Ling Lang walked into the classroom again and confessed, "Hmm, that ...... Let's read the text just taught a few more times. Class leaders and discipline committee members should pay attention to classroom discipline. ”

As soon as he turned around, there was a squeaky sound behind him.

"It must be the homeroom teacher's girlfriend. ”

"Teacher Ling's girlfriend, isn't that our wife?"

"I'll look at ......"

"Wow, my wife is so tall......"

"It's not as beautiful as the little flower next door......"

"You are talking nonsense, I think it's only worse than the second dog and her sister. ”

"Ye Daxin, you hate it, and you pull other people's braids. ”

"Teacher Ling"'s face is going to be green, these bear children, isn't it good to be too familiar with each other on weekdays?

He stopped at the door of the classroom and turned his head to glare, and there was another commotion.

"Sit back. ”

"Let's go. ”

"This is my place. ”

"Oh, yes......".

"The teacher is going to be angry. ”

"One or two want to stay in the hall, right?" As soon as these words came out, the little ones were sitting in a precarious position, and the squad leader and the disciplinary committee members also began to "perform on stage" and play a "functional role".

"Yo, it's kind of like an old master. Wearing a pair of glasses, and then holding a textbook, a lesson plan, and a triangle board in your hand, it is even more like. Although Kong Qingyan is also a "bookworm", she generally doesn't like to take the initiative to take care of people, such as fat people. But in fact, she really ridiculed people, and it was very irresistible.

Ling Lang glanced at her and said a little puzzledly: "I teach Chinese, and I don't usually take a triangle board." ”

"Then take the whip and the water cup, okay?" Kong Qingyan felt that she almost couldn't help but roll her eyes, but after all, it hurt her appearance. I can only secretly think to myself, don't you just make a triangle yourself?

Ling Lang actually felt that it was best to take something in his hands, otherwise when he talked to Kong Qingyan, he always felt that he didn't know how to put his hands, so he pulled his hair and said, "Those children were too naughty just now, I'm sorry." Ling Lang was a bit like a "little citizen" who wanted to boast that his clothes were famous brands, but he was seen through by others at a glance and said that he was a high-imitation "little citizen", which was indescribably embarrassing.

Kong Qingyan looked at his deflated movements, and felt funny, why is it like this every time, since talking to him in the Qinling Valley that night, he feels that he sees himself, just like seeing a tiger, and he has heard a lot of children's rhymes? But how can I hear that a large group of people who dare to talk to people and dragon souls are dragon elephants, and they will fight when they say they will fight? Could it be that tigers are more terrible than these? Oh, what are you thinking?

"I think it's very good, with a lively temperament and a lot of personality. Contrary to what I thought, I thought that country children should be afraid of strangers. It's just that I feel that they are afraid of you, but you are not as afraid of me as you are. ”

Ling Lang thought to himself, am I afraid of you? and then he couldn't help but feel a sense of weakness.

"By the way, Kong Qingyan, is there something wrong with the Dragon Group? I want to send you?" Ling Lang asked softly after seeing that there was no one around.

Kong Qingyan frowned, Ling Lang saw it, and sighed in his heart, don't really have anything wrong.

"Call me Swallow, Swallow, how many times have I told you? And the dragon group is very lucky, intact. This time, I wasn't sent by the dragon group, but I took two and a half days off and wanted to have a good time. Since I actually joined the dragon group, I have been sorting out those data files every day, and I'm dying of boredom. Ling Lang looked at this girl who had always taken her name as her greatest insistence, and she couldn't quite understand it. As good as her, how can she care so much about a title? That frowning look is not as good as other people's Xi Shi, but, anyway, it's not ugly.

"It's okay. By the way, Yanzi, I'm about to get out of class, why don't you go to the teaching office and sit down for a while, someone asks about you, and you say come to me. After all, Ling Lang was not worried about those students, and besides, he hadn't even assigned his homework for the night.

When I was a student, I was most afraid of hearing the word "academic office", and I always felt cold. And I don't know anyone there, how embarrassing. "It seems right, didn't I like the Academic Affairs Office before?

Ling Lang looked at the empty dirt playground outside, took out a key, and handed it to Kong Qingyan: "Then you can be wronged, go to my room and sit down for a while." There are clean cups in it, and the boiling water in the kettle has only been boiling for a short time, so you pour it yourself and drink it. Well, it's the second floor of that house. The room number is on the key. After speaking, he smiled at Kong Qingyan, feeling unnatural, but he didn't think much about it, and walked back to the classroom.

Kong Qingyan stretched out her hand and took the key, her face turned slightly red, but unfortunately her face was not white enough, it was not obvious, otherwise the "beauty" was rare and shy, and it was estimated that she was very good-looking.

According to the number on the key, I found the door and opened it, and entered the "teacher's room" that the school had temporarily assigned to Ling Lang to live in, which was actually just a rectangular single room.

There was no furnishings inside, a black desk, a desk that was probably moved from behind, and a yellow rattan chair with a cushion made of bamboo pieces on it.

A small single room with a curtain drawn in the middle and then split in two. The front is the office space, and the back is naturally used for rest.

Kong Qingyan almost couldn't hold back her curiosity and wanted to open the curtain. But his face was red again, and after thinking about it, he didn't have the courage to reach out after all.

On the small desk against the side wall, there was a kettle, two glasses, and a small rice cooker next to it. Kong Qingyan walked over, poured herself a glass of water, held it in her hand, took a sip, and went to the rattan chair and sat down.

I wanted to flip through the books and read them, but it turned out that there were some professional books on the desk, as well as elementary school textbooks and lesson plans. Kong Qingyan couldn't help but shrug his shoulders, thinking that this fellow book lover could have a few "miscellaneous books" in his mouth. Of course, I haven't even seen the prose appreciation book I gave him, should I be so dedicated?

Fortunately, a forty-five-minute class turned out to be halfway through, but in fact, it didn't take long for Ling Lang to push open the lightly closed door and walk in.

Seeing Kong Qingyan lying on the table boringly, Ling Lang was very upset. Of course, every time she was lying on her stomach like this, he couldn't help but worry about her, her bulging breasts wouldn't be flattened, right?

Ling Lang hurriedly asked himself not to think about it, it was really not that he was a disciple, there were always some things that were too prominent, and people wanted to try their best to be rude and not look at them.

"Well, Yanzi, the last train to the city should have passed now, and you plan to come out to play, so go to my house and stay first." I'll take a day off from school and take you around tomorrow, our small mountain village is still good. "There are friends from afar, and people in small towns usually don't let people go to the hostels on the street as long as they can. This is basic hospitality locally.

"Okay. Kong Qingyan's body straightened, trembling, and there was still a little wilting.

Ling Lang's "new" house is not big, but because the eldest sister and the third sister went to the provincial capital, they just vacated a vacant room, so Ling Lang also invited Kong Qingyan to his house as a guest. But when he saw the strange smile on his mother's face and went to call his grandparents, he regretted it.

The grandparents could understand, but they didn't speak Chinese very well, so they kept smiling and watching their mother communicate with Kong Qingyan. That Kong Qingyan was not "stage frightened", she listened carefully to her mother's Mandarin with a clear accent, and answered a few words from time to time, neither humble nor arrogant, just right.

When the three elders heard that her home was from the city, and she was only two years older than Ling Lang, the smiles on her face felt like they were all squeezed out, and then they could cover the floor of the entire living room.

Ling Lang stroked his forehead and went to the kitchen to help cook. The grandparents also specially greeted each other and said that they would stay for dinner.

After dinner, it was getting dark. Grandparents asked Ling Lang to send them off, and Ling Lang was a little surprised. The two old men, who have been in the village for decades, and the pimple in that corner they are not familiar with, but this kind of thing is naturally necessary to do.

Not far from the house, grandma pulled the clothes on Ling Lang's arm, and said with a soft smile: "Big boy, this girl has a good family." The female is two, and the gold pot is full. You've got to give grandma some thought. "Grandma really deserves to be married from a "big family", and her speech is quite tactful.

The grandfather next to him smiled even more when he heard this, nodded, and said with a smile: "This girl is really good, she has a big buttocks, and she will be able to give birth to a baby in the future." "Grandpa said it so bluntly, it's rare that grandma didn't talk about him, it's really Ling Lang's hometown, and there really is such a standard for choosing a mate.

Seeing the two old men happy, Ling Lang couldn't cry or laugh. Tell them that it's just a friend, they say it's not a girlfriend's friend? When they tell them that the two of them don't know each other very well, they say that they don't hurry up and catch it? What else can they do? Be a good grandson obediently.

After sending my grandparents back, my mother had already cleaned up the room and asked my little sister to buy new towels and toothbrushes. asked Kong Qingyan if she had brought any clothes, Kong Qingyan smiled and said, Auntie, you brought it.

Ling Lang suddenly felt that no matter how this looked, it seemed like a "premeditated" plan.