Chapter 50: I 175
The powerful aura generated by the two women made the entire conference room gloomy.
Wang Wenxuan took the lead in shuddering and got up.
"Made, let's eat."
"I'll freeze to death in a moment, these two crazy..."
Peace of mind, Zhao Qingyi turned his head at the same time at this moment, tacitly understanding, and looked at him, his eyes were as cold as ever.
Wang Wenxuan instantly got goosebumps all over his body, and decisively gave himself a mouth.
"I'm sorry, I owe it."
"Lao Tzu is wrong."
Arching his hand at the two, Wang Wenxuan turned around and left, his back a little embarrassed.
Luo Yun sneered: "Crazy Wang, this person is good anywhere, but it's a pity that he has a mouth." ”
"Tsk, he dares to comment on these two girls, not looking for..."
Luo Yun's voice stopped abruptly.
Looking at the two pairs of indifferent eyes, as well as the ice blade that had solidified in the air, Luo Yun did the same, and twitched his mouth.
"I'm from the reserves, and I'm also a critic."
The two beauties continued.
Saying that, Luo Yun gave each of the three teammates who were still stupid to watch the excitement: "What else do you want to see, I'll wait a while for these two crazy... Did the two beauties kill people? ”
", let's go."
"I dare to guarantee that if it is a little later, Wang Wenxuan's livestock will definitely have all the meat."
...
Luo Yun's words seemed to be enlightened, and everyone in the conference room except for Zhao Qingyi got up without hesitation and rushed towards the direction of the cafeteria.
Wang Wenxuan, that stupid B, can really do this.
It's a big deal to get beaten afterwards.
In just a few seconds, only Zhao Qingyi was left in the conference room, and the two of them were still looking at each other.
One person smiled sweetly.
One person was as cold as ice.
This contrast in momentum is like a beautiful picture, fascinating.
"Zhao Bingshan, your breasts, don't see it..."
An An smiled and took the lollipop and deliberately straightened his waist.
Zhao Qingyi's expression remained unchanged, still indifferent: "I'm 175 tall..."
...
The air seemed to freeze for such a moment, and An Xin gritted his teeth a little: "You have a cold face, don't want to marry in this life!" ”
"I'm 175..."
"What's so great about being tall, you cold-faced woman!"
"I'm 175..."
Tears of peace of mind.
Turn around and leave, without the slightest hesitation, when she was in school, this girl's popularity was higher than herself, so she came down to practice, and she was assigned to a fat place like the dark pavilion!
I was struggling to hand out flyers.
Every time I quarrel, I talk about my height!
Shameless, shameless!
The negative words that can be thought of by peace of mind are all attached to Zhao Qingyi at this time as labels.
And Zhao Qingyi was in peace of mind after leaving, clenching his small fists and making a victory posture.
The iceberg melted in his face and cheered.
But soon he coughed lightly, regained his cold image again, walked lightly, walked out of the conference room, and hurried towards the cafeteria.
If there was no meat, she would be numb...
It's just that no one saw that in the corner of the room, in the place where the flower pot is covered, there is a camera quietly placed.
"It's... Zhao Qingyi? ”
The Pavilion Lord looked at the surveillance screen, as if he was in deep thought.
There was also a staff member standing behind him, but at this time he looked surprised: "I have been in charge of the monitoring room for half a year, and it has always been like this since Zhao Qingyi came to practice." ”
Speaking of this, he also couldn't laugh or cry.
The Lin Pavilion Master kept making up for Zhao Qingyi's dusty temperament, and muttered with some suspicion: "Doesn't she know... Ink Pavilion, Dark Pavilion This kind of place, surveillance... A lot..."
"This girl doll is so cute."
Shaking his head with a smile, the Lin Pavilion Lord's expression gradually became serious.
"Have you found any problems lately?"
He asked, looking at the staff next to him.
The man shook his head a little helplessly: "No, Pavilion Master, are you a little worried, you can join the Ink Pavilion, your identity and background are very clean, there should be no problems." ”
Pavilion Master Lin frowned slightly, with a touch of helplessness in his eyes: "I don't want to look at my colleagues with suspicion, comrades-in-arms..."
"But..."
"Over the years, there have been too many lessons in blood."
"Especially this recent plan, there is so much to stake."
"Ugh..."
"In the past two days, I will accompany you in the monitoring room."
As he spoke, Pavilion Master Lin pulled out a chair in the corner and sat on it, took out a bunch of documents and materials, and just treated the monitoring room as a workplace.
And the staff continued to watch the surveillance screen carefully with ignorance, not letting go of every corner.
……
"Today, let's all go back and get some rest."
"Rest tomorrow."
"Prepare for the exam the day after tomorrow."
"You are the first batch of students I have ever led, and I hope to be the best I have ever taken in the future."
"It's been an honor to work with you for three years."
"The specific test location will be released on the official account of Moge in Jiangbei Province."
With a long sigh of relief, seeing that the students he had worked hard for three years were finally about to walk towards the somewhat ethereal dragon gate, even Liu Qingfeng's heart was a little throbbing, and there was reluctance in his eyes.
In the past three years, he has poured a lot of effort into these students.
From a warrior to a teacher.
Perhaps, he was not the best teacher, but he... Absolutely from the heart, I hope that these students are like dragons.
"Goodbye, teacher!"
At this moment, the students did not have the laziness of the past, got up neatly, bowed deeply in the direction of Liu Qingfeng, and their eyes were full of respect.
Perhaps, this teacher likes to talk to them every day about some familiar nonsense.
Perhaps, this teacher behaves very seriously every day.
Perhaps, this teacher likes to reprimand himself when he causes trouble.
But...
At least Liu Qingfeng really cares about them.
This point cannot be forgotten and dare not be forgotten.
Only Yu Sheng still sat in the corner a little dazed, looking at the sad emotions in the classroom, as if he didn't understand it, and couldn't even fit in.
Person... Why is it sad.
It's amazing that this emotion can be manifested in so many people at the same time.
In the rules of Sin City... Isn't grief the most important emotion in people's hearts?
Even, it will kill people.
Suddenly, the rest of my life couldn't even remember what this emotion felt, but I felt that everyone at this time seemed to be intoxicated.
And he is like an outsider...
In the wrong box.
"May you live up to three years of hard work and youth!"
"May you have the pride of a sword at the end of the exam!"
At this moment, behind Liu Qingfeng, the cyan blue long sword once again bloomed with its own color.
A sword roar echoed in the classroom.
With tears in their eyes, the students did not speak again, but remained silent, holding their school bags, leaving this long-familiar classroom, and even in this life, they may not return.
"Teacher Liu..."
"Thank you..."