The male teacher's name is Fang Zhi. Although he did not graduate from a normal school, he is also a top student from a famous university.

He has excellent grades in mathematics, and has participated in many volunteer teaching in the countryside. When he came to teach in No. 6 Middle School, on the one hand, No. 6 Middle School spent money to dig him, and on the other hand, it was for the sake of his resume. Leave a good one.

But I didn't expect him to come to No. 6 Middle School, and he actually met Yu Yan?

Yu Yan's fame has long been heard. In his opinion, Yu Yan is just an ordinary teacher who suddenly became popular on the Internet.

If you want to be famous, go to be a star and enter the entertainment circle, what kind of teacher.

I have been dissatisfied for a long time in my heart, and now seeing Yu Yan's whole-hearted trust in Baicheng, all the dissatisfaction finally found a vent, and he couldn't help saying:

"Not all children are good children, I think Teacher Yu has been teaching in the No. 1 Middle School of City A for a long time, and he thinks that all students are top students. How much is it, rotten wood cannot be carved, doesn’t Teacher Yu even know this little truth?”

When these words came out of the other teachers' faces, it didn't look very good. Originally, a female teacher wanted to hold Fang Zhi and tell him to stop talking nonsense. Despising the attitude of Sixth Middle School, the hand that he stretched out froze, and then he retracted it as if nothing had happened.

Listening to Fang Zhi's words with a gun and a stick, Bai Cheng was stunned, and when he realized that the male teacher was talking about himself, he frowned slightly and was about to speak, but Yu Yan pressed hold his arm.

"Don't be distracted." Yu Yan didn't lift his head, and seriously circled Bai Cheng's problem points when he was solving the big problem, and then returned the paper to Bai Cheng, looking sideways Said to the male teacher who spoke, "Do you memorize all knowledge points by rote?"

The male teacher was stunned for a moment, then subconsciously said: "Of course not, some are doing the questions for a long time—"

"Then why are you talking nonsense?" Yu Yan interrupted him impatiently, stood up and sorted out the lesson plan on the table, "I have taught many students, A University has a high school, According to the grades from high to low, there are fifteen classes, and I am taking the fifteenth class."

Finding the textbook to use, he raised his eyes, leaning against the edge of the table with his tall and straight body, and his sculpted profile looked three-pointed to Mo Li.

"The students in that class basically have no idea of ​​going to university, and their parents also think that they are happy." Yu Yan seemed to remember something good, and smiled in a good mood He smiled, his face soft, "At that time, when I was just entering the class, I was hit in the face by the students with paper planes. They didn't like to study, and they only asked me what fun I had. Any boy who stood up was about the same height as me, and even dared to stand up. Eating hot pot during class."

"That kind of student still needs to go to school?" Fang Zhi didn't expect that there would be such a gangster class in City A, and he felt scared when he thought about it.

Hearing Fang Zhi describe his students like this, Yu Yan's eyes instantly turned cold, and he said lightly, "There are some who play games well in the class, some who draw very aura, and some who play well. Makeup is very good, you can read dozens of novels in a week and still remember the plot, even the most shy boys have good cooking skills."

"After I took their class out of the third year of high school, these children who gave the whole school a headache hugged me and cried, saying they wanted to go to high school for another three years, and asked if I could teach them again ."

" Being able to get into college is very important for most people, but most of them are not all. If you only look at a person by grades, what is the difference between you only look at a dog with cute fur ?" Yu Yan ignored Fang Zhi's embarrassed expression, picked up the textbook and walked directly to the classroom, leaving only one sentence:

"Instead of speculating on whether a student is plagiarizing without evidence all day long, it is better to think about how to make students do the questions without having to rely on plagiarism to get grades. This is the responsibility."

Fang Zhi's face can no longer be described as ugly, embarrassed and ashamed, and even dare not meet the eyes of others, and finally realize that his qualifications and abilities cannot be compared with Yu Yan Compare.

Yu Yan usually seems to be the type that gets along well, even when he is training people, he is rarely very serious, and he is always smiling, like a smiling tiger.

But when he spoke just now, his face was serious and cold.

Bai Cheng followed Yu Yan with bright eyes, and immediately said, "That class is so interesting."

"They are all treasures." Yu Yan smiled, "I will go to the classroom to sit first, do you want to go together?"

Anyway, sooner or later, it will be a family, get along as much as you can.

While thinking about Baicheng, she shook her head and wanted to go to the toilet.

It was a big class break, and there were still five minutes before class.

Roll up the test paper into a ball and tuck it into your sleeve to avoid soiling the test paper.

When he was leaving the toilet, he heard two classmates in front of him discussing him.

"I peeked at Baicheng's grades when I went to the office before, and the grades still seem to be failing, so I'm sure he'll be at the back of our class."

"Then I can rest assured." Another student breathed a sigh of relief, "If my mother knew that I was overtaken by the bottom of Baicheng, she would definitely scold me. Fortunately, Baicheng couldn't support the wall, It's a pity that Mo Li's hard work."

Remember your words."

Then swaggered back to the classroom under the terrified eyes of the two, and began to memorize the words diligently.

Seeing that he was so enthusiastic, Mo Li asked him a question when he was tutoring at night, and Bai Cheng told what Yu Yan said today.

"It turns out that students in big cities are not all academic masters, so interesting." Bai Cheng said with a smile, "I don't have any specialties, so I can only study hard."

Hearing Mo Li lazily flipping through the high school textbook in front of him, he chuckled softly: "There are bad people everywhere, and there is no place in this world where there are simple and kind people."

"But you must be a good person." Bai Cheng bit his pen and stared at Mo Li's dark eyes. He just felt that this guy's appearance couldn't be enough, he was so handsome.

Seeing Mo Li looking over, she quickly retracted her gaze with a light cough, and whispered, "The neighbors moved, and Wu Shi dropped out of school, all have something to do with you, right?"

Wu Shi went through the withdrawal procedures in the past few days and went to another school, and will never appear in Baicheng's sight again.

Seeing that Baicheng noticed these things, Mo Li didn't hide it, nodded and said, "Wu Shi is the retribution he deserves, and the neighbors are there to protect you."

"I can actually handle it." Bai Cheng said seriously: "You can't do this again next time, you know?"

"Why? It's wrong to want to protect you?" Mo Li frowned.

However, Baicheng cleared his throat and said solemnly: "Because it's time for me to grow up and protect you."

When the voice fell, his hot red vines began to climb up his neck, and his face blushed quickly.

Mo Li only felt that his heart was about to melt.

He laughed, grabbed Bai Cheng's head and kissed his face.

"Mo Li!" Bai Cheng couldn't stand this sudden closeness, and pushed people away.

"You didn't kiss me before." Mo Li was almost pushed under the chair, grabbed the corner of the table and said innocently.

"Isn't that you threatened me with a cake, saying that if I don't kiss you, you won't give it to me?!" Bai Cheng gritted his teeth, his face burned even more when he spoke, he simply stood up and rushed directly into the toilet. Wash your face and talk about it, otherwise it's too embarrassing.

Mo Li laughed in front of the desk, his face suddenly changed with a smile, and he put his head on the table with a headache.

Reaction.

For example, a headache is not a severe pain, but the pain is still annoying.

Lying on the table and waiting for the headache to pass, Bai Cheng noticed his discomfort as soon as he came, raised his head a little nervously and said, "What's wrong with you?"

Mo Li's face was pale and his brows were furrowed tightly.

"My head hurts a little." He rubbed his eyebrows and said, "It's okay."

"Have you caught a cold, or a cold?" Bai Cheng nervously reached out and touched Mo Li's head, seeing that it wasn't hot, he could only worry: "If the pain is severe, do you want to take a tablet? Painkillers?"

"Don't take medicine." Mo Li was straightforward.

Baicheng was speechless, "Then go to the hospital."

"No." Mo Li answered capriciously again.

I don't think he was squeezed by Bai Cheng as soon as his voice fell, he covered his red face, raised his head blankly and said, "You pinch me?"

"What's wrong with me pinching you?" Bai Cheng dragged Mo Li onto the bed, put his hands on his hips and stared at him and said, "I don't like taking medicine, and I still like to play these bells and whistles. Who is not suffering for you?"

Mo Li was wronged, but he didn't want to feel uncomfortable.

Seeing that Baicheng actually started to pull the quilt to let him sleep, he quickly struggled to get up and said, "I don't sleep—"

"How long has it been since you went to bed early?" Bai Cheng asked, "If you have a headache, take a good rest. If it still hurts tomorrow, I will take you to the hospital."

"I don't—"

"Shut up!" Baicheng didn't give him a chance to speak at all, seeing that he was unwell and nervous, "It's always right to rest early, borrow your kitchen and wait for me to do it. Finish the question, make breakfast tomorrow morning."

Mo Li was wronged, but his head was really hurting, and he was afraid that Baicheng would let him take medicine if he showed it, so he closed his eyes and went to sleep.

Wait for Baicheng to finish the question and come back, Mo Li was already asleep with the quilt in his arms. He hugged the quilt tightly in his sleep, like a poor little one.

"Why is the body so weak." Bai Cheng touched his forehead with some distress, and whispered softly.

Seeing that Mo Li's clothes hadn't been taken off, he slapped his forehead and quickly found Mo Li's pajamas to change him.

The skin is so good, he sighed.

Then Murray opened his eyes.