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Looking at this scene, the male teacher in the office can't help but cast a hostile look at Sikong Banyu. Zhao Yao is a beautiful woman, but many people are salivating. However, Zhao Yao has never made a pretence for others and is always cold. Now this new boy makes his goddess smile in his heart. Who can not be jealous?
And it looks like they know each other.
Sikong Banyu raised his eyelids, looked at Zhao Yao lightly, and nodded gently: "Hello, my name is Sikong Banyu. I'm glad to meet you."
"Really?" Zhao Yao pulled up a stool beside him and sat beside Sikong Banyu. He held his chin in both hands and said, "are you a Chinese teacher who teaches Chinese? Although I majored in politics, I also like literature very much. Can you give me some advice? "
When those male teachers heard this, they especially looked at Sikong Banyu's blandness, and they even hated their teeth. This is the goddess obviously pasted upside down. This guy also looks indifferent. Damn it, don't you be cruel to nature, OK?
Sikong half language frowned: "can't, you look for other people!"
As soon as he said this, not only the male teacher, but also the female teacher, began to doubt whether this guy was a male animal. The mature, charming and charming teacher Zhao could resist such temptation.
However, Zhao Yao continued as if he didn't care at all: "other people can't point out, such as weiqi, Tianyuan, Jiuzi, Xiaofei, duanlong, and the palace merchants in ancient music. They don't know. They can't point me out. I know you can, because you know that."
She was not sure whether Sikong Banyu had lost his memory, so she deliberately said that. She could not forget the shock caused by Sikong Banyu's imperial chess game at the Chinese traditional culture exchange meeting of Huaxia University. Weiqi should be something deep into his bone marrow. Like a person's habit, even if he lost his memory, he would have a special feeling.
"Go? Palace merchants? " Sikong half language pause, it sounds like these words are very familiar, a lot of strange things jump out of his mind, as if these things are known, but the woman in front of her, why does she know that she knows these things.
"Yes Go, Gong Shang, what do you think of? " Zhao Yao asked in a hurry.
Sikong half language glanced at her and shook her head: "I didn't think of anything. I'm sorry, I'm afraid I can't point you out. You can find someone else! Class is coming. It's time for you to go to class. "
Zhao Yao was not only not disappointed, but also overjoyed. She was absolutely sure that Sikong Banyu in front of her was the man in the capital, no matter his bearing, his words, or his unique temperament. He was really amnestic, otherwise he could not remember these things.
"Is this the gift of heaven that I should meet him here?" She pursed her lips and rose slowly.
"OK, I went to class, but I feel very happy to talk to you. After school, shall we have dinner together?"
Those male teachers in the office who couldn't bear to look directly at them planned to take up the teaching plan and go to class and leave the sad place. However, Zhao Yao said that his teaching plan fell on the table with a bang. He had an impulse to hit the wall. Why did I not have such good luck? God! Just drop one of you, Ray!
"Dinner? We'll talk about it then. " Sikong Banyu felt that the woman she had just met was a little annoying. She didn't know why she was so close to herself and what the purpose was.
"Well, I'll talk about it then. Don't leave after school. Wait for me in the office. I'll go to class first." Zhao Yao said, picking up his teaching plan, happy out of the office, as if feeling a moment, the haze of life is full of sunshine, this man, like God in front of him, this time he must make good use of it.
A sigh should be with a hostile and envious eyes left the office, leaving Sikong half speechless. When he provoked these people, his eyes seemed to want to strangle himself.
But he did not have the mind to think about these things, his goal is only one, the third grade three class two to attract their own breath. From the last class in the morning, there is a class in the middle. Sikong Banyu slowly closes his eyes. In an instant, he seems to have a sea of red fire in his mind. He has been used to this for a long time, because he can see it every time he closes his eyes.
Time passes by quietly. The secong Banyu, who keeps his eyes closed, doesn't care about the people coming and going in the office. The only thing he has to wait for is the last time.
"Ding Lingling..." Finally, the bell rang again. He suddenly opened his eyes, stood up from his chair, walked out of the office, and looked at the direction of class 3, grade 3. He wanted to see what it was.
Zhao Yao was upset in this class, as if he was back in his student days, waiting for class to end. As soon as the bell rang, she couldn't wait to finish the course and ran to the direction of the office. But as soon as she got to the door of the office, she saw Sikong Banyu come to the door of class 3, grade 3.
"Does he have a class?" Zhao Yao was stunned and quickly walked to class three because he had no class this morning.Sikong Banyu walked to the door of the classroom and looked at the two breath coming in from the opposite window. He even lingered in the sky of the whole class, entangled with each other, and the source was from this. He frowned, which was different from what he expected. He thought that these two breath were from a student or something inside, but he didn't expect it was this What kind of result is this?
The students of class 3, looking at the half language of Sikong standing in a daze at the door, cast curious eyes one by one. Because class 2 and class 3 are neighbors, the story of Sikong Banyu in class 2 has already been spread to class 3. For the new Chinese teacher who is highly praised by class 2, they have been waiting for it early. Now they finally see me, but it is a little surprising.
Sikong half language sink, step into the classroom, stand on the platform, eyes have not been out of the classroom ceiling position, he is observing the flow of the two breath changes. The students in class 3 looked at Sikong Banyu and looked up at the ceiling. There was nothing on the ceiling! What on earth is Mr. Sikong looking at? I don't understand at all.
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And it looks like they know each other.
Sikong Banyu raised his eyelids, looked at Zhao Yao lightly, and nodded gently: "Hello, my name is Sikong Banyu. I'm glad to meet you."
"Really?" Zhao Yao pulled up a stool beside him and sat beside Sikong Banyu. He held his chin in both hands and said, "are you a Chinese teacher who teaches Chinese? Although I majored in politics, I also like literature very much. Can you give me some advice? "
When those male teachers heard this, they especially looked at Sikong Banyu's blandness, and they even hated their teeth. This is the goddess obviously pasted upside down. This guy also looks indifferent. Damn it, don't you be cruel to nature, OK?
Sikong half language frowned: "can't, you look for other people!"
As soon as he said this, not only the male teacher, but also the female teacher, began to doubt whether this guy was a male animal. The mature, charming and charming teacher Zhao could resist such temptation.
However, Zhao Yao continued as if he didn't care at all: "other people can't point out, such as weiqi, Tianyuan, Jiuzi, Xiaofei, duanlong, and the palace merchants in ancient music. They don't know. They can't point me out. I know you can, because you know that."
She was not sure whether Sikong Banyu had lost his memory, so she deliberately said that. She could not forget the shock caused by Sikong Banyu's imperial chess game at the Chinese traditional culture exchange meeting of Huaxia University. Weiqi should be something deep into his bone marrow. Like a person's habit, even if he lost his memory, he would have a special feeling.
"Go? Palace merchants? " Sikong half language pause, it sounds like these words are very familiar, a lot of strange things jump out of his mind, as if these things are known, but the woman in front of her, why does she know that she knows these things.
"Yes Go, Gong Shang, what do you think of? " Zhao Yao asked in a hurry.
Sikong half language glanced at her and shook her head: "I didn't think of anything. I'm sorry, I'm afraid I can't point you out. You can find someone else! Class is coming. It's time for you to go to class. "
Zhao Yao was not only not disappointed, but also overjoyed. She was absolutely sure that Sikong Banyu in front of her was the man in the capital, no matter his bearing, his words, or his unique temperament. He was really amnestic, otherwise he could not remember these things.
"Is this the gift of heaven that I should meet him here?" She pursed her lips and rose slowly.
"OK, I went to class, but I feel very happy to talk to you. After school, shall we have dinner together?"
Those male teachers in the office who couldn't bear to look directly at them planned to take up the teaching plan and go to class and leave the sad place. However, Zhao Yao said that his teaching plan fell on the table with a bang. He had an impulse to hit the wall. Why did I not have such good luck? God! Just drop one of you, Ray!
"Dinner? We'll talk about it then. " Sikong Banyu felt that the woman she had just met was a little annoying. She didn't know why she was so close to herself and what the purpose was.
"Well, I'll talk about it then. Don't leave after school. Wait for me in the office. I'll go to class first." Zhao Yao said, picking up his teaching plan, happy out of the office, as if feeling a moment, the haze of life is full of sunshine, this man, like God in front of him, this time he must make good use of it.
A sigh should be with a hostile and envious eyes left the office, leaving Sikong half speechless. When he provoked these people, his eyes seemed to want to strangle himself.
But he did not have the mind to think about these things, his goal is only one, the third grade three class two to attract their own breath. From the last class in the morning, there is a class in the middle. Sikong Banyu slowly closes his eyes. In an instant, he seems to have a sea of red fire in his mind. He has been used to this for a long time, because he can see it every time he closes his eyes.
Time passes by quietly. The secong Banyu, who keeps his eyes closed, doesn't care about the people coming and going in the office. The only thing he has to wait for is the last time.
"Ding Lingling..." Finally, the bell rang again. He suddenly opened his eyes, stood up from his chair, walked out of the office, and looked at the direction of class 3, grade 3. He wanted to see what it was.
Zhao Yao was upset in this class, as if he was back in his student days, waiting for class to end. As soon as the bell rang, she couldn't wait to finish the course and ran to the direction of the office. But as soon as she got to the door of the office, she saw Sikong Banyu come to the door of class 3, grade 3.
"Does he have a class?" Zhao Yao was stunned and quickly walked to class three because he had no class this morning.Sikong Banyu walked to the door of the classroom and looked at the two breath coming in from the opposite window. He even lingered in the sky of the whole class, entangled with each other, and the source was from this. He frowned, which was different from what he expected. He thought that these two breath were from a student or something inside, but he didn't expect it was this What kind of result is this?
The students of class 3, looking at the half language of Sikong standing in a daze at the door, cast curious eyes one by one. Because class 2 and class 3 are neighbors, the story of Sikong Banyu in class 2 has already been spread to class 3. For the new Chinese teacher who is highly praised by class 2, they have been waiting for it early. Now they finally see me, but it is a little surprising.
Sikong half language sink, step into the classroom, stand on the platform, eyes have not been out of the classroom ceiling position, he is observing the flow of the two breath changes. The students in class 3 looked at Sikong Banyu and looked up at the ceiling. There was nothing on the ceiling! What on earth is Mr. Sikong looking at? I don't understand at all.
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