As a moral teacher, Fang Yan will not fall in love with his students.

However, it's one thing to talk about it or not. It's another thing to have female students pursuing it.

As many female stars in the entertainment industry said in an interview, "I don't want you to call me a vase. Please pay more attention to my acting skills." but have they ever thought about the feelings of those women who have worked hard for decades but never called them a vase?

Have they thought about it?

Yes, Fang Yan is such a psychology.

Before he joined Zhuque middle school as a teacher, he imagined such a beautiful picture: a beautiful girl in a white shirt and a blue skirt was like a newly scaled rose in the morning, with pleasant fragrance and charming taste. He shamefully put a love letter with hot words in his textbook or shouted his name on the mall of the campus at school, and then sent a cup of warm tea He has already thought about it, he will not tear up those love letters, because it is very impolite behavior, and it will hurt the students' self-esteem. He would drink the tea, and even accept the thermos cup.

However, he will reject them, their likes and love, and their emotional derailment.

"I am a good man, you are a good girl, we will not have good results together." Fang Yan said to them in the gentlest tone in the world. "Because I am you - no, your teacher."

Yes, he had imagined that there would be such a picture. With his idolatrous face and powerful acting, how can those young girls not be fascinated by him?

The day did come, earlier than he had expected.

"You're a metaphor, too?" Fang Yanxiao. The enemy will not move, I will not move. If the enemy moves, I will not move. Let's find out the real purpose of this girl first. Zhang Wuji's mother said, be careful of women. The more beautiful a woman is, the more deceitful she is.

Little virgin Fang Yan is worried about being cheated by beautiful girls.

If they cheated him, how could he have the face to go out to meet people?

"I mean it." Qin Yitian blinked and said naively.

"You ------" Fang Yan thinks she really wants to cheat herself. "I'm your teacher. You have to respect me."

"I know." Qin Yitian nods. "So I want to put you in the most important position in my heart."

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"Fang Yan, according to the past practice, shouldn't you introduce new students to the class?"

"Call Mr. Fang."

"Good Fang Yan."

Fang Yan is stubborn, and the other side is more persistent than him.

Fang Yan stood on the platform and said with a smile, "let's welcome our new classmate Qin Yitian with warm applause.

No one speaks.

No one applauded.

But the boys were all flushed and excited. Even Huang Haoran, who is the most calm and calm person at ordinary times, is full of excitement. He looks at Qin Yitian standing at the front desk with his eyes burning.

"It's not right." Fang Yan frowns. He smelt the restlessness in the air. What do these guys want to do?

Qin Yitian walked up to the stage and looked around the audience. He chuckled and said, "I know you all know me. I'm Qin Yitian."

Loud applause.

Qin Yitian!

Qin Yitian!

Qin Yitian!

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no matter boys or girls, they shout the name of Qin Yitian warmly. It's just the same with fans who see their idols.

"What is this?" Fang Yan feels hurt. No one applauded when I introduced myself. Qin Yitian stood on the stage and said a word, and you went crazy like this?

Qin Yitian raised his hand, clapping and shouting stopped immediately.

"Mr. Fang, can I sit in the first row?" Qin Yitian asked.

"No." Fang Yan simply refused. "There are already students in the first row. Now there are only seats available in the last row. Go and sit there. "

"Teacher, I'd like to change places with Qin Yitian." A boy in the first row stood up and said.

"Teacher, I would also like to -"

"teacher, let me change -"

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not only do boys and Qin Yitian have to change seats, but even those female students also stand up, which makes it difficult for Fang Yan to understand.

Shouldn't homosexuality repel each other?

"A person's seat has nothing to do with age, national boundaries, gender appearance." Fang Yanyi said in the right words. Let you sit in the first row. Do the students watch you or me in class? "Qin Yitian, you have to give a reason to persuade everyone."

"I want to be closer to you and see what you can see." Qin Yitian giggles at Fang Yan.Fang Yan's face turned red.

To tell the truth, in front of so many students was a female student flirt, Fang Yan teacher really some embarrassed.

What's more, he used to be a shy and shy introverted boy who blushed when talking with girls.

Fang Yan doesn't answer in silence, but the students' mood is ignited by Qin Yitian's answer.

"Qin Yitian, good, we support you --"

"it's worthy of being our Zhuque goddess, the means of soaking in men are so powerful and domineering --"

"Qin Yitian, you're so flattering, I like you --"

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Fang Yan pointed to the last corner of the classroom, and said: "Qin Yitian, this reason can't persuade me, and it can't persuade you---- -In the last row, there's your place. "

Qin Yitian smiled and said, "one day, you will willingly let me sit in the first row -"

and then turn to the back of the classroom. Long hair flying, as if the whole body is covered with a layer of golden light.

Where her figure goes, the students' eyes will chase it.

It's like a superstar out there suddenly comes back to experience campus life, and that's how students chase her.

Fang Yan has some acid in his heart. What are these guys doing? I used to look at myself so fanatically - what kind of knowledge can she bring to you besides her good-looking appearance?

Fang Yan stood on the platform and said, "Qin Yitian just came here. I'll introduce the content of our class again. A few days ago, I took you to study the poem "farewell to Kangqiao" in quehe river. In the last lesson, I asked you to write a poem "farewell to Queqiao" according to the situation at that time. Everyone here, including myself, would leave from Zhuque. There will always be a day. When you leave Zhuque, what will be your mood? Of course, you can write farewell, teachers and students, or love - "

" now I have their works in my hand. I will read one poem, and you will grade it. The three poems with the highest score will give the author one score each. Qin Yitian has just come here, so you don't need to participate in this contest. "

With that, Fang Yan began to read poems.

In the past, students only studied poetry. How ever thought they would write poetry?

Therefore, many of the poems written by students are very dull and dry.

For example, a student named Ye Xiaoyu wrote "farewell to the bird bridge" as follows: Bird bridge, I'm going. Queqiao, I'll be back. When you look at my eyes, do you know how much I love you in my heart?

Even better: the bird. Bridge. Bird bridge. The reason why Queqiao is called Queqiao is that it looks like a bird.

Of course, there are also some excellent products. For example, Huang Haoran, who has a profound knowledge of ancient literature, wrote a poem in classical Chinese when he left school and Queqiao. His poems are gorgeous in words and deeply engraved in feelings, which won everyone's praise.

Zheng Guodong, Chen Tao and Li Yang didn't come to class. When Fang Yan read Zhu Fang on the 40th, all the poems were recited.

"OK, now let's start scoring." Fang Yan said with a smile. "Find a piece of paper to write three poems that you think are the best. The best poet in class 9 won the most votes. "

"Wait." Qin Yitian stands up from the back row.

"Qin Yitian, what can I do for you?"

"Teacher, I also wrote some poems. Can you help me to read them?"

"How many?"

"A few. There's plenty of time. "

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Fang Yan went to the back of the classroom, took a stack of manuscript paper from Qin Yitian, saw a poem written in beautiful font on it, and asked: "this is what you just wrote?"

"Yes." Qin Yitian said. "I didn't bring my schoolbag. I borrowed the pen and paper from Mr. Hou Xiaolong."

Sitting next to Qin Yitian, a boy smiled, silently proving the authenticity of what Qin Yitian said.

"Poetry should have feelings -"

"I have feelings." Qin Yitian said. "You took them to study" farewell to Cambridge "in quehe river. I stood on the bank and enjoyed it."

No wonder she was able to write poems in such a short time. It turns out that she was also one of the viewers of farewell to the bird bridge.

Thinking of the bustling scene on both sides of the quehe river at that time, including the beauties he didn't find, Fang Yan gave birth to the heroic spirit of the heroes of the world.

"You're going to be selected, too?"

"Now that it's written," Qin Yitian said indifferently. "Then enjoy the same treatment as other students."

Fang Yan turned to walk up to the platform and said, "the new student Qin Yitian also wrote three poems. Let's all enjoy it. "

Fang Yanqing cleared his throat and began to read:

you said that the drizzle was slight and the bird bridge was far awayLater, Fang Yan took a surprise look at the back of the classroom and saw Qin Yitian looking at himself proudly.

Obviously, she is very confident in her work.

To be honest, Fang Yan is not sure that he can write such beautiful sentences in such a short time. It's not like a middle school student's writing style at all. It's more like a woman with countless emotional experiences can express her feelings.

How did she do it?

"When you say that the soft wind blows gently, when you are drunk, you think about it

when you close the doors and windows, when you forget it, you will feel sad

when you say that love is tender, how can you forget it?"

but my eyes turn slightly, and I will become frost. "