Chapter 32: Like the bright moon and morning glow

As soon as I arrived at school the next morning, Ji Su was already memorizing English words on his seat. This alone was much more reliable than his ex-student. In the past, Wen Liang came first, and he had to do anything with wiping the table and benches. Ren Yi enjoyed his success and always complained that Wen Liang was not upright in his attitude, and there was still dust on his legs.

When Ji Su saw Wen Liang coming, he leaned forward slightly and signaled him to go in from behind. The rules of No. 1 Middle School have been like this for many years. There are nine desks in each row of classrooms, five next to five, two aisles on both sides, and two on both sides are placed against the wall. Wen Liang's seat is on the left side of the third row, and if you want to enter, you have to pass through Ji Su's position. The 1995-year high school expansion was serious, especially key high schools like No. 1 Middle School. I don't know how many related households can stuff people into it. The consequence is that the actual number of students is more than twice as many approved enrollment. Classrooms with fifty or sixty people generally have nearly eighty or ninety students. The distance between rows can accommodate a normal-sized student sitting down, and the excess activity space can be almost negligible.

Fatty people in this era are very painful. It is almost impossible to complete the task when they sit in the seat and turn their bodies. Sometimes, if they have to communicate with classmates in the back row, they have to follow the standards of ergonomics, move their heads and waists, and twist their necks at strange angles. After ten minutes of class, their backs are sore, and their necks are cramped. Fortunately, the advertisements of Ha Pharmaceutical Factory No. 6 were not crazy that year, otherwise they would have to eat a large bottle cap every day?

The students on both sides were fine, but they were just troublesome for two people to enter and exit. The group of goods in the middle stood up and all the riots. If someone urinated frequently one day, they would not be scolded halfway to death, it would be a big deal. Class 3 is still good. Wen Liang heard that Class 30 of high school was exaggerated to more than 100 people. When school started in summer, the last row of desks were stuck at the back door, and one leg could be reached into the corridor during class. When the wind blew, I guess the guy had only one sentence in his heart: The wind blew his crotch and it was chilly!

Wen Liang grabbed his head. If Ji Su didn't get up, he could only squeeze in. The rubbing between his waist and hips was inevitable. As soon as he hesitated, Ji Su immediately understood what he was worried about, and the joy of being respected arose in his heart: Wen Liang is still different from others after all! But the girl's thoughts were inexplicable, and she was also a little disappointed. To this day, he just regarded himself as an ordinary friend.

Ji Su smiled slightly, stood up and moved out of his position, and said softly: "The chair and the table have been wiped. Look at it is not clean, I will wipe it for you."

This kind of treatment is a world of difference from Ren Yi's deskmate. That kid either comes late or occasionally comes early and takes a rag to wipe it a few times. In Wen Liang's words, even the stupidest cat is cleaner than this when washing his face with his paws!

Wen Liang brushed his hand on the table that could be used as a mirror and smiled and said, "Even mosquitoes have to fall off, what else is there to be unclean? Ji Su, you are so diligent is not a solution. If I get used to such lazy days in the future, we are not a deskmate again, what should I do?"

Ji Su was amused by Wen Liang and laughed. After a while, she calmed down. She suddenly turned her head and whispered: "Then let's stay at the same table all the time!"

Wen Liang regretted that he wanted to slap himself. When will this problem be changed? He blew up and said, "Then you have to risk being regarded as a class enemy by all boys. Ji Su, what deep hatred do we have? Do you want to frame me like this?" He neither agreed nor refused. He also made jokes and flattered the beauty twice. At this age, he had this kind of skill, and there was no other person except Uncle Wen.

Wen Liang looked wronged and wanted to cry, and Ji Su fell on the table again. Since he met Wen Liang, he has been happy more and more days, and he has been unhappy less and less. Like him, maybe it is so simple!

Ren Yi came at some point and said to Meng Ke with a lip, "Is this funny? Is it so happy to laugh with me?"

"It's very funny!" Seeing Ren Yi still looked contemptuous and Wen Liang, Meng Ke said with a slight smile: "What you don't understand is not his words themselves, but his mood when he hears this person's voice."

The third session in the afternoon was a mathematics class. Teacher Huang was passionately explaining trigonometric functions. Wen Liang accidentally took a nap. Since he got the full mark in math last time, the teacher has paid special attention to him. Although his eyes have been bad, he immediately noticed it. He snorted coldly and called Wen Liang to go on stage to do exercises.

Ji Su looked at him with some concern. Wen Liang made an OK gesture under the table and finished the question neatly. One question was good. Although the teacher was very satisfied, he was a role model and had to say something. He was just about to give a tactful admonition, asking him to be cautious of being arrogant and impetuous, not to stay in his past grades, and look to the future. The classroom door was suddenly pushed open, and Ye Yuting, dressed in light green, stood at the door and said, "Teacher Huang, I have something to ask Wen Liang to come out."

Wen Liang escaped, hurriedly followed Ye Yuting downstairs, and said fearfully as he walked, "Teacher Ye, you just rained in time. If you come later, I will be criticized."

"Hmm?" Ye Yuting stopped and stared at him suspiciously, "What mistake did you make?"

"It's nothing, it's just a little distracted in class. Why do you think Teacher Huang's eyes work so well?"

When Ye Yuting glared at Teacher Huang, he glared at him, and didn't take it seriously, and said with a smile: "Distracted? Don't you sit next to Ji Su, don't have the heart to attend class anymore, right?"

Wen Liang was startled, looked around and looked at no one, and smiled bitterly: "Teacher Ye, I found that your thoughts are very unhealthy..."

Even though Ye Yuting had long been used to Wen Liang's nonsense, she was almost crazy by this sentence. She reached out to grab his ear and said, "Believe it or not, I will turn your seat away immediately?"

"Teacher Ye, you hurt me!" Wen Liang grinned and raised his hand to surrender, but his palm accidentally touched a soft and round place.

The two of them were shocked and stayed in the stairwell and on the steps!

Ye Yuting reacted first, let go of the right hand that grabbed Wen Liang's ear, and wanted to avoid it. She was panicked and forgot that she was on the narrow steps. When she slipped under her feet, her body fell down.

"ah!"

Before the screams fell, Wen Liang quickly looked forward, and his body turned to face Ye Yuting, holding her waist with both hands at the same time. Because Ye Yuting stood on the upper steps, Wen Liang and her were staggered with her. The inertia of diving brought the two close together, and Uncle Wen's face was buried in front of her chest.

But at this time, neither of them was thinking about this. Wen Liang had to rely on his skills he had trained in the past six months to barely maintain his balance, protecting Ye Yuting and retreating down four or five steps until he hit the wall at the corner.

"Bang!"

Wen Liang felt a soreness on his back, his ankles twisted a little, but his arms were soft and fragrant. It was just like this. But I didn't expect that Teacher Ye looked at him with a beautiful and pleasant figure and had such a good figure. His hand on his waist not only slid three inches in the process just now, but was placing it on his raised buttocks. For a moment, the vulgar uncle had a heart attack and his fingers gently twisted.

Ye Yuting calmed down a little and asked anxiously: "Are you okay? Are you hurt?" After looking up and down, he didn't notice the injury, but immediately realized that his posture with Wen Liang was too ambiguous. He couldn't find a gap in his body. The base of his thigh seemed to be able to feel the other person's body temperature. His lips were only a few inches away, and he could smell the fragrance of his breathing while he spoke. What's more, his hand was placed there, just a light move, just like a tens of millions of degrees of current flowing through the depths of his body, causing layers of tremors.

If it were other students, Ye Yuting would not feel strange at all. Some physical contact was irrelevant in urgent situations. But for some reason, her mind was far from reaching the purity of teachers and students. This was not a fault for her. Anyone who deals with Wen Liang would subconsciously treat him as an adult. This was a smell in his bones and could not be hidden no matter how hard he was.

Ye Yuting's face was covered with a blush, as if the bright moon was indescribable, charming and charming. Teacher Ye, who has always been dignified and beautiful, rarely shows such an expression. Even if the saint is there, it will be dazzled, let alone Uncle Wen, a bitch? She waited for a few seconds, but when she saw Wen Liang still didn't let go, she held her hands on her chest and took a few steps back. Wen Liang had no other thoughts, but just was just an instinctive reaction of an adult. He was thick-skinned and smiled: "Am I considered a hero to save the beauty? Like Lei Feng, Lai Ning, and Dong Cunrui, they have made their own contributions to the great cause of human liberation?"

The blush on Ye Yuting's face had not yet dissipated, but her mood adjusted. Wen Liang was still her student after all, so she would not feel too embarrassed. She said angrily: "If you don't get hurt, hurry up. Someone is waiting below. If you talk to me, I will tear it!" After that, you should walk downstairs first.

Wen Liang laughed, let go, and followed him quickly. He was afraid that the scene just now would embarrass Ye Yuting and alienate the two. He didn't want to care about much, but his teacher-student friendship with Ye Yuting was in it.

"I'm going to Yishan County tomorrow. One day, what snacks can I bring to you for helping the teacher?"

Ye Yuting gave him a blank look and said, "This is how officials teach their children? I have time to talk to Wen Huaiming, why did I train my son to become a little girl?"

Wen Liang sighed: "I had the intention to shine on the moon, but the moon shines on the ditch, just..."

When he arrived downstairs, Liu Tianlai stood not far away. Wen Liang's heart moved. Just as he was about to pass, Ye Yuting grabbed him and pointed at Liu Tianlai and whispered: "Do you know him? During class time, the teacher is responsible for your safety!"

Wen Liang nodded and said, "It's my uncle, maybe you have something to come to me at home."
Chapter completed!