Exhale, exhale, exhale, exhale. After taking N deep breaths in a row, I slowly stepped onto the podium.All the people in the classroom had left, only the man on the podium was left to tidy up his things in a leisurely manner. I said, "Teacher Song." He raised his head and glanced at me with dark and quiet eyes. I heard the sound of my heart skipping a beat. I gritted my teeth, and I gave it a go. I introduced myself loudly: "Teacher, I am Qin Qing from Class Nine!" He didn't speak, just smiled slightly in his eyes. I swallowed my saliva, and with the determination of a martyr to break my wrist, I stuck my neck and shouted: "Teacher, I love you!"

"How, how? How did it turn out?!" As soon as he returned to the dormitory, a group of people surrounded him. I replied feebly, "I did." "Then what? Teacher Song's reaction?" There was a glint in the eyes of the group of people. "Ah, that's it." "What is this?" I spread my hands: "This is Teacher Song's reaction." To be exact, he seemed to be taken aback at the time, and then looked at me meaningfully and said, "Ah, that's it." I leaned my head on Xiao Xue's shoulder beside me and mourned, "Do you think I'm dead?"

Xiao Xue stroked my head gently, and the big-tailed wolf comforted me: "It's okay, it's okay, isn't it just another year of study, and it's considered a graduate school." fuck her. I shook her off and went back to the bed, facing the bright red fifty-nine points on the school system website on the computer screen, and let the tears of regret flow slowly down my face at a forty-five-degree angle. Looking at the three big characters of Song Ziyan in the teacher, my intestines are purple with regret. It is said that he is a sea turtle who came back from a well-known foreign university. It is said that he started his own business outside the school and owns a listed company. It is said that he is handsome, wise, and imposing. It is said that every time he attends a class, no matter whether he is an elective student or not, he can crowd the classroom.── ─He is so popular that he never even rolls his name in class, because no one would be so stupid as to miss his class.

It is said that this year's elective course was originally reported by the students to the counselor through the class monitor, but because too many students chose his course, they had to fill in again in the end.In order to maintain fairness, he chose to register online, but the school's registration system, which was only open at 5 pm that day, was maxed out at 3 pm. I shook my head and sighed that a beautiful man is fiercer than a tiger, and at the same time joined the people's team of applicant Haohao Tangtang. I have to say that I was very lucky, and one of the 120 places in the school fell on my head.On the day when the result came out, tears filled my eyes with gratitude, and I wished I could burn three sticks of incense in the direction of my ancestral grave.

Thank you ancestors for blessing, I finally don't have to skip class tremblingly! But who can tell me, why did this teacher who never called the name indicate zero attendance on my final exam score?Why did I let my four years of college leave such a tragic sum in the end? !Why did I, the Titanic, escape the icebergs of professional courses, but run aground on a small beach? ! The worst thing is that elective courses are only available for one semester, which means that if you have to wait for the make-up exam, you can only wait until next year to take the exam with the current junior, which means that I will be a repeat student in the university.

When I first heard the news, I didn't take it seriously.Graduation is approaching, and many policies of the school turn a blind eye to us. I remember a boy in the next class who was brave enough to enter the fourth-level examination room. When the invigilator caught him cheating on the spot, he only said something in a low voice. "Teacher, I'm already in my senior year." The short sentence made the teacher feel sympathetic and speechless on the spot, and chose to release the water on the spot. As long as the school starts to ask for mercy, there is no problem.I think optimistically.

Only after school started did I realize how stupid and naive my thoughts were at the time. It was said that a schoolgirl who was a school girl begged with tears in her eyes, but Song Jingui turned a blind eye to it and was as cold as ice.It is said that a brother who missed out on a special scholarship because of elective courses was tirelessly chasing and intercepting him. Impatiently, Song Jingui changed his eighty-five points to fifty-five in one stroke... Behind the gentle and elegant appearance, Song Jingui contains a very yellow and violent heart. At this point, I really regret and can't sleep at night.

In desperation, the imperialist classic Friends gave me inspiration. The handsome little boy said to Ross: "Teacher, I love you!" Whether it is a Chinese monk or a foreign monk, as long as he can knock the wooden fish, he can become a Buddha immediately. So there was the opening scene. But why didn't Song Jingui show any sign of being at a loss?Could it be that this trick can't do anything to him? No, it's impossible.Even if he is not a teacher, he should blush to show how much someone courtes him.But there were only two idioms to describe his reaction from the beginning to the end, one was suddenly enlightened, and the other was full of interest.

I didn't dare to think too much about the failure of the plan and the possibility of studying for another year, and I made up my mind to add fuel and fire tomorrow. The next day I got up early and waited at the door of the teaching building. From a distance, he walked over, bathed in the morning light, his whole body seemed to be coated with a layer of golden light, his steps were calm and confident, really looking like a tree facing the wind.I swallowed my saliva and hurried to meet him. He nodded at me: "Qin Qing from class nine, is there something wrong?" I nodded my head and walked behind him, holding my throat in a shy manner: "Teacher, I have been waiting for you here for a long time. This is the breakfast I bought for you in the cafeteria."

He stopped in his tracks, looked at me thoughtfully, and took it. I smiled: "If the teacher likes it, I will bring breakfast every day from now on." After a while, he pondered: "About what you said yesterday..." His voice trailed off, as if thinking.I didn't give the enemy a chance, and immediately made a generous statement: "Teacher, I have liked you since the first day you came here. I like your eyebrows, your eyes, your nose, and your mouth. Every word you say I take it all to heart, and hearing your voice makes me feel happy. I like you so much that I like it like crazy, I can’t live without you, you are the goal of my life, the direction of my life, my shadow in the dark Morning star, light up my steps."

The first half was sour enough, but the second half was broken into an application for joining the party. I was talking nonsense and spitting. He didn't speak all the time, just looked at me with a quiet half-smile, and I suddenly felt like a monkey on the stage and stopped talking embarrassingly. After a while, he finally said, "So I'm so important to you." I nod and nod and nod. "Since you like me so much." He said slowly, and there seemed to be a little more smile in his voice: "Then let's date." "The result is obvious." Xiao Xue concluded while eating melon seeds: "He wants to rule you out." "Gah? It's so serious." I put my arms around my chest and looked terrified. "Crack!" A melon seed fell on my head, and Xiao Xue rolled my eyes: "Don't pretend to be a girl who was robbed of marriage by a bully, how many girls in school want to be sneaked by Song Ziyan." Sun Yunyun on the next bed snorted coldly: "I'm afraid even Qin Qing doesn't have the capital to be sneaked by others." Is this consolation, I am silent. Xiao Xue got up and climbed directly onto my bed, and whispered mysteriously: "Don't tell others about you and Song Ziyan in the future, they will be jealous." I wondered: "Didn't you save me for this idea of ​​courtship?" She said to me: "That's because no one would have thought of this development. They all dare not move and want to use you as a pawn. They never dreamed that Song Ziyan was interested in you." I felt that my femininity was underestimated, so I asked sullenly, "Did I be underestimated?" "It's not that I underestimate you, but I'm not threatened." She comforted me: "Don't you all know that you have Su Yawen in your heart?" My heart ached and I couldn't say a word.Afraid of being spotted by her, I changed the subject: "Song Jingui asked me to wait for him at the school gate tomorrow afternoon, do you think I will go?" Xiao Xue said: "It's up to you to decide. In fact, I don't think Song Ziyan is that kind of person." Seeing me frowning and hesitating, she asked me narrowly, "Are you afraid that your vinegar tank will know?" I was still undecided, but what she said made me make up my mind: "I'll go." After Xiao Xue climbed back, I opened my eyes and looked at the white ceiling of the dormitory, but what appeared in front of my eyes was Su Yawen's handsome smiling face.He loves to laugh very much. I remember the first time I saw him was in the freshman mountaineering club. He was a senior from the neighboring school who came to pick us up.The car drove slowly to the destination, he stood up from the front row, and said to everyone with a smile: "Hello, newcomers, I am Su Yawen, and I am in charge of your activity, that is to say, during these three days I will It's all yours." His teeth are white, and against his thin and tall figure and handsome appearance, he is quite attractive. When he smiles, it seems that the sun outside the car is shining on his face. The sentence "our people" immediately makes us who are still a little reserved laugh stand up. A boy asked, "Can I ask you a question?" "Yes, of course." He pretended to be serious: "If you have any questions, you should ask them, and if you have no problems, you should also ask nonsense questions." "Senior Brother Su, do you have a girlfriend?" A female voice rang out, and the carriage was silent for a while. Unfortunately, the one who blurted it out was me. In his astonished eyes and the sights of the people around me, I slowly shrank, wishing I could lower my head into the dust. I avoided him for the next few days, and when he explained things to us, I looked down at my toes.In fact, not many people kept this incident in their hearts. Firstly, we didn’t know each other at first, and secondly, everyone wanted to have fun.In fact, he was more handsome the first time I met him, and I don't know why I was so bold and embarrassing. Everyone is interested, saying that mountain climbing is actually a slightly difficult outing.There is a pontoon bridge on the mountain. The pontoon bridge is covered with pieces of wood. There are dense nets underneath to ensure safety. Walking up and wandering is very interesting and there will be no accidents.Everyone was elated, only I was pale and covered in cold sweat. I walked a little while holding on to the railing, even though I knew it was safe, but looking at the deep ravine in front of me, I still felt like I could jump out with a thumping heart.I walked forward tremblingly, thinking to myself that if I have a fear of heights and come to climb the mountain, I feel embarrassed if I don’t smoke myself. He who was walking in front stopped, walked over, reached out and held my hand, and said, "Don't look down, follow me." His hands were warm and broad, holding mine tightly, and his pace was intentionally slow.I no longer felt afraid or panicked, and felt inexplicably settled down.But for some reason, my head seemed to be more dizzy, and my heart beat faster. I muttered to myself: "Holding hands is more exciting than fear of heights." My voice was so small that I didn't expect him to hear it.Looking back at me, the corners of the mouth curved into a beautiful arc, and the eyes were black and bright. Looking at the dark eye sockets in the mirror, I sighed, it’s so cruel to get up at 12 noon on a big weekend! !Although the partner was very strange and the process was very strange, but out of respect for the date and some secret joy, I still dressed up very solemnly. When I walked to the school gate, I saw a car parked there, with a streamlined design and a body shining in the sun. I tilted my head to look at the sign in front of me, and opened my mouth silently.Tsk tsk, I probably can't buy a wheel with all my belongings.When I got around the car, I suddenly smiled. Song Ziyan was leaning on the side of the car, with a little bit of red star smoke in his hands, his face was clouded by the smoke, only his eyes were still clear and calm, he smiled when he saw me: "Come here?" Any man who is not ugly standing next to this car will not be too ugly, let alone Song Ziyan, who is originally a bit of a disaster.And any woman would not be unhappy to have such a man waiting, not to mention me, who was already somewhat vain, I smiled sweetly, a rare lady: "Well, the teacher has been waiting for a long time." He raised his wrist and looked at his watch, with a serious tone: "Next time, remember to have a sense of time." If I want to kill more scenery, I took a look at the car and his face, and decided not to bother with him. The car was driving all the way, sitting in such a car and blowing the breeze, sitting next to a man with a dignified and pleasing appearance, although he didn't say a word, the silence was too thorough, but I was still in a happy mood. It’s just that the music in the car is a bit weird, it’s a monotonous and repetitive melody back and forth, I kindly reminded it: “Is this disk scratched, why is there only the prelude and no one can sing?” He turned his head and glanced at me, with a flat tone: "This is a form of music in Northern Europe." I silently lowered my head.Miaoyu once said to Daiyu: "You are really an ordinary person." I feel that I was just a grandmother Liu.Although his expression didn't change and his tone was normal, I felt that I was still despised. Fortunately, he then said: "If you don't like to hear it, let's change it." I looked at the contents of the CD box, and found that they were all in foreign languages. I guess they were all similar, so I said, "It's okay." He said: "Actually, I don't like it very much. I just want to sleep when I listen to it." It turns out that he is not Yangchun Baixue. I felt like I had found an alliance, so I warmly suggested: "In this case, I will bring you a few disks next time. They are all very lively." "No need," he said. "You're welcome, I have plenty over there." "I'm not being polite to you, but I don't need it." He glanced at me lightly and said slowly, "I borrowed this car." I borrowed the car, and I admit I choked on that statement. Should I call him vain or praise him for his honesty, I can't say: "Hey, teacher, the car you borrowed is really cool." After a while of silence, I picked a safer topic: "Teacher's clothes look nice today." It's very casual and casual, more calm and elegant than the shirt he always wears in class. He smiled: "Don't worry, this dress is not borrowed." Ya wanted to choke me to death, so I remained silent. For the first time, I found that polite communication between people is an extremely difficult thing. He opened his mouth slightly again, and the hairs all over my body stood up in defense, only to hear him say: "Since it's our first date, I should be more serious." I just woke up from the dream of Xiangche Meiren, and suddenly remembered the purpose of my visit this time, I quickly lowered my head and fiddled with my fingers to pretend to be shy: "Teacher, there is no need to do this, as long as I see you, I will be happy." Enduring the sourness in my stomach Water, I even threw a wink at it. He looked at me and said, "Really?" I retracted my chin at forty-five degrees, and silence is better than sound at this time. "Then don't be so polite." His tone was strangely gentle: "Call me Yanyan."