I know all your secrets

On Monday morning, Jiang Yichen happily went to public class.

This foreign language class was originally an introduction class to European humanities and customs. Jiang Yichen found a lot of materials and documentaries, and was ready to show the students various possibilities in the future.

Maybe some people yearn to go to a capitalist country for further study and return to build the motherland because of this.

But when he entered the classroom, he found that the atmosphere was a bit wrong.

The relaxed and lively atmosphere of the past disappeared. The students seemed to have been waiting for him for a long time, and they all fell silent the moment he entered the door. Even the lovely female students sitting in the front row stopped greeting him as usual.

Almost everyone in the classroom looked at him with burning eyes.

Those students who are used to lounging in the entertainment and leisure area in the back row on weekdays also sat in their seats leisurely, as if they were waiting to watch a good show, with smiles on their faces.

"What's the matter today, everyone is so serious?"

Stepping up to the podium, Jiang Yichen put the textbooks and handouts on the podium, and said with a smile, "Is it because you know that the task of this class is light, so you are all interested?"

No one answered him below. Some students' gazes switched back and forth between him and the big screen behind him. Jiang Yichen turned around inexplicably, and then froze.

A magnified picture almost filled his entire field of vision.

That picture is made up of many pictures, and the material is a person. The person is either a silhouette of the whole body, or only shows the profile of the face, or a slender hand holding a fan to block a face. The change of various clothes does not change. is his mystery.

It was a specially made atlas of stars, which was set as the wallpaper of the multimedia computer by someone, and put on the big screen.

Jiang Yichen's heart trembled, but he tried his best to keep calm.

After looking carefully for a long time, he seemed to have missed the point. He leaned forward from the podium and asked the female students in the front row: "What's wrong? What is this? Why do you all look so serious?"

The female classmate in the front row blushed and gave him a simple explanation: "Mr. Jiang, the one in the picture is an Internet celebrity, what kind of cosplayer is he, very famous and mysterious, it seems that fans don't even know his true identity body."

Another girl at the side held her hands together, finally waited for the opportunity, and immediately said loudly: "My classmates said that you and him are too similar, are you the same person?"

Jiang Yichen's face was full of surprise, as if he couldn't believe it, he turned his head to look at the big screen again, and looked at it carefully for a long time.

Under everyone's gaze, he turned his head slowly and said in doubt: "But, this person can't see his face, how can he look like me?"

The girls in the front row gestured excitedly, and said seriously: "Face shape, outline, temperament, look at it together."

With a wry smile on his face, Jiang Yichen said, "You children have really big brains."

As he spoke, he walked off the podium, turned around and took a photo on the big screen.

The student asked curiously: "Teacher, what are you doing?"

Jiang Yichen looked at the phone with satisfaction, and seemed to be a little eager to try: "I have to show off when I go home, I have also become close to celebrities and idols."

He turned his head and smiled: "Otherwise, I will also join his fan club, what do you think?"

Only then did the students burst out laughing, and the tense atmosphere immediately relaxed.

The students in the front row even made fun of Jiang Yichen: "Teacher, are you going home to show your girlfriend?"

"That's right, we've all seen it, the shining ring on your hand, when will you get married?"

Jiang Yichen made a big red face, walked up to the podium with a straight face, coughed lightly and said, "Okay, we will start class now."

A class was passed without any danger in Jiang Yichen's expression. Even though most of the students no longer cared about this topic, some students looked at the real-life comparison between Xingchen and Jiang Yichen curiously. If Jiang Yichen doesn't admit it, it's fine.

However, during the break between classes, a boy walked straight up from behind and stood in front of Jiang Yichen with a confrontational posture.

When Jiang Yichen was in class, he found that this boy had been looking at him with unkind eyes, because somehow Jiang Yichen remembered his appearance and eyes.

The boy put his hands in his pockets, with an arrogant and disdainful attitude: "I said teacher, if you don't admit that you are a star, give some evidence."

"For example, where do you live, have you registered on Weibo or Shunyin, and does your family have a big yellow dog?"

It seemed that the visitor was not friendly, but Jiang Yichen smiled all over his face: "Student, did you study the wrong major? Judging by your expression, you should go to the criminal investigation major."

"What's your name?" Jiang Yichen asked pleasantly.

The boy said coldly: "Qin Tian."

"Oh, that's it." Jiang Yichen nodded, "Student Qin Tian, ​​are you also a fan of this Internet celebrity?"

People around said: "No, teacher, our brother Tian is also a celebrity."

The boy named Qin Tian glanced over and said, "I want you to talk more", and the other party immediately shrank his neck and slipped back to his seat.

When the class bell rang, the classroom was commotion and order was restored immediately. Qin Tian took two steps, stood in front of Jiang Yichen's desk, leaned over and said in a low voice, "Xingchen, let's wait and see."

Jiang Yichen's smile froze, and thanks to the dim light of the documentary, he couldn't see his ugly face in the next class.

As soon as the get out of class bell rang, Jiang Yichen said goodbye to his classmates, and quickly left the classroom. He walked a little hurriedly at the corner of the stairs, and bumped into a person head-on.

He was so flabbergasted that he didn't notice for a while, and was knocked backwards. The man opposite him grabbed his arm and pulled him back with quick eyesight and quick hands.

Jiang Yichen only saw the beautiful muscles on the opponent's thin arms stretched out, and his forehead bumped against the man's shoulder, and his mind became sober after the collision.

Jiang Yichen, who hastily apologized, only heard the other party's voice say without ups and downs: "Hello, we meet again."

He froze for a moment, then raised his eyes to look at the other party carefully, and stared into those dark eyes for a long time before suddenly realizing.

"Oh, you're the backpacker."

The other party pulled him to a safe place, let go of his hand, nodded, introduced himself and said, "Hello, my name is Guan Shifeng."

Jiang Yichen was a little embarrassed by his gaffe, and after sorting out the textbooks and handouts embarrassingly, he said, "Hello, my name is Jiang Yichen, I didn't expect such a coincidence, are you also the teacher here?"

Guan Shifeng's indifferent eyes fell on Jiang Yichen's face, and then he moved his fingers, as if in slow motion, and quietly raised his hand.

Jiang Yichen only felt a gust of wind blowing in front of him, and when he looked up, he saw Mr. Guan was strolling and carefully brushing up the overly long hair on his forehead, looking away like a small gesture.

After removing the dust and putting on clean clothes, although the entire face was covered by the overly casual hair, Jiang Yichen still let out a sigh from the bottom of his heart at the moment the hair was lifted.

This teacher Guan is really beautiful, the kind of beauty that is alienated from fireworks, peerless and noble.

He was stunned by this fairy face, and stood staring at the head of the stairs.

Guan Shifeng didn't answer his question, but just reached out and patted Jiang Yichen's shoulder, and then said, "Teacher Jiang is better off resting at home recently. If you have nothing to do, don't go out and walk around."

After dropping this sentence, Guan Shifeng left.

Jiang Yichen looked at his cold back, lost in thought for a long time.

After returning home, he was still a little dazed. Today was a tiring day.

Nie Shenxing sent a message telling him that he would be back late and told him not to wait for him to eat. After Jiang Yichen absentmindedly cooked the meal, he sat on the sofa and petted the dog for a while. After thinking about it, he picked up his mobile phone and called Weiwei. Telephone.

When Nie Shenxing walked in, the phone call was not over yet, and the only person who greeted him was Rhubarb, who was still happy about what had happened.

As he approached the living room, he heard Jiang Yichen say worriedly: "I know, but the student named Qin Tian seems to have identified me as a star. Although I concealed it, it is now said on the Internet that wind is rain. I can't argue with making things big in school, not to mention, I am indeed a star."

He turned around in a circle, but he didn't notice Nie Shen approaching, and he seemed a little upset with his arms folded.

"I'm mainly afraid that Qin Tian has some conclusive evidence. Although we've always kept things secret, after so many years, it's inevitable that there will be omissions."

Sighing, he finally said: "Forget it, it doesn't have to be concealed. Let it be fate. I didn't do anything harmful to nature. If the matter is exposed to the point where it can't be dealt with, it's a big deal that I won't be this teacher."

Rhubarb ran over and nuzzled his hand, Jiang Yichen saw Nie Shenxing standing behind him, and immediately told Weiwei not to hang up.

"You're back? Then pack up, let's eat."

Nie Shenxing took his arm, his questioning gaze was firm and undeniable.

Jiang Yichen put on a straight face, pinched his chin and said, "Got it, got it, I'll tell you after dinner."

So, President Nie untied his tie, hugged him tightly with his wrists, and kissed him deeply.

Eating is secondary, and he has to eat him first.

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