Teacher, breathe for me

After untying a knot in his heart, Qiao Xiu slept quite soundly that night.

The result of high-quality sleep is that on weekdays, Mondays are so sleepy that the eyelids are alive and the 520 is blurred, but when he woke up today, Qiao Xiu felt refreshed and looked out the window through the curtains. A little bit of light makes the whole body comfortable.

He sat up unhurriedly, even stretched slowly, and took the phone to check the time.

Seven twenty?He must have misread the time, it should be six twenty.

Qiao Xiu rubbed his eyes and took another look. He was right, it was seven twenty.

Well, seven twenty.

Twenty seven?

Twenty seven!

Qiao Xiu jumped up from the bed, washed up violently like a storm, put on his clothes and took the exam papers, at the speed of rushing to eat shit, he rushed all the way to the school.

Riding against the wind on the road, he burst into tears while riding. It seems that the quality of high sleep is that he has no memory of when the alarm clock rings and he presses it.

It would be fine if there was no class in the first period, but the first period on Monday morning was his class. When Qiao Xiu rushed to the classroom, his hairstyle was still messy with a sense of casual art.

There was chatter in the class, because the teacher hadn't come yet, and Qiao Xiu fell silent as soon as he went in and walked to the podium to go to work.

Qiao Xiu supported the podium while panting, "Don't talk, let me be quiet."

Liu Mengmeng said, "Brother Qiao, are you okay? Did you come here for a morning run?"

Qiao Xiushun regained his breath: "Sorry, I'm late to bed." He glanced at the multimedia again, "Where's the network administrator? Turn on the computer, and I have to review the test paper today."

Then Qi Yan stood up from his seat and walked towards the podium.

Eh?

Qiao Xiu's thoughts slowed down due to running finally caught up, and he was shocked that Qi Yan was the audio-visual education committee member he personally appointed at that time!

A thousand worries, all kinds of remorse, and a moment of quick talk all boiled down to a huge "Oh shit!" written on Qiao Xiu's face.

When Qi Yan came up, Qiao Xiu stepped aside quietly, Qi Yan squatted down to turn on the computer, Qiao Xiu was ready to say: "Do you think this exam is difficult?"

In a word, the grievances in the class are flying all over the sky, why did you vomit blood in the exam, what went to the toilet to cry halfway through the exam, and why tears flowed in the middle of the exam, they are all stating a point-this time is so difficult, it’s no wonder that the exam failed us.

Qi Yan squatted below for a long time, raised his head and said, "Brother Qiao, look, this button cannot be pressed."

Qiao Xiu: "Huh?" He could only squat down and look over, "Which one?"

Qi Yan immediately leaned over and kissed him: "It's okay, it's ready." Standing up calmly, he walked to his seat.

Qiao Xiu was still squatting there, unable to react at all: "..."

Ten seconds later, he stood up calmly: "Take the original paper, no, take out the original paper, we will comment on the test paper, today we will comment on the test paper..."

The exam papers were really difficult this time, and everyone looked disheartened after receiving the exam papers.After all, this is no different from the quiz. The major exam requires a parent-teacher meeting, and the average grades, rankings, etc. will be printed on a neat piece of A4 paper to inform the parents.

The atmosphere in the class was a little heavy, and the few chatters on weekdays were silent.

Qiao Xiu came here as a student himself, so he naturally understood their feelings.His lesson after the unit test last time, it is obvious that the learning atmosphere in the class has become much stronger, and many students have also put their heart into their grades. It is inevitable for germplasm to leap and not to adapt.

However, what Qiao Xiu didn't expect was that the worst subject in the half-term examination was not the main subject, but politics.

Aunt Wu threw the report card on Qiao Xiu's desk: "Little Qiao! Look at your class's political exam! The average score failed!"

Joshua: "..."

Aunt Wu was out of breath: "The exam will be in January, and the students in your class don't take it seriously! Think you can pass it lying down? Go lie down!"

Qiao Xiu: "Mr. Wu, calm down first..."

Aunt Wu said angrily: "Especially the restless elements in your class, who are especially critical! What is that Qi Yan, let me take a look, Wang Haoyang! Yu Yue! Ni Zhixin! I don't even bother to talk about these few, I can't copy their seat numbers if I get the score from the book! Critical criticism!"

Joshua had a stomachache.

Aunt Wu lowered her voice, "Little Qiao."

Joshua: "Yes."

Aunt Wu said earnestly: "It may be that I am old, and there is a generation gap with the current children. You are young, tell them well, there are not many days left in the exam, what should I do if I fail the exam? I can't even get a high school diploma. arrive."

Joshua nodded like a pounding garlic: "Okay, okay."

When Qiao Xiu went to class to talk about this later, he specifically said: "Since your exams are really bad, students who failed the half-term exam this time, the fifth class in the afternoon of Monday, Wednesday, and Friday—don't Ask me where I got the fifth class, stay in the class, and Teacher Wu will test your endorsements one by one."

The class wailed all at once: "No! It's too late! We're all going to starve to death!"

Qiao Xiu rolled his eyes: "Isn't it okay to study carefully before the exam? Stop shouting, I will stay with you, you are annoying enough."

On Monday, Qiao Xiu was busy from beginning to end, so he didn't have time to take care of Qi Yan.After the bell rang for the end of get out of class in the afternoon, the students all went home one after another. Qiao Xiu was still hungry, and when he thought of going to class to supervise them to recite politics, he felt a sense of despair.

As soon as he arrived in class, there were very few people, and the group of people who Aunt Wu said were "restless elements" obviously disappeared. Qiao Xiu asked his classmates to learn that he was playing on the playground.

Qiao Xiu rolled his eyes and thought in his heart: These little bitches are really annoying enough, they dare to play.

He was as tired as a dog and went downstairs, walked to the basketball court through mountains and rivers, and saw a group of tall people playing there, needless to say, restless elements.

"Stop playing ball! Go back to class and recite politics." Qiao Xiu walked over and shouted.

But as soon as he said the word "zhi", a ball was hitting his face, like a hidden weapon spinning fast.

Then Qiao Xiu was unfortunately hit with a lot of force, and he suddenly became dizzy.

Then the terrified shouts came and went: "Brother Qiao! Brother Qiao!"

Qiao Xiu regained his composure, and smelled a bloody smell in his nose, probably from a nosebleed.

Qiao Xiu glanced at the row of fearful boys: "It's pretty ruthless? Hit it in the face."

"No! Hand slippery!"

Qiao Xiu was still a little dizzy now, at this time Qi Yan spoke from the side: "Who hit you just now?"

Xu Dong said slowly: "I."

Before Qi Yan could speak, Xu Dong consciously put the ball on his face and rolled.

Qiao Xiu put his hand under his nose and wiped it. Sure enough, he saw blood. As a result, Qi Yan came over, hugged his leg, and a princess hugged him.

Joshua: "..."

Restless element: "..."

Only Qi Yan walked forward calmly.

Qiao Xiu felt that if he was carried back by such a princess, he would ascend to heaven.

Taking advantage of the fact that there is no one on the playground, he grabbed Qi Yan's chest heavily: "Put me down quickly!"

Qi Yan looked at him suspiciously: "Aren't you dizzy? I'll take you to the infirmary."

"...Are you blind when I have a nosebleed? Why are you hugging me?" After falling to the ground, Qiao Xiu took the paper from the boy behind him and stopped the nosebleed. "Let me tell you, you are now rushing back to class at a speed of fifty, or you may have sixth class tonight."

The boys started running wildly while holding the ball.

Qiao Xiu glanced at Qi Yan who hadn't moved: "Why don't you run away, young man?"

Qi Yan's donkey's lips didn't match his lips, and he said, "Does it still hurt, Brother Qiao?"

Qiao Xiu threw the paper into the trash can: "Am I made of glass?"

Qi Yan looked at him silently.

Seeing that he didn't memorize politics, Qiao Xiu just stood here like a log, and became angry: "It's fine, let's talk while standing."

The two spoke at the same time.

Qiao Xiu: "Qi Yan, are you having fun playing with me?"

Qi Yan: "Brother Qiao, is it fun for you to lie to me?"

Qiao Xiu frowned first: "When did I lie to you?"

Qi Yan raised his eyebrows: "You said yesterday that I failed math."

Joshua: "..."

Qiao Xiu nodded, took a deep breath, pinched Qi Yan's chin, tilted his head and said, "Not combustible."

Qi Yan made a very obedient expression: "Huh?"

Qiao Xiu was speechless: "Are you really answering like this?"

Qi Yan took his hand: "Didn't you hear it all?"

Just as Qiao Xiu was about to say something, a voice came from the teaching building: "Qi Yan!"

Both of them were stunned, and Aunt Wu looked up to the sky and shouted: "Come here and recite politics! What are you doing standing there with Teacher Qiao! Are you dating?!"

"..."

Qiao Xiu and Qi Yan returned to class in embarrassment all the way, the class was in a state of misery, everyone was memorizing their notes on their seats, and the sky was dark.

Aunt Wu and Qiao Xiu stood on the podium, Aunt Wu showed a slow smile with an attitude of pointing the country: "That's right."

Qiao Xiu suddenly felt as if he was standing next to Di Wang Gong, and heard him say something domineeringly: "Look, this is the country I built for you."

Finally, the last class is over, even though the restless people who are reluctant to memorize their notes obediently, the sky in November has already darkened, and the dark school has a strange feeling.

When I went downstairs, a man started to say: "I heard that the school is not a good place. There are so many people during the day, and all the people disperse at night. This kind of place ……most……"

Two girls have already started shouting: "Oh, stop talking!"

The boy continued: "Most..."

Qiao Xiu said quietly: "The one who spoke was Sun Yi, right? You're talking shit, if you don't reflect on your grades this time, the parents will probably see your report card as hell."

Sun Yi was immediately speechless: "Brother Qiao, why are you hitting people like this..."

Qiao Xiu: "Hit someone? I'm telling the truth."

When they got downstairs, a group of people walked towards the school gate. Qiao Xiu had to get the car and said, "Qi Yan, come here."

Qi Yan was taken aback, then smiled lightly, it was better than he thought.

From yesterday to now, what he was most afraid of was not that Joshua would reject him, but rather avoid him.

Fortunately, Qiao Xiu was naturally calm and unhurried today, and he was able to call him over in a good mood, which made him breathe a sigh of relief and at the same time look forward to it.

Qiao Xiu unlocked the car and asked, "Are you riding today?"

"Ah."

"Aren't you going to ride?"

Qi Yan's eyes flashed: "Don't you want to talk to me?"

Qiao Xiu: "Who told you to talk here and take you to eat, are you hungry?"

Qi Yan couldn't help laughing, from the smile at the corners of his eyes to the curl of his lips, he was obviously very happy.

As the weather got colder, the business of the hot pot restaurants on the street gradually improved. Qiao Xiu was really hungry and didn't bother to ride too far, so he stopped at the entrance of a hot pot restaurant not far from the school.

Qi Yan came in after him slowly, the air in the shop became warmer several degrees, the business was booming, just as a table of guests had just left, Qiao Xiu took a very good seat by the window.

Hot pot is the type of one person, one small pot. From ordering to serving, the two have been in a state of zero communication.

Qiao Xiu was actually very hungry, he really didn't want to say more, and he didn't know what to say.

Qi Yan was so full of attention on his precious brother Qiao that he didn't even have time to care about eating, he was so absorbed in thinking, why didn't he talk to me?

The dishes came up one after another. Qiao Xiu picked up a chopstick of mutton first, then threw it into the pot and cooked it in a mess.

Qi Yan cooked something unhurriedly, absent-mindedly.

Qiao Xiu took a look at Qi Yan and saw that he was in Cao Ying and his heart was in Han. He couldn't help but began to think, why is this kid wronged?

So the two started eating while wondering why the other didn't speak.

Qiao Xiu's cooking ability is really negative, which is not only reflected in the level of cooking, but also reflected in eating hot pot.

such as--

"That, Qi Yan." Qiao Xiu glanced at the beef balls, "Is this cooked?"

Qi Yan: "No, it was frozen before and needs to be boiled for a while."

After a while, Qiao Xiu asked, "Is this tofu cooked?"

Qi Yan: "...it's ready."

After a while, Qiao Xiu: "This..."

"It's ripe."

Qi Yan didn't know whether to laugh or cry, seeing Qiao Xiu devouring his food with relish, fortunately he boiled the food for Qiao Xiu first, and put it into Qiao Xiu's bowl after it was cooked.

At first, Qiao Xiu said honestly: "No, you eat by yourself, I also have a pot here." Afterwards, he didn't bother to mind, and he ate more than anyone else.

After Qiao Xiu was quite full, he stopped to rest for a while, leaned on the back seat and drank a drink, and glanced at Qi Yan: "You just want to see if I'm hungry?"

Qi Yan raised his beautiful eyes, which were clouded by the mist from the hot pot, and said, "You are delicious."