meet on slag road

The National Conditions Expansion and Spanish Practice Course of the Department of Spanish started as scheduled, and as expected by the head of the department, they received unanimous praise from the students.

"Since Teacher Yu came to our department, the students' enthusiasm for learning has improved!" said the teacher of the Department of Western Languages.

Yu Yifeng smiled subtly: "Where is it, our Chaohai students are already excellent, I just tried my best."

"Teacher Yu speaks Spanish so proficiently, has he not been in Spain for a short time?"

"Fortunately, it's mainly because my family is over there, and I have more time in the past." Yu Yifeng responded politely, picked up his phone and checked the time, "Sorry, grammar class is about to start, I'll go to It's time for class."

"Okay, you go first, don't waste time!"

When Yu Yifeng left the office, the curly-haired teacher sitting at the door sighed, "As expected of a young man, he is so motivated, and he doesn't forget to keep studying during class."

Another teacher wearing a skirt suddenly answered meaningfully: "People go to class on a regular basis, but it's not necessarily for learning."

The teacher with long curly hair brightened his eyes and looked at her: "Is there a problem?"

As soon as this remark came out, the teachers in the office who had just finished class and had nothing to do stopped their movements and looked at the one in the skirt.

Bathed in the eyes of everyone, the skirt teacher smiled, closed the office door, and said mysteriously: "I heard from Mr. Lin from the Russian Department that before he came to our Western Language Department, he went to the Russian Department several times. Once, I sat there from ten o'clock in the morning to twelve o'clock, just to wait for someone to finish class so that I could go back with him."

The curly-haired teacher was a little puzzled: "Which one?"

The skirt teacher gave a "tsk" sound: "Whoever he attends is the one he is waiting for."

Standing next to the printer, the male teacher who hadn't participated in the discussion suddenly took a breath: "You mean, he likes Mu—"

"Be quiet!"

The skirt teacher glared at him: "It's fine for us to know it ourselves, and it's another matter to spread it to other places."

The male teacher nodded, swallowed the name he almost blurted out, and asked in a low voice, "Well, does that one know?"

"I must know! But I heard from Mr. Lin that that one didn't seem to appreciate it very much. The last time Teacher Yu waited there for so long, that one returned to the office and didn't give him a face."

"What happened next?" asked the teacher on the side.

"Later, Teacher Lin and the others saw that the momentum was not right, so they left first. I don't know what happened next, but there is a high probability that Teacher Yu will have no good fruit."

The short-haired teacher standing aside thought for a while: "Then it seems that this should be King Xiang's intention, and the goddess has no dreams?"

The other teachers nodded one after another, but the male teacher who had finished printing out the materials suddenly said, "I can't see it." Seeing that the female teachers in the office were all looking at him, he rubbed his hands together nervously, "If Mu—that who, If you really didn't like Teacher Yu, you would have told him not to come to the class, how could you allow him to attend twice a week; so I, I think, this is playing hard to get."

The skirt teacher looked at him and gave a thumbs up: "Men know men best."

After all, the 10-[-] minutes between classes was short. The teachers discussed a few words before going to class, and the central figure of the topic had already arrived in the grammar class classroom.

The Russian students in the second class of liberal arts in the junior year were already very familiar with this teacher of the Spanish department who must come to every class. Seeing him walk in the door, they greeted him one after another:

——"Good morning, Teacher Yu!"

——"Mr. Yu, have you done your homework? The homework in the last class was so difficult!"

——"Teacher Yu..."

Yu Yifeng responded one by one with a smile, walked to the last row and sat down, took out the textbook borrowed from the Russian Department, and carefully reviewed the content of the previous class.

Although it was a lie to say that he was interested in Russian, he did learn some Russian for various reasons, and it wasn't superficial—otherwise, he really couldn't keep up with the grammar class in his junior year.

After the last incident, Yu Yifeng reflected a little on his way of chasing people, and decided not to be as eager for success as before.How can picking kaolin flowers be as easy as other wild flowers? Naturally, one has to approach slowly and take pictures slowly.

In the past two weeks, apart from attending classes with Mu Qing, occasionally dropping in with him to the teaching building next door, and occasionally getting off work together, he hardly disturbed him.And Mu Qing's attitude towards him, from the alienation that day, gradually began to get closer.

Yu Yifeng was thinking about when he could naturally invite the other party to hang out or have a meal together, when the originally lively classroom suddenly became quiet.

It was Mu Qing who came.

Yu Yifeng raised his head, his eyes met his in the air for a moment, and he clearly saw the flashing smile in the other person's eyes, and his mood immediately improved: How about inviting him today!

The two-hour grammar class was fleeting, and the students who had passed the eighth grade no longer chased Mu Qing to ask questions after class as before, and slipped away faster one by one; Yu Yifeng stayed at the end and helped Mu Qing pack up the textbooks , was hesitating whether to invite or not, but Mu Qing spoke first: "Do you have any plans for this afternoon?"

Yu Yifeng's heart moved, and he looked at him with a smile: "No, not at night."

"Would you like to come to my house to celebrate my birthday?"

Yu Yifeng was shocked: "Your birthday is today!?" But he clearly remembered that Mu Qing's birthday is not at the end of March, no matter whether it is the solar calendar or the lunar calendar?

"It's not me, it's my cat." Mu Qing explained, "It came to my house three years ago today, so I set today as its birthday. Every year I invite a few friends to celebrate together .”

Celebrating the cat's birthday, he is so cute.

A huge line of barrage flashed across Yu Yifeng's mind, but his face kept just the right amount of worry: "I am very willing, but aren't cats afraid of strangers? If I go over, will it be afraid or something? of?"

"No." Mu Qing sighed, "My cat...can't be judged by common sense."

He looked at the puzzled Yu Yifeng, and gave two examples: "It doesn't like to go out, but it likes to play with the guests at home very much, and it can be fun all day after playing once; and it also likes to take a bath very much."

Yu Yifeng sighed sincerely: "It really is different." He looked at Mu Qing, "Then shall we go now?"

Mu Qing smiled: "It's good that you don't feel rushed."

"how come."

It wasn't until he followed Mu Qing downstairs, all the way to the parking lot, that Yu Yifeng suddenly realized: It seems that he was invited to Mu Qing's house?Is this really reasonable?

He thought that now he needs to draw it slowly, but Mu Qing's progress seems to be completely out of line with him!

"What's the matter?" Seeing that he was clearly out of his mind, Mu Qing asked.

Yu Yifeng came back to his senses and looked at Mu Qing with a smile: "It's nothing, I just feel a little happy. After all, I seem to be Teacher Mu's friend now?"

Mu Qing smiled softly: "Didn't Teacher Yu say first that we should start with friends?" He unlocked the car, walked around to the other side and opened the door for Yu Yifeng, "Get in the car."

Yu Yifeng took the co-pilot seat, and Mu Qing reminded at the right time: "The seat belt is over there, don't forget to fasten it."

"Ok."

Yu Yifeng fastened his seat belt, looked at Mu Qing who was concentrating on driving, and always felt that his attitude towards him seemed to be slightly different from before, as if—a little more aggressive?

But if you think about it carefully, it doesn't seem to be particularly strong.Yu Yifeng thought for a while, but couldn't figure out why, so he had to give up temporarily.

The place where Mu Qing lives is not far from Chaohai University, it takes only ten minutes by car.

Yu Yifeng followed Mu Qing into the door, just after changing his shoes, a furry figure had already come in front of him.

The snow-white long-haired cat stared at Yu Yifeng unblinkingly with a pair of blue eyes, and its big fluffy tail shook slightly behind it.

Mu Qing closed the door, looked at Yu Yifeng who was obviously nervous, and chuckled lightly: "Don't be nervous, it doesn't catch or bite, and it's very interested in you right now."

"is it?"

Yu Yifeng knelt down and looked at it for a moment, tentatively stretched out his hand, and touched the top of its head lightly. As expected, the white kitten did not resist at all, even closed its eyes, and gently touched Yu Yifeng's hand. Rubbed.

"He's got such a good character—what's his name?"

"Wunsi. It was originally called milk, but when I went back to my mother's place with me on the first day, it ate half a plate of cold Yunsi while I was not paying attention; my mother thought it liked it, so I changed it to this. name."

Yu Yifeng: ".......It is really a very unique cat."

Mu Qing smiled: "It likes you very much, you can play with it for a while, I'll go prepare some lunch, what do you like to eat?"

Yu Yifeng stood up and volunteered: "How about I do it?"

"You are a guest today, so naturally you want me to do it." Mu Qing politely declined his help, "There are still some shrimps and scallops in the refrigerator, can I eat seafood risotto?"

"It's all right, I'm not picky about food." Yu Yifeng answered very smoothly as half of his attention was absorbed by the cat.

Mu Qing looked down at him, and said softly, "Then I'll prepare first, just wait a moment, it will be ready soon."

Yu Yifeng played with the cat for a while, and suddenly felt something was wrong—how did Mu Qing's tone of voice sound so similar to when he was coaxing him before?

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Mu Qing: That's right, I'm expressly stating that I'm above.