Although Xia Zizhu was stupid to answer the question, Teacher Liu Liuxing didn't seem to think Xia Zizhu was stupid.

"Teacher Liu Liuxing, it would be great if you knew my parents, you can come to our house as a guest?"

"Uh...... Oh, okay. ”

Liu Liuxing's answer was far-fetched.

Teacher Hua Yingzhi immediately glared at Xia Zizhu.

"Teacher Liu Liuxing, my mother-"

Qiu Qianfan's feet under the table were immediately lifted.

Xia Zizhu frowned like this, glared at Qiu Qianfan, looked down, and between her heads, she saw Professor Hua Yingzhi winking at her.

Xia Zizhu was quiet at this time.

Liu Liuxing just smiled on the surface and didn't say anything.

Xia Yinghe?

When Teacher Meteor heard this name, his heart suddenly went cold.

What I heard was not a summer night, it turned out to be just Xia Yinghe.

I knew that there was nothing so ingenious in the world.

After looking for a woman for eighteen years, it is impossible to find it so easily all at once.

And it can't be so coincidental, someone's daughter is right in front of you.

Impossible!

Ay!

Never mind......

Starry Night Faculty of Letters.

Monday.

Ji Mingwei came to the Starry Night Academy early in the morning.

Starry Night Academy of Literature is a special training class specially opened by the Federation of Literary and Art Circles for Ji Mingwei and Hua Chenyi.

Ji Mingwei was the first to come to the Starry Night Academy, standing at the door of the Starry Night Academy, waiting.

The weather was a little cold, Ji Mingwei seemed to be shivering with cold, and his lips were a little black.

But you can't blame others for this weather, if you want to learn, it's self-inflicted.

So Ji Mingwei still insisted, standing there and trembling by himself.

Although Ji Xiaoyun told him not to come over so early, Ji Mingwei felt that he shouldn't be late.

About half an hour passed, that is to say, Ji Mingwei waited in the cold wind for half an hour, almost freezing to the point that his bones rustled.

At this time, someone finally came.

Ge Congyu got out of the car and ran up in a hurry, and saw Ji Yuwei standing in the cold wind waiting at a glance.

Ge Congyu immediately felt a little guilty and hurriedly opened the door.

Ge Congyu kept talking, and then Ji Mingwei always responded intentionally or unintentionally.

There is always not a complete sentence.

Ge Congyu couldn't see any displeasure on Ji Mingwei's face, or any happiness.

He didn't seem to have any expression, but he could tell that the child was very cold.

Director Ge immediately turned on the air conditioner and asked Ji Mingwei to sit inside and wait.

The most important thing is that there are two people who have not arrived, one is student Hua Chenyi, and the other is Professor Yun Aorou.

Who is this unmet Professor Yun Aorou, who is sacred?

I said don't be late, it's this point, but I haven't come yet?

It's already nine and ten minutes.

The director was already ten minutes late, but Professor Yun hadn't arrived yet.

Ge Congyu seemed to be in a hurry.

Are others joking?

After all, they don't eat or live, and they don't pay salaries, so people can come if they want to, and they don't want to come if they don't want to come.

Ge Congyu still waited patiently, but another five minutes had passed.

The director sat on the podium and looked at the bottom of the podium, Ji Mingwei under the podium was holding his mobile phone and seemed to be learning something, and he always had words in his mouth.

When Ji Mingwei found out that the director saw him, he immediately lowered his eyes.

So Ji Mingwei didn't move his eyes again, staring at the phone screen.

Maybe Ji Yuwei is looking at what questions, which art links, or which should be knowledge points, and memorize them there.

Ji Mingwei, this is a qualified boy and a hard-working boy.

It is amazing for a person to be smart, and even more so if you add the acquired diligence.

The director nodded with great satisfaction, very good.

Ge Congyu saw that Ji Yuwei was so well-behaved, so hardworking, and so smart.

The director thought of Ji Mingwei's father, after all, he sent a bouquet of flowers to Ji Mingwei's father yesterday.

I don't know what Ji Mingwei's father Ji Xiaoyun means.

I just replied to a WeChat message, saying that I knew.

I know what I mean.

Knowing my heart, why not buy a gift to give back?

When Ge Congyu thought of this, he immediately stood up and slowly walked towards Ji Mingwei.

Standing next to Ji Mingwei, after standing for a while, Ge Congyu didn't know how to speak.

This kind of thing, in front of a child, is ashamed to speak.

Then Ji Yuwei felt that the director had come to the side, and he always stood still.

Ji Mingwei looked at his phone and felt a little unnatural, so he slowly raised his head......

Ji Mingwei raised his head slowly, and he couldn't tell whether he was happy or unhappy on his face.

I don't know if it's expression, or if it's not expression. Anyway, it's the same as usual, and you can't see the joy, anger and sorrow at all.

He asked very plainly, "Director, do you have something?" ”

After saying such a short sentence, Ji Mingwei still looked at the director expressionlessly.

The director was stunned for a moment, then laughed awkwardly.

In the end, Ge Congyu said.

"It's okay, it's okay, there's nothing, you study, study, it's good to study, I like to take diligent children."

When he was done, the director walked to the front. As I walked, I thought, how do you say this?

Ge Congyu really wanted to ask Ji Mingwei directly about the child, and ask Ji Mingwei what the child's father was doing.

Ji Mingwei, the father of this child, is interesting to me?

Still not interesting?

Do you like me?

Still don't like me?

This is the key, but the director is hindered by the fact that he is the director, and because Ji Mingwei is a student, the words did not come out of his mouth.

In the end, I still didn't have the courage to speak out.

So the director went back to his desk and sat down.

And his eyes kept looking at Ji Mingwei.

Ji Mingwei felt very uncomfortable.

Because he was not used to it, some people kept staring at him.

Although there are not many people staring at him, there are still very few people like the director who keep staring at him like this.

So Ji Mingwei looked up at Ge Congyu from time to time.

"Director Ge, what's the matter with you? If there's something you can say directly, whatever it is, I know it, and I'll answer you directly. ”

Ji Mingwei really couldn't stand it.

Ji Mingwei knew that sometimes, adults had something to say.

But as long as Ge Congyu wants to know, he can tell Ge Congyu.

Ji Mingwei knew that the things that Ge Congyu couldn't ask must have nothing to do with learning, right?

It's not class time now, so Ji Mingwei said that Ge Congyu can ask Ji Mingwei some personal questions.

These Ji Mingwei are willing to answer, after all, Ge Congyu is the director, and Ge Congyu will also be Ji Mingwei's teacher in the future.

A teacher for one day, a father for life, and a father for life, although Ge Congyu is the director and his professor Ji Mingwei, is that right?

So Ji Mingwei said that if Ge Congyu has something to do now, Ge Congyu can ask Mingwei directly.

Ji Mingwei is really not used to it, others always look at him.

Ji Mingwei also asked Ge Congyu if he understood his feelings?

"Of course you don't understand, because you're not like me, I like quiet, and you probably like to be lively."

Ji Mingwei said this very directly to the director.

After hearing these words, the director felt suddenly enlightened.

Since Ji Mingwei has said this, let's ask directly.

So the director immediately stood up and walked towards Ji Mingwei, the child.

Standing in front of Ji Mingwei, the child, he bent over and lowered his head, with a smile on his face, smiling very weirdly.

Ge Congyu said: "Child, your mother has also passed away for so long, does your father have ......?"

Does your dad have any plans to remarry?

Did your dad mention my Ge Congyu?

Can I be your stepmother?

"Squeak!"

As he spoke, the classroom door kicked open and a woman jumped in.

The director was taken aback.

Ji Mingwei was also taken aback.

Just now, the director mentioned Ji Mingwei's mother again, why did a woman who looked like her mother appear at the door of this classroom at this moment?

"Mom!"

Ji Mingwei couldn't help but shout loudly again and again.

It's not Mommy!

It's her again!

But after shouting, Ji Mingwei immediately lowered his face again.

Because I found out that this woman is really not my mother, but today's dress is really too similar to my mother.

Why is it so similar?

My mother used to wear such a black outfit.

This black uniform is what my mother wore.

Or that this woman's clothes are exactly the same as the black style that my mother once wore.

Why is this aunt wearing such a suit and leather shoes?

Just dressed like a dog?

What is it for?

To show that you have taste?

It's not, it's not!

What is she here for?

Yun Aorou pushed the door and walked in, with a smile on her face, almost laughing.

Very politely, I walked to the podium, stood on the podium, and put a stack of books on the podium.

Then looked at the two people under the podium, one was the director, and the other was Ji Mingwei.

When she saw an old man and a young man standing under the podium, Yun Aorou didn't know if it was a student, and she hadn't seen this director.

Of course, this student has seen it.

However, Yun Aorou was not surprised at all when she saw Ji Mingwei, a student, and her eyes kept staring at Ji Mingwei.

Yun Aorou looked at the two of them in a daze, as if she was a little surprised.

Ge Congyu saw this woman coming in, and thought about it, the photo pushed on the resume seemed to be Yun Aorou, so the director immediately walked up.

He looked at Professor Yun with a smile on his face.

I looked my body up and down.

Sure enough, this Yun Aorou is there, and it's quite solid.

But it seems that this temperament is so vulgar that there are no literary cells at all.