"Hey, you stinky boy, won't you come back at night?"

When Zhang Cuihua got up early in the morning, she turned on the nagging mode and bombarded Ning Luo.

It's not to blame Zhang Cuihua for being verbose, in the past few days, Ning Luo has started to stay home every day, and Zhang Cuihua has fallen asleep every night waiting for her son.

"Oops, no return, no return." Ning Luo was very impatient, one bun at a time, stuffed a few in a row, and hurriedly wanted to go out.

Zhang Cuihua was not angry, so she picked up the chopsticks and knocked them on Ning Luo's head.

"Stinky boy, there's something outside, I'm not home every day!"

For this old mother's chatter, Ning Luo has long practiced the ability to enter the left ear and get out of the right ear.

Even if Zhang Cuihua hurriedly moved her hand, Ning Luo ignored her, brushed the few hairs on her head that were messed up, and threw a flattering look at Zhang Cuihua, leaving a sentence "I'm full." He went out in a puff of smoke.

Recently, at the invitation of Tongcheng University, Ning Luo, a well-known design director, was invited to the school to teach art children.

Originally, Ning Luo refused, he didn't have enough time to play every day, and he went to give lectures to others, unless his brain caught the door, but it was Ning Luo's college roommate who invited him.

Ning Luo was so noisy that he agreed.

Tongcheng University, the best university in Tongcheng, has a long history and rich cultural heritage. Being able to study at Tongcheng University is the dream of countless Tongcheng children.

It is a great honor to be able to teach in it.

When Zhang Cuihua found out, she was very happy, and she boasted about her son when she met people.

Ning Luo not only didn't feel happy, but also felt very disturbed.

On the first day of class, a student gave him a "dismount".

In order to fish in troubled waters and fool the past, Ning Luo copied a bunch of so-called art pictures, opened the PPT and talked to the students, his name as the design director is true, how did he come to talk about it.

"In general, Dutch Mannerism, Russian Constructivism, and German Bauhaus were the three fundamental pillars that formed modernist design. Among them, the Mannerism designed by Mondrian and represented by the Udelech House is my favorite genre of Renaissance thought. ”

"In this class, I will temporarily give the students here, if you don't understand something, you can raise your hand and ask questions."

PPT put it at the end, Ning Luo made a summary of the final class, in front of this group of children who were not much younger than himself, Rao was unintentional, and Ning Luo couldn't help but pretend to be forced.

In two minutes, the class is over.

"A perfect ending!" Just when Ning Luo relaxed and couldn't help but cheer for himself and the two hours he had been talking.

A small hand was raised, and Ning Luo narrowed his eyes, "Oh, it's a lovely girl." ”

"What is your problem, this classmate?" Ning Luo smiled on his face, for cute girls, naturally he couldn't leave a bad impression.

"Teacher, there are no questions to ask." That's what the girl said when she stood up.

Ning Luo raised his eyebrows, no questions to ask? Is that to stand up and praise me for being handsome?

But he still pretended: "That classmate...... Do you have something to say when you stand up? ”

Although the girl looks very cute, when she says it, she is not so cute; "Teacher, based on your summary just now, I want to correct you for two points."

Ning Luo was dumbfounded.

"First, constructivism is not Russian, constructivism is Soviet."

"Isn't the Soviet Union Russia?" Ning Luo also wanted to argue.

"After the collapse of the Soviet Union, it was renamed Russia, and constructivism happened before the collapse of the Soviet Union, you don't know this bit of common sense, right?"

Suddenly, there was a burst of laughter in the classroom, and Ning Luo's face was a little unbearable, and he suddenly turned red.

Before he could recover his senses.

The girl spoke again: "And, secondly, the Utrech house was not designed by Mondrian, it can only be said that his painting is three-dimensional. The Utrecht house was designed by Rietveld. Teacher, you said that the style faction is your favorite faction, how can you even confuse this? ”

The girl laughed mercilessly, making Ning Luo completely give up struggling.

Fortunately, not long after the girl's words fell, the bell rang after class, and Ning Luo could be said to have fled.

Unable to hold back the depression in his heart, Ning Luo went to the Qiandrunk bar he frequented.

There are some things in life that cannot be told to outsiders, especially some shameful things.

In the bar, the lights were bright, there were lonely single men and women everywhere, what happened during the day was too embarrassing, Ning Luo's mood was depressed to the extreme, and he didn't have the usual mood to have fun at all.

There are quite a few beautiful girls who take the initiative to talk to him.

Ning Luo didn't even lift his eyelids.

Hey, girl, can a girl turn back time? Ning Luo said self-deprecatingly

"Boss, have a Jack Daniel's."

A girl with slightly curly hair sat next to Ning Luo, and her voice sounded a little familiar.

"Hey, teacher, why are you here?" The girl was very surprised when she saw Ning Luo next to her.

Ning Luo was dizzy from drinking, and when he heard this, he turned his head and saw the girl who scolded him in class until he couldn't get off the stage.

With just one glance, Ning Luo suddenly felt his blood rushing to the top.

"Teacher, are you here alone?" Ning Luo didn't want to pay attention to her, she kept talking to Ning Luo.

"Why are you so noisy?" Ning Luo was impatient.

The little girl's family is young and beautiful, why does she spend so much?

"My name is Su Mo'er, teacher, what about you? What is your name? The little girl continued to talk to him.

Ning Luo couldn't continue to pretend to be dead, "Ning Luo." ”

"Ningluo, good name. Teacher, are you alone? After Su Mo'er decided not to go abroad, her family went through the enrollment procedures for her at Tongcheng University.

Unexpectedly, in the first class, she met a teacher who was a hanger.

Unlike other teachers in this school, this teacher is young beyond his imagination and dressed up very fashionably, but the lesson he taught, at a glance, knew that it was a temporary draft, and it was full of mistakes.

In fact, in Ning Luo's class, the wrong knowledge points are far more than the two he said, the two pointed out by Su Mo'er are really low-level and stupid, Su Mo'er really can't listen to it.

The teacher's young and handsome appearance must be very attractive in the eyes of other little girls.

Su Mo'er thought so in her heart, but she had seen a lot of handsome guys.

The only thing I felt different was that when she was about to get out of class, the injured appearance on Ning Luo's face made Su Mo'er a little surprised, and the shyness of youth made Su Mo'er feel that she had gone too far.

But it was only for a moment, and soon this feeling made Su Mo'er forget about it.

The good mountains and rivers of the motherland make her happy, and what makes her happiest is that she can be by Xiao Tianli's side.

It's a pity that in front of Xiao Tianli, she can only be a good little sister.

After a long time, there will be a shortage of people.

She didn't expect that when she ran out to drink, she could also meet that little teacher, who was a little shy, since she met it, if she didn't tease it, she wouldn't live up to the arrangement of fate.

In line with the principle that handsome guys don't flirt and don't flirt with white, Su Mo'er said it.

"Teacher, aren't you drinking here because of class?" Ning Luo's little appearance of being injured during the day, she can remember it clearly.

Ning Luo was told the central matter, and he almost choked on himself with a sip of wine.

"Nope." Ning Luo retorted crisply.

Su Mo'er really didn't believe it, what kind of scene she hadn't seen, what kind of people she hadn't been in contact with.

Ning Luo is like this, in front of her, the little thing in her heart is almost transparent.

"Huh...... No, no, teacher, why are you reacting so quickly, teacher? Su Mo'er continued to tease.

"Slap ......" Ning Luo put the glass in his hand heavily on the table.

The cup collides with the table, making a loud noise.

But in this mixture, all kinds of bass-heavy atmospheres are separated, which does not attract the slightest attention.

"Did you know that you're really annoying?" Ning Luo looked at Su Mo'er and said word by word.

At this time, Ning Luo saw Su Mo'er's face clearly, which was different from that in the classroom during the day.

Su Mo'er's long hair was slightly curly, hanging down properly on her shoulders, and her peach-colored eyeshadow lined her eyes, making the water flow even more. The bright red lip color has a bewitching and charming feeling.

If she feels cute during the day, then the face in front of her can be said to be charming.

There's no way to lose your temper with good-looking girls.

If you don't have this face......

After Ning Luo finished speaking, he sensed his gaffe, and hurriedly withdrew his gaze.

Why are girls so annoying now?

After Ning Luo finished speaking, Su Mo'er didn't bother him anymore.

It's just that the next day, the third day, when Ning Luo went to that bar again.

Every time, halfway through drinking, the crisp phrase "teacher" will ring in my ears.

Let Ning Luo have the intention to ignore it, but he can't ignore it anyway.

The fourth time the two met at a bar.

Not only Ning Luo, but Su Mo'er began to sigh.

"Teacher, we are really fated, we can meet for so many days in a row, when I went out today, I was still thinking, will you still drink here?"

Su Mo'er talked a lot as always, but she talked a lot, and she talked to herself, and she didn't need Ning Luo to give her any response at all.

Sometimes, she just sits quietly and drinks.

"What? Got something on your mind? Ning Luo asked.

said that he didn't mind the previous incident, in fact, it was really fake, such a shameful thing, how could Ning Luo be, he couldn't remember it if he forgot it.

It's just that for a few days in a row, if Ning Luo keeps thinking about it, it seems that he is a little too stingy if he stays awake at night.

Ning Luo was also a little curious, the students who looked like good girls during the day would also soak in the bar every day.

Su Mo'er didn't answer Ning Luo's question, and silently added ice cubes to the cup.

It seems that she is a little girl who likes Jack Daniel's very much.

"How can you always be alone? What about your friends? Ning Luo couldn't help but ask.

Su Mo'er smiled at the corner of her mouth, looked at Ning Luo and asked, "Teacher, what about you?" Aren't you always alone too? ”

This little girl is really full of gunpowder.

Ning Luo smiled indifferently, noncommittal, if he didn't say it, he didn't say it, anyway, he asked casually, it didn't mean that he really wanted to know.

But because of Ning Luo's initiative, the two of them talked a little more than usual.

Where the lights are bright, there are many single men and women, and it is also a place where hormones rise.

A beautiful little single girl who comes to drink every night can easily attract attention.

In the corner of the bar, there was a man full of tattoos, the man had a big belly and a fat body, sitting in the corner, looking at people with the corners of his eyes, looking more and more crazy.

He had been observing Su Mo'er for several days, and every time this good girl came, he just drank, and occasionally chatted with the man next to her, but only a few words.

The man felt that there was no threat, and walked towards Su Mo'er with a wine glass.

Isn't it a bit too wasteful to give up such a good opportunity?

"Beauty, are you alone?" The man had a wine glass in one hand, his face was greasy, "Let's have a drink with my brother." ”

"Get out."

Su Mo'er only glanced at it, and then turned her head in disgust.

This kind of person dares to come and get close to her? There's really everyone in the bar.