It's the students' fault if they are too popular.

She pressed the green answer button and pointed the camera at the ceiling.

"Teacher Tong? Where is he?"

Nursery Rhyme: "I'm taking a bath."

Ruan Qian: "!"

Tong Yao didn't know what kind of mood she was in, she asked in a low voice:

"You...there's no one around, right?"

Ruan Qian said excitedly: "No, I have moved out of school!"

So, Tong Yao blushed and pointed the camera at herself.

A face that could be pinched to extract water and is still dripping with water, a white swan neck, and... the camera didn't capture the bottom.

"A little lower!" the little girl wailed.

“No,” Tong Yao said shyly, “It feels weird.”

"No wonder! Not at all!"

"..."

Tong Yao was in mixed emotions. She covered her chest with her arms and tilted the camera downwards. She felt that this had exceeded the limit of her sense of shame:

“…Is that enough?”

This kind of attempt to cover up something only makes it more obvious is even more fatal.

Ruan Qian wanted so badly to get into her cell phone.

"Forget it, I'll come in person next time." Finally, the little girl said angrily.

Pretty confident.

"Why are you calling again?" Tong Yao asked.

"Just now... I was a little emotional. It was my own fault." The little girl said, "I'm not a child anymore. I can't always let you comfort me."

Tong Yao blinked: "But I like to treat you as a child."

"Really?" Ruan Qian narrowed her eyes, "You will let the child..."

She stuck out her tongue and made a very suggestive movement with her fingers.

"Do this to you?"

Tong Yao's face instantly turned red, as hot as a boiled lobster.

I will never be able to win the argument against Ruanruan on this point.

Although she often said that she was thick-skinned and unruly, she actually felt that she was in the wrong for seducing the underage girl. She felt extremely guilty when she met Gu Yiwen for the first few times.

The shameless conversation lasted for more than ten minutes. After that, she put her phone down and chatted while taking a shower.

The little girl understood two words.

One is the sudden release of spring.

Another is a feast for the eyes.

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In Class 9, when students go up to the stage to do their homework, they are mainly called out through nursery rhymes, because except for a few good kids, no one raises their hands, and we can't just keep calling out those few.

Today, there were three people raising their hands. Tong Yao hesitated for a moment and did not call on Song Zhifei who raised his hand, but asked another person to answer.

When she glanced at Song Zhifei, she saw a moment of loss on the girl's face, but she quickly got back to doing the questions.

After class, Song Zhifei came over to ask her questions again. His hopeful and trusting eyes made her reluctant to refuse. She calmed down, talked about one of the difficult questions, and then said:

"I have classes later, you can ask other students who can do the questions."

"Uh-huh."

He was completely obedient to her.

Is it simply admiration and respect for teachers who affirm you?

She didn't know, she really didn't know. She could only gradually distance herself from Song Zhifei, treating herself as a male teacher and only paying him the necessary attention.

In the afternoon, after she finished her meal, she was in the office enjoying the air conditioning. A student knocked on the door and she looked up. It was Song Zhifei again.

Song Zhifei brought a cup of milk tea and placed it on her desk. His face was red and he looked a little awkward:

"The teacher has been taking care of me recently. I am very grateful, so I bought a cup of milk tea..."

Tong Yao was stunned for a moment. When Song Zhifei was about to leave, she called her and said softly, as gently as possible:

"It's the teacher's duty to take care of the students. You don't have to give me gifts. I'm very happy that you have this kind heart. Take it and drink it yourself."

At that moment, she saw Song Zhifei looking a little helpless.

It must have taken a lot of courage to do such a clumsy flattery, right?

She even felt a little soft-hearted, thinking that she might as well just drink it and talk it out later.

——But she couldn’t give Song Zhifei hope.

——This is not about giving her hope, but about giving her a way out.

Two voices are fighting in my head.

In the end, reason prevailed. She smiled at Song Zhifei and said, "Take it back. You'll get fat if you drink this after dinner."

"Oh." Song Zhifei stepped forward mechanically and picked up the milk tea. "Teacher... I'll take it then."

"Ah."

He left looking a bit dejected.

A cloudy, gloomy evening.

Tong Yao looked out the window at the downstairs where students were bustling about after lunch.

She seemed to hear a sound of something breaking.

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Song Zhifei knew that Teacher Tong was distancing himself from her.

Specifically, he would no longer stay alone with her for a long time to discuss questions, and was no longer willing to ask her for help when handing out homework... She didn't know what she had done wrong, and she thought her thoughts would not be suspected, but it seemed that she was still discovered.

At night, she was fetching water at the end of the corridor of the dormitory. Tong Yao came to check on her roommates, so she ran over immediately. The moonlight shone on her bare legs. Tong Yao looked away and said only one sentence: "Go to bed quickly."

Song Zhifei was speechless, wanting to say something but not knowing where to start.

Chapter 186: I have a girlfriend

It was the end of the semester, and the school recruited a group of new teachers who had just graduated from college. The new teachers didn't know Tong Yao's isolated situation in the school. Seeing that she was famous and kind, many of them expressed their desire to attend her class.

Tong Yao naturally would not refuse, but the pressure was indeed greater when there were one or two junior colleagues sitting at the back of the classroom during class.

"…the function f(x) < 4 always holds. Find the range of values ​​of m."

She turned to the silent audience, waiting for a student to raise his hand.

Give me some face, you little bastards.

Don't let her embarrass herself in front of the new teacher.

I don't know if it was because of the other teachers, but the boy who usually raised his hand didn't raise his hand, or maybe he didn't know how to do it. Song Zhifei, who always raised his hand to show support, lowered his head this time, not daring to look at her who was expecting him.

She couldn't help feeling a little disappointed.

There was really no one around, and she was about to speak on her own, but the introverted Xia Zhi quietly raised her arms, with her fingers bent, testing the edge of retreat.

She shouted in her heart, little angel!

It’s not in vain that I love you!

"Xia Zhi wrote on the blackboard, and the other students wrote below," she said.

She went down to check on the other students. The corridor was not easy to walk in, as there were boxes of books everywhere, blocking the way. Crossing the classroom was like jumping over hurdles. She walked silently, and many students did not notice her approaching, thinking that she was still on the podium, and were absent-minded.

For example, Song Zhifei.

When Tong Yao passed by from behind, she saw Song Zhifei writing on a notebook - not a title, but a sentence. On his thigh was a book, not sure whether it was "Yilin" or "Reader".

"What are you writing?" she asked softly, picking up Song Zhifei's notebook.

Song Zhifei was startled and subconsciously wanted to snatch the notebook back, but he didn't dare to.

Tong Yao held the notebook, and the words on it appeared in front of her eyes. She felt angry and amused after reading them.

"If someone asks me what worries me, I dare not say your name."

"If you chase too hard, love will run away fast. It may even drive away the last bit of affection the other person has left."

One is from Dai Wangshu and the other is from Rousseau, both of whom are celebrities. Girls of this age just like to copy some love sentences that move them.

She handed the notebook back, slapped it gently on the table, and said:

"concentrate in class."

Song Zhifei lowered his head, feeling a little ashamed and a little aggrieved.

She looked up and saw Teacher Tong had already walked up to the podium and was praising Xia Zhi for writing the correct answer. She felt very upset.

If I had known this, I wouldn’t have been angry. No one raised their hand at the beginning. If she had raised her hand, Teacher Tong would definitely call on her, right?

Even though she doesn't know how to do it, it would be better than what she has now.

Later in the class, there was no more opportunity to raise my hand to answer questions.

After class, Song Zhifei carefully approached Teacher Tong with her homework book, but a teacher who was listening to the class was communicating with Teacher Tong, so she could only wait on the side.

Tong Yao noticed Song Zhifei, but she wanted to keep a distance from him, so she communicated with the new teacher for a long time. The break was compressed to eight minutes by the preparatory bell, and by the time the communication was over, class was almost about to start.

But she found that Song Zhifei was still waiting there.

"Thank you Teacher Tong for sharing. I'm going to the next class." The new teacher said goodbye to her.

There was no one around, so Song Zhifei finally dared to step forward.

"Teacher Tong."

"Yeah." A tuft of hair fell in front of her eyes, Tong Yao lifted it away, her voice was neither cold nor hot, "Is there something wrong?"

Song Zhifei felt even more upset.

He is so gentle and enthusiastic towards other students.

It's just... so formulaic to her.

She just wanted to be closer, or even closer, she just wanted to stay with Teacher Tong longer.

"I... I want to apologize. I shouldn't have been careless in class, and..." Song Zhifei lowered his head, "You looked at me, but I didn't raise my hand, which embarrassed you."

Tong Yao was slightly stunned. She didn't expect that not raising her hand could be a reason for the child to apologize. The class bell rang, but Song Zhifei didn't leave. She waited eagerly for her answer.

"Hey."

She tilted her head. "It's okay as long as you know you're wrong. Besides, you don't have to raise your hand in class. Just don't be absent-minded. Go back to class."

There was no answer other than the teacher-student relationship.

Song Zhifei felt listless and couldn't fall asleep during lunch break.

"Hey, you guys think, is Teacher Tong a lesbian?"

A roommate said.

"Who told you that?" a girl asked curiously.

There is always someone, when you hear her name, you can't help but lean over to listen.

Song Zhifei got up from the bed and asked:

"What happened to Teacher Tong?"