Yang Tao was flustered and her cheeks were hot.
She was a young woman of advanced age, but she was attracted by an 18-year-old senior high school student. Ah, this...
"Zhang Di, don't talk nonsense." Yang Tao said with a fierce face: "How many times have I told you not to joke with me?"
Zhang Di thought about it, and finally said seriously: "Okay, then I won't joke with Teacher Yang anymore."
Humph.
What is the meaning of abusing a husband for a while, but chasing a husband is a funeral?
She always insists that she is joking, so let's wait and see.
Although Yang Tao was relieved, she seemed to be very disappointed in her heart. She didn't understand what was going on.
Professional ethics told her that it was absolutely not allowed to develop a relationship with Zhang Di. That would be immoral.
Zhang Di, a "professional panda exploiter", still needs morality?
What's the joke?
Zhang Di doesn't care about his face, what morality does he need?
Yang Tao took a deep breath and said, "Let's not talk about the money first. Let's talk about the electric bike. What's going on?"
Zhang Di sat opposite with a cold expression, picking his nails casually. This scene made Yang Tao speechless.
How did the style change suddenly?
From a cynical little bad guy to a cool little handsome guy?
Zhang Di said coldly: "Why should I explain to others that I am giving gifts to others?"
"If you insist on an explanation, then I can only tell you that I think you are a little embarrassed to ride a broken electric donkey."
"So, I can only give you one."
Yang Tao opened her mouth wide, and the corner of her mouth twitched fiercely...
"Ding! Congratulations to the host for getting 20 points of negative emotion value."
Yang Tao laughed angrily, grabbed a book and threw it over.
She said with a smile: "Be serious, I'm not kidding you, I'm talking about a very serious matter."
"Hmph!"
Pa...
Zhang Di snorted angrily and slammed the table, his brows twisted into a knot.
"Please, I'm not kidding you. It's ridiculous. You always treat other people's affection as a joke. You are such a hopeless woman."
"Remember this. No matter what, the woman I, Zhang Di, like, even if she doesn't like me, I will soon change to another one..."
"Hmph!"
Zhang Di snorted again and left directly...
Huh, it was so close...
Looking at the open door, Yang Tao was completely confused, and her face was flushed from beginning to end.
She took out the crumpled love letter from her jeans pocket, and thinking of the deliveryman's instructions yesterday, Yang Tao was confused.
She bit her lips and fell into confusion; she also knew that Zhang Di was not joking, but it was immoral to do so.
When the deliveryman delivered the tram to the door yesterday, he handed this crumpled paper ball to Yang Tao.
And said to Yang Tao...: This may be the message written by the young man, but I don't know why he crumpled it into a ball and threw it away halfway through.
I took this out of the trash can. Don't worry, I didn't read it. I just felt that he was very conflicted about whether to send the message, so please forgive me for volunteering to send it to you for him. Goodbye! Of course, this is what Zhang Di taught me. It cost 20 yuan more. Routine, full of routine, but how did Yang Tao know that it was a routine? She could only stare at the crumpled note in a daze. The content on it was clearly visible. [Dear Teacher Yang Tao, please forgive my presumptuousness and abruptness. I have never felt like going crazy after leaving someone for half a day. I don't understand what's wrong with me. I will be flustered when I can't see you, and I always think of you when I go to bed at night. I was naughty in class just to create some opportunities to be alone with you. I don't understand what's wrong with me. But I don't know how to express my... . ] It was over, and then Zhang Di crumpled it into a ball, didn't throw it into the trash can, just handed the paper ball to the deliveryman and explained a few words. The whole article does not mention the word "like", but it is full of love. This may be the emotional offensive of a high-level scumbag.
I don't like it, hey, I'll make you think I like it very much. I like it but I don't say it, I'm just playing.
Yang Tao carefully folded the love letter and stuffed it into the innermost layer of her wallet, and then fell into a long tangle.
How can I face this affectionate little man?
Ah, my heart is so confused!
How could she know that Zhang Di's goal had been achieved.
The goal is to make her confused and have wild thoughts.
The get out of class was over, and Zhang Di decided to go to the toilet before returning to the classroom. A large number of people were rushing to the toilet.
Zhang Di entered the system while peeing, and was considering whether to upgrade the ability to split into pieces.
A familiar but unfriendly voice came to his ears: "You are the biggest troublemaker in our class. Didn't Teacher Yang hang you on the beam and beat you?"
"Huh? Ah!"
Zhang Di, who was wandering in the system, turned around and saw that it was the English teacher Zhao Zhiming.
"Fuck, you... you fuck..."
"Ding! Congratulations to the host for getting 80 points of negative emotion value!"
Fuck, what happened to Teacher Zhao?
How did he suddenly become so rich?
It's only been ten minutes since I last saw him. Did he go to get a gold border?
In fact, Zhao Zhiming is now furious and about to explode, so his anger value has reached the critical point, and there are signs of hitting someone.
Zhao Zhiming took a step back with an angry face, pulling his pants while shaking the urine on his left leather shoe that was splashed by Zhang Di.
The students who came to the toilet around were all dumbfounded, standing there like wooden chickens, watching Zhang Di urinate on Zhao Zhiming.
Zhang Di's heart skipped a beat; he secretly called a bird...
Playing with birds, very appropriate.
Zhao Zhiming's face was ashen, and veins on his forehead bulged.
Zhang Di's old face turned red, and he was embarrassed. It was probably too late to apologize now, right?
How to deal with such things to show that he didn't mean it, and avoid it with high emotional intelligence?
Zhang Di was quick-witted and said dryly: "Come... come on, Teacher Zhao, come, come... come and have a water fight!"
It would be fine if he didn't say this, but once he said this.
"Ding! Congratulations to the host for getting 60 points of negative emotion value!"
Zhao Chengming's face was as black as the bottom of a pot, and he roared: "Zhang Di, you kid are tired of living, right?"
Zhang Di then turned around and aimed at the toilet, looking at Zhao Chengming innocently.
"Teacher Zhao, I really didn't mean it. Whoever did it on purpose is a grandson."
This is true, Zhang Di really didn't mean it, he was just a little devoted to studying the ability to split into pieces.
So much so that he forgot that he was peeing.
Zhang Di explained with a bitter face: "Teacher Zhao, I was just beaten by Teacher Yang. I feel very uncomfortable and in a bad mood."
"You suddenly spoke to me, and I forgot that I was peeing. I'm so sorry that I drenched you..."
"I'll write a self-criticism for you when I get back."
Zhao Chengming gritted his teeth and said: "Why didn't Yang Tao beat you to death? A rubbish student like you doesn't deserve to go to school here. Get out!"
Zhang Di's heart twitched, and he almost hit the vital point.
Zhang Di said in a deep voice: "Teacher Zhao, there are so many students watching here, and you are a role model like this?"
Zhao Chengming seemed to realize that what he said seemed to be somewhat inconsistent with the cultural cultivation of a professional teacher.
He just snorted with a dark face.
Zhang Di pulled up his pants and ran away. Before leaving, he said in a tone that was neither too big nor too small, but full of contempt.
"How dare a sparrow compete with an eagle?"
"..."