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Chapter 301 2017.10.22 Teacher... a bit sweet

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    ? Yesterday, I dreamed again I transferred to a new school, and the new class and classmates are not familiar with each other, and the curriculum has not yet been on the right track.  As a newcomer, I can vaguely feel that other students reject me from the heart. I don't bother to pay attention to them, just be myself.

    ? After class, I left my seat. When class was about to start, I went back only to find that my classmate Qingqing (pronounciation) was sitting in my seat.  She was chatting and joking with the classmates around her, and she seemed to have a good relationship.  I stood behind Qingqing's left side, Qingqing realized that I was back, and didn't mean to get up, but asked me to sit in her seat.  I asked Qingqing where her seat was, and Qingqing pointed to me, it was the place on the left side of the aisle in the first row.

    In fact, I was a little dissatisfied in my heart, because she didn't discuss it with me, but did it according to her own will. When I came, she just told me what to do, as if she was ordered,  I feel like this is unfair to me.  But my cowardly heart did not resist. In fact, it doesn¡¯t matter where I sit, just sit there. What¡¯s the use of arguing?

    It was a little late when I went forward, the teacher stood on the podium, and the students all got up and called the teacher.  I have no choice but to sit on the green seat and pass the teacher's podium. I feel that everyone is looking at me. It's so embarrassing When I passed by, I looked at the teacher shyly. The teacher gave me a signal, tolerant and gentle  .

    Sitting in my seat, I was attracted by the young and handsome male teacher in front of me. I felt that he was very good-looking, with fair skin, delicate facial features, and sparkling eyes.  This is the first time I have heard of this kind of class taught by the teacher. It feels like I am having an ordinary chat with us. After listening to most of the class, I don¡¯t know where the teacher is talking about. I took so many notes.  I didn't understand what I was remembering. I was very depressed and under a lot of pressure. It was like a big stone was on my chest. In addition to the fact that I was sitting in my seat just now and being excluded by other students, I couldn't hold back my tears.  I just started crying in class, and the more I cried, the more sad I couldn't stop it.

    When I returned to the dormitory, I still felt a little uncomfortable in my heart, so I just stayed there quietly.  Then the handsome male teacher came, my roommate told me, and I walked out of the dormitory to meet him.  Who made me cry in his class, probably because he was worried about me and came to see me.

    The teacher asked me what was wrong, and I told the teacher that I couldn't understand what he was talking about, and I didn't know what subject it was, and then the teacher explained it to me, very warm and kind.  Then, for some reason, I felt uncomfortable again, and the tears could not be stopped again.  The teacher patted me close to comfort me, and then I leaned on the teacher's shoulder and was hugged by the teacher. My body felt the strength of the teacher's arm, which was just right, and the warmth and sense of security came from the bottom of my heart.  .  (Remember the site URL: www.hlnovel.com
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