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During the next day's vacation, Shen Yicheng, who didn't like to go out, wished he could stay in bed, get up in the afternoon and memorize lessons for a while, preparing for the first lecture in his life.

On the second day, Qin Zhilin was not late, and sat down in his seat one second before the math teacher of the first class stepped into the classroom.

The bell rang for the end of get out of class, and many students took it out of their sleep and ran wildly in the corridor happily.

When Shen Yicheng walked into the classroom, there were very few people in the class, fighting, chatting... Anyway, no one was doing serious business!

Shen Yicheng knocked on the desk with a blackboard eraser, and the chalk dust knocked out almost choked him to death. In order to maintain his majesty, he tried not to cough out: "...to class!"

The people in the class lazily stood up, some of them didn't straighten their legs, and they sat down consciously after saying "teacher's hello" casually.

"..." Shen Yicheng opened his mouth, and finally understood how difficult it was for the head teacher of the thirteenth class before.

"Come... Open the book, let's talk about Du Fu's eight Qiuxing poems today... Qin Zhilin get up and read it." Shen Yicheng took the report card of class [-] at the end of last semester, and finally understood why Qin Zhilin was the class leader.

Qin Zhilin stood up with a book in his hand, frowning: "Jade dew has withered the maple forest, Wushan Wuxia is desolate..."

Shen Yicheng has seen Qin Zhilin's grades, mathematics is top-notch, and English can barely be spoken, but Chinese... As long as one can get a "normal person" grade, the overall ranking can be improved by fifty or sixty places...

"Okay, please sit down." Shen Yicheng said: "Let's talk about the meaning of this poem now..."

He tried his best to use easy-to-understand language to give lectures to the students in the class. Shen Yicheng's voice has a natural magic power, which makes people feel numb. Many girls watched their new class teacher start to be nympho, and listened to it in a daze. some lessons.

"get out of class is over." Shen Yicheng pushed his glasses, and as soon as he reached the door, he was bumped several times by the boys who rushed out of the class.

"Alas..." Shen Yicheng raised his forehead secretly: This is Class [-]...

The first week of the new semester passed quickly, and Shen Yicheng felt that although the students in Class [-] did not study, they would not openly argue with him, so generally speaking, the teachers and students got along fairly well.

On Saturday afternoon, Shen Yicheng got up from the bed with difficulty, searched around the house, and finally confirmed one thing - the landlord's house had no food left...

He put on a dark sweater randomly, found a pair of shoes at random, and went out to the nearby canteen, wishing he could buy everything he had in his life.Half an hour later, Shen Yicheng walked to the door of the unit with two bags of things and couldn't help but be taken aback.

A middle-aged woman walked downstairs with a man on her arm. The woman was indeed pretty, but the thick pink couldn't completely cover the fine lines around her eyes. She was wearing a pair of bright red stiletto high heels, which made Shen Yicheng No matter how you look at it, it's uncomfortable.

That man didn't look good at first glance, his face was full of oil, his whole body was covered with famous brands, his sleeves were ostentatiously exposed, his beer belly was slightly raised, and he had a car key attached to him... he was just a rich man!

Shen Yicheng passed the two of them blankly, the strong smell of tobacco, wine and perfume made him breathless.

That person... is Qin Zhilin's mother?Shen Yicheng thought in disbelief: Qin Zhilin...what kind of environment did he live in...

The days were slowly getting back on track, but the days of peace did not last long. The incident happened on the afternoon of the last day of the National Day holiday.

"I'm going to talk about composition in the next class, and after this class is over, it means I'll share my work." Shen Yicheng stood at the door of the class and said.

In the first physics class, after the get out of class bell rang, a fat female class representative wearing glasses started texting.

"Hey, isn't this the class monitor's?" Cai Jiachang snatched Qin Zhilin's composition from the girl's hand, opened it and looked at it: "It's still A, it's well written!"

Qin Zhilin stood up abruptly, his aura was extremely cold, and he stared at Cai Jiachang with frightening eyes: "Give it to me."

"Oh, "My Father"? What can you write?" Cai Jiachang sneered: "I don't know where it came from. Write about father's love? You deserve it too!"

"What are you doing here?" Both Wen Cun and Wang Wei were taken aback, and hurried over to spoil the atmosphere: "Master, there is a beautiful little girl at the door who wants to see you..."

"Get out." Cai Jiachang pushed Wen Cun aside, and in front of the whole class, very slowly tore Qin Zhilin's book into pieces, and threw the shredded paper into the sky when he was done.

"Cai Jiachang!" Qin Zhilin's arms trembled a little: "If you want to die, just say it!" After speaking, he punched Cai Jiachang in the face.

Cai Jiachang looked at Qin Zhilin in astonishment, and then smiled: "What? It makes sense for you to co-author, right?"

Cai Jiachang can be called "Master", except for his strong background, he is not a showman in fights, he is on par with Qin Zhilin, and it is difficult to distinguish him for a while.

"Hit what?" Shen Yicheng stood at the door of the class with a gloomy face.

At this time, the people in the class finally separated the two fighting people, their faces were painted, Cai Jiachang kicked the stool next to him hard, Qin Zhilin stood aside and rubbed his wrists.

Shen Yicheng looked at the scraps of paper on the ground: "What's going on?"

The class was instantly silent, and everyone chose to be silent.

Shen Yicheng slammed the book onto the desk: "No one said that no one should even think about dismissing get out of class."

"Teacher." Cai Jiachang raised his hand, "Qin Zhilin moved first."

"Really?" Shen Yicheng looked at Qin Zhilin.

Qin Zhilin nodded, looking indifferent.

Shen Yicheng looked at the two people again, frowned, and said to Cai Jiachang: "Why do you provoke others when you have nothing to do? Go back and write a thousand-word review."

Cai Jiachang didn't realize it for a long time: "It's not the teacher, he did it first, and he wrote it if he wanted to write it. It's none of my business!"

"Everyone go back to their seats!" Shen Yicheng's eyes turned cold: "If you ask you to write, you can write, Qin Zhilin, and apologize to him."

Qin Zhilin was taken aback for a moment, and finally managed to squeeze out a few words: "I'm sorry."

"Continue to class." Shen Yicheng stepped onto the podium, ignoring Cai Jiachang who was full of anger.

"Okay, I'll write it!" Cai Jiachang stared at Shen Yicheng angrily. Since he was a child, no teacher had ever asked him to write a self-criticism.

The atmosphere of this class was very weird, the class was quiet, but Shen Yicheng knew that not many people were listening to the class.

"Okay, get out of class is over. Tomorrow is the National Day holiday, today's self-study is cancelled, and school is over." Shen Yicheng said.

The students in the class had almost left, but Qin Zhilin was still looking out the window, wondering what he was thinking.

"Qin Zhilin." Shen Yicheng said, "Come with me to the office."

Qin Zhilin was startled, hesitated for a moment and followed Shen Yicheng's footsteps.

When he arrived at the office, Shen Yicheng didn't ask about the previous matter, but found a small bottle of medical alcohol from the drawer, dipped it in a cotton swab and wiped Qin Zhilin's wound.

It seems that it really came in handy... Shen Yicheng thought: When he first took over Class [-], he was afraid that the students would fight, but now it seems that it is really...

"Teacher..." Qin Zhilin's hanging heart let go a lot. He wouldn't talk about the previous things without asking him. Seeing Shen Yicheng's actions, his heart warmed up: "I'm fine..."

"Hmph..." Shen Yicheng paused the movements of his hands, and without speaking, put away the alcohol and started to clear the table.

"..." Qin Zhilin opened his mouth, wondering if he should leave or not.

"Let's go home together." Shen Yicheng finally put away his things and said expressionlessly.

"Huh??" Qin Zhilin was a little confused—how does it feel to go home with the teacher in charge?Hmm...very weird!

When Shen Yicheng took Qin Zhilin's arm to cross the road, facing

Strange gazes from passers-by... Qin Zhilin ran past countless alpacas in his heart...

"Teacher... I... I'm almost seventeen..." Qin Zhilin finally couldn't help but said.

"So?" Shen Yicheng was furious today, but he was used to it since he was a child, and didn't know how to vent it, so he snorted softly: "I don't worry at all!"

Qin Zhilin shuddered at his unintimidating stare, felt a sense of being teased, and paused: "Teacher... how old are you this year?"

Shen Yicheng pushed Qin Zhilin's head: "Why do you ask this?"

"Just...just ask..." Qin Zhilin touched his nose in embarrassment.

"23." Shen Yicheng replied half-jokingly: "What? Do you want to introduce someone to me?"

"Eh..." Qin Zhilin blushed, "I..."

"Just kidding," Shen Yicheng smiled: "Why are you blushing? Are you chasing me or something?"

"No, I... I'm just..."

Shen Yicheng watched the cold and arrogant monitor in the class turn red by himself, felt inexplicably happy in his heart, and his smile became thicker: "It's okay, I don't have anyone I like yet, you still have a chance...haha..."

Qin Zhilin was in a mess in the wind: Is this... the handsome head teacher I knew?

"Okay, the holiday starts tomorrow, take a good rest, and don't forget to do your homework." Shen Yicheng stood at the door of the house and said with a smile: "Next time you fight, I will really punish you."

Qin Zhilin watched Shen Yicheng enter the house and close the door, and then he went home and closed the door, leaning against the door a little weakly, as if... really liked this young head teacher...

How many days have I been there? ! !Qin Zhilin cursed secretly, the last time I liked someone... I sat at the same table with that girl for two years when I was in junior high school, and I didn't think this girl was good until I was about to graduate, and I seemed to be rejected by the confession...

"What a crime!" Qin Zhilin looked up at the sky: he actually fell in love with a man!

"It's coming? So early?" Qin's mother stood in front of the dressing table and said with a smile, "What did you just say?"

"It's nothing." Qin Zhilin didn't expect his mother to be at home at this time, his face changed slightly: "Mom, where are you going?"

"...Nowhere...I'll just go for a walk." Mother Qin smiled awkwardly: "What's your expression? I didn't do anything bad..."

"Bang!" Qin Zhilin entered the bedroom and slammed the door.There were rustling sounds outside, and finally the door was closed when Qin's mother left the house.

Qin Zhilin was sitting on the floor of the bedroom with his head in his hands. Today's rare good mood was gone. He scratched his hair, but after doing it, he collapsed on the ground weakly: These days... When will the head be... …

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