Chapter 144 Chu Xue

At the end of November, Kyoto ushered in the first snow of the year. This world, which was already more complicated and busy, was slightly stagnant. Most of the first snow was soft, and the silky coldness that would melt as long as you touch your cheeks. It was the kind of snow that would make you soak your clothes when you walked around the outdoors. You could not help but step on it, and you could not keep the traces. It seemed that people just wanted to know that she had been here, but the others did not want to record such a moment in a petty bourgeois mood, or just a simple feeling of a person. Such free and easy reflects the light of the star points, melts, and then...

I don’t know what kind of thoughts or considerations, Situ Caiwei did not choose to leave Chenhui. She still wore capable professional attire and stepped back and forth in black high heels that were neither tall nor short. On the short journey of Class 1 or 1 to the office, she made a "click" and "click" sound that responded to a certain rhythm. She ignored the teacher who knew some of the inside stories indifferently and concealed her different eyes. No one could clearly show it. After all, even the defeated ancient beast was not a domestic cat who could provoke the majesty of the same bloodline. No one would make himself uncomfortable, and it was very likely that it was not just uncomfortable.

The subjects taught by Situ Caiwei are history, but in fact this is a rare situation among class teachers. In today's test-oriented education, how can such arrangements make the subject teachers of mathematics, language and English feel? But at least the situation in Class 1, 1, Grade 1, 1, 1, 2008. In fact, nothing is more absurd than reality. Just like because Wang Qibu maintained the terrifying scores of full marks in history subjects in both monthly exams, just like Situ Caiwei arranged for Wang Qibu to be the representative of history courses, just like Situ Caiwei, standing on the podium, holding a chapter of the midterm exam paper in one hand, and holding the black lotos glasses frame in the other hand, and saying to the whole class with some emotional voice, "The results of the midterm exam have come out. Let's applause congratulate Wang Qibu on his full marks in history again, and the total scores of each subject continue to lead the whole grade."

You should know that just last week, the once glorious and now declining Zhang family in the capital received Zhang Deqiang's ashes. Moreover, the staff of the Guoan Security Department did not even have a decent explanation, just a faint sentence, "When you are detained and waiting for trial, you commit suicide for fear of punishment." At the same time, you should also know that this is an era where there are not many dead enemies!

Wang Qibu stood up, like a 16 or 7-year-old pure and shy boy who would blush when he pulled the girl's little hands and said, "Teacher, if you always praise me like this, I will be proud. In fact, in order not to let down the hopes of parents, to sorry for your encouragement and training, to the selfless help of the students, and to the needs of the great ideas of reform and opening up, I study hard and improve every day, which is what I should be worth."

Nana was the first to laugh, maybe because the child's laughter was low, maybe because she was the one closest to Wang Qibu. Then the laughter spread to the whole class. Song Ai Meng and Ye Baoshan covered their faces together, sighing that this guy could indeed refresh the shameless offline every day. Xia Wei even turned around and gave Wang Qibu a fierce look, thinking about how this guy would come out in the future. Thinking that one day he would introduce this to his sisters, Xia Wei blushed, not because of shyness! It seems that girls' feelings are not always poetic, and sometimes they are realistic.

"Student Wang Qibu, I hope you can continue to maintain this hard-earned grade..." Although indifferent, it does not mean that Situ Caiwei is a robot. The messy things that happened that morning, the so-called death of her fiancé and the persistence that she didn't know why, all require a big heart to work hard to tolerate. She is not sure that she will choose to escape because she can't help it. So, facing the provocation that Wang Qibu seemed to her, she decided to just do it and continue to announce the grades of other students in the class.

However, this simple idea was declared bankrupt due to Wang Qibu's interruption. "Teacher, then if I can continue to maintain it, will there be rewards? Although in order not to let down the hopes of parents, to sorry for your encouragement and training, to the selfless help of the students, and to the needs of the great ideas of reform and opening up, I studied hard and improved every day, which is what I should do. But children as old as me also need encouragement, right?" If there is still that animal in this world who can overturn his remarks a few minutes ago with confidence and slapped himself in the face without any shame, then that animal must be Wang Qibu. Because he did just now.

Situ Caiwei endured it and tried not to show grievances and resentment in her eyes, which should not be expressed to a classmate in her class.

"Otherwise, I'll invite me to your house for a simple meal. The teacher needs to cook in person." While Situ Caiwei was enduring, Wang Qibu said this sentence with expectation on his face and continued to refresh the lower limit of other people's character. Especially the two words "Peace" almost caused Situ Caiwei's resentment to burst out. Are these two words the guest said? Especially you, an unpopular guest.

"Okay." This good word is something that everyone can tell that the head teacher said gritted his teeth, so the classmates in the class began to not understand why Wang Qibu was so aggressive. After a deep breath, Situ Caiwei continued, "If you still have this result in the final exam, I will invite Wang Qibu to my house for a simple meal." The last two words were quite serious. From this, we can see that even if they are indifferent, Situ Caiwei has the same standard of disgust as normal humans. She cared very much. Wang Qibu was really angry with her. Since encountering Wang Qibu, Situ Caiwei's emotional fluctuations have definitely surpassed the accumulation of over the past ten years.

After class, Nana frowned and said to Wang Qi, "Why do you always like to bully the class teacher? Or is it because of the last day of military training? My grandfather said that men should have a stubbornness. You shouldn't care about the past anymore." Being able to say such words actually proved two things, and it was actually one thing. That is, Nana is a naive and simple child who is not on guard against anyone.

"Uh, classmate Nana. How could I bully the teacher? Don't you think I'm showing kindness to the teacher? You know, I've forgiven the teacher for a long time. The person who is still worried about it is her, not me." Wang Qibu smiled and ignored the other party's IQ and asked back, and then said from the bottom of his heart.

"No. Although I am stupid, I still know girls very well. The head teacher just now looked like he wanted to cry immediately. It was all because you bully people by talking nonsense. In short, if you do this again, I won't give you snacks and don't lend you a pillow to sleep in class." Waving his fleshy fist, Nana retorted. Ye Baoshan, who was sitting in the front row, burst into tears when he heard this. This was the unfair fate he was enduring for many years.

"Hmph, if you don't eat your snacks, I can eat the fat man in front. As for the pillow, do you know why it was a little wet when you hug you that day?" Wang Qibu sneered viciously. Ye Baoshan in the front row suddenly fell down.

But the dazed Nana was still dazed in her favorite cartoon pillow fate. "Don't you say it's because you were soaked in the water in the cup?"

"This is what you stupid girl will believe. Would I tell me that I dreamed of having a big meal that day, and after waking up, I found that the pillow was already wet?" Wang Qibu said in a very arrogant way. At the end, he also noted a very fake but annoying smirk, "Hahaha!"

A woman's reaction to certain things is always not proportional to her IQ. Just like after listening to Wang Qibu's words, Na Na's face turned red. You should know that after the pillow was dry, she still held her back and slept for several days before washing. Thinking of this, Na Na, who was coaxing her face, whispered to the scum, "Accompany, you bastard."

But Wang Qibu looked at Nana as if he was watching an alien for a while, and then said, "Did you know me the first day?"

So, the dazed Nana was speechless at the time. She wanted to tell the teacher, but immediately thought that the scum was a bad guy who had just bullied the teacher, so it would be of use to tell the teacher that he wouldn't see him. She thought about going home and telling her mother, but what should she say? Should she say to her mother, "My deskmate is a bastard, bullying me at school." Even if she was slow, she could guess that her mother's next reaction was definitely not for her own atmosphere, but would pull herself on the bed, trying to ask, "Come, tell my mother, what kind of boy is that?" She would also say to herself, "Big daughter, you are still young, and you are just a high school student, you should focus on your studies." Well, as I said before, women's reactions about certain things are always not proportional to their IQ. Her worries are actually very close to reality.

"You, you said you wouldn't let others bully me." Nana said in a pissing voice.

"I'll fulfill my promise. Has anyone bullied you except me in the past three months?" Wang Qibu said. His shameless expression could not even be watched by Song Ai Meng, who had been watching the fun and playing soy sauce next to him, and scolded, "You scum, you will die if you don't bully this stupid girl for a day."

"I won't die, I just feel bored." Wang Qibu replied sincerely, even a little calm. So Song Ai Meng was furious and called Ye Baoshan, "Fatty guy comes here to help, today we two will eliminate the harm for the people."

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A gust of wind blew open the back door of the classroom, and the snowflakes that floated in fell on Wang Qibu's beautiful face, but it was faintly melancholy because of the snow, and then melted. This sentimental scenery man murmured like this, "Is it the first snow? That's it."

(Is my high school history teacher the class teacher? Is my high school history teacher the first and second monthly exam calendar, and do all the midterm exam history score? Well, the first-class person in the year is not me. So in order to comfort my lost mood, how about you give me a collection?)
Chapter completed!