The third class is Zhuo Ling's martial arts class.

Martial arts classes need to be held in the multimedia room, and you can't use the multimedia blackboard in your own classroom. The whole school is unified to ensure the fairness of the competition.

Hou Ping'an sat in the front row of the teacher's side, really as long as Zhuo Ling blinked an eye from any angle, he could see Hou Ping'an's appearance, he smiled and held a notebook, although he wrote with a pen, but as long as he sat there, he could give people a sense of calm and leisure.

The sunlight shining obliquely from the window was just sprinkled on Hou Ping'an's side.

Zhuo Ling is really performing with her heart.

Pleasant language, coupled with a page turner with two hands holding ppt, flying in the air. Sometimes it dances like a butterfly, sometimes it swings like a dance, but it makes a gesture like a trot.

Everything is beautiful.

It is like the sound of a clear spring flowing slowly on the stone slab, and it is like the mottled shadows of the trees cast at your feet in the warm autumn sun, and like the slender white fingers, slowly pressing the keys of the piano.

When the symbol of the last voice fell and the bell rang for the next class, Zhuo Ling's heart full of joy was infected by this sunshine and became transparent, and this transparency shone on Hou Ping'an's body through her eyes.

"Big Saint, you're done!"

The fat man Huang, who was sitting behind Hou Ping'an, lowered his voice and said something inappropriately. also frowned at Hou Ping'an, who turned his head to look.

"You're older than me, so you're embarrassed to learn from those girls to call me brother?"

The fat yellow man choked.

"Whoa—"

A round of applause rang out.

A good lesson can resonate with both teachers and students.

Zhuo Ling didn't ask the judges for their opinions for the first time, but flew over towards Hou Ping'an quickly, and the last one jumped on both feet and jumped in front of Hou Ping'an, smiling like a flower.

"Master, how is it?"

I'm waiting for praise with an expectant face. Zhuo Ling like this is really like a high school girl looking forward to being affirmed by her teacher. The raised face is just right to let the light obliquely kiss the gentle kiss on the face.

Alas, stuffy.

Can a woman shine?

Hou Ping'an was very frightened by his momentary distraction.

When will such a change occur in one's own sensuality towards a woman? When Wei Ranxin was doing housework before, it seemed to be like this, being exposed to the sun and almost breaking his defense.

Is it because it's not the woman who has changed, but the woman herself? What's more, I have so much money, a lot of good life, and endless beautiful women......

Who said you should reflect on it three or four times a day?

"Fatty, reflect on ...... every day"

Zeng Zi said: I am three times a day, and I am self-conscious. Seeking to be disloyal to others...... "The fat man Huang is a flexible fat man, and he reacted immediately.

"Stop, that's it, I'm going to ...... three times a day."

Zhuo Ling looked confused, looking at Hou Ping'an, what are you talking about here, "I am three provinces and my body" here? Praise me, praise me!

"I am three provinces and my body......" Hou Ping'an smiled and patted Zhuo Ling's shoulder, "It's good, it's good, I'm fascinated by it, that ...... I am a day and three provinces, and my body is ......"

Zhuo Ling watched Hou Ping'an turn to leave, but there was still a smile in her eyes.

It is rare to hear the evaluation of "good" coming out of Hou Ping'an's mouth.

Seeing that he was in addition to the multimedia room, he turned around and looked towards the judges. Teacher Yan Ping, one of the judges, gave her a thumbs up.

The little girl's class is really good, lively and interesting, and she can imagine so far-reaching.

After listening to Zhuo Ling's class, he didn't want to listen to other classes, walked out of the multimedia room, and prepared to go to the office to sit for a while, and by the way, think about the house.

The house in Taohua County can be handed over, the decoration has been completed, and the designer over there called. Not only that, the villa in Changling City is also about to be delivered.

The fat man also came in, sat opposite Hou Ping'an, and looked at him with a serious expression.

"Is this a trick?"

The fat man replied disdainfully.

"Brother, Great Sage, don't say that I didn't warn you in advance, you're going to be finished, so don't squeeze me, you're at the end of your rope, I can't bear to watch you die, so I want to have a deep exchange with you."

This is right, resolutely, so responsible?

"If there's a fart, let it go, I don't know what's going on in my heart?"

"Scared-" Huang Fatzi deliberately stepped back and looked Hou Ping'an up and down, "Tell me, Lao Tie, what do you know?" ”

"The popularity of your yellow fat man's generation is basically like this."

Hou Ping'an took out a cigarette, thought about it, and put it in again.

The two fingers of the yellow fat man are showing up, what the hell did you put in again?

"Don't smoke it, you want to smoke it when I invite you to dinner."

"What kind of food?"

"Today I will inspect the house, go to the house in the afternoon, have a meal with the designer in the evening, and you will help me pay for a drink."

"Haha, my favorite thing is to talk about design concepts with designers, liberal arts students can do anything, this was our slogan back then...... You don't know it......"

Know a fart!

"Man!"

Hou Ping'an continued: "Didn't you just warn me? Do you listen to me? ”

"Listen, I'll see if you really realize that danger is coming."

The yellow fat man also nodded.

"Don't you just want to warn me that Zhuo Ling has a good impression of me and may launch an offensive against me, hehe, to be honest, Zhuo Ling, this little girl is really not ranked among the women I know. I'm not like you, I have a lot of troubles...... It's like a hard choice......"

"Stop!" The fat yellow man couldn't listen to it anymore.

Hou Ping'an said slowly: "There is one more thing, you must listen." ”

"What's the matter?"

"I can skip the class, but you can't skip the class. Beware of being checked by Lao Zhu! ”

",!"

The fat man immediately flew away. Just now he saw Hou Ping'an leave the multimedia room, and subconsciously thought that he could also leave.

Zhuo Ling returned to the office from the multimedia, full of joy and joy, but when she saw that the office was empty. The joy was like being blown by the wind. Then the wind blew away the emotion, leaving only an empty new house, which made my chest flutter.

Some of them sat casually at their desks, flipping through their lesson plans and the PPT lights on the computer, and the joy was rising little by little.

At noon, when she went to the cafeteria, Zhuo Ling also looked around.

"Looking for the Great Saint?"

Suddenly a voice startled her. Turning her head, it was Li Wenxiu, the woman smiled like a fox, and shrunk her head to talk to Zhuo Ling.

"Don't look for it, I'm not there, and I don't know where to run the wild horse."

"I didn't ...... I didn't look for anyone, I just saw that the students were still in line...... Just one splashed water ......"

Li Wenxiu squinted at her, picked up two sprouts, and her eyes were still floating.

"Tut-tut!" Li Wenxiu sighed a few times, and Zhuo Ling almost turned her face away from her.

"Do you want me to pull you a thread?"

"It's not...... Not really...... Don't talk nonsense! "Zhuo Ling wants to push Li Wenxiu.

Li Wenxiu laughed, but the two didn't mention this topic again. Just kidding, there is a degree, anyway, there is no eight characters, and Zhuo Ling made it clear that she will not intern here next semester, but will go to Changling City.

So Zhuo Ling has a little admiration for Hou Ping'an at most.

Hou Ping'an called Yuan Zhongliu in advance and asked him to find a formaldehyde tester, and measured formaldehyde in advance, and there was no problem. I made an appointment with the designer in the afternoon.

After the house was renovated, the overall effect was very good. And this time, the designer specially invited the housekeeping company to clean the house, and I felt very comfortable as soon as I entered.

Yuan Zhongliu didn't come over, but Wu Zesheng did.

Hou Ping'an stood on the balcony, and when he looked into the distance, the designer wanted to come over to introduce something, but was stopped by Wu Zesheng next to him. The designer looked at Hou Ping'an in some surprise. I feel as if I have underestimated Hou Ping'an's strength.

If you stand on the balcony and look at the scenery, will the people watching the scenery look at you from downstairs or from the opposite side?

Hou Ping'an suddenly thought of the sentence in Bian Zhilin's poem "Broken Chapter", which he had spoken at the beginning of class, and immediately felt that he had expressed his mood at the moment.

It seems that there is still a need for culture. Otherwise, it's like saying Bai Yidan by yourself, you can't even express your emotions, and you're mixed with wool.

However, when standing on the balcony, the memory that was still left in the original body was like a piece of paper on the ground blown up by another wind, blowing higher and higher, so that I dare not forget it, and I can't forget it.

Qin Lacui probably wouldn't like such a house in the city, right?

The image of this retired mother who grows vegetables and raises chickens at home suddenly appeared in his mind, and this image is more and more deeply imprinted in his heart.

If the old man has his wife and children alive, he definitely doesn't want to live in the city without his home background.

Growing vegetables, raising chickens, etc., sometimes drinking tea, chatting, and even quarreling with the neighbors in the township feel tasteful.

It's better to ask them for their own opinions when the time comes.

Thinking of this, Hou Ping'an didn't bother to think about it, if his parents came, then give it to them here, if he didn't come, it would be his home in Taohua County. You have to have a home in the county. I always live in the dormitory, and I have a feeling of floating and unsteady.

"Boss, do you want to see the formaldehyde test data?"

"Are you okay?"

This sentence is not asked by the designer, but by Wu Zesheng.

"No problem, Brother Yuan also read it, please invite a regular company."

"Don't look at it!" Hou Ping'an smiled and patted Wu Zesheng on the shoulder, "Wait for two years, you can also buy a set." ”

Wu Zesheng smiled.

I never thought that I would buy a house one day, and I would have no future in the streets. There is no future in sight. Now I can see it and dare to think about it.

Damn, I must do a set.