After lunch, Yan Feiyang was invited to Gongsun Lan's single dormitory to change the test papers.

As a chemistry class representative, acting as a teacher’s assistant to correct the test paper is the “job job”, and all class representatives have such obligations.

They just passed the exam in the morning, and the test papers were revised today and will be distributed tomorrow. Although Gongsun Lan had never been a high school teacher before, with her intelligence and wisdom, she soon got into the situation, and Teacher Sun was decent.

Xiao Xiao pouted, a little unhappy.

Not jealous.

Xiao Xiao is actually not a jealous person, she is very simple in her mind. She is satisfied with Yan Feiyang being nice to her. She should be wary of Ye Xiaotong at most on weekdays. As for Gongsun Lan, she will definitely not think about that aspect.

Gongsun Lan is pretty and doesn't seem to be old, but she is their teacher seriously. Xiao Xiao doesn't doubt what will happen between her and Yan Feiyang.

She was unhappy because she was too bored to stay alone in the classroom at noon. In the past, Yan Feiyang was accompanied by her and lay on the desk and took a nap. You looked at me and I looked at you, your nose was facing the nose, your eyes were facing the eyes, and even she could count how many eyelashes Yan Feiyang had. It was so sweet.

Xiao Xiao can't go with Yan Feiyang yet.

Physics and chemistry are her weaknesses.

If it is another subject, she is fully qualified to correct the test papers.

Of course, there is also a noun.

Although everyone in the school now knows that she and Yan Feiyang have a close relationship, most of them just know it and it is still inappropriate to make this relationship clear in front of the teacher.

The impact is not good.

The location for the paper correction is not in the Chemistry Group Office, but in Gongsun Lan’s single dormitory.

The Chemistry Group Office is so "smoky".

All other chemistry teachers are men, and many people like to smoke. The chemistry group office is not big, and Gongsun Lan can't stand it when a few guns are smoked. It's not that Gongsun Lan hates men smoking, but there are too many people smoking.

What I can't stand is that as long as she is in the office, there are always some men of all kinds who come to the chemistry group to chat and talk, and find opportunities to chat with her. Some of them are young male teachers in the school, most of whom are unmarried, but some are married. As for other men, God knows where they came from.

Gongsun Lan’s single dormitory is still in the old dormitory building.

In recent years, Weizhou Middle School has been building a large-scale construction and expanding teaching buildings, and has also built many new dormitory buildings. The new dormitory buildings are naturally built according to the layout of the unit, and are given priority to those old teachers with family and young teachers. Young teachers like Gongsun Lan, who have little experience or are single, naturally have to live in single dormitories.

Even if Principal Sun wants to take care of her, it is impossible to take care of her. No matter where she is, she must pay attention to seniority.

It doesn't matter to Gongsun Lan.

Although the single dormitory is a little old, it is still more suitable after renovation. It has a bathroom and a small kitchen, which is a little smaller, and the supporting facilities are quite complete.

The old dormitory building is hidden in a lush forest.

Weizhong covers hundreds of acres of land, including even the "primitive forest" left over from the 1940s and 1950s, with a beautiful scenery.

In spring and summer, birds chirp, flying in and out of the tall tree canopy, full of vitality.

"Go quickly, be careful on your head, if you accidentally fall something!"

When passing the tree-lined path, Gongsun Lan smiled and reminded Yan Feiyang.

She is a single teacher and most of the time she also eats in the cafeteria. After dinner, she goes back to her dormitory with Yan Feiyang.

Du Juan found this incredible.

The food in the No. 1 Middle School canteen has been eaten, and it is very difficult to eat. She really can't imagine how a lady who has always been pampered and has a very particular diet can swallow such a crude thing.

In the mansion, even if it is a cat or a dog, the food is more refined than that of the No. 1 Middle School canteen.

Why did the eldest lady be so arrogant and stay in this inexplicable Wei Monday Middle School? Although the eldest lady once said that she wanted to "play a big one", Du Juan really couldn't see what "big one" to play here.

Before Gongsun Lan finished speaking, a piece of bird dropping flying above her head fell down. Gongsun Lan flashed gently, letting her go, and giggled. The laughter was gentle and very compatible with her temperament.

Yan Feiyang smiled and nodded and said yes.

Finally avoiding the attack of bird droppings, he quickly walked to the downstairs of the dormitory.

Gongsun Lan's single dormitory is on the second floor. When you open the door, a smell of orchids and musk, with a faint fragrance of powder, thrust into your nose, making you feel refreshed when you smell it.

Although the dormitory is small and old, it is very clean. The room is not filled with various small toys like many young girls' rooms, nor is there any dazzling list of celebrity posters, and the furnishings are very simple.

Just a bed, a table, a bookshelves, and a few chairs.

There is a shelf next to the desk with an exquisite vase on it, with fresh flower branches inserted in the vase, which is so beautiful.

Open the window and face the small hillside on the back, with lush flowers and trees, and various wild flowers competing for beauty, each with their own characteristics, making people feel very cheerful without realizing it.

"Teacher Sun, your scenery is beautiful."

Yan Feiyang exclaimed.

These words come from the heart.

The dormitory building he rented was filled with dust and noise all day long, and there was no comparison with Gongsun Lan's "paradise".

Gongsun Lan smiled and said, "Spring, summer and early autumn are OK, but it will be different in late autumn. It is full of bleakness and will affect her mood."

Yan Feiyang said: "Autumn and winter are beautiful in autumn and winter, covered in silver and are particularly enchanting."

"Maybe."

Gongsun Lan nodded Yanran.

As for her teacher, it is hard to say whether she can be in the middle of winter.

At that moment, Gongsun Lan personally made a cup of tea for Yan Feiyang.

Tea is the best Mingqian tea newly picked this year. It just arrived at the house and was delivered to her overnight. At present, the Gongsun family is actually the eldest lady in charge of the family, and there are countless heroes who have to listen to her orders.

Yan Feiyang sipped it lightly, raised his eyebrows slightly, and said in surprise: "Good tea. This is the best cloud of the Ming Dynasty."

Gongsun Lan was also a little surprised and said in surprise: "Do you like to taste tea?"

You can taste the best Mingqiu in one bite, which is not something that ordinary tea shoppers can do.

Yan Feiyang said modestly: "I know a little bit of fur."

Gongsun Lan asked with interest: "Who taught you?"

Tea tasting is definitely a very hard work. Usually only people with money, leisure and taste have such hobbies. It is hard to imagine that someone would teach a half-aged child aged 17 or 18 to taste tea.

Generally speaking, young people do not have that state of mind, and even if they are taught by famous teachers, they will not be interested in it.

Gongsun Lan himself is an exception.

She was born to be quiet.

"My grandpa taught me."

Yan Feiyang did not hide it.

I'm afraid no one believes that my grandfather started to teach him to taste tea when he was about ten years old. At first, Yan Feiyang couldn't sit still and felt that this was boring. But the old man was very persistent and very strict, and insisted that he calm down and taste tea slowly. He didn't taste the slightest thing, so he was not allowed to move around.

Under such an almost "cruel" high pressure, Yan Feiyang experienced a rather "painful" process and finally slowly experienced the mysterious realm of tea tasting.

Later, he certainly knew that the reason why the old man forced him to taste tea was actually to hone his state of mind and allow him to change freely in the movement and stillness.

Speaking of which, Yan Feiyang's childhood is much more difficult than that of his peers.

He has no worries about food and clothing, and nutritional supplements are in place in time. The so-called hardship refers to the harsh training of the old man. Since he was sensible, he had almost no time to play games. The entire schedule was learned and the training was full of various arrangements.

I don’t know what magical method the old man used. Over time, Yan Feiyang not only got used to this rigorous training, but also found fun in it and no longer regarded it as a chore.

The old man told him that this was related to his internal skills.

"Nine Breaths of Convincion" is an extremely clever internal skills and mental method.

"I heard that you know martial arts, right?"

Gongsun Lan sat down at the desk and took out a stack of chemistry test papers, while asking casually.

"Can you get a little bit."

This is no longer a secret in school. He and Li Wugui are brave enough to deal with the gangsters. Who doesn’t know who in the school knows?

Gongsun Lan Yanran asked, "Who taught this? It's also your grandfather?"

"right."

Gongsun Lan looked very surprised and said, "Who is your grandfather? He knows so much? Is he a paranormal? I don't believe that he is really a mountaineer from Wushan."

Yan Feiyang answered honestly: "I don't know if he is a paradise, I only know that he is my grandfather."

Gongsun Lan couldn't help laughing. Many things that seemed incredible to others were no longer strange to the parties involved.

"Dear grandpa?"

Immediately, Gongsun Lan asked an inexplicable question as if she was casually asking.

Yan Feiyang showed a strange look on his face, and after a while, he said, "I don't know."

"ah?"

Gongsun Lan's black eyes were wide open.

Yan Feiyang whispered: "I have never met my parents, so I don't know if this is my dear grandfather. But my grandfather is very nice to me, better than dear grandfather."

"sorry."

Gongsun Lan said hurriedly, a flash of light flashed in her eyes.
To be continued...