"Mr. Gu," the head of the teaching and research team looked at Gu Fei. "Don't you say you should tie a tie? I think you brought a tie today?"

"Where," Gu Fei pointed to a tie thrown on the table, "I'll tie it before class, I can't breathe."

"Don't forget it for a while," said the team leader. "Let other schools look at our young teachers."

"... Oh." Gu Fei nodded seriously.

Gu Fei took the tie and rolled it into his jacket pocket, then went to the classroom with his stuff.

Today, this public class is a research class in the city. The school attaches great importance to it, and he attaches great importance to it. In addition to consulting with old teachers, he even ran the old Xu family twice. Although the junior high school is different, the experience can still be learned. some.

When entering the classroom, the students in the class were almost the same as usual, and they all seemed to be paralyzed in the next second, either lying on the table or leaning against the table.

He went to the podium and threw his hands over the podium with a loud voice, a snoring sound.

The people paralyzed below struggled and turned their heads to the podium.

"Would you like to line up for a blow?" Gu Fei looked at them. "It's too warm in the classroom?"

A high or low sigh came from the paralyzed crowd, and they sat down slowly.

"Relax in class for a while, just like usual, don't keep up with the open class back to school, I can hear your bones click when I stand up." Gu Fei looked at the time, almost, he started from I took out my tie in my pocket.

To be honest, he hadn't tied a tie. This time, he was the first time in a market-level research class. He asked him to buy a tie. When I went out in the morning, I remembered asking Jiang Yan how to tie it. The moment he took it out, he forgot.

Probably a little nervous.

From childhood to most, he deliberately avoided all kinds of public occasions, all kinds of collective activities, and the habit of unwilling to face his eyes has been written in his character many years ago.

But from the moment he graduated, he had to face it, starting with trial teaching, standing on the podium to face forty or fifty students, and then going to public classes.

If you don't adapt, you are really uncomfortable, but you cannot avoid it as before.

It's just that this nervous discomfort cannot be completely eliminated in half a year. After all, this is only his second public class, and it is still at the municipal level.

After holding the tie for a long time, he finally had to stand on the podium and sighed, "Who wears a tie?"

"I!"

"me--"

"I will! I!"

The next shout, Gu Fei glanced, and pointed to the representative of his Chinese class: "Come and teach me."

The class representative was a little boy. As soon as he stood up, he listened to a sigh beside him. Gu Fei saw he hesitated for a moment and quickly knocked on the podium: "Hurry up."

The little boy came up, took the tie around his neck very neatly, tied it three or two times, and pulled it off and handed it to Gu Fei.

"Amazing--" shouted again.

Gu Fei was also surprised, and asked, "Who did you learn from?"

"Watching TV," said the little boy, turning and walking, "a must-have skill for men."

"Oh," Gu Fei couldn't help laughing, pulled his tie and knocked on the podium. "I should have told you yesterday, remember."

"remember--"

"Okay, thank you." Gu Fei nodded.

Jiang Yan felt that he had slept a little bit lately. He flew back to bed after Gu Fei went to work in the morning. He probably closed his eyes and opened it again, but an hour passed.

Probably because the curtains in the bedroom were replaced by thick linen shading curtains by Gu Fei.

He looked at the time on his mobile phone, and Gu Fei's public class should be on.

He yawned, went to the window, half-opened the curtains, and looked outside.

The steel factory is really unchanged for thousands of years. From his sophomore year to his senior year, he is about to graduate. The leaves have grown and the grass has been withered. People have come and gone. Those old houses, those gray streets, always All the same.

Every time Jiang Yan came back, he seemed to walk into his memories.

It is also very good, no matter how good or bad the memories left here are, he does not want to forget.

He stretched aside, turned back to bed, and opened the app again, ready to see what to order for lunch at noon.

Gu Fei's school is not far from the fourth middle school. Behind Gu Miao's former elementary school, he will go home for lunch at noon.

Jiang Yan did not have the ability to make lunch, but he had the ability to order takeaway for lunch.

Eggplant pot, duck sauce, another soup, then ...

The outside door was kicked.

"Come here!" Jiang Yan responded, jumped out of bed, carried his shoes and opened the door.

Gu Miao dragged in her skateboard and walked in, sitting on the sofa, then lifting her legs and pants to reveal her knees.

"I rely on it," Jiang Yan stunned at a glance. Gu Miao's left leg had a large abrasion on her knee and had oozed blood. "Did you fall?"

Gu Miao nodded.

"I'll get you medicine," Jiang Yan opened the door of the cabinet next to him, took out the medicine chest, "how did you fall?"

Gu Miao looked at him. After a long time, I probably didn't know how to say it. After a little bit of cotton, he started to deal with the wound and ignored him.

"I order takeaway," Jiang Yan sat next to her with her mobile phone. "What else do you want to eat?"

Gu Miao looked over the screen of her mobile phone, Jiang Yan helped her to flip back and forth, Gu Miao didn't know the characters, mainly to look at the pictures, and finally she poked meat vegetables and spades.

"Okay." Jiang Yan nodded and ordered several dishes.

Before Gu Miao's injuries, Gu Fei helped her deal with her wounds because Gu Miao was afraid of blood and tried not to let her see the blood.

But Xu Xingzhi pointed out "relentlessly" that Gu Miao was not afraid of the root cause of the blood, but still Gu Fei's own fear.

Since then, Gu Fei has not helped her deal with her wounds anymore, and taught her a little bit about how to clean the wounds and how to apply medicine. Now she is not easily injured, and she can deal with the injuries herself, and she is very skilled in movement.

Looking cool.

"You look like a female killer every day," Jiang Yan teased her. "Are you guys at the skate club afraid of you?"

Gu Miao glanced at him, smiled and didn't speak.

"Your brother said that you are older, and that you have grown five centimeters in three months, is that true?" Jiang Yan asked again, "You have a meter five now?"

Gu Miao nodded.

"I can't see it," Jiang Yan said.

Gu Miao snorted, threw the cotton ball in his hand, stood up, and then stretched out his hand and pulled Jiang Yan's arm to pull him up, and then compared him with his height.

"It's a meter and a half," Jiang Yan looked down at her head, and said with a smile, "it's chest."

After Gu Miao cleaned the wound and disinfected it, she took a book from her backpack and began to read it.

This is the picture book Gu Fei bought for her. There are few words and pictures. Gu Miao knows few words, but she likes to read pictures, so Gu Fei buys some picture books for her every once in a while.

Jiang Yan leaned on the sofa and looked at her. Gu Miao has made great progress in the past two years. She can no longer scream, can understand other people's meaning, and gradually expresses her emotions. It will cry, laugh, and get angry, although Word learning is still very slow, and her speech hasn't changed much, but for her, it is already good.

Gu Fei went to the skateboard club that I had met on the square last year, and the other party agreed to join Gu Miao.

Compared to her aimlessly speeding down the street, she now counts a small goal every time she jumps, Gu Miao's own small goal.

Gu Fei has no requirements for her, she can slowly integrate into the life around her, and make friends, as long as nothing else is forced.

The take-away was quickly delivered, and Jiang Yan went downstairs and took several pockets, which was quite heavy.

Just two steps upstairs, the phone rang, thinking that Gu Fei had called it, and it took a long time to put everything into one hand, and then took out the phone to see, it was Pan Zhi.

"Ah," Jiang Yan sighed. "It's time for you to fight."

"Grandpa, I'm going to run away," Pan Zhi split his head and said, "You are ready to receive me."

"What's wrong?" Jiang stunned, "Don't you say that you have been locked up?"

"I was giving them some face. Can I really be held? I want to leave at any time," said Pan Zhi. "I can't take it anymore, I will go to you tomorrow."

"Wait," Jiang Yan said, "you just ran away, your mother didn't kill you?"

Pan Zhi didn't think much about professional issues when he went to college. He learned about library management. Now he wants to let him go to the library for exam preparation. This is really necessary for Pan Zhi who can perform well without going to school. It's dead.

"Kill it, just kill it," Pan Zhi said. "She won't kill me. I won't be able to read those books for two months. I'll be able to go to a bookstore. I'll go back when they get angry. Ask for some money to open a bookstore ... I'll tell you more about these when I go. "

"Oh," Jiang Yan answered, "then I'll book a room for you?"

"You don't need to worry, I made the order myself," Pan Zhi said. "Just take the time to chat with me for a few days."

"Well," Jiang Yan thought about, "or ... I'll call your mother to talk?"

"Forget it, she kept telling me about your Baoyan research. If you are so sensible, how exciting will she be," Pan Zhi sighed. "You wait for me, and invite me to barbecue."

"Okay." Jiang Yan smiled.

Jiang Yan packed all the food out of the plate, set a table, and after the tableware was set, Gu Miao, who had been sitting on the sofa reading a book, tilted his head.

"Back." She said, her voice was a little hoarse than three or four years ago. Gu Fei said that it was a period of changing voices, and expressed that she missed the time when she called her "Sister Brother" thin and soft.

"Well, I heard the sound of a motorcycle," Jiang Yan went to the window and looked down. Gu Fei, who was driving downstairs, just stopped the car. He whistled down. "What about your brother's tie today?" You look at it for a while, it looks special. "

Gu Fei took off his helmet and looked up, waved his hand at him, locked the car and ran into the corridor.

Gu Miao had no interest in whether her brother was wearing a tie or not like a serious person. When Gu Fei opened the door and came in, she immediately sat down at the table and waited for dinner.

"This is called takeaway." Gu Fei took off his jacket and said with a smile.

"You look at Ermiao," Jiang Yan pointed at Gu Fei, "suit, have you ever seen ... how about your tie?"

"Tear, uncomfortable." Gu Fei said while preparing to take off his suit jacket.

"Wait," Jiang Yan took out his mobile phone. "I took a picture. This kind of dress is a bit too rare. I usually dress like a physical education teacher."

"This is not a serious suit," Gu Fei looked at him. "Our school uniform is full of manpower."

"More serious than your sportswear." Jiang Yan smiled.

This is indeed the school uniform of Gu Fei, dark blue, the material is ok, but the style is the same, usually no teacher wears it, a little formal occasion, only when "dressing" is required to turn it out.

It's been several years. He still doesn't see the "habit" to Gu Fei, but he still feels that this person is handsome and in good shape. Even if he wears such a suit on Gu Fei, he still makes Jiang Yan be impressed.

this is Love……

Jiang Yan sang in his heart while taking pictures.

On this birthday, Gu Fei had to send a suit of awesome dresses. It was too sexy.

"Is that all right?" Gu Fei asked.

"Well, change your clothes and eat." Jiang Yan looked at him.

Gu Fei took off his suit jacket and walked to the bedroom while unbuttoning his shirt. Jiang Yan immediately followed in and leaned against the wall to continue watching him.

When Gu Fei unbuttoned his shirt, when he took off his T-shirt, he was totally different in sexy.

One is the former steel tyrant.

One is humanoid.

"How about the open class today?" Jiang Yan scratched around his waist.

"Fat," Gu Fei took off his shirt and was about to talk. Gu Miao knocked on the bowl outside, and he turned his head. "I said no bowling! Impolite!"

Gu Miao looked at him with her chopsticks.

"If you are hungry, eat it first," said Gu Fei. "I talk to my uncle."

Gu Miao nodded, gave himself a meal and lowered his head to start eating.

"Nervous?" Jiang Yan asked.

"Well," Gu Fei put on a T-shirt. "It's uncomfortable. Our team leader said he couldn't see the tension, but I knew I was uncomfortable."

"What about the classroom effect?" Jiang Yan asked.

"It's okay, today these kids are much better than the last public class," Gu Fei said. "I was worried that they were more nervous than me, and the results were OK."

"I want to see you in class." Jiang Yan said.

"I'll broadcast one for you tomorrow." Gu Fei smiled.

"I mean it," Jiang Yan said.

"I mean it," Gu Fei said. "If you want to see it, I'll broadcast it to you."

"Okay," Jiang Yan laughed, "why a little excited?"

"Because you're childish." Gu Fei passed over and kissed his forehead.

When the two returned to the living room and sat down to eat, Gu Miao had already eaten a bowl of rice and was serving the second bowl.

"Fortunately, it usually consumes a lot," Jiang Yan looked at her. "You can eat more than me, and the other little girl is fat and deformed. This one will recognize the flesh."

"You have been running lately," Gu Fei said while eating. "You are eating a lot now, and you are sleeping at home every day. Baoyan Pig is right."

"I actually only got pigs when I came back. I was in a dog state at school before," Jiang Yan sipped his soup. "I think dogs can get up right now."

"Be a pig for a while," said Gu Fei, "think of your distress after starting school."

"It's okay, I'm used to it," Jiang Yan said. "The moment I think of those studyaholics in our dormitory, I'm full of power ... I'll tell you something."

"Huh?" Gu Fei answered.

"Pan Zhi is coming tomorrow," Jiang Yan said.

"Isn't he letting the house use a large titanium chain to tie the toilet?" Gu Fei said, "Jailbreak?"

Jiang Yan smiled for a long time: "Well, escaped, it means heaven."

"Do you want to live here?" Gu Fei asked, "I can go home and live."

"He has booked a room," Jiang Yan said. "He wants to open a bookstore, so why don't you say that?"

"Looking at how to do it, if there are characteristics, it is still reliable," Gu Fei said. "Although Pan Zhi cannot study, other things are quite stable."

"Well, I think, if you can get a book with a little personality in the" accident "area, it may be true," Jiang Yan said, "tell him tomorrow, he has been to several times anyway Now. "

"More times than I go." Gu Fei snorted.

The coffee shop called "The Accident", they go to the holiday once a year and say there is nothing to remember, but they still use it as a place to store memories.

"When you took Gu Miao in the summer vacation, you simply got it in the shop every day," Jiang Yan said, thinking for a moment and suddenly snoring. "I'll tell you something."

"Huh?" Gu Fei looked at him.

"Pan Zhi is fine all by himself," Jiang Yan said. "I think ..."

"Isn't that normal? The boss has beautiful coffee and it's not his style if he doesn't go." Gu Fei laughed.

"No, the key is that he hasn't told me at all. For those girls before, he would say," Where is the circle of friends? "Jiang Yan whispered," I think ... you know what I mean? "

"Yes," Gu Fei nodded, and whispered, "May Pan Zhi be taken down?"

"I look forward to it." Jiang Yan looked solemn.

"Really looking forward." Gu Fei was also very serious.

"It's really going to be taken down," Jiang Yan continued to sternly, "prepare a gift."

"Send him to the gongs and drums." Gu Fei nodded.

"What to send?" Jiang Yan pondered.

"The gongs and drums are usually given a banner." Gu Fei said.

"Jin Qi's words can only be given to girls," Jiang Yan said. "Write four words to help the people."

Gu Fei laughed without stubbornly, Jiang Yan still stretched his face and insisted for a long time before laughing together.

The author has something to say: 继续 Continue tomorrow.

Fanwai is slowly changing, and the time may not be as punctual as before, because it feels like you are suddenly empty at the end, and I feel the same way, just ... it is very empty, a little sorrowful __﹁. Therefore, the foreign code is slow. I will throw it up every day after the code is finished. You do n’t have to wait for it.