In other people's love, we are all emotional masters; In love with yourself, who is not an idiot? - Preface

Zhang Rui looked at Yang Yichen, looked at it for a while, and said, "Didn't you write an essay?" ”

Yang Yichen nodded and said, "If you don't have enough time, you didn't write." ”

"Short on time? Why do others have enough time? Zhang Rui said.

Yang Yichen smiled bitterly: "Then you should ask others." ”

Zhang Rui glared at Yang Yichen and said, "You don't have to be poor with me, write the composition and hand it over to me before tomorrow, don't want to be lazy." ”

Yang Yichen said helplessly: "Teacher, the exams are over, what's the use of writing?" ”

Zhang Ruiyi said sternly: "It's not okay if the exam is over." ”

"Okay, so can I write in any genre?" Yang Yichen asked.

Zhang Rui nodded and said, "Yes, there is no limit to the genre, but it must not be less than eight hundred words." ”

Yang Yichen made an ok gesture and said, "Okay, there must be a lot of words." ”

After dealing with Yang Yichen's question, Zhang Rui began to talk about the test papers sent after the exam. Looking at Zhang Rui on the podium, Yang Yichen suddenly had a bad taste in his heart: I have to write an essay, write it to you.

The next day, the Chinese teacher's office.

"What are you writing this?" Zhang Rui slapped Yang Yichen's written essay on the table, and said angrily: "Let you write an essay, you write a love letter to me, what kind of essay are you?" ”

Yang Yichen pursed his lips and said disapprerovingly: "You said that the genre is not limited, does what I write not meet the requirements?" Besides, I'm not writing a love letter, it's just some of my insights into my first love. ”

In this way, Zhang Rui really can't refute it, the proposition essay "for the first time", Yang Yichen wrote a letter to his first love, and there seems to be nothing wrong with it.

"But you're a student, what do you think about every day? You can write this kind of thing when you're usually bored, can you write this for exams? Zhang Rui said.

"Why can't it, everyone has a different question, and there is no limit to the genre, as long as the writing is good?" Yang Yichen argued.

"Then you should also write some thriving articles, love is strictly forbidden in high school, you still dare to write it, what's the use of good writing?" Zhang Rui said.

So, what is my misunderstanding of first love? Shouldn't first love be a beautiful thing? What's not thriving? Yang Yichen looks like a dead pig who is not afraid of boiling water.

"First love is a beautiful thing, but it is forbidden at this stage of yours, and our education is like this, as long as it is forbidden, it is not allowed. No matter how beautiful it is! Zhang Rui's tone suddenly softened, and said, "You don't understand it now, you'll know when you go to college." ”

"Teacher, have you ever loved someone else?" Although Zhang Rui is nominally a teacher, in Yang Yichen's opinion, she is just a senior sister who is a little older than herself.

"No, I just love to learn." Zhang Rui said lightly.

"Then teacher, you should be able to fall in love at this stage, I recommend you to find someone you like, and you will understand what I wrote." Yang Yichen said.

"Okay, you don't have to worry about my affairs for me, forget it this time, and next time, how do you see how I punish you?" Zhang Rui said.

"Do you mean you don't write essays, or do you mean that you don't want to write essays that are not allowed by school?" Yang Yichen said with a light smile.

"Not allowed!" Zhang Rui said.

Out of the office, Yang Yichen suddenly shook his head and chuckled, and said to himself: "Obviously, I still regard myself as a student, but I want to pretend to be mature." As he spoke, he glanced back and walked back to the class.

As soon as he walked to the door of the class, Yang Yichen saw Ji Ye talking to Su Nian, and Ji Ye was still holding a rolled up piece of drawing paper in his hand.

"What do you say?" Yang Yichen asked.

Hearing Yang Yichen's voice, Ji Ye hurriedly pulled Yang Yichen over as if he had seen a savior, and said, "Isn't it Sunday today, I want to invite Su Nian to the movies, but she said that she wants to go with you to see grandpa and grandma." What kind of old grandfather and grandmother? ”

Yang Yichen didn't pay attention to Su Nian's eyes, and said to himself: "It's that when we went out on Sunday before, we met an old grandfather and a grandmother, and it was not easy for the two old people, so we decided to help out when we were free every week." ”

"Oh, well, then I can go with you." Ji Ye said.

Su Nian refused: "No need, the four of us can do it, you can go play." ”

Yang Yichen said with a smile: "It's okay, let's go together, multiple people have more strength, you don't have to work if he goes." Yang Yichen looked at Su Nian and said, not noticing a trace of gloom flashing in Su Nian's eyes.

"Well, don't forget to call me when you're free." Saying that, Ji Ye was about to turn around and go back to work, but Yang Yichen stopped Ji Ye again and said, "What are you holding in your hand?" ”

Ji Ye shook the drawing paper in his hand and said, "This, it's a gift I want to give to Su Nian, but she doesn't want it." ”

"Why don't you give a gift, show me." Yang Yichen took the scroll, opened it and saw that it was exactly what Su Nian was painting in class, and he couldn't help but say, "The painting is very good." ”

Yang Yichen rolled up the drawing paper, handed it to Su Nian, and said, "You can take it as someone gives you, and it's not a valuable thing." ”

A trace of anger gradually appeared in Su Nian's eyes, but Yang Yichen still couldn't see it at all. Su Nian snatched the scroll and said, "I'll take it, okay!" After that, he went straight back to work and sat in his seat without looking back.

Only then did Yang Yichen realize that something was wrong with Su Nian, and said to Ji Ye: "Did you make her angry?" ”

Ji Ye shook his head and said, "No? ”

"Then why does she look like she's angry? None of us messed with her, huh? Yang Yichen was puzzled.

"I don't know, is she angry?" Ji Ye asked.

Yang Yichen shook his head, nodded again, then shook his head again, and said, "Are you angry?" I'm angry. I don't know, I'll ask her later, let's go back to work first. ”

Back in the class, Yang Yichen asked when he passed by Su Nian, "Are you angry?" ”

Su Nian was huffing and puffing, and said without raising his head: "No." ”

Yang Yichen said: "It's okay if you don't, I thought you were angry." I just said, why are you so angry? ”

Su Nian looked up at Yang Yichen and said, "You... Halfway through the words, he fell down again, ignoring Yang Yichen no longer enough.

"What am I? What's wrong with me? Yang Yichen looked dazed. But seeing that Su Nian was no longer speechless, he had no choice but to return to his seat.

As soon as he sat down for a while, Su Nian threw over a small note: Do you want to send me out like that? Do you really want me to be with Ji Ye?