My gentle girlfriend loves me too much

Chapter 39 Sister Yang Zhi, good night
[Sister Yang Zhi how to do this question. 】

Yang Zhi took advantage of the situation and clicked on the picture of Ding Ye's white hair.

Without further ado, start writing immediately.

She started talking to Ding Yebai after she finished.

I typed a lot of words, and my hands are a little sore.

She thought about it and touched her chin, then made a voice call.

This made Ding Yebai, who had been waiting on the bed for the news, turn up immediately in fright.

He looked at the caller ID on the phone in surprise, and after hesitating for a while, he pressed the connect button.

"Hey?"

"Ah, Ding Yebai. Let me tell you how to do that question."

"Oh well."

Ding Yebai got out of bed and sat at the desk, listening to Yang Zhi's lecture, while taking notes next to the wrong questions.

Yang Zhi spoke very seriously and in detail, and her voice was still so gentle.

Ding Yebai always felt that just listening was a kind of enjoyment.

"Ding Yebai...do you understand?"

"Yes. Sister Yang Zhi, you spoke very well and in detail. I understand everything."

"That's good. I'm going to sleep if there's nothing else. Bye."

"..."

There was silence on the other end of the phone, and just when Yang Zhi was about to hang up, a loud "good night" suddenly came.

Yang Zhi froze for a moment, raised her eyebrows and looked at the phone screen in doubt.

Is it Ding Yebai?It's Ding Yebai.

That cold boy would actually say good night to himself?

Yang Zhi never replied, Ding Yebai swallowed, and said firmly again: "Good night."

"Oh...you too." Yang Zhi nodded awkwardly.

After all, Ding Yebai hung up the phone first.

As for Yang Zhi, she looked up at the bright moon outside the window blankly, her heart was beating faster.

What... what's going on.

How can you jump so fast.

What am I nervous about? ? ?
It doesn't make sense!

Ugh... so nerve-wracking.

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The next day
Yang Zhi began to sit in the back of the classroom and listen to the old teacher's lecture.

When I was in school, I have experienced teachers sitting in the back to listen to the class.

The students in the class are always very nervous when they see teachers from other classes coming in.

I remember that the students sitting in the back at that time were really embarrassing and awkward, especially when the teacher insisted on sitting next to me, and by the way, they also watched how I was doing the questions, or asked how I was listening, it was really special Especially looking for a hole to drill into.

Yang Zhi came from the middle, and went in with a large wave of teachers.

Even if she is squeezed in the crowd, her tall and perfect figure and pure and beautiful appearance will still make people's eyes shine.

Who doesn't like a young, beautiful, gentle and gentle female teacher?

She moved a small stool and sat in the back, recording in a notebook.

The students in that class were discussing in low voices, while looking up secretly at Yang Zhi.

"Wow, it's really beautiful."

"That female teacher is really good."

"Are there any young people in our school?"

"It's from another school."

There were more and more people discussing it, and Yang Zhi already felt that countless eyes were cast on him.She raised her head in bewilderment, under the watchful eyes of everyone, she naturally hatched her iconic smile, and nodded sweetly and gently.

Such a large degree of attention was not relieved until after the class bell rang, although there were still a few boys who would turn their heads and look at her secretly.

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After class, Yang Zhi walked slowly on the campus path with a book in his arms.

She sighed that the school's campus greening is not bad.

As I walked, there was a "slapping" sound from my feet.

She looked down, and it turned out that someone was throwing stones at her.

"Ok?"

Yang Zhi followed the trend and found that it was a little girl with short hair.

First grade?Or the sophomore?

Sitting on the double chair, it looks small, white and clean, very cute.

Holding the book in her arms, she walked over very quietly, bent down and faced the girl face to face.

Her long black hair hung down from her shoulders, and she acted like a well-educated lady.

Seeing Yang Zhi's face, the short-haired girl's heart trembled, and the stone in her hand loosened.

Yang Zhi: "Student, what's the matter with you?"

Female student with short hair: "Are you the teacher here?"

Yang Zhi shook her head: "No. I'm just a college student who came here to study."

Female student with short hair: "Oh."

Yang Zhi: "Why did you throw stones?"

Female student with short hair: "I'm thinking about something."

"What are you thinking about? Can I listen to it? Maybe I can give you some advice."

"You are not the teacher here..."

"Ah..." Yang Zhi frowned regretfully, then nodded, "That's right. That's fine."

Just when she was about to straighten up, the short-haired female classmate grabbed her arm immediately: "So I can tell you, anyway, you are not familiar with our teacher. And you are an adult, you should be able to give me some advice."

This girl looks like she is in the rebellious period.

Yang Zhi narrowed her eyes and smiled, holding a book and sitting next to her.

"Go ahead."

"Sister, I don't think it's shameful to like someone."

"Yes."

"Then why does my father disagree with me looking for a boyfriend!"

"Ok?"

"Because of him, I broke up with my partner!! Why, why must I listen to him! My boyfriend treats me better than him! At least my boyfriend won't let me do things I don't like. "

"What's not to like?"

"Eating vegetables, learning to read, exercising, etc., everything, my boyfriend would not say that, he said that happiness is the best."

The short-haired female student paused, and carefully grabbed Yang Zhi's clothes: "I'm 14 years old! Big sister, tell me, why do you have to listen to your father?"

Yang Zhi looked at her and smiled, stretched out his hand and gently patted her head: "So that's the case. I understand. Cute little classmate, you have to remember that the one who loves the princess the most is always the king, not the prince." ah."

Female student with short hair: "Huh?"

Yang Zhi: "Dad loves you. You can't deliberately ignore the happiness your boyfriend has given you for a while. Dad's love for you for 14 years."

The short-haired female student blinked her big eyes and nodded half-understanding.I don't know if she was fascinated by Yang Zhi's face, or by her words.

"Little classmate, Dad must love you from the bottom of his heart. If it makes you uncomfortable and angry, I guess it might be because of some inappropriate methods? In fact, there is no need to be so angry, after all, Dad is also the number one Being a father for the first time, there are many things I don’t understand and need to learn.”

"And I think your father is right. Studying is right. Learning is right. Learning to read will give you more choices in the future, you will see a bigger world, and you will become—"

"Will it become as beautiful as you, big sister?"

The short-haired female student asked without waiting for Yang Zhi to finish.Sure enough, at this age, I still love beauty and pay attention to my face.

Yang Zhi froze for a moment, then lowered her eyes, gentle as water.

"She'll be prettier than me."

"Great"

Yang Zhi stretched out her hand to hold the short-haired female classmate's shoulder, and pulled her into her arms: "Haha, okay, okay. Don't be angry and don't be sad. It's not good to be angry. You will get many diseases when you are angry."

And as long as you get angry, you will forget the original intention of the matter. As long as you can anger others, forgetting is also delaying yourself.

The female student with short hair enjoyed the feeling of being embraced by Yang Zhi.

"By the way, sister, will you quarrel with Dad?"

"My father left me very early, even if he wanted to quarrel, it's almost impossible..." Yang Zhi smiled bitterly.

The short-haired female student stopped talking for a moment, and held Yang Zhi's hand sympathetically.

Poor sister, she thought to herself.

(End of this chapter)