Reborn as a schoolmaster's little fairy

Yan Ruyu holds the receiver with red eyes.

For a moment, she was very ashamed of her narrow views.

"Miss Liu." Yan Ruyu, who was far away in a foreign country, began to speak politely. "Thank you for your trouble."

"This is what I should do as a head teacher." Liu Min is straightforward and always has something to say. She never hides and tucks in, "mother Qinghuan. I think work is important... But the growth of children can't be ignored. "

They are all highly educated people, and Yan Ruyu immediately understands what Liu Min wants to express.

"I will certainly spare more time to take care of Huanhuan in the future." Yan Ruyu promised.

Liu Min has been a teacher for many years and has met too many parents. All of them like to talk impassioned about the future.

Often the result is that there is no future.

I hope Qinghuan's mother can do what she says!

Liu Min touched the flat stomach, this point can be called takeout.

It was very dark.

Shen Qinghuan was tossing and turning on the hard bed.

She took out her cell phone.

It's one o'clock in the morning.

Thinking about it, only playing games can kill the long night.

In fact, netizens forget quite quickly.

In particular, small transparencies like Shen Qinghuan, who just burst out and was pinned down by other hot news, were automatically filtered out by other information in less than a day.

Shen Qinghuan laughed at himself.

If it's because Wen Huaibei and Li Xiaojie affect their lives, it's because they've got into someone else's shoes.

The best revenge is never to suppress, but to live more brilliantly than the one who hurts himself.

Since the other side begins to see you have a bad life before they get full, it's more dazzling, more excellent, more sad for the other side.

Shen Qinghuan is cross legged. There are still many good things in his life, waiting for his newly born enjoyment.

Similar to the game in front of us.

After autumn, the weather in the imperial capital is always cool sooner or later.

Li Mingkang has just returned to his dormitory from the library.

"Thank you." In the darkness, Li Mingkang could vaguely see Lu Ziheng sitting upright on the bed.

"Everyone has their own needs."

If it wasn't for the school arrangement, Li Mingkang didn't want to share a dormitory with Lu Ziheng.

The reason is simple: Li Mingkang wants to study, Lu Ziheng wants to sleep, and his work and rest are not harmonious.

Of course, there is also the most important point——

Li Ming regards Lu Ziheng as a competitor.

Every day with Lu Ziheng, no matter how hard Li Mingkang fought, it was as if fate deliberately played a trick on him, and his highest ranking was only second.

"I will do what I promise you."

Li Mingkang heard Lu Ziheng say this sentence, holding the basin's hand slightly.

He opened the door and stood in the corridor, weeping in silence.

Li Mingkang himself knows that doing so is like deciding whether he is willing to give all of himself for a certain goal.

But he wanted to be number one too much.

Even in this way.

When Li Mingkang came back, Lu Ziheng did not know.

So much has happened recently that Lu Ziheng is fast asleep.

Shen Qinghuan in the dream seems to be more coquettish than her present makeup. She cried and told him that she couldn't live any longer.

Lu Ziheng suddenly opened his eyes. He covered his heart with pain.

Qinghuan.

His little Qinghuan.

The screen in the phone lights up slightly.

It shows Thursday, August 20, 2020.

not so bad.