The cold and elegant Luo Yi sat in the fifth row in front of the podium, she raised her eyes and glanced at the energy body that released infinite light and heat on the stage, the new trainee teacher, it was really sunny.

And sunshine and warmth are exactly what she lacks.

She tucked the strands of hair that fell from her ears behind her soft ears, and quietly opened the brand-new textbook on the table, turning the pages to read.

From time to time, there are classmates talking to each other, especially Xiaomei, who is closest to her, who has become a with red eyes, like a vigorous sunflower chasing the bright sunshine, trying to show her energetic obsession.

"Wow Ka! The intern teacher is so handsome! I can predict that my next six months will be surrounded by happiness! ”

Hearing her heartfelt words with emotion, the gentle Ling Xue blinked her good-looking single phoenix eyes, and laughed out with a very faceless "poof":

"Xiaomei, when will you be able to change this problem?"

She really wanted to touch her forehead and sigh to the sky, but in fact she had already done it, blaming someone's nymphomaniac skills growing day by day, which was really unbearable.

The daily interaction between the two living treasures made the cold Luo Yi almost invisibly slightly hook the corners of his lips.

"Cut! It's my hobby and interest, huh! I don't know how to appreciate! ”

Xiaomei gave Ling Xue, who was covering her mouth and snickering, a Yan's invincible white-eyed knife for free, but it reacted and provoked low, crisp laughter that people couldn't help but hear.

Luo Yi shook his head slightly wordlessly, and the smile on the corner of his lips deepened slightly.

"Wow! The teacher is so tall, handsome, and sunny, and he is an absolute warm man. ”

"The teacher is really tall, he has to have 180, right?"

The surrounding chatter is endless, and the buzzing sound of a man with a completely different hearty magnetism sounds, like a mellow red wine, revealing an intoxicating moisturizing:

"This classmate, is there something wrong with you raising your hand?"

Mu Danchen, a sunny and warm male trainee teacher, exuded a warm glow, and looked at the female classmate who was holding her hand high, yes, a female classmate.

This female classmate has a bit of a reason, it is Su Zitong, who participated in the "Huayun" primary election with Luo Yi back then.

When she was a freshman and sophomore, she was a very quiet and gentle girl, beautiful and cute, but since the summer vacation of her junior year, after she went to France with her parents and came back, she seemed to have changed as if she was a different person, from the original quiet and gentle to charming and moving, whether it was her speech and demeanor or how she dressed, it has undergone incredible changes, making people surprised how they can be the same person!?

Such a earth-shaking change is said to be due to the blue eyes of an elegant gentleman who met in romantic France, but there is no way to verify this, because she is said to be silent about it.

No, this is when she raised her delicate and delicate hand, her rose-red lips curved in a perfect arc, and when she saw the handsome teacher on the stage looking at her, she stood up from her seat generously and gracefully, with a smile on her peach cheeks:

"Teacher Mu, can I ask you some personal questions?"

Mu Danchen thought about it, it was nothing more than asking some questions that girls were interested in, it shouldn't be anything.

"Well, you ask."

"Teacher Mu, what are your ages?"

“25。”

"Height?"

“178。”

"Weight?"

“73。”

"Three measurements?"

“110，74，115。”

"Girlfriend?"

"Nope."

"May I?"

"Yes"

Mu Danchen just wanted to blurt out the words in his mouth, but he hurriedly swallowed them back, glaring at Su Zitong in surprise.

In the otherwise quiet classroom, there was already the sound of whistling, echoing, and snickering.

It turns out that after going around in such a big circle, this is the point, amazing sister!

Luo Yi, who was looking at the textbook, couldn't help but smile on her lips.

"Cough this classmate, feelings need fate, you and I can only be regarded as a teacher-student relationship, and I don't want to fall in love now."

Mu Danchen looked at Su Zitong and answered her question honestly.

What he said was indeed what he said in his heart, but he didn't know that Cupid at this moment had already aimed his arrow at him, and he was ready to attack.

What to say? How does it feel familiar?

Luo Yi frowned slightly, yes, this is what she said.

She has always believed that:

People must have fate and division to meet, know, know and love each other. But if there is fate and no part, it can only be a regrettable rubbing.

Thinking of this, Luo Yi pursed her peach-pink lips and looked at the green leaves on the trees outside the window.

Time flies in a blink of an eye, and it is the autumn of another year, and it has been a full year since she broke up with him, and it has been 9 months since she went to send him to the army.

Is he okay?

Looking at the turquoise leaves blown by the wind, she was stunned.

The sudden laughter in the classroom made her turn around for some reason, their trainee teacher Mu Danchen, at this moment a bright smile was blooming on Junxiu's face, it was warmth and sunshine.

Looking at such a smile, another hearty and dazzling handsome face appeared in front of her eyes.

His handsome and resolute sword eyebrows rose slightly, his narrow and deep eyes bent into a round of the first quarter moon, the dark amber color at the bottom of his eyes turned into a little streamer, and his thin pink lips were seductively upturned, sexy and dizzy to the extreme.

She never saw that addictive laugh again.

There was a gloom in her heart, yes, she couldn't see it anymore.

The green fingertips touched the white wrist of the left hand, Cherish, cherished, there was no more.

I thought that she was slowly beginning to forget, but unexpectedly, it had become an eternal wound in her heart, and not wanting to think about it did not mean that she had forgotten.

"Roy, look... Roy, what's wrong with you? ”

Xiaomei excitedly grabbed Luo Yi's hand, wanting her to see how handsome and charming Mr. Mu, who was full of warm men on the stage, but she didn't expect to see the crystal on her face.

"Huh? What's wrong? ”

Luo Yi looked at Xiaomei blankly, still unaware.

"You, your face"

Xiaomei raised her fingertips and tapped her left cheek.

Looking at Xiaomei and Ling Xue's worried eyes, Luo Yi stroked the left side of her face for some reason, and a little cold wetness stained her fingertips.

It turned out that the wound had never healed.

It's just that when I think about it inadvertently, tears are already glistening.

Luo Yi wiped the tears from her face and said to them with a light smile:

"I'm fine, don't worry."

Such words were really not reassuring, and the two quickly looked at each other.

"Luo Yi, it's rare that you've been here for the past few days since the start of school, why don't we walk around after dinner."

Xiaomei smiled very cutely.

"No, I'm fine..."

"That's it."

It is rare for such an imposing Xiaomei to raise her hand to stop what Luo Yi wants to say next, fully demonstrating her unknown royal sister demeanor.

"Do any of you have any questions?"

Mu Danchen looked around at the students in the classroom like a spring breeze.

Basically, everything that should be known and what should not be known was asked by Su Zitong, so everyone shook their heads and waved their hands.

Seeing the students' reactions, Mu Danchen smiled brightly, and saw him clapping his hands:

"Very good, today is our first day of school, and it is also the first painting class, everyone is a senior student, I believe everyone's basic painting skills are very solid."

Raise your hand and look at the watch you are wearing on your wrist:

"Now that we're 24 minutes before class ends, let's sketch it. Sketch content: costume design, sketching, animation, stick figures, etc., as long as it is a complete painting. ”

As he spoke, he handed out the A3 paper on the stage.