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The ideal is beautiful, but the reality is skinny. At noon, he didn't meet anyone in the cafeteria, Hong Jun finished his lunch boredly and went to the garden behind the teaching building to take a walk to digest the food.

It is worthy of being the number one private school in Zhongyang City, the elegance of the environment is not inferior to the average university, the flowers in the flower garden, the grass on the ground, the weeping willows on the side of the road, walking here will make people feel extremely quiet and serene, and any irritable mood will fly out of the clouds in an instant.

Although it was noon, it was very quiet here, and the sunlight was not too dazzling at this time, Hong Jun squinted his eyes and found a small slope to lie down, from here you can see the students running and playing football on the football field from a distance, just like the picture in the movie and television.

"This kind of place is the most suitable for an afternoon sleep, not bad, it seems that I will have to come more often in the future." Hong Jun smiled contentedly.

Lazy, I was poured water by the students in the morning, my clothes were unwearable, and my pants were wet in a lot of places, so I just lay here to bask in the sun, relax, and dry some wet pants by the way, killing two birds with one stone.

The elegant sound of the piano came from the teaching building, and Hong Jun listened attentively, and soon heard that it was Beethoven's "Moonlight". This song also has a touch of sadness, which is endlessly evocative.

As a K-field Viet, Hong Jun has a lot of contact with music. This "Moonlight" is a song that Hong Jun likes very much, which makes him very curious.

"I don't know which classmate is so talented, the rhythm of this song is not something that ordinary people can play." Hong Jun took a cigarette, took a puff and closed his eyes, listened for a while, and couldn't help but sigh: "Well, the rhythm is good, the speed is also very good, and the people who play the tunes are quite promising." He had always loved music, and he hummed softly to the tune of the piano.

A tall figure slowly walked to Hong Jun's side, sat down, and lay down in the same way as Hong Jun, and said slowly: "I didn't expect that Mr. Hong, you would be quite good at enjoying it, and I couldn't find such a good place before." ”

Just listening to the voice, Hong Jun knew that the person who came was Yao Wenyang, and he didn't fight for his eyes, but just smiled lightly: "By the way, seeing that I can come here and take the initiative to find me, this doesn't seem to be your surname." ”

"What is the surname or not," Yao Wenyang put his head on his hand and said hesitantly: "What, it's not suitable for me to come to you to talk?" ”

"That's not true," Hong Jun said strangely, "I'm just curious why you're here." For your body, it's like the football field is where you like to go. ”

"I took the initiative to come here today for two reasons." Yao Wenyang said slowly: "Of course, coming to chat with you is just a stopby. ”

"Let's talk about it." Hong Jun took a puff of cigarette, suddenly opened his eyes, and handed Yao Wenyang a cigarette: "Come on?" ”

"Don't you care about students smoking?" Seeing Hong Jun handing him a cigarette, Yao Wenyang said that he was a little surprised.

"Can you handle it?" Hong Jun laughed: "I said I won't ask you to smoke, will you listen?" ”

Yao Wenyang snatched the seven wolves that Hong Jun handed him: "Of course not." Skillfully, Yao Wenyang spit out the circles in his eyes with satisfaction, and there was silence between the two for a while, and Yao Wenyang suddenly said, "Thank you." ”

"Huh?" This time it was Hong Jun's turn to be surprised: "I heard it right, right?" ”

It is not easy to make Yao Wenyang, who is like a proud wild horse, bow his head and say thank you.

"Don't say good things twice." Yao Wenyang snorted: "But thank you for bringing Wen Ting back to normal." ”

"Eun, I accept your gratitude." Hong Jun's face is as thick as a city wall, and he is at ease, and he has to inch in: "But don't you think your sincerity in thanking you is not enough?" ”

Yao Wenyang: "Die!" Insidious old guy. Although he said this, his tone was not as obvious as the first one, and I have to say that this is a big improvement.

Seeing that the relationship between the two had eased somewhat, Hong Jun wanted to ask Yao Wenyang why the students in the class hated the teacher so much, but he thought that the two had not yet reached the point where they had nothing to say, and it was in vain to ask, so he simply stopped talking, just closed his eyes and smoked.

After a short silence, Yao Wenyang suddenly asked, "Teacher, Zhao turned around and got you covered in water, are you really not angry?" ”

"Damn, how can you not be angry? People have a bottom line. Hong Jun snorted: "I originally planned to teach him a good lesson, but first, I have to introduce Wen Ting to everyone today, and I can't delay the business." The second is that this kid took the initiative to admit that I couldn't do it. Otherwise......" Hong Jun sneered: "Lao Tzu must stab his chrysanthemum!" ”

"Perverted old fellow!" Yao Wenyang said: "But I didn't expect you to be quite broad-minded, which makes me a little impressed by you." ”

"Isn't that nonsense? Lao Tzu is known as the boss of Hong Jun Hong who can support the boat in his belly, what about the farce? Hong Jun smiled, first praised himself, and then asked: "By the way, your family and Wen Ting's family have always been at odds, why do you care so much about her?" ”

mentioned the matter of his family, Yao Wenyang also sighed lightly and said: "It's nothing, it's just that I only have a relative like her who is about the same age as me." My dad was two brothers in his generation, and my mom's relatives weren't here. ”

This time, Hong Jun understood: "Well, in this way, you have a relative of Wen Ting nearby, although your father doesn't deal with it, but you don't need to scruple so much." "In these years, children are generally lonely, and most of them do not have many relatives around. Yao Wenyang and Yao Wenting's family relationship is not harmonious, and there are no other relatives here, Yao Wenyang has some special feelings for Yao Wenting, which is considered an immediate family, and it is understandable.

Knowing the reason, Hong Jun didn't ask any more, at least the relationship between Yao Wenyang and Yao Wenting, there is no good way to solve it at present. So he quickly changed the topic: "By the way, Wen Ting didn't say it in advance, what about the other thing you came here?" ”

After listening to Hong Jun's words, Yao Wenyang turned his head in the direction of the teaching building: "The second thing is, of course, to listen to piano music here, and I have to ask, teacher, I seriously doubt your IQ now." ”

Feeling that his IQ was seriously challenged, Hong Jun jumped to his feet angrily: "Damn, you kid can't speak tactfully." But you can come here to listen to piano music during the lunch break, could it be that this piano player is a girl? And still the girl of your dreams? ”

"What are you kidding," Yao Wenyang sneered, "That's why I doubt your IQ - can't you just listen to tunes except liking each other?" ”

"That's right." This time, Hong Jun was completely speechless: "Okay, then let's listen to it together, and take a nap by the way." ”

"Don't you wonder who's playing the piano?" After all, he was young, and when he saw that Hong Jun was not interested, he was in a hurry.

"It's not your crush, why do I care about that......" Hong Jun muttered, changing to a more comfortable position.

"Are you our homeroom teacher? Why don't you care about students at all? This time it was Yao Wenyang's turn to jump his feet.

Hearing him say this, Hong Jun suddenly became energetic and asked, "You mean, it's the students in our class who play the piano?" Who is it? It's really good, but we still have this kind of talent in our class? ”

"Of course, you are really a teacher, and you don't know anything about the interests and hobbies of your classmates, and I sometimes wonder if you came to us to eat and die." Yao Wenyang teased.

Damn, what kind of person is Lao Tzu? Hong Jun suddenly said angrily: "Lao Tzu has only come to this school for a week, you have been causing trouble for me all day long, I haven't even had a chance to click on the name once, can I know the interests and hobbies of the classmates?" ”

"Okay, okay, you mean what you say." Yao Wenyang pursed his lips: "The two girls in our class who play the piano are the two girls in our class. One of them is Sister Bing, and today it should be that Oba Donkey didn't play chess with her, so she came to play the piano. ”

"Sister Bing? Fang Yibing?! Hong Jun's mind suddenly appeared Fang Yibing's appearance that he had just woken up, and the Hedong lion roared, and he shuddered with excitement all over his body: "I have little knowledge, don't fool me!" What are you talking about is that Fang Yibing who gets up and is super angry, and whoever shouts to her to get up, she will hit her with something? ”

"Who else but her? Sister Bing is very powerful. Yao Wenyang laughed: "I remember that you were smashed by her, teacher, right?" ”

Nonsense, remember that, and twice! No one can forget it, right? Hong Jun muttered: "I'm really blind, I didn't think she played the piano so well." And what about the other one? Who's in our class? Don't tell me it's Xiao Chenxin. And who did you just say to accompany Fang Yibing to play chess? Oba donkey? "Look at their nickname!

"How can it be invincible," mentioning the classmates, Yao Wenyang was like a few family treasures: "As for the Oba donkey - the original name is Qin Zhiming, because it looks like Obama but has a donkey temper, so it is nicknamed Oba Donkey." ”

Hong Jun: "......"

Looking at the surprised expression on Hong Jun's face, Yao Wenyang expressed his satisfaction, and then said leisurely: "The other is Sitler ......"

"Ahem, ahem...... You, who are you talking about? Hong Jun choked on the smoke violently, coughed incessantly, and exclaimed while coughing: "Hit-T-ler is resurrected?" Did I cross over? Or is it the wrong position to sleep? ”

"It's Cittler! The student in our class, formerly known as Zhang Yuqian, is nicknamed Citeler! Yao Wenyang snorted: "Look at the scare you, don't say that you are my head teacher when you go out in the future, I am ashamed!" ”

This nickname, can you not be so scary?

......" Hong Jun: "Damn, you said that my student Lao Tzu is still unwilling to accept it!" Look at you, you don't have a good day except to go against the teacher! Anyway, you hang like this, do your parents know? ”

"I do!" Yao Wenyang stood up angrily and said, "Don't worry about me, I owe you a favor for Wen Ting's business, I won't show mercy to my subordinates in the future, let's see!" ”

Damn, the little fart kid is yelling at Lao Tzu!

Hong Jun raised his fist fiercely: "There is a kind of letting the horse come over and see who is awesome!" ”

"I'm too lazy to pay attention to you!" Yao Wenyang said as he walked: "Zhao turned around and called me to play football, and I went over first." ”

He walked a few steps, suddenly turned around, looked into Hong Jun's eyes, and said slowly: "Teacher, if you want, I hope you can help Cittler." ”

Dropping such an inexplicable sentence, Yao Wenyang ran away in an instant.

Hong Jun was clueless when he heard it, and said strangely: "Tell me to help Sittler?" What's wrong with her? What can I help her, bear child, you can die if you speak clearly, I damn it! ”

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