It's okay, don't flirt!

The first essence of gossiping behind the scenes is to be calm, and then win with wisdom.Yan Jing didn't look back, hooked his brother on the back and continued, "Our principal knows how to hold theory and seek truth in the impetuous world, just like Mr. He."

This flattery should be a good shot, and he turned his body rigorously, "Oh, principal, what a coincidence?"

He didn't know that Ming Zhiyan was also a student of Mr. He, and he had never attended a party before, so he should call him senior brother?

"Speaking ill of elders behind their backs, junior brother, this is not in accordance with etiquette."

Rigorous as if he was constipated and unable to speak, he always felt that he was taking advantage of him, but his serious expression made it difficult to grasp the pigtail.He Jili saw Mingzhiyan's old face wrinkled with joy, "Zhiyan, here we come."

Knowing that the fifth class is very rigorous, the students of the new class don't know this senior.He Jili introduced Ming Zhiyan to his students, especially the roll call was rigorous, "Look at your senior brother, this is the only one who is excellent in character and learning."

The seniors who have already studied for three years have the same admiration for Ming Zhiyan, and they hold their seniors and think back to the past.

"Brother Ming has perfect marks in every discipline."

"It almost won the hearts of all junior sisters back then."

"But the senior brother kept himself clean, put his studies first, dismissed all the girls with righteous words, and this is our spring." Speaking of this, the group of wretched senior brothers were all grateful.

"Brother Ming is a god."

"It's the first legend!"

Hey, dare to feel that you have inherited Ming Zhiyan's throne?No, why is there a feeling of being taken advantage of?Yan Jing twisted his neck, turned his face to the sky, and snorted softly, "Isn't it just learning after all?"

When the senior sisters heard that someone was blaspheming their male gods, they gathered around Yan Jing and attacked them, "Jin'er, I'm afraid you don't read the front page of the book, go back and look through the teaching material writing group of the introduction to education, Brother Ming will guide you, teach you You are the master of men."

"Xiao Jin'er, Senior Brother Fengshen not only studies well, but also is courteous and courteous. He has the aura of a noble son from a noble family in every gesture, exuding a fairy air all over his body."

"You, being named the second generation, is all about being able to be a demon."

Everyone laughed.

These people are all gossip!Didn't you always praise yourself before!Frustrated by being squeezed out rigorously, she hugged her gift and threw it into the arms of Mr. He.

"Teacher, I wish you blessings like the East China Sea and longevity in Nanshan Mountain. This is a congratulatory gift prepared by your disciple. Please accept it with a smile."

He Lao took the gift he was holding in both hands, opened the small box, and there was a green ink-colored stone seal lying inside.

"I carved it myself."

He Jili has always loved calligraphy and painting, so he naturally liked such a gift, and couldn't hold back his smile, "You, the best gift you can give me is to make fewer troubles."

The rigor was a little proud, and I felt that I had regained my confidence, like a big rooster with a flowery tail, shaking its head, and when he turned around, he knew that he also came forward with a gift.

"What did the brother give you?" He raised his elbow to poke Ming Zhiyan, unconsciously thinking that this was a competition between the first generation and the second generation.

"This is Wenshan Zisha teapot."

He Jili's eyes lit up, "Didn't Mr. Wen retire from firing a few years ago?" He carefully held the pot and played with it carefully.

Mingzhi said: "Mr. Wen and my grandfather are friends, and the old man gave the younger generation a face."

Yan Jing doesn't understand these things, but seeing Mr. He's crazy appearance, he knows that this thing is definitely worth money.What kind of aristocratic son, isn't it just a good reincarnation.

"It's not that I burned it myself to show off." Yan Jing muttered in a low voice.

Ming Zhiyan picked up the rigorous congratulatory gift, "Is this from the younger brother?"

He Jili put down the purple sand pot and said with a smile, "This kid carved a square seal himself, not bad."

Ming Zhiyan looked at the lettering, then at the rigor, "Not bad."

When he listened carefully, his tail trembled, and the corners of his eyes twitched, thinking that the senior brother was actually not bad.

Ming Zhiyan also said, "The lines are simple and unadorned, just like the temperament of the younger brother."

Elder He also spoke up, "Oh, you are spiritual, but you just don't listen to discipline."

Rigorous and angry, he wanted to bark his teeth, what a good thing, it's simply a human face with a beast's heart, hiding evil intentions!If you have the ability, you speak ill of people behind your back, and speak ill of you in front of people, so that people can't talk back, villain!

Strictly puffed up, he returned to the banquet and comforted himself with delicious food.

Ming Zhiyan looked at his back and smiled lightly.

The seniors saw that the juniors poked hard with chopsticks as if they had a grudge against the chicken nuggets, "What's wrong? If you can't pick it up, grab it with your hands."

"You can't pick it up!" Yan Jing tied a piece, stuffed it into his mouth and chewed vigorously.

"Hey, why are you angry and scolded again? Isn't it a common thing?"

Sighing rigorously, he said in a muffled voice, "Are you doing well?"

The seniors are overjoyed, this guy has a sense of crisis, and after four years of madness, someone can finally cure him.They were not afraid to add fuel to the fire, and teased:

"It's nothing special to study well, but I'm afraid that if you grow well, you will still learn from it."

"In addition to being rich, hey, Jin'er, I guess you have never tasted this feeling."

He stared at his brothers rigorously and bitterly.

Someone said again, "Everyone's transcripts are all full marks. You probably haven't experienced this before."

In his eyes, this plate of meat is not only knowing what he said, but the seniors have also been attached to it.

The senior brother is still making up his knife, "Now I have to work under his subordinates, Jiner, work hard."

Strict and airy, with meat still in his mouth, he opened his mouth and said, "He is only a few years older than you and has become the principal, don't you feel ashamed?"

"It's okay, Brother Ming is a legend, and we have always admired him."

"That's right, we are mortals and we can't compare. Jin'er, don't put too much pressure on you. Although they are all legends, they are only five years older than you, but their background is better than yours."

Yan Yan grabbed the wine glass and wanted to relieve his worries, so the senior brother stuffed him with a bottle of orange juice, "No drinking."

The seniors stopped teasing him, those who went to celebrate the teacher's birthday, and those who dug the object, all lost their minds.There was another rigorous person left at the dinner table, holding a drink bottle in one hand and a chicken in the other.

Ming Zhiyan sat next to him, seeing him like this, thought it was funny, "As expected, Junior Brother is still young and doesn't know how to drink yet."

People have self-esteem, and they can't be suppressed in everything. Dogs will jump over the wall when they are in a hurry.

"Full!"

Knowing that Yan didn't have the self-consciousness to be a waiter, he was holding a piece of fish into his mouth and chewing slowly.Rigorous and a little embarrassed, he cleared his throat, calmly held the wine bottle and poured himself a glass, taking a sip.

"Junior Brother, what about wine table etiquette?" Ming Zhiyan pointed to his wine glass, motioning for him to pour himself a glass too.

Why do you always get overwhelmed?Strictly curling his lips, he still filled up Ming Zhiyan's words.

Ming Zhiyan held the wine glass, touched the rigorous glass, "I wish my junior brother a bright future."

Yan Yan laughed twice, "Thank you, brother." How much salary I will pay is not up to you?

"Doesn't Junior Brother have a toast?" Yan Jing drank two glasses of wine, his chest was burning, and he squeezed some cold dishes.Hearing Ming Zhiyan's words, I filled two more cups, thinking what blessings do you need for your life like this?After thinking for a while, he said, "I wish senior brother a long life."

Knowing that Yan sipped his wine with a smile, he looked serious, his cheeks were slightly flushed, it seemed that he really couldn't drink, so he got up and went to the waiter, wanting to make a pot of tea.

Yan Jing's head started to go dizzy, no one was looking at him, and he poured himself another drink.

Knowing that when Yan came back, Yan Jing had already surrounded a few junior brothers, while snatching the cup from Yan Jing's hand, he shouted angrily, "Which two hundred and five can get him drunk."

Ming Zhiyan approached, without changing his face, "I had two drinks with my junior brother, what's the matter?"

"Hehe, Brother Ming, if you want to drink, let's accompany you." Several people laughed uglier than crying, and they didn't know whether to explain first or apologize first.

Strictly sitting in the seat, he felt a voice above his head, raised his head and looked at everyone silly, "Dad."

Knowing that Yan was so frightened that he couldn't hold the teapot in his hand steadily, the brothers covered their faces and sighed, "It's over."

Rigorous, poor capacity for alcohol, strange wine, no one knew about it at the beginning.At a party, the brother drank a few drinks, and Yan Jing became drunk.When I got drunk, I called him Dad. At first, everyone thought it was fun, and I didn't take advantage of the bastard, but it didn't take long before I regretted it.This guy is too obsessive, he wants to be hugged, to be held high, to play horseback riding, and he will cry if he doesn't agree!Finally going to sleep and listening to nursery rhymes, the seniors were tormented half their lives.

"Senior Brother Ming...Although he said that brothers and sisters are respectful, but...you have to eat the consequences of evil." Several people bowed deeply, sent their best wishes, and then ran away.

Rigorous cheeks were flushed, watery eyes fluttered, looked at Ming Zhiyan and smiled, "Dad."

Ming Zhiyan sat down calmly, poured him a cup of tea, and handed it to him, "I'm not your father."

"Then when is my dad coming?"

"In a while, honey, drink some water."

Nodding rigorously, holding the cup, lowering his head and sipping, after drinking the water, he turned his head again, as if he lost his memory, and foolishly called Ming Zhiyan's father.

Knowing that he was tasting the bad results he had planted, he finally acquiesced without saying a word, and kept pouring tea in his hands.But I poured down a pot, why didn't I wake up a little...

"Dad, I want to go to the bathroom." Yan Jing shook Ming Zhiyan's sleeve.

Knowing that he looks like a young child and feels helpless, he should take him back early and put him to sleep.He stood up, but rigorously grabbed him, frowning, "I want to pee."

Knowingly, patted his head, "Go right away."

He went to bid farewell to He Jili, and then walked to the bathroom with Yan Jing.

Standing rigorously, he couldn't untie the buttons for a long time, and looked at Ming Zhiyan with aggrieved eyes.Knowing that Yan was stunned for a long time, the hand holding his shoulder moved down resignedly.Covering the slightly raised lower part with his right hand, he carefully pinched the zipper, pulled it down little by little, and then put it on with his rigorous right hand, "Okay."

Strictly grinning, he reached out to pick it up, knowingly turned his head and pretended to look at the decoration of the bathroom.

"Ah!" Yan Jing turned to call Dad again, "Dad, my dick is different! Is it broken?"

Knowing that Yan lowered his head subconsciously, seeing the scene in front of him, his eyes were a little frozen, his Adam's apple moved strangely, "It's not broken, it's all like this."

"But, it was still like this yesterday." Yan Jing gestured with his right hand, while his left hand was still pinching.

Knowing that Yan coughed twice, looking at the movement of his hands, he gestured that it was a child's size, "That... it has grown up."

Playing with his baby rigorously and curiously, knowing that Yan couldn't take it anymore, he pressed his arm, "Don't you want to pee?"

Only then did Yan Jing think of the business, the chicken was raised high and ready to be released.

Can't you pee all over your face?Ming Zhiyan hurriedly held his hand to adjust the angle, and finally hit the bull's-eye.He finally understood that this kid really degenerated into a young child when he was drunk.