Back to girlhood years

Ye Fei's feeling was magnified in the lazy sunshine in the afternoon. Her chest seemed to be filled with mercury, heavy. After seeing the woman standing on the platform, her eyes turned red, she felt completely blown up.

"The teacher knows that you are all good children, and the money is left by your frugality. It's reasonable that the teacher can't use your money. It's your teacher LV who convinced me. Thank you, my good children..."

When Mu Enze came back, he brought back the protagonist who had received the donation. Teacher he described his gratitude to everyone in both voice and emotion. Speaking of the emotional part, he bowed a bow to the students in the class. Some emotional girls even couldn't help crying.

Ye Fei's eyes are staring at the woman on the stage without blinking. What a big white lotus.

He Ping, who is over 30 years old, has yellow skin. She can see a few freckles on her cheekbones. Suddenly, she is not a beautiful woman. But she is slim and tall. Today, she is wearing a long sleeve dress with a pattern of beige and broken flowers. Her long skirt touches her feet, and she is wearing a pair of white high-heeled shoes. She is dignified and gentle. Undoubtedly, she is an exquisite and well-educated woman.

Such a woman will not surprise men, but is the best explainer for men.

After a few minutes of speech, teacher he came down from the platform with tears of gratitude. When ye Fei thought of her mother who had been paralyzed in bed in her last life, she could not help her hatred and cried out: "teacher he, everything will be OK. If it's really so difficult, why don't I give you some more money?"

Ye Fei holds a brand-new 100 yuan in her hand and looks at He Ping with a burning look. Her face is full of pity and disdain.

He Ping was embarrassed by this move and frowned displeasantly. "This classmate, I appreciate your kindness. My life is not too bad. Please keep your money carefully.".

She didn't want to quarrel with a yellow haired girl. She turned around and wanted to leave the classroom. The heel of her shoes made a clear "pedaling" sound on the floor.

"Also, teacher, you are wearing a pair of two or three hundred shoes. I believe it's not bad for me. I'm sorry that this group of people in our class donated a long time, but it's not enough for you to have a pair of shoes.".

"I'm fake. I'm..."

The girl's eyes make He Ping confused, almost subconsciously explain, then to the mouth to see the girl's eyes with a playful smile, as if she had expected that she would do so, she closed her mouth, cold in the heart, she has offended the student, the girl's eyes like to swallow her alive.

"A lot of things are not what you look like. Well, class is coming soon, and the teacher will go first". After all, it's an adult. He Ping no longer explains, but uses a helpless and sad expression to say an ambiguous word, which successfully dispels everyone's doubts. Some people blame ye Fei, saying that she looks down on people with a little stinky money at home.

Ye Fei stood there, suddenly laughing, "take my back, eat my spit out.".

"Teacher he, walk slowly", be careful to sprain your feet.

He Ping's step stagnated for a while, angrily looked at Ye Fei, this just out of the door of class five, after she left, the class began to point to Ye Fei.

She's sick, isn't she.

Who knows, which one might be wrong!

Do you think ye Fei is jealous of teacher he's good figure.

What vision ah, teacher he that call figure good?

You're blind. Don't you see her chest is so big? It's big enough.

Ye Fei uses her fingernails to pick the eraser. The crumbs sprinkle on the books, giving off a strange strawberry smell. She doesn't realize it. After a while, she shows a sarcastic smile, big chest? Indeed, men are such superficial animals.

Ye Fei once regretted countless times that if she hadn't prayed for her father to donate so much money, the woman would not have approached her father in the name of thanks, and then slowly broke up her home. Her mother would not have been so angry that she would be paralyzed in bed when she was young.

She won't let that woman get close to her father again! She swears!

"Who will answer this question?"

The history teacher looked at the sleepy students, with a thin anger on his face and a stern tone, "I'll call the roll, and if I get the wrong answer, I'll stand and listen to the class.".

"In this row, the first, you answer, don't you know? Well, stand, next. "Yefei is the next. She stood up and slowly said the answer:" land ownership in feudal society began to form in the Warring States period. ".

The history teacher didn't expect that she had answered correctly. With anger in her heart, she asked, "which country was finally determined by the legal situation?"

The state of Qin.

"OK, sit down." the history teacher continued to lecture with a straight face. Ye Fei didn't feel proud. After two lives, she was very interested in history. Even when she watched TV, she liked to watch some documentaries about history.

These days, she has been analyzing her own situation, how to do to better improve her performance. If she is a sophomore in high school, Chinese, English and history have accumulated in the last life. As long as she is willing to work hard, her performance is not a problem, and politics is also good. The only thing she worries about is mathematics and geography.

Even if a college graduate suddenly returns to high school, her math performance is not necessarily very good. What's more, as a third rate college graduate, she has no other choice but to study hard.

As for geography, those high-pressure cyclones, the Mediterranean climate is also enough for her headache.

"Ye Fei, you seem to hate teacher he very much. I remember when teacher he helped us substitute, you praised her for being gentle and patient. How did she change so fast?"

It's muenze. The closer he gets to school, the more he can feel his anxiety. It's like he's afraid of being abandoned by Yefei.

"Nothing. I used to be blind." Ye Fei doesn't want to discuss with others about He Ping. People who don't know the truth think that He Ping is a gentle, generous and pathetic woman. She doesn't have to quarrel with others for her sake.

"How can I say that, teacher he's teaching level is OK, but his pronunciation is not very accurate..."

"Muenze!" Ye Fei cut off his words impatiently. She didn't want to hear any comments about this woman. She felt sick.

"Well?"

"Can you stop talking?"

Muenze closed his mouth, his face was not good-looking. He was a thin skinned man. When ye Fei yelled at him, he felt that he could not keep his face. He closed his uncle heavily, and his red ears were full of embarrassment.

Ye Fei suddenly couldn't bear it. She was silent for a while and said, "my father just called me and said that the matter has been finished. Come to pick me up later and join me.".

"Good!" The tone is very happy, there is a little smile between the eyebrows, ye Fei sighs, secretly scolds himself.