Chapter 228.2

Jiang Yachun was stunned. The original expression of joy changed to solidify: "it should be the end of this month, there are almost four or five days."

"Well, the teacher is going there."

"I have a cousin in Beidi. I'm going to hide from her for a while."

"Since she is a cousin, she should be found out." Ye Huang has some doubts.

Jiang Yachun shook his head with a smile and said, "no, my cousin has been divorced from the family many years ago. The people in my family don't know where she lives, and only I have contact with her occasionally."

"Well, that's it." Ye Huang's eyes twinkled twice, and suddenly whispered, "Mr. Jiang, I like you. I hope you can keep your promise."

Jiang Yachun's face suddenly flushed when he heard Ye Huang say such bold words. He stretched out his jade hand and patted Ye Huang's head. He said, "bad boy, how can you talk to the teacher like this? Go and walk"

Ye Huang said with a smile: "teacher, you want to be crooked. I'm the student's love for the teacher. I'll go now." With that, ye Huang raised his feet and left. Jiang Yachun looked at the back of Ye Huangyuan. His mouth was crooked and he showed a smile. I don't know why. Ye Huang said that kind of treacherous words to herself. She couldn't say it was sweet in her heart, but absolutely not disgusted.

I can only say that it's quite unexpected.

Ye Huang left Jiang Yachun's office, walked down the teaching building, and strolled around the side of the teaching building. The sun was particularly bright, and it was almost winter. However, the weather was extremely hot, which made him very surprised.

Without Ye Zi around, ye Huang is also a burst of no spirit, wandering around the campus, bored to the parallel bars, the whole person hanging upside down.

At this time, the sky is the ground, and the concrete ground is the sky.

The whole heaven and earth turned upside down, feeling dizzy, ye Huang hung like this, 20 minutes before he came down from above.

"Wipe, I didn't expect to get dizzy. I thought it had artistic conception. It seems that I installed 13." Ye Huang rubbed his head and hung on it for a long time. He even felt dizzy. Was it ischemia? He gave a bitter smile. He didn't think so. It might be an illusion.

After a while, ye Huang came back to the class.

"My deskmate, where did you go last class?" As soon as LAN Muxi saw Ye Huang, she questioned him, just like a little daughter-in-law. Xia Hena also put her head to listen to the reason. In the last class, ye Huang disappeared for no reason. She didn't listen to a class very much.

Ye Huang smiles and says: "I have stomachache, go to WC."

"And the kitten."

"Well, I don't know where." The leaf emperor smiles slightly, then way, "tube it, it may look for food, will come back to look for me later."

"Well." Lanmuxi and xiahona have a suspicious look at Ye Huang. These days, they have never seen little purple leave Ye Huang. What's going on today? They let it run around.

Three days later, Jiang Yachun left quietly. A math teacher was changed from class 2 to class 3 in junior high school. He was a man.

The whole class was boiling at the first time when they heard the news. Then they rushed out of the classroom to find Guo Baomin. Finally, the school leaders suppressed the anger of the students in the class for a whole afternoon.

However, within a month or so later, all the students were obviously absent-minded in class. All the teachers knew why. It was because Jiang Yachun, their beloved teacher, suddenly quit his job. The death of the math teacher who accompanied them for more than two years made all of them unable to accept and understand Yachun didn't say hello to them at all.

Jiang Yachun is not unwilling to say hello, but she does not dare. She knows that her students will certainly retain her. At that time, she will not bear to give up, and she will not know if she can leave.

At the time when all the students were boiling, only Ye Huang's figure was not seen.

He stood on the platform with a kitten on his shoulder. Beside him was a beautiful mature beauty. She was wearing a lace hat, a tight white sweater with a high chest and a round buttocks under dark blue jeans. Her body exuded a mixed flavor of maturity and green, which attracted people waiting for the bus in the station to gaze at her frequently.

"Mr. Jiang, as soon as you leave, you have to take care of yourself for a long time." Ye Huang seems to have become an adult. He uses a long tone to describe Jiang Yachun.

Jiang Yachun smile, pressed the brim of his hat and said, "the teacher knows, how do you know that the teacher left at this time today, and secretly follow me."

The leaf emperor smiles slightly, the heart way total can't tell you is leaf purple see your ticket after secretly tell me, then way: "I guess at random."

"You, you" Jiang Yachun gave Ye Huang a white eye, with charming amorous feelings. She resigned as a teacher with a special charm. It seemed that she had taken off the heavy burden on her shoulders and wanted to fly to the sky.

Ye Huang pondered for a moment, and suddenly pulled out a painting from his empty schoolbag behind him. This painting was an elaborate work that ye Huang had driven out all night last night and had to draw it after careful consideration.Jiang Yachun was standing by the stream. Not far from him was a small brown tent with clouds flying in the sky. On the other side was a dense jungle. Not far away were students, spraying each other with water guns.

Yes, this is the scene of camping on the side of Hailong river last semester.

Jiang Yachun's left shoulder is drenched, revealing a faint spring glow. However, this is not the point. The point is that among the students behind, there are lanmuxi, Xia Hena, Li Guangyao and ye Huang himself.

Everyone's face is permeated with a sunny smile, which is like the finishing touch of a dragon, which directly enlivens the whole painting.

This piece of paper is big enough. It took a long time for ye Huanghua.

"Teacher, this is my painting for you. I hope you can keep it as a souvenir." Ye Huang gently handed the painting to Jiang Yachun.

Jiang Yachun took over the painting, took a look at it, and instantly opened his mouth wide. He was very surprised: "classmate huanghuang, this is really your painting. It's wonderful. I can't see that you are a great painter." Jiang Yachun's shock can not be said to be unreasonable, this painting is lifelike, the color is clear, really can be called a unique.

Ye Huangqian said with a smile: "no, no, absolutely not."

Jiang Yachun was staring at the painting on his hand. Suddenly, he said in a low voice: "there is frost on the reeds in the water country at night, the moon is cold, and the mountains are green. Who says that thousands of miles from this evening, leaving the dream as long as Guan Sai Chang." At the bottom right corner of the painting, the font is strong and powerful, as if trying to get out of the paper, and the inscription is Ye Huang.

Jiang Yachun was stunned: "huanghuang classmate, I didn't expect that you are proficient in calligraphy and painting, and your handwriting is so good."

Ye Huang smiles and doesn't answer at all.

The whistle of the train came from a distance, and ye Huang said softly, "teacher, it's time to go. Take care, teacher."

Jiang Yachun picked up the bag on his shoulder and said with a smile, "well, I'll take care of it. After all, we have a two-year agreement." Ye Huang seemed to suddenly think of something. He took a note in his backpack, wrote down his telephone number and handed it to Jiang Yachun. He said, "Mr. Jiang, if you have any trouble, you can call me if you need help. No matter what the trouble is, you must think about me first."

The scope of Ye Huang's concern has exceeded that between teachers and students.

But what's the matter? He's already a teacher, isn't he? Jiang Yachun smiles and touches the head of the emperor Ye. He takes the note and says, "OK, no problem."

Seeing Jiang Yachun fold his note and put it in his wallet, ye Huangcai breathes a sigh of relief.

After a while, the train arrived at the station, and ye Huang watched Jiang Yachun get on the train. He couldn't help but feel a little lost in his mind.

"Meow" leaf purple seems to feel the sense of loss of the owner, tightly with her kitten face close to the right cheek of Ye Huang.

Ye Huang put his hands in his pockets. The crowded platform was empty in an instant. A cold wind blew through his clothes.

"Goodbye, ye Huang." Jiang Yachun took a ticket, and only took four hours to go north. She sat right next to the window, which was facing the platform.

The leaf Huang single hand inserts the pocket, one hand slightly shakes, the corner of the mouth takes the light smile: "teacher, have a safe journey."

"Goodbye"

Ye Huang watched until the train disappeared at the end of his vision, and he still had time to train himself.

Time flies, time flies.

Soon at the end of the semester, ye Huang's academic performance has been maintained in the second place in the class, not that he does not want to impact on the first place, but lanmuxi is really too powerful, there is no room for him to turn round.

Every time, he is four or five points behind, which makes Ye Huang a reborn man.

However, he didn't care, and he spent a lot of time on his study. Instead, he spent most of his time in the world of "ex flying car".

After all, the things in the mall are really too attractive, only unexpected, there is no exchange can not be.

Of course, there are no magic cultivation methods or disorderly powers.

Su Xiaowen has been fighting with Ye Huang. It's very good, but it's much worse than her original enthusiasm. Although Su Xiaowen occasionally shows her little daughter's face in front of him, it's not much. Most of the time, she's just cold and says hello.

This makes a lot of originally prepared to see the beautiful story of the talented woman sighed loudly, some students even secretly enlighten Ye Huang, saying that such a good beauty will not have a chance again.

Ye Huang just smiles. For the moment, he has shahena, and his career has not really started to develop. It's better to keep those things ambiguous. If they break through, maybe the peaceful life will be a mess.