Chengguan Town High School in Mashi County.

Orange was in class, and when he just talked about composition, he suddenly remembered Hou Ping'an's video. It was a video of a lecture at the Magic City Normal University, which was circulated on the Internet. She downloaded the video.

She felt that Hou Ping'an's speech was too good, so when she was in class, she always implemented Hou Ping'an's thoughts in the class, intentionally or unintentionally.

And the biggest advantage of this is that the door of children's thinking is likely to be opened.

Not only was it an inspiration to the students, but it also opened up her own thinking in teaching.

After class, Orange returned to the office, then sat on the computer, and was about to look up some information on the Internet. Suddenly, the orange next to her patted her hand, pointed to her computer and said to the orange: "Look, your teacher Hou has become rich again, money that I dare not think of in my life." ”

Orange looked at the past curiously, it turned out to be the new valuation of the magician Ping'an founded by Hou Ping'an by foreign authoritative institutions. It has reached the level of 100 billion, but in the eyes of Orange, this is just a number, and it seems to be very far away from itself.

"What's my business!"

Orange smiled back and sat back in his seat.

But now most of the teachers in Chengguan Town High School know that Orange's boyfriend is the awesome Hou Ping'an, so some people are joking in the office.

"Orange, you're a billionaire woman now."

Orange smiled and couldn't speak. After checking the information on the Internet, she began to prepare for the class again. Because when she talked about the expansion of thinking in composition today, she suddenly thought of last year's college entrance examination essay.

Hou Ping'an's province is a material about the so-called "master, skill, and layman" of Go. And there is another provincial material that is an excerpt from "Dream of Red Mansions" in the "Grand View Garden Test Question Match". The plot about the inscription of the plaque on the bridge in the garden.

She was thinking about what it would be like if she were to write these two articles.

If Hou Ping'an wrote these two articles, what would he have written?

Thinking about it is a little distracted.

"Hey, Orange, what do you think? So distracted? Miss your teacher Hou? "Orange still likes to call Hou Ping'an Teacher Hou, because Orange always calls him that.

"No...... I'm just thinking about last year's college entrance examination essay. ”

"Haha, you...... There have been many people who have interpreted it, so listen to their opinions! ”

"I saw it, but I always felt like something was missing." Orange sighed, "If only Teacher Hou were here." ”

"yes, if Teacher Hou is here, can't you ask him to give a composition lesson?" Orange grinned, "I can go to class too." ”

"Forget it!" Orange smiled and began to lie on the table again.

It's just that I am writing and writing, and my heart is inexplicably sour. It has been 134 days since Hou Ping'an came to his home last time, and there has been no news of that person.

Only bits and pieces of information about him can be learned from the Internet. He seemed to have forgotten what he had said, but Orange remembered it clearly.

She waited for Hou Ping'an to marry her.

She doesn't care how rich Hou Ping'an is, how much status he has, or even how many women he has before. She only knew that Hou Ping'an had said that she would marry herself.

This is the sentence, and it is enough. She has been silently waiting for this sentence for 134 days, and may have to wait for more. She also believes that Hou Ping'an really deals with a lot of things, including career and emotional matters. Once it's taken care of, he'll show up.

It's like stepping on colorful auspicious clouds to marry your own great sage.

But it was just a tragedy.

Thinking about it, writing and writing, she suddenly couldn't write anymore, and slowly turned her face to the side, sticking it to the cold office desktop, and then felt the cold touch, from her skin to her heart.

Orange is a little distressed orange.

Looking at the current appearance of the orange, she didn't know how to persuade her. All I had to do was move the chair over, sit down next to Orange, hold her hand, and rest my forehead on the edge of the desk.

said softly: "Orange, the person you want is not an ordinary person, so if you want to persevere, you are destined to suffer more pain and pressure than ordinary people." ”

Orange looked sideways at Orange's face and smiled: "I know, so I'm willing to wait!" ”

Orange said again: "Why don't you go on a blind date, maybe there is something pleasing to your eyes?" Isn't it nice that we are ordinary people, and we live the life of ordinary people? ”

Orange still has that gentle smile: "If there are ladders in love, this world will be suffocating and desperate." I won't refuse to stand with Mr. Hou because of my ordinariness! Even if it is a 100 billion teacher Hou, I will stand by his side without self-pity. ”

"You...... Such an atmospheric field? "The oranges were all surprised. Because in the face of Hou Ping'an, an ordinary girl like her will definitely feel huge pressure and a huge gap, and she will feel very panicked and worried.

"Of course!" Orange smiled, "I only know Mr. Hou, but I don't know Mr. Hou." ”

"You, I don't know how you grew into such a big heart!" Orange couldn't help but laugh.

Orange said, "It's not that I've grown into a big heart, it's that I've been able to see through the essence." The direction he gave me to think. The most important thing is to look at the vision and direction of the problem. ”

"It seems that the two of you are really soul mates, you know his mind!" Orange tortured his soul and asked, "What will you do if he doesn't come for a year, two years, or three years to marry you?" What will you do if I don't marry you in the next ten years? ”

That's the reality.

"You don't have to wait a year, you don't have to wait 10 years. He'll be here soon. There was a kind of confidence in Orange's voice, even if it sounded a little ghostly.

"Listen to your tone and know that you have a weak heart!"

The orange snorted.

"I think you have to wait for another two years, you can't do things in two years, you better find your love again. Even if he is the richest man in the world, he is not worthy of a girl's barren youth for him. ”

"You may be right!" Orange also smiled, waiting is a kind of happiness, but also a kind of sadness.

Is Hou Ping'an someone worth waiting for?

His Porsche had slipped into a small county town.

The small county town is bordered by a river, from which a branch of the river runs through it, and the river is flanked by high-rise buildings and lively streets. There are also many people who go shopping, buy groceries, and eat supper.

Hou Ping'an's hotel is set here.

After parking the car in the underground garage, I went straight to my hotel room. It was just over five o'clock in the afternoon. At this time, the sun is still relatively abundant.

Standing in the window of the high-rise building, you can see the entire river, the field of vision is very vast, and at the same time, looking down, you can also see the street below is full of people coming and going, and it is very lively.

Looking at the time, he decided to try the local delicacies.

Yesterday's girl from the ethnic minority really made a deep impression on Hou Ping'an. And they are all the most real women in life. Life is never romantic, but everyone's burden.

Hou Ping'an never laughed at those who worked hard to earn money and lived a serious life.

This small county town is not a tourist city, so there are not many people from other places. This lively neighborhood isn't long, but there's plenty to eat. Along the way, there are places where you can forage.

"A bowl of ravioli!" Hou Ping'an sat on a small table set up on the sidewalk on the street, which was the kind of small table that could be folded, and the chair was also the kind of small stool.

"Okay!" The boss agreed.

"Handsome guy, do you want something else? Sauce board, duck feet, barbecue. Do you want beer? "The person talking to Hou Ping'an is a young girl, who looks pretty good.

This is probably the standard configuration of all hotel night market stalls.

The girl is not beautiful, and she can't attract guests!

To tell the truth, Hou Ping'an was pulled in by this beautiful little girl, without the slightest intention of resisting. After all, this is an advantage, making money, not chilling, who can still make irresponsible remarks?

The bread in the small wonton is pickled vegetables and diced meat, which tastes good, fresh and spicy, and the soup is very delicious, and the big meat and bones are boiled out, and Hou Ping'an can still taste it.

"Once upon a time, now it has passed, and it will never come again, the red and red leaves are buried in the dust, the beginning and the end have not changed, and you are floating outside the white clouds on the edge of the sky......"

A young man with a few companions on the side of the street with a stereo, holding a guitar and playing and singing.

The voice is still very rich, it doesn't sound like a little boy's creaminess at all, and it can't sing much vicissitudes, but it sings some ethereal feelings.

When the song was finished, some people were applauding, and it was all those companions. Occasionally, passers-by will shout hello.

"Dude, do you believe in love?" Hou Ping'an said to a young couple beside him.

The young man looked at Hou Ping'an and sat away vigilantly.

But the girl laughed: "You say! "It's for the boys. She's like listening to the answers.

The boy couldn't be pestered by the girl, so he whispered: "You're sick, you don't even want to answer the words of strangers, right?" That's! ”

"You don't answer!" The girl is still stubborn.

The boy couldn't, thought about it and said, "I definitely believe in love!" Isn't this what we mean by love? ”

Girl: "You didn't answer right away. ”

Boy: "I hesitated because I had to think about it before I answered you, not because I answered this very holy question lightly, you know?" The more solemn I am, the slower I am to answer, you know? ”

Hou Ping'an gave the boy a thumbs up.

The girl saw Hou Ping'an's movements and smiled. But there was no accosting. Hou Ping'an still has to ask questions.

"Excuse me, are you going to get married?"

"Well, you're really sick, isn't it interesting to ask this? Why are we together if we don't get married? The boy pulled the girl, "Let's go, let's eat on the other side!" ”

As he spoke, he really took the girl's hand and went to the table on the other side.

Hou Ping'an smiled.

He suddenly longed for the current feeling of a couple. In fact, everyone may have a different view of love. But regardless of the opinion, the end result is a marriage.

Hou Ping'an looked at the couple sitting with their backs to them, and then looked at the crowd coming and going in the street, raised his wine glass, and then said to himself silently: "For love!" ”

He knows the word love, but he is very confused about love, and the reason why he asks this question is not because he wants to get a standard answer.

Love, where is the standard answer!

It's just that: green as plum March rain, falling into light fog and flying into smoke, looking at the mountains outside the mountain......

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