Three days later, in Qiunan Town, Yucai No. 1 Middle School.

In the classroom of the first class of the second year of high school, the students exchanged heads and talked about each other.

The theme of their discussion was that the language teacher was going to be changed.

Madoka and Chen Zhenyi are both small and at the same table. Xiaoyuan's full name is Pu Xingyuan, with a fat head and big ears, a high and bulging face squeezes his mouth into two thick pieces, and there is only a slit left in his eyes, and the scalp can be seen if he cuts his head.

"Alas, Niubi, you said that the new Chinese teacher is a man and a woman?" Madoka sat on the desk, and her fat ass almost covered the entire desktop.

Chen Zhen leaned lazily on the chair, clasped his hands on his chest, squinted and took a nap, and lazily spit out a sentence: "It's better to be a Thai girl with a smoking voice, scare you to death."

"Damn, I didn't expect your cow nose to taste so strong, I really didn't see it!" Madoka squirmed her ass, and her desk groaned in pain.

Chen Zhenyi felt a wave of heat rushing towards his face, and scolded angrily: "I'll wipe it, you are a labor prisoner who doesn't change your life, and you ...... Lao Tzu."

"Hahaha......"

There was a burst of laughter in the classroom......

Chen Zhen, who opened his eyes, was dumbfounded, and there was an elegant and handsome middle-aged man standing on the podium, dressed in a gray robe, holding a folding fan, staring at him with a serious face.

Except for Xiao Yuan, who had his head down and his shoulders were shaking, the eyes of the whole class were staring at him.

Chen Zhen felt that his whole body was hot, and his ears were almost cooked, so he couldn't wait to find a crack in the ground to get into, and kept kicking the fat man next to him with one foot.

"What do you want to say, classmate?" The elegant and handsome middle-aged man on the podium asked gently.

"Ahh That one... You're a new Chinese teacher, right? The teacher is so ......," Chen Zhenyi said loudly.

"I'm a new teacher, what did you just say?" The teacher looked at Chen Zhenyi with a serious face.

You heard this, but I didn't mean you, Chen Zhenyi's mind spun rapidly, and he said: "I'm asking Pu Xingyuan, let's go eat on the old street today, we call the old street Lao Shou, well, that's it."

"You're a genius, you don't even make drafts of bragging, it's really a bull's nose, but can you not bring Lao Tzu!" Pu Xingyuan glanced up at Chen Zhenyi with a resentful expression.

"Is the food on the street delicious?" The elegant and handsome teacher looked at the students present and asked, "Which one is Pu Xingyuan?" ”

"Teacher, I'm Pu Xingyuan, and the food I changed is not very delicious, or our school cafeteria is better" Pu Xingyuan stood up and replied, Chen Zhenyi was smiling when he saw the flesh on his face.

"Well, try not to eat roadside stalls, it's unhygienic, you both sit down!" The elegant and handsome Chinese teacher said gently.

"Hello students, I am your new Chinese teacher, my name is Kong Xianhe, you can call me Teacher Kong or Mr. Kong in the future, let's start class......

"Did you just fart in my face?" Chen Zhenyi asked in a low voice.

Pu Xingyuan glanced at the teacher on the podium, bowed his head and said, ", don't lie to a good person!" ”

Chen Zhenyi clearly felt a strong and powerful air flow just now, could it be that the qi came from this Mr. Kong?

I spent all the classes in the fugue, and it wasn't until the bell rang that Chen Zhenyi came back, and I didn't hear what the teacher said at all, only to see the blackboard read:

The soil is a mountain, and the wind and rain are prosperous; The water becomes an abyss, and the dragon is born; Accumulate goodness into virtue, and the gods are self-satisfied, and the sacred heart is prepared.

Yucai Middle School, cafeteria.

Pu Xingyuan took the plate and came to the opposite side of Chen Zhenyi, sat down, took a bite of rice into his mouth, and said softly: "This new teacher has a personality!" Don't you see the fan in his hand? ”

Chen Zhenyi lowered his head to eat, ignoring Pu Xingyuan.

Pu Xingyuan didn't care about him, and said to himself: "It's already so cold this day, he still has a fan, and besides, do you pay attention, but the painting on the fan is Wu Daozi's painting, and it looks like it's real."

Chen Zhenyi raised his head abruptly and asked, "Do you still know Wu Daozi's paintings?" ”

Pu Xingyuan thought: Who do you look down on, I am a descendant of Tufuzi, and I also have some research in this area, and said: "My father followed a boss a few years ago, and he had antiques, and he told me some, not to say that he was an expert, but I also know a little."

"So, this teacher is not simple, isn't it?" Chen Zhenyi asked.

Pu Xingyuan shook his head seriously and said: "It's hard to say, he is really different from other teachers, how to say it, it seems to have a bookish atmosphere."

Chen Zhenyi smiled coldly and said, "He is a Chinese teacher, can he teach Chinese without bookishness?" ”

"It's not that bookish atmosphere, it's ......, oops, I can't say it" Pu Xingyuan lowered his head and picked up the rice.

"You two haven't finished eating yet?" The sound of a silver bell rippled in my ears like a wave of water.

Chen Zhenyi saw Li Suya, who was smiling, with bright eyes and bright teeth, eyes like water, fair skin, and a tear mole in the corner of her left eye, sitting on the side with a lunch box, looking at herself with a smile.

"Why are you here? The good things have been robbed," Pu Xingyuan asked before he could swallow the food he was chewing in his mouth.

Li Suya smiled: "I don't like to rob others, I can eat whatever I have!" ”

Seeing that there were only a few potatoes, a few slices of greens and a few tomatoes mixed with egg residue in her lunch box, Chen Zhenyi sandwiched the chicken thighs on his plate into her lunch box and said, "I have eaten too much, you can help me eat it!" ”

"Tut-tut, why don't you give me food!" Pu Xingyuan coaxed on the side.

"Then I'll give you ......" Li Suya picked up the chicken leg and sent it to Pu Xingyuan, Pu Xingyuan just wanted to take it, but when he saw Chen Zhenyi looking like he was going to eat people, he had to smile and said: "I'm full, I can't eat anymore, you can eat!" ”

"Thank you......" Li Suya smiled at Chen Zhenyi, picked up a piece of potato and put it in her mouth.

"What did you send me that night? I haven't seen you withdraw yet" Chen Zhenyi has been haunted by the thunder that night, and wants to confirm it.

Li Suya smiled, but a trace of panic flashed in her eyes, and said, "It's nothing, I accidentally clicked on the wrong one."

"Hey, there's a situation! Which night? When, what did you two do? Pu Xingyuan looked like he wanted to gossip.

"Why is it that you have something to do anywhere, and you can't stop your mouth when you eat?" Chen Zhen stared at Pu Xingyuan viciously.

"I said Li Suya, when you send a message in the middle of the night, you can see it clearly and send it again, and it will be sent to my mobile phone, don't comfort you, I'm afraid you'll be scared, comfort you, and I'm afraid that the cow's nose will be jealous, you make me in a dilemma!" Pu Xingyuan glanced at Chen Zhenyi, and then said: "You still sent thunder, I'm so afraid!" Do you want me to comfort you, or do you want to come to you in the middle of the night? ”

Li Suya's face flushed, and she lowered her head and did not speak.

"If you don't say a word, no one will treat you as a dumb person!" Chen Zhenyi slapped Pu Xingyuan's head, which could see his scalp.

So Li Suya did hear thunder that night, but why did she deny it? Or did she just accidentally send it wrong?

If it really thundered that night, and only himself and Li Suya heard the thunder, is this possible? It's not scientific......

"Of course, science is not omnipotent," Chen explains.

That familiar breath came again.

Sure enough, with an elegant and handsome appearance, the same gray robe, a gentle and solemn smile, and a folding fan in his hand, Chinese teacher Kong Xianhe walked towards him.

"Why did he come out with a gust of wind? Is this the so-called walking with the wind? A man who walks with the wind? Sounds very unserious! Chen Zhenyi watched Kong Xianhe's graceful movements, packed up his plate and prepared to leave.

"That classmate, you wait......" still in a gentle voice.

Chen Zhenyi raised his head with a smile and said, "Mr. Kong, are you calling me?" ”。

"Have you finished eating? I have something to ask you, I wonder if you have time? Kong Xianhe was very polite, but this politeness made Chen Zhenyi's hair stand on end, and he had a sense of foreboding.

"Oh, sir, excuse me"

"Can you take a step to speak?" Kong Xianhe is not impatient, elegant, or graceful, but in Chen Zhenyi's opinion, there is something wrong with this teacher.

"You are sir, I am a student, I listen to sir's ......"

"Please ......"

Chen Zhenyi just wanted to say "please", but he didn't feel appropriate, so he closed his mouth and walked out of the cafeteria. I've been muttering in my heart, I don't seem to be related to him, right? Could it be that there is a demonic heart hidden under his elegant appearance......

In the middle of the poplar forest outside the cafeteria, the grass covered with yellow leaves is a little soft.

"What is your problem, sir?" Chen Zhenyi looked around uneasily.

Kong Xianhe smiled elegantly and said gently: "Don't be nervous, relax......"

"Damn, let me relax, what the hell do you want to do? I'm a serious person, and my orientation is fine" Chen Zhenyi was flustered for a while, glanced at the Chinese teacher, and said, "Don't be nervous, if you have any questions, please ask!" ”

"How old are you?"

"No, I guessed right, he wanted to treat me badly?" Chen Zhenyi became more and more uneasy, turned his head and saw Xiaoyuan and Li Suya standing by the window of the cafeteria, looking at himself and Teacher Kong, and said, "Teacher, I was born in 01 and am seventeen years old this year."

Kong Xianhe shook his head and said, "I feel that you have a very mature taste, you should be more than seventeen years old, right?" ”。

I am precocious, but that is psychological, physiologically still a child, Chen Zhen smiled and said: "Sir, I have a classmate who said that you have a kind of bookish ......, I don't know if what you said is mature and this bookish is the same truth?" ”。

This kid is not bad, he can be taught! Kong Xianhe smiled knowingly and said, "That's pretty much what it means, let's talk again when we have time, by the way, pay attention to the lecture in class......"

Kong Xianhe stepped on the fallen leaves and walked away, Chen Zhenyi looked at the back of this elegant and handsome Chinese teacher, and suddenly felt that the Chinese teacher not only had a bookish atmosphere, but also a clear taste like an old wine, like an arrogant and elegant scholar who came out of a history book.

It's just that the white air flow that emanates from his body seems to have a very pure and vigorous power, and every step he takes, the corrupt aura around him seems to be retreating.