"Come on, I think you can't eat the grapes and say they are sour, but you are pretending to give them to me!" I exposed Guo Qing's thoughts without mercy.
"Uh, this, hehe!" Guo Qing immediately blushed.
"Guo Qing, stand up!" Ye Xiaoxiao appeared at the door of the classroom just after morning self-study.
After hearing this, Guo Qing stood up lazily. Ever since Guo Qing hung out with other gangsters on campus all day long, he no longer had the same respect for school leaders and teachers as before, and always had a casual attitude.
"Guo Qing, I heard that you are quite capable. What kind of school beauty ranking did you choose?" Ye Xiaoxiao stared at Guo Qing with a gloomy face.
At this time, I saw Liu Kesheng standing behind Ye Xiaoxiao. As expected, this boy was the one who told the secret. His uncle was already at the end of his rope, and he still dared to do little things behind his back!
Guo Qing also noticed Liu Kesheng and glared at him so hard that Liu Kesheng quickly slipped into the classroom.
"Can you say something?" Ye Xiaoxiao asked angrily when she saw Guo Qing standing silent.
"Squeak~!" Guo Qing made a sound with his mouth. After a brief silence, the whole class burst into laughter.
"You——" Ye Xiaoxiao said with a livid face.
"What am I? Didn't you tell me to chirp?" Guo Qing said nonchalantly.
"I've never seen a student like you!" Ye Xiaoxiao stamped her foot and was so angry that she didn't know what to say.
"Are you missing?" Guo Qing said casually.
"You - why do you think you selected this?" Ye Xiaoxiao was almost stunned by Guo Qing, and finally remembered the purpose of interrogating Guo Qing.
"What are you going to do? Which school rule prohibits me from selecting the school belle?" Guo Qing said boldly.
Ye Xiaoxiao pointed at Guo Qing, suppressing her blush, unable to say a word and almost crying.
Seeing Ye Xiaoxiao like this, I suddenly felt a little unbearable. Ye Xiaoxiao is actually not that old, only in her twenties. She must be a spoiled child at home, how could she have ever been so angry!
Finally I stood up, patted Guo Qing gently, and said in a deep voice: "Forget it, you and Ye Xiaoxiao should apologize!"
Guo Qing looked back at me and then at Ye Xiaoxiao. Although he was reluctant, he still said: "Teacher Ye, I was wrong!"
I know that Guo Qing will definitely listen to what I say. Although this kid usually smiles playfully with me, he has regarded me as his boss and his backbone. He will definitely listen to me on important matters. Because every time I give him
Any suggestions or decisions are correct.
Ye Xiaoxiao looked at me in disbelief as I stepped forward, but then immediately changed her eyes to gratitude. She knew that if it weren't for me, she wouldn't have been able to stand in front of the whole class today. Ye Xiaoxiao couldn't help but suddenly thought of me in her heart.
Those words written on the English test paper made my face blush for no reason. Why does this student always do things so unexpectedly? He seems to be much more mature than himself in handling things.
After Ye Xiaoxiao left, Guo Qing said dissatisfied: "Boss, why did you ask me to apologize to her? I haven't apologized to anyone yet!"
"Okay, even if you apologize to me, that'll be alright, right?" I said helplessly, Guo Qing is really awesome now, and no one in school can deny him face.
"Humph——, your boss probably has a crush on Teacher Ye. Look at how intimate he was just now, and he wants to return it to Ye Xiaoxiao!" Before I could say anything, Zhao Yanyan interjected from the side.
"No way, boss?" Guo Qing's eyes widened and he looked like he had eaten a fly: "What's your vision? Why don't you let several school beauties go and chase that older young woman?"
Older young women? I didn’t know what to say after hearing Guo Qing’s comments. It seems that Guo Qing still has opinions about Ye Xiaoxiao. Is this how students evaluate teachers?
It was already past seven o'clock when I came out of Uncle Zhao's villa in the evening.
Uncle Zhao has basically finalized the problem of the factory building, and it has been settled near the suburbs of Songjiang City. There used to be a TV factory there, but it just closed down this year. Some of the welding equipment can be taken over directly, and then only a chip production line will be needed. The TV factory used to be
All the factories are state-owned, and thanks to Zhao Limin's intervention, they were rented without spending much money.
I was walking on the night road in Songjiang City, looking at the small vendors on both sides of the street and some food stalls selling various snacks. It felt really friendly. In my previous life, I always came to places like this with Guo Qing.
When I walked to the familiar Malatang stall, my mouth watered uncontrollably. I thought of the comments I had seen on the Internet in my previous life, saying that Malatang is equal to gutter oil plus E. coli, so go to hell.
"Have a bowl of Malatang without the coriander." I handed over two dollars and said to the owner of the Malatang stall.
"Hey, Weier, a guest is here, hurry up and grab the food." After taking the money, the woman who looked like a boss shouted.
"Here we come, Mom." A young and beautiful girl with a ponytail agreed and ran over with a little apron tied around her waist. I was actually a little stunned when I saw it, she was so simple and without any decoration.
, although the clothes are ordinary, they can't hide her natural beauty. If Zhao Yanyan is a hibiscus, then the saying "come out of the mud but not stained" is tailor-made for her. If I hadn't seen it with my own eyes, I really wouldn't
I believe there are such outstanding girls in this market.
"What do you want?" the girl picked up a small iron basket and said to me.
"What do you want?" When the girl saw that I didn't respond, she just stared at her and whispered again.
I looked away awkwardly and said quickly: "Mushrooms, kohlrabi, tofu skin, and some gluten."
The girl quickly grabbed a handful and stuffed them into the iron basket and handed them to the woman next to her.
"Do you want coriander, chili pepper and vinegar?" the girl asked, pouring the cooked Malatang into a small basin.
"Yes, put more chili pepper." I said.
I took the Malatang, sat at a small table on the roadside, and ate it with relish amid the dust and car exhaust. It tasted really good, and it seemed like I would visit more often in the future! In fact, I knew very well that I was doing this for
I can see this girl and make excuses.
"Hi! Weier, are you still busy?" A disgusting sissy voice came into my ears. Damn it, could it be that he is the last eunuch of New China? Doesn't this make me vomit? I raised my head
I started to look over.
A young man of about 20 years old who was dressed up in a fashionable manner was standing next to the girl named Wei'er, followed by two followers behind him. At first glance, he was not a good person, and he was most likely a gangster in society.
son.
"Hey, it's Mr. Yang! Do you want spicy hot pot?" The landlady immediately greeted him.
"Go and stay aside, you have nothing to do here!" The arrogant young man known as Mr. Yang waved his hand impatiently to the landlady, not taking her seriously at all. (Not finished yet.