Chapter 1819: Raising a school grass to be a husband (15)

The two return to the classroom one after the other.
Qi Yun is inexplicably sullen.
As soon as An Yu entered the classroom, it became the focus of the class.
The math teacher is a young bachelor in her twenties.
Coincidentally, Lin Che had a different idea, so he was particularly concerned.
"An Yu, is your class teacher all right?" The teacher asked casually.
An Yu glanced at the math teacher wearing glasses. The math teacher said that she was in her twenties, but she looked thirty.
Is there any money to say otherwise, first of all, if he is Lin Che, he will definitely despise their math teacher.
Thinking so, An Yu paused, and replied to the math teacher.
"I just stomped my feet and I helped her back to her home all the way. It should be fine after a rest."
"Oh." The math teacher nodded. "Go back to your seat."
What happened to that kind of pitying look.
Looking at the face of the math teacher, An Yu was a little bored.
Normally, when he looks at this math teacher who hates marrying, at most he mocks a few words in his heart. He never likes to see him today.
"Favorite +5"
"Favorite +2"
Lying on the bed, holding the mobile phone and boring and watching the TV show, Xia Qiu was lying comfortably, and suddenly heard the reminder in his head.
Then, the phone's WeChat shook.
Mathematics teacher, "Mr. Lin, are your feet okay? An Yu has returned to school safely. Rest assured. / Smiley"
Xia Qiu glanced at it for a while, thinking about it for a while, then remembered what the name of the math teacher was.
Lin Che doesn't even remember his irrelevant people.
"Teacher Du, please. / Smile"
After sending a note of thanks, WeChat went back, Xia Qiu skipped to watch the show, and WeChat over there shook again, it is estimated that Du Guoqing sent something else.
Du Guoqing's interest in Lin Che was an obvious thing.
In other words, one of the few single male teachers in the entire school is boring to Lin Che?
Therefore, with such an opportunity to talk, Du Guoqing will not let go.
Xia Qiu remembered that Fuan No. 2 Middle School had a clear stipulation that teachers would deduct 100 yuan for performance pay once they played mobile phones during class.
Du Guoqing seems to be very fond of money.
Committing crimes now seems to be true love.
However, Xia Qiu didn't plan to see what he sent anymore. Xie had already said.
Anyway, Lin Che's temperament was more casual, even a little loose, and he didn't pay attention to his dealings with colleagues.
Sophomore toilet.
Du Guoqing, holding his mobile phone and wearing glasses, squatted on the pool.
He stared at WeChat for a while, and there was still no response, not even a character "the other party was typing".
She hurriedly assigned homework to the students. Taking advantage of the opportunity to go to the toilet, Du Guoqing couldn't help sending Xia Qiu a WeChat message, not just for her thank you.
In his heart, through this WeChat, it is possible to complete a series of processes of agreeing with Lin Che, confirming the relationship, getting married, having children, and so on.
Even "Your feet are okay? An Yu has arrived at school safely, rest assured. / Small face"
Such a simple sentence was also carefully considered by him, and he edited it back and forth, only to compile such a sentence without losing love, and very kind words in love.
Even that smile / was carefully selected by Du Guoqing.
But now, staring at that "Mr. Du, please trouble me. / Smile"