Jiang Chen held the electronic watch tightly in his hand, slowly raised his head, and his eyes fell on the artificial lake, and the shadows covered the indistinct look in his eyes.

With a plop, there was a small splash on the water surface, and with layers of ripples, rippling in a circle. Jiang Chen clenched his right hand, which was already empty, the corners of his pale mouth raised, and Qingyue's laughter overflowed between his lips and teeth.

The corners of his narrowed eyes were so smiling that a splash of water spilled out.

"Children, don't throw anything into the lake." Lazy, with a hint of hoarseness, a low voice came to his ears.

The laughter came to an abrupt end.

Jiang Chen raised his head violently, a black baseball cap pressed against his head, and the broken hair on his forehead pressed down, blocking his eyes, and only vaguely saw the person's delicate and white jaw.

Another plop.

But this time it was a man who jumped.

The sudden scene made Jiang Chen's eyes widen, and he subconsciously leaned forward and stretched out his hand to grab Mu Bai who jumped down.

But he just held the breeze and falling flowers empty.

The brown pupils dilated little by little, and the tip of the nose surrounded the unique smell of the person just now.

A faint aroma of toffee, and... The smell of sunshine.

Looking at the lake that had been calm at this time, Jiang Chen felt as if a pair of hands were holding his neck: "No... Don't...", with a few syllables trumped.

He subconsciously supported the wheelchair with both hands, wanting to stand up and walk to the lake.

But the calf, which didn't feel the slightest, made him fall from the wheelchair to the ground.

The fingers sank into the dirt and gradually clenched into fists.

Why? Why?

Jiang Chen asked himself over and over again in his heart.

The big boy who had never cried even if his leg was broken by force turned red.

"Are you stupid?" The cool voice reached Jiang Chen's ears for the second time.

Suddenly looked up at the person standing in front of him.

Mu Bai put his hands in his pockets, looked at the big boy's red and swollen eyes, and raised his eyebrows.

The two of them just looked at each other fixedly.

Jiang Chen looked at the young man in front of him, and in a trance, she seemed to be stepping on the light, carrying the breeze and colors, unceremoniously tearing a corner of his world where he did not see the light of day.

Pursing the corners of his dry lips, his mouth stretched into a straight line, and he sighed silently, Mu Bai stepped forward and hugged Jiang Chen, who was obviously not in a state.

When he came back to his senses, Jiang Chen found that he had been carried back into the wheelchair by the princess.

Mu Bai looked at Jiang Chen, who lowered his head and said nothing, and pinched his temples with a little headache.

When she went down just now, Mu Bai wrapped herself in red thread, so now she didn't get a drop of water on her body when she just came up from the lake.

She didn't want to make herself a soup chicken just because she went down to pick something up.

Doesn't she want to lose face?

threw the things that he finally found at the bottom of the lake into Jiang Chen's arms, who didn't react at all: "Boy, put things away."

took a step forward, bent down and lowered his voice: "Next time, I'll beat you."

Then he raised his hand and retrieved his hat, and turned to leave.

Before the half-lifted foot fell, Mu Bai was forced to take it back.

The corners of his mouth twitched and twitched, looking at the sleeve of his shirt that had been pulled by others for the past few days, if it wasn't strong, how many times would he have died.

This is really a little pitiful, either being pulled by others, or on the way to being pulled by others.

The person who grabbed her didn't speak, and Mu Bai didn't look back.

It took some strength to free his sleeves, Mu Bai put his hands around his chest, and walked forward without looking back: "It's time for the children to go back to class."

Mu Bai didn't know that when she turned around, the person behind her raised his head, and the eyes hiding the ice and snow just looked at her gradually disappearing figure.

Jiang Chen picked up the undamaged electronic watch in his arms and looked at it for a while.

He put his left hand back on and left in the direction of the school building in his wheelchair.

Large recess

Thirty-one classes of high school

"Hey, have you heard? Our class has changed class teachers, and it seems that he is still a new art teacher. "The middle of the boys, who usually play more openly, while playing miracles online, opened their mouths to relieve their boredom.

"Changed teachers? How can it be? Didn't Lao Chen do a good job? Another boy accosted.

"It's the third year of high school now, and the school still has a class teacher? And also a teacher of fine arts? ”

"Who knows if it's true or not? Oops, hey ”

"Damn! Dead again. Several people threw down their mobile phones in their hands: "Oh, isn't the next class art, whether it's true or not, you'll know when it's true."

"Annoying? Shut your mouth for me. A voice with obvious impatience rang out from the last row.

Tao Ye sat up and knocked on his still dizzy head, and the corners of his mouth with bruises tugged.

Seeing Tao Ye's impatient look, the few people who were still gossiping before straightened up and quieted down. Not a single person in the entire class dared to provoke this bastard boy out of their voice.

Tao Ye stretched his waist and yawned lazily. With his hands crossed against the back of his head, half of his body leaned against the wall, his legs raised on the desk, his eyes half squinted with hazy eyes, and he shook the bench under him for a while.

The whole person is a little uninhibited.

Yu Guang glanced at the elegant young man who was sitting in a wheelchair reading quietly next to him, opened his eyes and raised his eyebrows. He sat up straight all of a sudden, and leaned towards Jiang Chen: "The sun came out of the west today?"

Jiang Chen's hand flipping through the book paused, and his long hanging eyelashes flashed: "Shut your mouth, it's time for class."

Tao Ye's eyes widened, looking like you were not bluffing me. But Jiang Chen didn't continue to pay attention to him.

Reaching out and rubbing his brown hair irritably, he pursed the corners of his mouth, and wanted to say something.

Stepping on the last ring of the class bell, Mu Bai walked into the thirty-first class of high school.

With his hands in his pockets, his face is expressionless, and his domineering side leaks.

This is the first impression that the students have of Mr. Mu after a long time.

When Mu Bai stepped into the classroom with one foot, the forty-two people in the class looked at her in unison, paying attention to the tacit understanding and standard of etiquette.

Walking up to the podium, he glanced at the students who were more or less sluggish.

The classmates looked at Mu Bai, and Mu Bai also looked at the classmates.

The atmosphere was vaguely weird.

Just watched each other for ten minutes...

A well-behaved girl sitting in the first row slowly raised her hand: "That... Excuse me, you're new... Art teacher? ”

Mu Bai's shallow gaze fell on her, and her voice put away the laziness she had on weekdays, her voice was cool and low, and she had the feeling of a big bead and a small bead falling on the jade plate: "Yes." I'm your new art teacher. ”

After a pause, he added: "Part-time head teacher."

The air was silent again.

Mu Bai pursed his lips, frowned and thought for a while: "You... Don't be nervous. I'm a good teacher. ”

After speaking, he nodded self-apologetically.

......

What's the deal with this sense of déjà vu that you say you're a good person?

"Alright, let's start class."

Xu was shocked by Mu Bai's unconventional opening, and the thirteenth class, which had always been known for its improper learning style, listened attentively.

Mu Bai stared at the chalk on the podium, and then looked up at his classmates with curious faces. Stretching out his slender and white hand, he pulled out a piece of white chalk and played with it casually at his fingertips.

Turning around, he took the chalk in his hand and began to draw on the blackboard.

She drew so quickly that she didn't pause in the slightest as she drew on the blackboard with chalk, and the whole painting went smoothly and in one go.

He threw the small half of the chalk left in his hand into the chalk box accurately: "Let's draw." There is a time limit of 30 minutes. ”

The students in the audience looked at the big bird on the blackboard that seemed to fly out in the next second, and the students who couldn't hold back raised their hands and asked, "Teacher, what is this... Animal. ”

No wonder they are curious, it's really a strange picture of this bird. You say it looks like an eagle, but it looks... Human feet.

"Count." Mu Bai opened his mouth lightly, looked up at the window, and looked a little stunned: "Gaotu Mountain, there are birds, its shape is like an owl and human feet, the name is called Shusi, and the food has been galled."

The eyes of the receiver happened to meet the eyes covered with gentleness but hidden ice and snow, and Mu Bai continued to speak as usual: "It's a strange beast in the ancient book. It is rumored that in Gaotu Mountain, there is a bird in the mountain that is shaped like a harrier eagle but has human-like feet. ”

"Let's start drawing, you have twenty-five minutes left." Mu Bai very ruthlessly ignored the expressions of 'how can you be so cruel', and walked to Jiang Chen, who had never moved since she entered the classroom and stared at her like an old monk.

"Do you mind if the teacher sits here?" When Jiang Chen came back to his senses, he saw Mu Bai who had already sat down in the vacant seat next to him without waiting for him to answer.

As soon as he sat on the stool, Mu Bai lay on the table and closed his eyes.

Now she needs to take a break right now. After all... She can't stand the toss when she's old.

Alas, life is not easy.