The next day, the cold air came, the winter wind was cold, everything was depressed, and Jinling was shrouded in a cold atmosphere, as if it was a sign that this winter would not pass peacefully.

After class during the day, when I returned to the dormitory, I didn't see her, "Did Teacher Lin promise to help her stay in school, but does she have this energy?" ”

I can't help but think of Ms. Liu, who is about to meet, not only is she a good person, but she also has no shelf. Ms. Liu is the wife of Principal An, named Binglan, two days ago at her house, before leaving, Sister Liu said that he tutored well, and he was also kind, if he intended to stay in Jinling to work or want to be a teacher, she could help talk to the principal and let him stay......

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The study room is spacious and bright, and the earthy yellow wooden floor is clean and tidy. On the left wall stands a row of wooden bookshelves, densely packed with books. A crisp white leather sofa sits on the right side of the wall, and purple curtains and a white piano add color to the monotonous room. From a distance, the whole room is orderly, well-arranged, simple and content, and looks elegant, quiet and comfortable.

In front of the white piano sat a girl of about thirteen or fourteen years old, dressed in a princess dress, with smooth shoulder-length hair, her dexterous ten fingers dancing quickly on the piano, and the soft sound of the piano continued to flow from between her fingers.

The lady sitting on the side of the sofa, her fingers squirming, the wine glass spinning, the red liquid swaying gently, rippling a trace of elegant mellowness, Liu Binglan seemed to be intoxicated with the sweet aroma of wine.

Song Yang quietly looked at this pair of mother and daughter flowers, both of them are beautiful embryos, but the daughter An Ning is a young girl, like a bud waiting to be released, without frost and snow, without wind and rain, it looks extra perfect and pure, attracting everyone. And the mother Liu Binglan, thirty-five or six, is a gorgeous flower, as luxurious as a peony, with a slender and plump body, a soft waist and limbs, which looks charming and charming, and has her own attractive side.

The sound of the piano stopped, and the silence in the room returned to silence, Liu Binglan opened her eyes and looked proudly at her daughter in front of her, although she had only studied the piano for six years, she was already quite qualified at her current level.

"An Ning, let Teacher Xiao Song review the math for you......"

"Hmm!"

In fact, An Ning's grades are average, mathematics is her shortcoming, her favorite is painting, followed by music. As his name suggests, he is very peaceful, quiet and rarely speaks.

Listening to Ms. Liu, she was not such a quiet and silent girl, I don't know why, after going to a middle school, she became very quiet and silent.

"I don't know what I'm hiding...... Ms. Liu said.

"Her name is An Ning, and it's good......," Song Yang defended her.

"This kid ,......," she sighed, "you don't want to talk to me if you have something to say, you have time to talk to her more, I think she's still willing to talk to you......"

"Maybe I'm not much older than her......"

"Girls have a lot of things on their minds, ...... my age"

"Sister Liu, you are also very young now, go out and walk on the street, I don't know how many people will be fascinated......"

She chuckled, "Where,...... sighed again, leaving an incomprehensible melancholy between her eyebrows.

Looking at An Ning's concentration on studying, from the side, An Ning was still two points similar to Ma Xiaoman, and Song Yang's mind flew up to nine heavens again: She, what are you doing now?

……

"Bell, bell," the big wall clock in the living room struck ten o'clock.

"That's it, be peaceful, pay attention to rest, a person can't do everything, you like painting and music so much, you should do what you like......"

"Thank you, Brother Song, you still understand me." She said shyly

"I think, An Ning, you should talk to your dad more, he is the principal, he should support your choice......"

"Impossible." Her eyes darkened.

Song Yang couldn't say anything more.

In the living room, the air conditioning was on, and it was as warm. An Ning's house is a small villa, the area is not large, only more than 300 square meters, but it is the core area of Jinling City, not far from the school, a quarter of an hour away.

Principal An has a good reputation, and his colleagues persuaded him to take one of the several villas in the education community this time, but he insisted on not taking it, and gave it to the leaders of the Education Bureau who have always supported the development of the school.

"Principal Ann hasn't come back yet?" Song Yang asked Liu Binglan, who was watching TV in the living room.

"Not yet, he said that he had something to eat with friends in the evening and talk about something...... Anyway, I have to come back late every day...... What's the matter, Xiao Song, is there something? ”

"It's nothing," Song Yang didn't know how to open this mouth.

"Say, you kid, what else do you have to see with your sister Liu?"

Song Yang remembers very well that when she first came here two months ago, she just opened the door and was about to go out, wearing a beige V-neck T-shirt and a big black coat on the outside. If she bends down slightly, it is enough to see the beautiful ravine, and her lower body is wearing a black professional skirt, a pair of translucent crystal sandals on her legs, no socks, revealing white legs like snow, and the whole person looks beautiful.

bumped into this beautiful woman at the door, Song Yang was stunned at the time, not knowing that this was the principal's wife, so he blurted out, "Sister, hello, is Principal An's house here?" ”

Liu Binglan was speechless at that time......

"I,...... I heard that we have one or two places to stay in school? ”

"yes, I asked you last time, and you said you didn't like this profession...... Now it's changed, you figured it out......" she smiled slightly.

"No, it's not that I want to stay, or I don't know if this place can be given to ......" Song Yang also felt that his request was too much. If the majestic Principal An was here, he would never be able to say it.

"Oh, who's that, girlfriend?" Liu Binglan asked curiously.

"Not yet!" Song Yang said a little embarrassed.

"Okay, no problem, I'll talk to him...... For the sake of you calling me my sister for two months...... By the way, what's her name? ”

"Ma Xiaoman, a ...... who learns foreign languages That, thank you Sister Liu! ”

"Let's go back, it's cold, go back to the house early......"

"Hmm!"

Song Yang pushed open the security door of her house, her eyes still not adjusting to the darkness outside. "Bang", bumped into a person humming a ditty, and then heard the sound of something falling to the ground.

"Xiao Song, be careful, you ...... to do things carelessly"

It was Principal An's voice, and as he spoke, the air was filled with the smell of high-grade alcohol.

That must be the fragrance of Moutai.

However, Song Yang's alcohol consumption is average, and there is a more beautiful chance to drink Moutai. Usually, classmates and fellow villagers gather in Yanghe Daqu, which is already considered a high-end atmosphere......