Qingteng's Mind - Middle School Era

Chapter 612 - The Most Romantic Thing - Qing Ping Le

The courtyard is deep and deep, with willows piled with smoke, and the curtains are countless.

The young head teacher was startled, watching Principal Li's back disappearing from his eyes, suddenly remembered that familiar word, and couldn't help sighing softly in his heart.

Principal Li's eyes are always so thought-provoking and interesting, just like the dusk when the door is closed, the spring that can't be kept.

He was still asking Hua Hua with tears in his eyes, but Principal Li turned his head in a deep ignorance. Broken Shadow went with the swing.

Leave him alone, savoring slowly in the classroom, savoring carefully.

Ahem, aftertaste?
It seems that Mr. Zhao can make aftertaste snacks.

The young head teacher couldn't help but raised his hand to straighten the hair that had just flowed past his ears. He hadn't visited Principal Li for a meal for many days.

Otherwise, choosing a day is worse than hitting the day. At noon today, find a reason to go to Principal Li's house for dinner?
reason?

Thinking of this, the young head teacher couldn't help but twitched the corners of his mouth slightly. Do you still need to find a reason?

Principal Li secretly tore up the small newspaper headlines in his excerpt book, isn't this reason enough?

A slight wind blew over from the door, it was warm but not cold, and it messed up the hair on the young head teacher's forehead.

Hehe, the young class teacher came back to his senses, raised his left hand and put the hair on his forehead behind his ears. It turned out that there was no wind, but it was blocked by Principal Li's big Buddha.

Shelter?

Looking at the green holly outside the classroom door, which was lined up like a lake, the young head teacher raised his eyebrows slightly, and decided to go to Principal Li's house for lunch at noon today.

"What is the head teacher looking at?" Li Wenwen muttered, and lightly touched Fang Xiaoxiao's arm.

Fang Xiaoxiao glanced at Li Wenwen, without making a sound, looked up at the class teacher and lowered his head.

What is the head teacher looking at?What else can I watch?
Of course he was looking at the scenery outside the classroom door. Is Li Wenwen still asking her such an obvious question?

Li Wenwen could ask, but she could not answer.

Her grades were not good, and she made small moves under the nose of the class teacher. If she didn't do it well, she would be discovered, although the class teacher didn't like to criticize them.

However, she has always been very self-aware, ahem, she has always had self-esteem.

The homeroom teacher likes to throw eyes at people the most. This habit is the same as that of Li Wenwen.

Fang Xiaoxiao glanced at Li Wenwen on the left, and sure enough, Li Wenwen rolled his eyes at her again.

This good grade is a virtue, Fang Xiaoxiao twitched the corners of her lips slightly, raised her eyebrows disapprovingly, remembering the blank eyes that Yan Xiaoyu left when she passed by her just now, and turned her head to look back.

Cough cough, is Yan Xiaoyu also looking back?
Fang Xiaoxiao turned his head and found that his neck couldn't turn around. He turned his head and glanced at the head teacher who was still looking outside the front door. He quickly turned around and looked in the direction Yan Xiaoyu was looking at.

Huh?
Zhao Jing?The direction Yan Xiaoyu was looking at was Zhao Jing?

This is a little strange.

Fang Xiaoxiao blinked her eyes, looked left and right at Yan Xiaoyu and Zhao Jing.

Inadvertently found that Tongtong is also looking back, the target direction?
She made a gesture, ahem, is it Zhao Jing?
Are these two people looking at Zhao Jing?All of them were smiling.

Zhao Jing also looked at the two of them with a smile.

Fang Xiaoxiao blinked thoughtfully, turned around, sat down, and after a while, raised her eyes to look at the head teacher on the podium.

Fortunately, the class teacher is still watching the scenery (in a daze).

"I don't know." Fang Xiaoxiao leaned closer to Li Wenwen, and whispered back, seeing Li Wenwen's eyes looking towards her, smiled, "Look around, there is also a scenery behind."

"What are you looking at?" Li Wenwen was stunned for a moment, then glanced back, and then turned around again, "Who are you looking at? Where is the scenery?"

Just a bunch of stinky boys!

"Hehe." Fang Xiaoxiao smiled lightly, "Zhao Jing, Tongtong, Yan Xiaoyu, the three landscapes are looking at each other."

"Oh?" Li Wenwen turned around immediately after hearing that.

How could these three people look at each other?

Turning around quickly, I accidentally touched the desk of Liu Feifei, a classmate in the back row, and a book at the corner of the desk fell to the ground with a "slap".

"You knocked my book away." Liu Feifei stared fixedly at Li Wenwen in front of him.

Enough is enough!After knocking down her book, she looked back like a normal person.

What are you looking at?What catches your eyes?

How good are your grades?Her grades are not bad, she is in the top ten of the class every time!
"I know, wait a minute." Li Wen tilted his head slightly to the right, and looked at Zhao Jing at the right back of the classroom.

Hey, you really are smiling.

Not to mention, Zhao Jing, who usually looks unattractive, now looks a little bit more attractive when viewed from a distance.

No wonder, the head teacher said that raising his hand would not hit a smiling face.Cough cough, I made a mistake, Li Wenwen blinked his eyes, and the head teacher said that a smile makes people look better.

It seems that is right.

Li Wenwen turned his head to the front left again, looked at Yan Xiaoyu and Tongtong, and the next second, the corner of his mouth twitched and he looked away.

There is no harm without comparison.

Zhao Jing looked good from a distance when she smiled, but compared with Yan Xiaoyu Tongtong, she was nothing but a small witch.

Tong Tong and Yan Xiaoyu are so white, one white covers three ugliness.

Forget it, this scenery is really good, if you don't read it, it's better to pick up books for Liu Feifei.

Look at the cloudy expression on Liu Feifei's face, what a big deal.

Li Wenwen smiled at Liu Feifei, and was about to lower his head to pick up the book, but saw that Fang Xiaoxiao had already picked up the book: "Thank you, Xiaoxiao."

Fang Xiaoxiao chuckled lightly, put the book in front of Liu Feifei, and looked at Li Wenwen: "You're welcome, what are you polite about. It's easy."

"Huh!" Liu Feifei snorted, took the book he had just picked up, flicked it lightly twice, gave Li Wenwen a blank look, looked at Fang with a smile, and said in a low voice, "Thank you, Xiaoxiao."

"You're welcome." Fang Xiaoxiao chuckled lightly, glanced over Liu Feifei's head at where Zhao Jing was, then glanced at the classroom window, opened his mouth, and before he could speak, he heard the head teacher The voice came over, and he turned around quickly.

"Momo Qinghan goes up to the small building, and Xiaoyin's rogue is like a poor autumn. The light smoke and flowing water paint the screen.

The free flying flowers are as light as a dream, and the boundless silk rain is as fine as sorrow.There are small silver hooks hanging on the treasure curtain. "

Ok?Fang Xiaoxiao raised his eyes and looked at the head teacher on the podium. What does this mean?

She didn't understand!
Li Wenwen should understand, right?Fang Xiaoxiao turned his head slightly to look at his deskmate Li Wenwen, only to find that Li Wenwen looked bewildered.

"Chun Lao in the small court. Red day lilies built in green. Long memories of small lanes and leisurely winding together. Hand in hand with green bushes and smiling.

Don't send me any news. Be good.It's hard to guess what happened in the old days.The door covers the sun and the people are quiet, and the fallen flowers worry about some moss. "

The young class teacher sighed softly, and turned his head quietly, Ouyang Xiu was hurting Chun, he was hurting Qiu, oh no, sad!
Forget it or not, these two words are the pain that he can't touch in his heart!That year, when he met Teacher Wang...

Before he had time to cast his eyes out of the window again, and wandered for a while, he inadvertently saw Fang Xiaoxiao and Li Wenwen sitting in the first row staring at him with ignorant expressions.

Huh?Was his voice loud just now?Obviously, he just silently thought of the song "Qing Ping Le" in his heart.

In fact, he prefers Xin Qiji's "Qing Ping Le":
The eaves are low and the stream is green.Drunk, Wu Yinxiang is so charming, who is the white-haired Weng Mai?
Da'er is hoeing beans in the east, and Zhonger is weaving chicken coops.I like to lie down in children and peel off the lotus in Xitou.

Principal Li said that he also likes this poem.

A small thatched house, next to the house there is a gurgling, clear stream.The stream is covered with green grass.With two light strokes, the fresh and beautiful environment composed of huts, streams and green grass is outlined.

The young head teacher couldn't help but glanced at the door of the classroom again.

Outside the door, Principal Li had long since disappeared.

Ahem, Principal Li, who teaches mathematics, has become arty.

He still remembered what Principal Li said at the time, saying that the eaves, creeks, and green grass are commonplace things, but the author combined them in one picture, which looked extraordinarily fresh and beautiful.

Principal Li also said that in the poem, Mrs. Weng drinks and chats, the older one weeds, the middle one weaves chicken coops, and the young one lies down and peels lotus pods.The vigorous, peaceful, peaceful, simple and comfortable rural life outlined is what he yearns for.

Longing for?Right.

The young head teacher couldn't help but sighed softly in his heart.

Principal Li and Teacher Zhao seem to be the real Qingpingle.

There is only each other, there is no older one who is tired, no middle one who works, and no younger one who is naughty and rascal.

For so many years, he has not seen a third party.

Ahem, I didn't see the children of Principal Li's family.

Well, today is the ninth day of September, and the young head teacher made a heavy decision in his heart. It's better to go to Principal Li's house for lunch at noon. The time is too peaceful, and there is a lack of fun...

(End of this chapter)