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

The little girl turned her face away evasively, bit her lip and said: "Is it not pretty?"

"It looks a bit like a red panda." Tong Yao said sincerely, "But it's very cute."

The little girl held the cup, looking angrily.

Tong Yao felt sorry for her. The girl's poverty was as striking as her cuteness. No matter what ambiguous feelings there were between them, in Tong Yao's eyes, Ruan Ruan was still a child. A child who thought too much and shouldered too much while still in high school. Balancing between studying and comics, she didn't know how much this child had paid behind the scenes. Would she ever feel overwhelmed and cry secretly?

Tong Yao couldn't help but touch her head and said, "Actually, you can rely on me a little more."

Some people are born without the need to work hard, while others give up after a short period of unsuccessful efforts. Working hard is really tiring, and no one is willing to endure hardship, but in order to change their fate, there are always people who grit their teeth and persevere.

The little girl felt the touch on her head and her face felt slightly hot. She looked at Teacher Tong's face and asked in a low voice:

"How to depend on it?"

"Like... acting like a spoiled child?"

The little girl was trembling with fear. Seeing that there was no one around, she asked tentatively:

"I want to touch Teacher Tong's stockings."

Nursery rhyme: "..."

Why is this child developing in a perverted direction?

When did it become crooked?

Aren’t you afraid of getting angry?

Well, I'm not angry at all.

Tong Yao coughed. Facing such evil ambitions, her face became hot. No matter how much they liked each other, she couldn't bring herself to agree to such a shameful thing.

Then, she saw the little girl's dim eyes, like a night sky without stars or moon, dark and lifeless.

She relented.

This is her student and the girl she likes.

She stroked the edge of the glass with her fingers and said uncomfortably:

"Next time if there's a chance... I'll let you touch me again."

"There will be a chance next time" is a very vague concept, but even so, it allowed Ruan Qian to recover instantly.

"real?!"

"Working hard just to touch stockings" sounds low and a bit obscene, but it gave Ruan Qian unlimited motivation.

Tong Yao was ashamed of her hasty and irrational promise - but what could she do? She agreed involuntarily.

She thought, if the girls still liked each other after graduation, maybe... they could really be together.

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There are three sets of school uniforms in No. 1 Middle School. The winter one is a very thin cotton-padded jacket, which is not very warm, but because it is required to be worn, we have to wear a lot of clothes inside.

December arrived, and the air was chilly. Winter in the south was not easy. There was no heating, and the only way to keep warm was by the carbon dioxide exhaled by everyone in the classroom. The office was air-conditioned, and Tong Yao was very comfortable wearing only a woolen sweater. She only needed to put on the woolen coat hanging on the chair when she went out.

But some students are miserable.

The monthly exam in early December was coming. In order to save classroom space, two rows of desks were placed in the corridor. Candidates assigned to the outside exam room had to endure the cold wind. Unfortunately, Ruan Qian was one of them.

When Tong Yao walked out of the exam room where she was invigilating, she found the little girl in the corridor of the next classroom. The temperature dropped rapidly in the past few days, and some students in the corridor began to sneeze, which made Tong Yao feel nervous. She looked at the little girl who was doing her homework with her back to her and found that she was wearing thin clothes. The hood of her sweatshirt was hanging out of the collar of her school uniform, and she was wearing summer mesh shoes and socks. She frowned, why didn't she buy winter clothes? Are you reluctant to spend your bonus?

The final exam bell rang.

After delivering the test paper to the grade group, Tong Yao came back and knocked on the desk of the little girl who was concentrating on studying:

"Is not It Cold?"

Ruan Qian, who was absorbed in studying, was startled and visibly trembled. She looked up and saw that it was her lover. She was stunned:

"No... not cold."

After saying that, he blew his nose.

"Why are you still wearing autumn and summer clothes?"

"It's not usually cold..." the little girl said, "There are many people in the classroom, it's warm, and there's air conditioning in the dormitory."

"What about outside?" Tong Yao questioned.

She knew how uncomfortable it was to be cold, especially when sitting in the classroom. She threw the rechargeable hot water bottle she had just brought from the office on the girl's legs without hesitation. She was so overbearing that she would not tolerate rejection. The brown hot water bottle had just been fully charged and was even a little hot.

"Don't get too cold."

The sudden source of heat was so warm that it immediately drove away the coldness. The little girl felt dizzy and put her hands into the bag outside the hot water bottle. Her whole body became warm.

There were quite a few students from Class 7 in the examination room for the top 200 students in the grade. They all watched Teacher Tong being partial to them and looked at Ruan Qian with a teasing look.

Some people in the class actually started shipping this pair of female teacher and female student.

Tong Yao was about to leave, but just as she turned around, her hand was held. It was the first time she held hands with someone, and she was stunned. Ruan Qian was also stunned, but she was reluctant to let go and whispered:

"I have a math test coming up...I have a few questions for Teacher Tong."

Tong Yao approached silently, and only when she reached the table did she secretly pull her hand away and pick up a pen:

“…Which question?”

The little girl pointed with her pen: "This one."

When the explanation began, the nursery rhyme was told in great detail, with clear ideas and coherent logic, as if the food was mashed up and fed to the little girl. Even the students in the front seat, who were from an unknown class, couldn't help but turn back and learn secretly.

Ruan Qian stared at Tong Yao's profile and thought:

I will never let this person down.

Chapter 64: Winter Night

After the monthly exam, Tong Yao was busy grading the papers all day long. When he got the report cards for Class 4 and Class 7, he felt a little unsure.

Monthly exams have more difficult questions and are prone to large fluctuations in scores.

In Class 17, Xu Yin firmly holds the top spot in the grade. In Class 39, Ji Chen is th grade and Yin Jiali is th grade. These two are the only high-end fighters in Class .

Out of selfishness, her eyes jumped directly to the bottom: Ruan Qian, grade 192.

The lifted heart finally settled down.

The improvement was not big, but as long as she didn't regress, she would be relieved. If the little girl's grades regressed, she would definitely wonder if the relationship between the two had a negative impact.

Fortunately not.

She copied the report card file to a USB drive and took it to Class 7 to give it to Ji Chen. This was what the monitor had asked her in advance - most students were eager to know their grades, but the teacher was too slow to act after receiving them. With the file, students can now check their grades directly on the all-in-one computer in the classroom.

"The results are out!" Ji Chen took the USB drive and shouted at the podium. The students in the audience immediately swarmed over, and dozens of people crowded in front of the screen to see their own and their competitors' results.

Tong Yao smiled, turned around and went back, only to find a little tail following her.

"Teacher Tong," Ruan Qian trotted along side her, "What place did I get?"

The little girl stared at her nervously, which made Tong Yao want to keep it a secret:

"Can't you watch it yourself?"

The little girl pouted:

"There are too many people. It's so crowded."

"What if I didn't remember your grades?" Tong Yao raised her eyebrows.

"No," Ruan Qian's arm rubbed against hers carelessly, with confidence written on her red face, "Teacher Tong must have specifically looked at my grades."

Tong Yao stopped, put on a poker face, looked at the little girl, but soon gave up - people who tell lies are naturally guilty.

The little girl giggled and secretly took the sleeve of the nursery rhyme:

"Teacher Tong told me."

Tong Yao found that she was very fond of the little girl's "begging her softly".

“…192 people.”

The little girl was overjoyed to hear that her ranking had improved. When she reached the office door, she let go of Teacher Tong's sleeve and wanted to say goodbye, but was stopped by Tong Yao.

"Ruanruan, come in."

Tong Yao's face flushed with embarrassment. She cleared her throat, a little uncomfortably, and said, "I have something for you."

Ruan Qian was stunned. After a moment of surprise, she hesitated. She followed Teacher Tong into the office and soon saw a bouquet of roses on Teacher Tong's desk. She was stunned. Teacher Tong... was going to give her flowers?

Tong Yao frowned, pushed the flowers aside, and asked the teacher opposite:

"Teacher Liu, who put these flowers here?"

Old Liu on the opposite side looked gossipy and said with a smile:

"Teacher Song gave it to you. Everyone knows that our teacher Xiaotong is still single. Now someone has finally come forward to help."

Office romances are not taboo in No. 1 Middle School, and many teachers' partners are also teachers. Tong Yao spent a few months of peaceful life here. Given her age, most male teachers dare not and are embarrassed to pursue this high-ranking flower, but there is no shortage of shameless suitors.

Song Ang, a physical education teacher in the first year of high school, is one of the pioneers.

The two had only met a few times at teacher gatherings, and Tong Yao was only busy eating, but Song Ang was shocked when he saw her. After asking around, he recently started his offensive. This guy is also handsome and muscular, and is quite popular with girls.

Tong Yao sat down with a gloomy face, and the little girl's voice rang in her ears:

"Teacher Tong..."

Ruan Qian lowered her head, her nails digging into the flesh of her palms. She bit her lip and thought, why couldn't she pursue Teacher Tong openly?

Because I have nothing.

But if I had the identity of these suitors... I'm afraid Teacher Tong wouldn't even look at me from the beginning.

She has advantages.

Ruan Qian, don't panic.

"Don't worry about that." Tong Yao rummaged through the drawer, took out a gift box, and handed it to the little girl, "Well... there will be a reward for progress."

The box was exquisitely packaged, and the little girl was stunned. Teacher Tong prepared another gift for her? But what if she didn't make any progress?

Am I really not being kept by someone?

"I bought you a drawing tablet," Tong Yao stared at her desk and pretended to start working. "You also got a bonus, so you can buy yourself a computer and learn to draw with it."

Ruan Qian took the box and kept silent. She knew that with Teacher Tong's handicraft, even the tablet must be priced at the top. But she didn't want to get anything that could be measured by money from Teacher Tong. She was afraid that Aunt Jiang would misunderstand her and that others would look down on her. But she suddenly remembered Aunt Jiang's words. She and Teacher Tong had different requirements for love. She had no money, so she had to think about money everywhere, worrying about this and that. But the love that Teacher Tong wanted definitely did not have the factor of "money".

In love, neither the one who emphasizes emotion nor the one who emphasizes money is nobler than the other. It is not a gap, but a real difference in concepts.

If you don't change your own ideas, these differences will be exposed sooner or later and become the graveyard of love.

Give Teacher Tong the love she wants.

She held the box in her arms, and instead of saying no, she smiled coquettishly as usual:

“Thank you, Teacher Tong.

"But if I get a computer, where should I put it?"

The nursery rhyme was stunned:

"Can't you put it in your dormitory?"

She thought it was a bad idea.

"No, the teacher will check." said the little girl, staring at Tong Yao.

Tong Yao thought about it and said shyly: "How about...let me put it in the dormitory?"

This almost gave the little girl a legitimate reason to go to her house.

Sure enough, the little girl smiled happily, with a gleam of surprise in her eyes: "Okay!"

Tong Yao immediately felt embarrassed. Why did she feel like a lonely young woman who met a strong man? Not only was she defeated step by step, but she even asked the man to come to her house often in the future.

It was almost time for class, so the little girl said goodbye, and left, her braids swinging as she ran and jumped. Tong Yao looked at that figure, trying to calm down her upset heart, and finally used her foot to dig the bouquet of roses under the chair.

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