Chapter 393 At that time, Song Yao was still very cold In the living room, Song Yao looked at him as if he were a fool, surprised that this guy could be so thick-skinned. Bah, are you going there to study? I don't even want to point it out to you. “Is this a bad reason?” Seeing that Song Yao didn't say anything, Xu Qingzhou touched his chin and said, "Then I'll change one." Song Yao couldn't control her Qilin arm and began to clench her fists secretly. "Cough~ cough~" Xu Qingzhou coughed twice and squeezed his eyes towards the kitchen to remind Song Yao that Ms. Wang and others were at home. Song Yao rolled her eyes at him unhappily but didn't do anything. "Your eyes are cramped?" Wang Xiaping brought out a plate of stir-fried pork and just happened to see Xu Qingzhou squinting. "It got into the sand."
Xu Qingzhou replied, you can't say that you are seeking death. "Xiao Yao, this brat is so dishonest. If he dares to mess with you, just give him a good beating." Wang Xiaping didn't believe his lies. Song Yao nodded, covering her mouth and laughing softly. "Mom, I'm your biological son." “I picked it up.” "I really didn't bully her. I just said I wanted to learn English with her." "learn English?" Wang Xiaping turned to look at Song Yao, wondering: "Is this what he was talking about?" "Well, he said we should learn English together." Song Yao could only nod and said that she was learning English, but in a hotel. "He's talking nonsense." Wang Xiaping felt that the matter was not that simple. She warned Xu Qingzhou not to bully Song Yao and went back to the kitchen to cook. Soon, the aroma of food in the living room became stronger. Wang Xiaping called out, and Xu Qingzhou and Song Yao followed her into the kitchen, serving dishes and rice. At 5: in the afternoon, four people were already sitting around the dining table. The atmosphere was as good as always. They talked about a lot of things, from Xu Qingzhou's embarrassing childhood to studying abroad. Of course, Xu Shouyun and Wang Xiaping had even less experience in studying abroad, so they just reminded him of one thing: to pay attention to personal safety. Xu Shouyun said, "Your class teacher and the school leaders came to visit us a few times before. You don't need to ask the principal or anything like that, but you can go visit your class teacher when you have time in the future." When their son was in high school, they often troubled Teacher Liu. "Is the old class teacher still the director?" Xu Qingzhou asked.
Wang Xiaping corrected: "What old class teacher? Teacher Liu." "I heard he's going to retire soon." Xu Qingzhou asked Song Yao for her opinion: "Do you want to go and have a look before going abroad?" "Yeah, I haven't seen you for three years." Song Yao nodded. Liu Ying used to be very nice to her, or rather, he was very responsible to the entire class. After dinner, the family of four sat on the sofa and watched TV. At 7 o'clock in the evening, Song Yao also got up and prepared to go home. Before leaving, Wang Xiaping reminded: "Drive slowly on the road." "understood." Xu Qingzhou waved and closed the door. "Yes, we can already fill up a mahjong table during the Chinese New Year." Wang Xiaping returned to the living room, sat down, and sighed, "This brat, he's already in his twenties, but he's still so lazy all day long." "Look at how much Xiaoyao is wearing, and how dishevelled Qingzhou is. How do you describe it using that phrase on the internet? They are on different levels. Yes, these two people are not on the same level." "The two children have their own ideas. We don't need to worry about them." Xu Shouyun focused on the football game on TV. After he finished speaking, he immediately realized something was wrong. He turned around and saw that his wife's face had turned sour. He quickly made amends: "What I mean is that the times are different, the experiences are different, and Qingzhou and the others have their own rhythm." In Wutong Community, two young people turned a corner at the intersection, and the house they had just come out of disappeared behind them. Song Yao looked around and saw no one. Then she narrowed her eyes and said, "Xu Qingzhou." "Song Yao, you haven't left the community yet. Maybe someone you know will show up and see you beating up your boyfriend." Xu Qingzhou took a few steps back and spoke quickly. Sure enough, Song Yao didn't move, but just said: "Why are you so far away from me?" "It's hot if you get closer." Xu Qingzhou moved closer, but still kept a safe distance. However, Song Yao really seemed to have no intention of taking action. She took light steps and walked past Xu Qingzhou. The two walked out of Wutong Community one after the other. In July, Chengdu was as hot as a boiler. Only at this time would it feel a little better. The two of them walked slowly, as they would go to study abroad in less than a week. "Are you full?" Xu Qingzhou looked at Song Yao. "Yeah." Song Yao nodded. She originally had a bowl of rice, but under Wang Xiaping's hospitality, she ate half a bowl more. After a pause, she took the initiative to say, "Do you want to touch it?" "No touch." Xu Qingzhou suspected that the girl was fishing. "I promise not to hit you." "This" Xu Qingzhou looked at Song Yao's sincere expression and hesitated. Finally, based on the principle of not touching her, he reached out his hand. Before he touched Song Yao's belly, his claws were grabbed by Song Yao.
Oops, I fell into the trap again. "You just promised." "I do not remember." pia~ Xu Qingzhou called Liu Ying the next day. According to his estimation, Liu Ying should have just finished teaching the senior year and should have taken a break in July or August, but coincidentally, Liu Ying was dealing with lesson plans at school. After agreeing on a time, he and Song Yao packed up briefly, bought some fruit, and headed towards Chengnan Middle School. At 9:, the two arrived at the school gate and stood outside. Occasionally, they could hear the sound of reading aloud from the nearest teaching building. At the school gate, there was indeed a sign saying "No entry for members of the public". When Xu Qingzhou was about to call Liu Ying, he saw his head teacher, whom he hadn't seen for three years, coming out. There were a lot of white hair on both sides of Liu Ying's forehead. "Teacher Liu." "I'm already very happy that you came to see me. Why do you bring things with you?" The usually gloomy head teacher rarely smiled. "Just a little thought." Xu Qingzhou smiled and said, after all, they are at school, too expensive things would not have a good influence, fruits are just right. The three of them walked towards the teaching building while talking about recent developments. Talented men and beautiful women. These were the words that popped into Liu Ying's mind when she saw Xu Qingzhou and Song Yao. These two people can now be said to be legendary figures in the eyes of the students of Chengnan Middle School. For example, last time she caught a couple kissing on the playground, the other party actually said: "Xu Shen and his girlfriend were also in love in high school." The result is - please ask the parents. You really think you are Xu Qingzhou and Song Yao. The college entrance examination had just ended and all other teachers were on vacation, leaving Liu Ying alone in the office. When Liu Ying heard that Xu Qingzhou and Song Yao were going to study abroad, he sighed again. Who would have thought that the taciturn students before could achieve such success. Things are impermanent. Liu Ying said: "I have taught so many high school couples, but not many of them can end up together. You two should be good to each other in the future." Having produced two such students, my teaching career can be considered complete. Xu Qingzhou and Song Yao both nodded. It was obvious that in front of their teacher, they were still secretly in love. To visit the former class teacher and catch up with the past, as there were no other plans, the two of them stayed in the office for half an hour, then stood up to say goodbye and wanted to walk around the school. Chengnan Middle School hasn't changed much, except for the playground which has been renovated.
Xu Qingzhou sighed a little. Unlike before, the corridor windows were not closed with iron bars. What he didn't know was that the school had actually had such a discussion at the beginning. Students nowadays are under a lot of pressure and worried about accidents happening in school. But the plan was eventually stopped. As a school that has produced winners of the Chern Prize and the Wolf Prize in Mathematics, Chengnan Middle School is now gaining momentum. Not only are many teachers and students opposed to it, but even the higher-ups are opposed to it. The status of Chengnan Middle School has risen rapidly. It can be called a model school. If it is run like a prison, what will it look like? (End of this chapter)
