In a blink of an eye, it was the day of the beginning of school, Mo Xiaoyou looked at the teacher Zhou Wangzhou of the Academic Affairs Office who was standing at the school gate to check the discipline and dress of students, straightened his hair that had just been cut short, and looked at the school emblem pinned to his chest.

Then she strode into the school gate, and at a distance of two steps from the teacher, she smiled and saluted him, called "Teacher Zhou, morning", and then saw the other party nodding with a serious face.

At this time, his phone rang suddenly, and before Mo Xiaoyou had gone far, he heard him flattering with a smile: "Huh? Zhang Xiao?? Hello hello, what do you say!? ”

"Huh? Oooh oh! I'll pick it up! ”

Mo Xiaoyou glanced back at the posture of pulling his hair, and saw that Mr. Zhou, who had a serious face just now, had just straightened his waist at this time, holding a piece of paper full of footprints in his hand.

She shook her head and smiled, and went upstairs. Many students saw this scene in the morning, and soon the jokes about Teacher Zhou's groveling picking up waste paper flew all over the school.

This week's teacher is Liu Yan's physical education teacher who entered the school a year ago, and he is very good at drilling, but at the age of twenty-five or sixteen, he has already thought about his future clearly.

Although the students didn't look down on this person's flattering face, when they jumped out, Mo Xiaoyou felt that this person was very good at planning for himself and could bend his ...... Pity......

During the evening self-study on this day, Mo Xiaoyou deliberately ate a meal from home, and then returned to school, under the pretext of studying hard, and successfully stayed in the class.

As soon as the bell rang for the second period of the evening self-study, I saw Teacher Zhou pacing in. In fact, one of the things that this teacher Zhou makes students look down on is that he likes to play with the admiration of little girls.

After all, their school is a private high school that specializes in liberal arts, and there are not many male teachers in the school.

Therefore, at the age of youth, there are naturally many students who secretly approve of him.

The families of children who can go to private high schools will not be at least not families who lack money and short meals. Female classmates have always been generous with the men they like.

As far as Mo Xiaoyou knew, there was already a female classmate in their class who had spent at least tens of thousands of yuan on this teacher.

Dressed in brand-name casual clothes, Mr. Zhou, who walked in every step, entered the room and first habitually looked around. After seeing that Mo Xiaoyou was also in his seat, his eyes lit up at first, but he didn't come over.

Instead, he walked straight to the empty seat next to a girl in the front row and sat down, and then looked at what this female classmate was writing with affection. The role of a gentle boyfriend is played in three points throughout the process.

He looked at the girl, and the ink demon looked at him. He had a gentle smile on his face, and Mo Xiaoyou's face had an even more gentle smile. At that moment, the vibration of her phone interrupted her gaze.

Mo Xiaoyou lowered his head, and saw the message on his mobile phone: "What are you playing?" Have you finished your homework today? Have you finished writing the weekly diary?! ”

When I looked up again, I saw that in the window of the back door of the classroom, Teacher He Guhe's handsome face was staring at her, and the two long eyebrows with sideburns had been tangled together, and a beautiful Sichuan knot was tied in the middle of the eyebrows.

Seeing this, she hurriedly replied: "Three days later, there is a big drama staged in the dark alley behind the school, to my house, I invite you to watch it?" ”