Chapter 70

The students of class 27 made the final choice tearfully before they got off the bus; What else can they do in the face of the poisonous head teacher and the "super praise" teacher Qin? Only choose to survive!

It's all sad tears! As early as I know that I still have to do PPT in the end, it's better to finish the fun mobile phone as soon as possible!

Back to school, just in time for self-study in the evening, so a group of drooping bunnies want to go back to the classroom and go on self-study.

This evening happens to be Geography Teacher Yi An's evening self-study. After Mo Xiaoxiao sends the students of class 27 to the classroom, he is ready to go back to his apartment with Qin Lixuan, but he doesn't want to be stopped by Yi An.

In the corridor, Mo Xiaoxiao looks at Yi An, who is handsome, elegant, and scholarly. She silently praises Yi, who is definitely a good male teacher!

After some politeness, Mo Xiaoxiao asked curiously, "Teacher Yi, do you have anything to reflect to me?"

Yi An smiles, and her warm voice rings out, "it's nothing. I haven't had a chance to meet Mr. mo before. I'm sorry. I just have this opportunity today, so I want to have a chat with Mr. mo

On Yi An's gentle eyes, Mo Xiaoxiao embarrassed smile, "Teacher Yi, you also want to be too thoughtful. However, this is also my dereliction of duty. My head teacher should have taken the initiative to find out about the situation of students from your teachers. "

Mo Xiaoxiao said to Yi An slightly bent down to thank, "thank you for your reminding!"

Mo Xiaoxiao's action let Yi An Leng Leng Leng, immediately in the eyes dyed helpless smile, "Mo teacher, you this also too polite? We are colleagues and partners. We don't have to be so polite. "

Mo Xiaoxiao shook his head, "no, Teacher Yi, you are my elder! And kindly remind me that I should respect you. "

senior? Yi An read it in his heart and said helplessly: "Mr. Mo, I've only graduated for one year. In fact, I'm not a senior. So, we can get along at will

Just one year? Mo Xiaoxiao looks up at Yi'an. She didn't think about it before. Yi'an really looks like a college student who just graduated.

However, Mo Xiaoxiao's eyes flashed when she touched a watch on Yi An's wrist.

GITI classic men's watch can't be bought by an ordinary teacher who has just graduated for one year. Moreover, if she's right, Teacher Yi's casual wear is a new model of a niche luxury brand in Italy this season.

So, to sum up, Mr. Yi is not an ordinary teacher! Is Teacher Yi the same as her, for the sake of her beloved teaching profession, giving up the rich second generation who inherited her family fortune?

In a few moments, Mo Xiaoxiao's brain can fill up. Looking at Yi An's eyes, he seems to see his long lost brother, full of kindness and understanding!

Yi An:???

Mo Xiaoxiao's eyes changed too quickly, and Yi An was puzzled, "Mr. Mo, you..."

"I understand!" Mo Xiaoxiao raised his hand to stop Yi An's words, "Teacher Yi doesn't have to say much. We just need to understand some things in our hearts, so we don't have to say them. We're all the same, I understand! "

What do you understand? Yi An thinks that he can't keep up with the thinking of Mo, or does he give Mo some illusion?

"Teacher Yi, all our ideals will come true!" Mo Xiaoxiao's expression is very firm, "we are partners, we must work together to overcome suffering; To be an excellent teacher of the people with the heart of never abandoning any student

It turns out that Yi An, who knows the situation clearly, can't help but raise his hand to block his smile. The painting style of Mr. Mo makes him feel a little familiar.

"Well, Mr. Mo is right! In the future, we will work together and help each other, and we will certainly teach the students well. "

But don't want to, Yi An's words turn, "speaking of these, I think of a friend of mine."

Mo Xiaoxiao is curious, "friend? Do Mr. Yi's friends like teaching as well? "

Yi An spread a genial smile, "yes, she cried to be a teacher since she was a child, and she always taught to a group of dolls. In a word, I choose the profession of teacher, which is more or less influenced by her. "

Tut tut... This is a pure love story from childhood!

Mo Xiaoxiao took a look at the gentle smile on Yi An's face, and felt that he had been shown off again. The sour smell of love is so overwhelming!

"Teacher Yi, is your friend a teacher now?"

The smile on Yi An's face converged, and an unidentified emotion flashed in her eyes, "maybe. My friend has been out of touch with me for many years

Er, it's a bit embarrassing. This is about the minefield. Mo Xiaoxiao doesn't know what to answer for a moment.

Yi An wry smile, "in fact, I sometimes suspect that this friend is my imagination, does not exist."

It's beyond my imagination. Teacher Yi is also a person with a story. Mo Xiaoxiao looked at Yi'an, who had an indescribable expression in the night, "Teacher Yi, I'm happy to be a listener."

With Mo Xiaoxiao's caring eyes, Yi An had a rare idea of pouring out. After a few seconds of silence, he spoke slowly, "when I was eight years old, there was a family of three next door, and there was a seven-year-old little sister. Because of the similar age and personality, my little sister and I soon became good friends. "

At this point, Yi An chuckled, "that little sister is very cute and interesting; At the age of seven, I had a dream to be a teacher. I teach to a group of dolls every day; Even sometimes I'm drawn to be her student

"It's just that when I was 10 years old, the family moved away. There were still contacts in the first few months, and then they broke up."

"But something happened that changed my mind. I gradually found that my memory of that little sister was gradually blurred, and soon I couldn't even remember her appearance and name. "

"I often recall the memory of that little sister, but it doesn't work. Finally, I can only write down some important things in my notebook to prevent myself from completely forgetting my little sister. "

This seems a little sad, Mo Xiaoxiao don't know how to comfort Yi An, just quietly waiting for Yi An to say.

"Then, by chance, I found that in the memory of my relatives and friends around me, the one who moved from my next door was not a family of three, but only the father of my sister. There was no sister and her mother in my memory at all."

I thought it was a sad love story, but it was a supernatural story!

Mo Xiaoxiao felt a little flustered when she heard that. This evening, she needed the scientific spirit of prosperity and democracy to arm herself, so she quickly called Qin Lixuan and Xiao Yuan to embolden herself!