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Chapter 12

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    Teacher Xing is the best teacher she ever met, at least for her. She often thinks that without him, she might still be doing odd jobs around, and still running around for three meals a day, instead of being like this now,  To be able to fall in love like a normal person

    Qi Shan shook the hands of those around him and told him about Teacher Xing.

    "He is a good teacher." Shang Yuyu recalled that in the third year of high school, the art teacher Xing was suddenly appointed as the class teacher. At that time, everyone was not very cooperative, but later they gradually accepted him.

    "Later" She hesitated to talk about their relationship.

    "Um?"

    "us¡­¡­"

    Shang Yuyu paused and narrowed his eyes: "Pray for good? Huh?"

    After receiving the "warning", Qi Shan faltered.

    "Okay." It's not impossible to say.

    "He will be happy for us." From her tone, she knew that Teacher Xing was someone she respected very much. Shang Yuyu felt it was necessary to admit herself in front of her important people.

    He wants people all over the world to know.

    Shang Yuyu raised his eyebrows, feeling that he was deeply trapped, but he was content with it.

    Then he gave her a big "baji" kiss.

    Qishan quickly pushed him: This is the street!

    Shang Yuyu raised his eyebrows proudly, he is not afraid!

    Seeing that there was no one around, and no one was looking at them, Qi Shan took his hand and bit it down "hardly".

    Shang Yuyu pretended to be injured and looked around with his hand.

    She was a little guilty, but she knew that she didn't use too much force, and held her head up "fearlessly".

    Shang Yuyu looked at the pouting mouth, his eyes darkened, and he put his arms around her shoulders and walked forward without making a sound.

    Qishan thought he didn't care.

    However, at the next moment, someone pulled her into the alley and kissed her all over again, among which there were so many bites!

    "If you come out to play around, you always have to pay it back."

    He looked at her proudly and said.

    Qi Shan angrily left him and left!  Let him please in every possible way and ignore him.

    The two were fighting and fighting, and Qishan felt that he was still the same boy as before.

    One one one

    Teacher Xing was very surprised.

    "Xiaoyu, why are you here?"

    "Sorry I haven't had time to see you."

    Qi Shan raised his eyes. As soon as he entered the room, Shang Yuyu seemed to be a different person. He was dignified and polite. He spoke clearly and humorously when chatting with Teacher Xing.

    Suddenly, someone pinched the palm of his hand.

    The person in front was still talking seriously.

    When Teacher Xing got up to get water, someone turned around and said, "Don't look at me so intently."

    Then he will need a lot of concentration to stabilize himself.

    "I didn't" Qishan shrank back, and every time he kissed her with that look, she couldn't breathe.

    Shang Yuyu squeezed her palm hard again, and then his whole hand was held by him.

    When Teacher Xing came back, he blocked it with his body shape, but he still refused to let go.

    Qi Shan struggled subconsciously: How could he be so rude in front of the teacher!

    Fortunately, someone let go in the end, Qishan wanted to stare at him, but he was chatting with the teacher and didn't pay attention to her appearance at all.

    Qishan straightened his body and listened obediently.

    She didn't pay attention to Shang Yuyu's secretly raised lips.

    "Seeing that both of you are doing well, the teacher is relieved." Teacher Xing's hair is already half white, and there are several wrinkles on his forehead. Although he has not retired yet, he has entered an aging state, and he is worried about students.  .

    "Thank you, Teacher Xing. With your encouragement, I can only be where I am today." Qishan expressed her gratitude to the teacher every time, but she still felt that it was not enough.

    "I'm ashamed. Xiao Qi is a good student, but unfortunately" His ability is limited.

    "Although I have failed your expectations, teacher, I am living a good life now. After a while, I will prepare for the kindergarten teacher certification exam. If I pass the exam, I will be regarded as an official teacher." Qishan always has nothing in front of the teacher.  If you keep it, you only blame yourself for not being good enough to bring glory to the teacher.

    "Really? That's good, you kid, just stick to it." Teacher Xing opened his face, and his wrinkled face was full of comfort.

    "Thank you, if you hadn't encouraged me to finish high school, I wouldn't have dared to try." Qishan pursed her lips, and the corners of her eyes were a little sour.

    "The important thing is that you are willing to work hard! Which child can persist like this for several years?"

    ?"Six years." Qishan replied to the teacher with a smile.

    A hand stretched out beside her, holding her tightly.

    "Well. It's been six years. Only the perseverance at the beginning has achieved today's results. Don't lose this heart, it will help you do more with less in the future."

    "I will, thank you teacher."

    Teacher Xing asked her about her preparations, and Qishan answered them all.

    "Where's Xiaoyu?"

    Shang Yuyu paused, then pursed his lips slightly and said, "I'm still interviewing."

    Teacher Xing glanced at him sharply, and then said: "Young people should make a breakthrough. Don't be too big. It is good to have dreams, but you must also be down-to-earth. Before you achieve big dreams, you have to go out step by step.  .¡±

    Shang Yuyu nodded, he understood the truth.

    Qishan wanted to speak, but Shang Yuyu pressed her hand from behind, probably to save her from explaining.

    "Hey, in your class, there are no ones who insist on painting?"

    At that time, he took them, all of them were art specialty classes, but few of them were actually admitted to the art school, let alone those who persisted.

    "I'm still painting." Although not professional.

    Teacher Xing looked at him, then nodded.

    "Next time I will bring it here to give you pointers."

    "Okay." A smile appeared on Teacher Xing's face.

    "I'm also painting" Qishan said in a low voice.  It's just that she didn't make much progress and didn't dare to speak.

    Shang Yuyu raised his eyebrows at her, as if to say, why don't I know?

    There are many things you don't know.  Qishan wanted to push back, but he didn't say anything after all.

    "Then Xiaoqi will bring it together when the time comes." Teacher Xing rarely glanced at the two of them.

    Both of them nodded.

    Then they chatted for a long time, afraid of disturbing the teacher too much, the two got up and said goodbye.

    When she came out, Shang Yuyu hugged her silently for a long time in a deserted place.

    Praying for goodness and hugging him, the time is quiet.

    "You have suffered."

    "It's not bitter." She said, the worst is over.

    "If" Shang Yuyu felt guilty in his heart.

    "I'm fine now." Qi Shan smiled softly.

    There are so many ifs, shoulds, or whys in life. In this world, life will always bear something. After bearing it, it must be accompanied by the benefits and blessings of life. It was suffering before, but she persisted and survived  , The past is the past, as long as she believes that the future will get better and better, she can keep going.  And now, she feels her life has begun to change for the better.

    Because he appeared in his own life.

    Isn't it?

    Qi Shan raised his brows and eyes lightly.  (Remember the site URL: www.hlnovel.com
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