C15 Songcheng 2

Willow did not stop at all, as fast as lightning. What he needed now was to keep venting, venting. Only by doing so could he consume a portion of that vigorous energy.

After running around the track at the same speed for a dozen times, the willow tree finally stopped to catch its breath. If anyone saw this, they would definitely exclaim in surprise. Even the long-distance runners of the national team were only mediocre in this regard! However, the person in question didn't realize how amazing his speed was. He only felt that these dozen rounds of venting were completely comfortable, like a person whose throat had turned to smoke after being roasted by the scorching sun suddenly eating an ice stick. The cold feeling seeped into his bones.

After a few seconds of rest, the willow started running again.

Even Yang Liu didn't know how many laps he ran. It wasn't until dawn broke and a second figure appeared at the entrance of the stadium that Yang Liu stopped and returned to his residence. Today was the first day of school, so he couldn't be late.

However, Yang Liu did not notice that when his figure disappeared, on the balcony of a villa behind the stadium, a middle-aged man also put down the telescope in his hand and cursed out loud, "Monster! Monster! The f * cking monster was actually running fifteen laps at an average speed of one minute and one second per lap. "F * ck, there's actually such a monster in this world, how come I didn't discover it before? If that brat reappears tomorrow, I'll definitely not let him off."

Yang Liu had two Chinese classes this morning, first Class 10, then Class 9.

Language has always been one of the most disliked classes for students. The teacher lectured at the top and it was common for students to sleep at the bottom. Yang Liu had come here before in high school, so he had a deep understanding of the difficulty of language classes. Sometimes, not only did the students feel uncomfortable, the teachers also felt uncomfortable. However, Yang Liu had, after all, taught Chinese for a year and had some experience with it. Thus, he did not plan to give a lecture in this first class. He only intended to chat with the students and increase his understanding.

Over the past two days, Yang Liu had spent a lot of time familiarizing himself with the information of the fifty-one students in the class. In his heart, he was somewhat confident, but when the bell for class rang, Yang Liu walked into the classroom and found that the situation was much more serious than he had imagined.

Just as Yang Liu stepped up to the podium, the crowd quieted down a little. Just as she put down her textbook, her first glance was directed at Xiao Shu, who had just turned around.

Xiao Shu was sitting in the middle of the classroom, looking at Willow with a sweet smile on his face. The boys behind her, however, were stealthily staring at the beautiful girl who had just appeared. To them, Xiao Shu seemed to be much more attractive than this new language teacher.

Liu Gan nodded at Xiao Shu, then he scanned the entire classroom. The seating arrangement of Class 10 was somewhat regular. In the few rows at the back were mostly boys, some of whom were sprawled on the table as if in a deep sleep, some of whom had their hands on their heads, their faces tired, their eyelids twitching up and down in a drowsy manner, others who were looking fearlessly at magazines or novels, indifferent to what was happening around them.

The girls seemed to be in a better condition. They were more or less curious about this new language teacher. Some of the girls were whispering to each other, while some were discussing in a louder voice.

"Hey, Wen Jing. Do you see how handsome the language teacher is?!" A chubby girl touched her arm to her tablemate.

His tablemate's chin was leaning against the open textbook, both eyes staring straight at the wall in front of him. Upon hearing her words, his eyes didn't even blink as he said, "He's handsome or not, what does it have to do with me!"

"The love between teacher and student seems to be quite popular recently. Aren't you interested?"

"Tsk, I'm not as infatuated as you are. What era is it now, to still like your teacher? He's really a naughty person."

The surrounding students seemed to be accustomed to their conversation and did not display any surprise.

Yang Liu was secretly angered when she heard this. Girls these days are too audacious. The teacher is still at the rostrum, yet they actually openly said "teacher and student love"? If these students didn't show them some respect, they would be even more lawless in the future! However, Yang Liu did not fly into a rage immediately. Instead, she put on a harmless expression. Smiling, she said, "Fellow students, have you all finished talking?"

"It's about time." The girl called Wen Jing answered subconsciously.

Yang Liu's gaze immediately shifted over. Most of the students here were sly veterans who seemed to realize that a storm was about to befall upon them. The teachers immediately fell silent and many of them raised their heads, waiting for the show to begin.

Their eyes met. After clearly seeing the girl's face, Yang Liu couldn't help but be slightly startled. Isn't this the girl that invited me to dance at the bar last night? She was actually his student. The world was too narrow for him to encounter. Fortunately, he had left the bar at that time and didn't see the scene of him flirting with those two women! The willow tree swiftly composed itself and lightly smiled as it walked over.

Wen Jing also recognized the willow tree. She was slightly nervous, but her expression was abnormally calm.

While the students held their breath and did not even blink, Yang Liu suddenly walked past Wen Jing with her hands behind her back as she walked towards the back of the classroom. Everyone couldn't help but feel discouraged, and some of them even couldn't help but sigh. Wen Jing was also puzzled. "Could it be that he didn't recognize me?" He couldn't help but feel lucky.

Yang Liu took a few steps forward and said with a smile, "Since everyone has nothing else to say, let me say a few words. "My surname is Yang Liu, and I'm Yang Liu who doesn't feel cold at all. From today onwards, I will be your language teacher."

At this point, Yang Liu suddenly heard a whisper from her side, "Yang Liu. Sheep cattle. "Cows and sheep."

When Yang Liu looked over with a frown, the smile on his face had just disappeared. Seeing that the teacher had noticed him, the young man hurriedly lowered his head and pretended to flip through the textbooks, trying to get away with it.

"Yue Bugui, can I trouble you to repeat what you just said?" Willow smiled leisurely.

Seeing the student's appearance, Willow immediately began to search for the information in her mind. Yue Bugui's father was the Commissioner of Taxation in Qingzhou City, while his mother was an office manager in the Education Bureau. Initially, due to the relationship between Yue Bugui and his parents, Yue Bugui was forced into Class 1, but he was also a little arrogant, not wanting to be mocked by others as it was a good class through the back door. Thus, he refused to go to school.