Chen Gui was sleeping and felt a pair of soft hands stroking his back, and waves of womanly fragrance poured into his nose.

"Wake up, are you feeling uncomfortable?"

The touch of the palm becomes a light slap, and the slap becomes a slap.

What a familiar sound, what a familiar smell. Chen Gui was sleepy at this moment and didn't intend to open his eyes, but used his left hand to push the noisy person in front of him away.

Through the clothes, I could feel a ball of elastic objects, and then there were sharp screams, accompanied by the sound of tables and chairs collapsed.

Chen Gui sat up in a panic, afraid that he would be hanging over the street at this moment and looking around, he must be dreaming. Nie Fengling, blackboard, classroom, and dense classmates were sitting next to him.

It must be that today’s wedding banquet brought back memories of the student days, thinking about things on the day and dreaming at night, this must be the case.

"Chengui, what's wrong with you?"

Sitting against the wall, wearing ponytails, wearing purple short-sleeved and jeans, Nie Fengling asked with a pure face and concerned.

More people's eyes are now focused on the English teacher lying on the desk, with their short skirts slit and their hands waving randomly, which is very indecent. There are a pile of books scattered on the ground, and there are tables and chairs that are overturned on the adjacent table.

Half of the classroom has fallen into a mess.

You Xianyu, who was separated from Chen Gui, was stunned for a long time before he helped the English teacher up.

Looking at the real thing under the light in front of him, Chen Gui pinched his arm hard, and the place where he was pinched immediately turned purple, and the severe pain instantly spread to his brain. Damn, I'm not dreaming.

"Chen Gu, are you crazy?"

The beautiful teacher who stood up was now staring at him like an angry lioness.

"What's wrong? Where am I? What the hell is going on? Can anyone tell me?"

Chen Gui shouted loudly, but in fact, he had already vaguely felt that he was one of the ones who had gone back in time, traveled through time, and rebirth. He raised this inner question, which should be able to resolve the anger of the beauty in front of him.

Sure enough, the beautiful teacher in front of him was stunned, and his angry face instantly turned to care, and he stretched out his palm to cover his forehead.

"It's so hot, I guess I'm confused."

Chen Gui felt a split headache, the past entered my mind like a rush of thousands of miles of memories, and my memories became clearer and clearer. Not only the words I remembered this morning, but also the success and fame twenty years later.

He has no regrets when he exchanges his wealth for his youth for twenty years. He cannot measure whether he is worth it or not, because he cannot judge whether he can change his life trajectory after he relied on his life.

Today is September 20, 2001, and there are 260 days left before the college entrance examination. However, for this private high school, even if you want to take the college entrance examination tomorrow, you will not feel the slightest pressure of learning, because most of them

Mathematics students have given up since they entered this school gate.

Chen Gui was the last semester, and he fell from Xiaofeng No. 1 Middle School in the second semester of his second year of high school. The reason was that he was persuaded to withdraw from the game hall too many times at No. 1 Middle School.

Xiaofeng's private high school learned about this news and felt like he was treasured. The principal personally took action to work with his parents, waived all tuition and miscellaneous fees, and arranged a single dormitory.

Xiaofeng Private High School has only been more than two years since its establishment, which means there is no graduate yet.

Principal Wang knew his students' strengths. All the students recruited by the school failed to get into public high schools, and they were more than 100 points away from the second high school score line, and they were less than 100 points away. There was also the possibility of repeating the school or spending money to buy points.

Principal Wang was a retired teacher at No. 1 Middle School and found business opportunities. Which parent doesn’t want their children to go to high school or college? In addition, the market economy has been developing for decades, and most families are not short of tens of thousands of dollars.

So Xiaofeng's private high school was born, with admission threshold: no limit on scores, the registration fee of 10,000 yuan will start, and the upper limit will not be capped.

The registration fee for the poor student Li Jianshuang is 50,000 yuan, excluding tuition fees.

Chen Gui finished his last monthly exam before dropping out of school at No. 1 Middle School, and ranked eighth in the whole grade.

Principal Wang felt that strange things were very good. Even if Shen Gui had been sleeping in the school for a year or two, it would be no problem to take a junior college degree. Once the college entrance examination results of other schools were released, the number of admissions to first and second universities was announced. His school would announce the number of students going to college in the future, no matter what university it was. If no one was admitted to college, his school would be able to hold a bankruptcy celebration after three sessions.

For Chen Gui's parents, the biggest advantage of this high school is closed management, which only takes half a day off a week. Except for holidays, even if you are sick and without the accompany of a teacher, no one can leave the school gate.

Looking at the towering walls and the power grid on the iron gate, Chen Gui's parents satisfactorily completed the admission procedures, and it depends on how you play games in the future. Can you still grow wings and fly out?

So he became the hope of all the teachers in private high schools. The teachers lived in double rooms, and he lived in single rooms, and they were not dormitories. He lived on the top floor of the teaching building, and he lived in only one building. The teacher had to spend money to buy meal tickets for dinner, so he only used his face to scan his face. Even the chef-cooking aunt in the canteen looked flattering when she saw him, for fear that the school would lose her job after the bankruptcy.

The beautiful teacher was walking out the door with his hand and heading towards her office.

Chen Gui followed the beautiful teacher and remembered her self-introduction when she first appeared on the podium. My surname was Jiao...

There was an uproar under the podium, and classmate Hu Zi shouted, "I want my last name - Jiao."

Teacher Jiao just graduated from normal school. She exudes the perfect smell of a mature beauty. She has a round face and a pointed chin, a smooth forehead, a cute nose, big eyes with contact lenses, fair and plump

He always wore a low-necked professional dress and became the crush of most boys in Class 2.

Looking at the plump body twisting in the professional skirt, Chen Gui felt an inexplicable reaction, and he was really full of youth.

After time went back, Chen Gui clearly felt that there was some problem with the sensitivity of all parts of his body. His eyes could clearly see the faces of his classmates a hundred meters away, and it was clear. His mind was just flashing with the buttocks of Teacher Xia Jiao, and he could clearly see the inner insides of Teacher Jiao; his sense of smell was so sensitive that he could smell the smell of Teacher Jiao's upper circumference of his clothes; he could hear the whispers of classmates dozens of meters apart in his ears. He just clearly pushed Teacher Xia Jiao gently, but Teacher Jiao seemed to have been hit hard, and even his strength was exaggerated. These were definitely not changes brought by youth.

He tried to see if he could sense what Teacher Jiao was thinking, and he felt nothing. Fortunately, otherwise it would be so painful to live. If he could hear someone else's bad words in his stomach, he would not dare to date others.

The other teachers in the office went to tutor and study. Teacher Jiao closed the door, sat down in front of his desk, and then said angrily: "You don't have a fever. What's going on today? I just wanted to save your face. If it were someone else, I would call the security department."

Chen Gui looked at her with a smile, "Teacher Jiao, I'm sorry, I just dreamed of fighting with someone before I touched you."

Teacher Jiao always felt that Shen Gui was different at this moment. Although he was apologizing, he had a condescending domineering aura, which made her breathless. He was only nineteen years old, but suddenly exuded the smell that mature men had.

No, what does it mean to touch it? She obviously used all her strength to push her down, but now she still feels the pain.

As a glorious people's teacher, Jiao Yan was embarrassed to argue with his students whether to touch or push. Because the part was too sensitive, he could only bypass this topic. This is Chen Gui's cleverness. Even if he was unintentional, he pushed the teacher down while sleeping during self-study. If he was serious, he would definitely have memorized the punishment.

"As the class monitor, you take the lead in sleeping during evening self-study. Is this appropriate?"

"Teacher Jiao, is it hurt on your back? Does it hurt?"

Jiao Yan received some comfort in her heart, thinking that he was just sleepy by chance, and it was not wasting my time to love him in vain, and he knew that he would care about me. It wouldn't be a big deal if he didn't say it, but when he said it, Jiao Yan really felt that the bottom of her back was hurting a lot.

Chen Gui calculated the height of the desk and Jiao Yan, and her thighs should have been knocked lightly by the corner of the desk.

"I'll show it."

When Jiao Yan heard this, she was about to say that you are getting more and more courageous and want to be a hooligan to your teacher.
Chapter completed!