No. 18 Those Years We Fought Against Our Teacher (China)

  Wang Jian is actually a young man who has not seen much of the world and is a bit hot-headed. He loves to watch lively scenes, so when he was in the countryside and at school, wherever there were people gathered, Wang Jian would be there. He saved more than twenty girls who jumped off buildings. If it were ancient times, Wang Jian would have been promised in marriage at least fifteen times!

  So he couldn't let go of such an exciting thing to watch, so he decisively followed the ill-tempered Dawei and rushed down from the third floor of the cafeteria.

  After going downstairs, Dawei rushed into the crowd with his head down, and Wang Jian followed. After pushing through the crowd, he found Chen Xun, who was almost beaten by Wang Jian in the morning, wearing a white suit that didn't match his age or identity, holding a bouquet of flowers in front of a short-haired girl.

  That short-haired girl looks very pure, with a round face and baby fat, big bright eyes, although she can't be considered beautiful, compared to mascots, there is a big difference, but the style is completely different, if Wang Jian had to score her, 80 points would be no problem.

  The girl was obviously frightened after being blocked by the guy, her helpless eyes searched for something everywhere until she saw Dawei appear, and then she showed a relieved smile.

  As soon as Wang Jian saw her expression, he roughly understood the situation. The current events and the morning's events overlapped with each other, and a clear main line appeared in front of Wang Jian.

  "This is too exciting... the teacher and student are competing with each other, it's awesome! Wang Jian secretly enjoyed himself, after all, he wasn't qualified to intervene in this matter, so just watching the excitement was already the best choice for him."

  "What's wrong, Nono?"

  Dawei stepped forward, blocking the path of the beautiful girl who looked like a first love, frowning at Chen Xun in front of him with an angry expression.

  "Daughter... cough... Dawei, didn't we agree on fair competition? What do you mean now?"

  Chen Xun initially wanted to call Dawei "niang niang qiang" but seeing Wang Jian standing on the side picking his teeth, he immediately changed to a more gentle term and quietly observed Wang Jian's expression. After all, no one can afford to provoke a mad dog, if you get beaten up by that guy in school, regardless of whether you can find your way back or not, your face will already be lost.

  "I'm just advising you as a teacher, don't harass your female classmates again."

  Dawei's identity is indeed a bit embarrassing, after all, he is a teacher, and the kind of thing between teachers and students, although not explicitly prohibited, but still violates professional ethics and moral principles. In foreign countries, it may not be a big deal, but in the Celestial Empire with thousands of years of feudal cultural influence, Dawei really seems to be somewhat passive.

  "Alright, Xu Dawei. You use your teacher identity to suppress me, and you still have a follower by your side..." Chen Xun said, then immediately slapped his own forehead, and cold sweat started pouring out. He immediately changed his tone and said: "You're capable, I'll see how many days you can hold on. I've told you before, people like you who are poor don't have the qualifications."

  Although there were constant boos throughout the venue, even more people applauded and cheered for this sentence that was extremely lacking in correct values.

  He finished speaking and threw the rose to the ground, giving Wang Jian a cold glance.

  "Give me another stare."

  Wang Jian only whispered a sentence, Chen Xun immediately turned his head and avoided eye contact with Wang Jian, coldly smiling at Dawei: "The game is starting."

  When Chen Xun left, Dawei just frowned and turned around to look at his little Nuo, looking at her eyes like a startled deer, Dawei was suddenly speechless for a moment, and could only look at Wang Jian for help.

  "Nothing... " Wang Jian shrugged: "I haven't even had a romance."

  "Teacher, I'm fine." The first to speak was still Da Wei's Xiao Nuonuo. She looked at Chen Xun who had walked away and let out a sigh: "I won't bother with him, don't worry."

  Dawei nodded and looked around at the crowd that had already dispersed, then secretly approached Nono's ear and said: "Tonight I'll take you to stroll through the night market."

  "Great, great!" Nuo immediately cheered up and jumped for joy, her face full of delight: "I just happen to need to buy a hair clip."

  Wang Jian was watching the commotion when he suddenly heard Dawei say from behind, "Nuo Nuo, this is your new head teacher."

  As soon as Wang Jian heard this, he immediately turned his head around and nodded solemnly at Nuo Nuo with a stern expression, looking exactly like the Iron Blooded Stallone.

  "What's wrong..." Dawei hit Wang Jian's arm: "Don't scare her."

  Wang Jian scratched his head: "The class teacher must maintain a class teacher's dignity. As an art teacher, you don't understand anything."

  He said that, and it actually made Nono laugh. The little girl's smile was warm and sunny, and she said with a playful tone: "Teacher, you have to take good care of me from now on."

  "Treat everyone equally!" Wang Jian said with a straight face, then quickly ran away with his hands and feet...

  "Your new teacher is cute, right? Don't bully him." Dawei thought for a moment: "I guess you guys don't have the ability to do that either."

  "Take a walk and see." Nuo pressed a finger on Dawei's nose: "I'll wait for your call tonight."

  At the time of their romance, Wang Jian had already returned to the third floor. The lucky charm that had been staying in the private room had used the leftover fish bones on the table to spell out a skull pattern and was now trying to use the remaining rice grains to arrange a small car.

  When she saw Wang Jian coming in, she actually turned her butt away and ignored him like a little kid.

  She didn't pay attention to Wang Jian, and Wang Jian didn't know how to get along with her either. The two people just stuck like this until Dawei came back. As soon as Dawei returned, he took out a card from his pocket and handed it to the mascot: "Tonight you help me invite Wang Jian for dinner. I have to prioritize my girlfriend over our friendship."

  "I won't." The mascot flatly refused: "He's so scary, who wants to have dinner with him?"

  Wang Jian shrugged indifferently: "I'll just forget it, I have something to do tonight. Ah, Dawei, your wallet looks great."

  Dawei picked up his wallet and took a look, then pulled out the cards and cash inside: "I'll give it to you as a gift for meeting."

  "Send me?" Wang Jian looked at Dawei with suspicion: "Give me a reason."

  "Don't look at me like that! I'm not interested in you, I'm not gay!" Dawei seemed really sensitive about being gay: "Why are friends so stingy with words? If you like it, just take it. I think apart from wives and mothers, there's nothing men can't share. You're welcome to have it if you don't mind."

  Wang Jian hehe laughed: "I don't want, I just said it looks good, right? Did you bring the bag from that supermarket this morning? I'll pack up these leftovers."

  "Supermarket bag?" Dawei reacted and took out a milky yellow lunch box bag from his single-shoulder bag and handed it to Wang Jian: "Here."

  Wang Jian opened the bag and packed the take-out food while asking, "You guys have classes this afternoon, right? So I'll just wander around by myself. Hey, I said, how come I've never seen this supermarket before?"

  "What supermarket?"

  "Prada!" Wang Jian pointed at the logo on the bag: "Is it competing with Walmart?"

  Dawei's expression was as if he had drunk urine, repeatedly weighing how to avoid hurting Wang Jian's self-esteem while also getting away with not deceiving him.

  Just as Dawei didn't know how to respond, Wang Jian suddenly asked again: "Why did you end up liking a little girl of just over ten years old?"

  "Simplicity, purity, not worshiping money." Dawei said, stroking his chin deeply: "Although the foundation of love is mostly based on physical attraction between two people, I believe spiritual romance also exists. The body may not be pure, but if the spirit is also contaminated, then what's the difference between living in the world and being a zombie?"

  Wang Jian nodded: "So, I don't have money either, so I also need to find a girl who is not materialistic?"

  Dawei solemnly nodded and then pointed at the mascot who had fallen asleep: "She"

  Wang Jian's whole body shook: "Spare me."