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He Qing maintained the original posture, staring at the man blankly.
The man standing opposite was wearing casual clothes. He had a pair of sharp eyes and handsome features. He looked like a person who was not easy to get along with. At this moment, his brows were slightly frowned, and he was looking at He Qing.
After the two of them stared at each other in silence for nearly ten seconds, the young man lowered his head in panic as if he had just woken up from a dream. His body seemed to have encountered a natural enemy, and he did not dare to move.
Seeing the young man's reaction as if he was a scourge, Cheng Xi frowned even tighter, his eyes turned around He Qing's kindergarten teacher's attire, and finally looked away coldly.
I don't know why, although he had no friendship before, after seeing the figure of the young man bowing his head to pick up something, he still called out He Qing's name.
But it's just calling out the name.
"Cheng Xiao, let's go."
The boy with a similar face to the man nodded and followed obediently away.
Their figures gradually walked away, and He Qing stared blankly at the back of the man, as usual.
[Today you ignore my love and answer, but tomorrow I will make you unable to climb up, is this a routine? ¡¿
System: [¡] Dramatist.
He Qing lowered his head, still picked up the trash bit by bit, and threw it all into the trash can.
After finishing these, the young man remained silent, and entered the classroom as usual.
At this moment, some children had already arrived. He checked the children's clothes one by one, whether they were too much or too little, and picked up the things that were dropped by the naughty children on the ground. He waited until the class bell rang, and then stood on the podium Get ready to start class.
The children were taught very well. When the class bell rang, they all stood up, and said hello in a childish voice, "Hello, teacher"
The young man nodded with a gentle smile, and was about to start class when the door of the classroom was knocked, and the young female teacher stood outside the door, "Mr. He, there is a new kid transferred to the big class."
He Qing was startled, and looked over suspiciously, but the expression on his face suddenly froze.
It was none other than Cheng Xi and the boy who stood outside the door.
The stern man looked at him, nodded indifferently as a greeting, and the young man quickly returned a pale smile. At this moment, the female teacher was still introducing:
"This is baby Cheng Xiao. This is his father, Cheng Xi, Mr. Cheng. This is Mr. He, who teaches art in our big class. He is also responsible for waiting for parents to pick him up in the afternoon. You can leave a phone number for each other, and just send a text message if you have anything."
The man's face was still indifferent, but he still took out his mobile phone, and said in a magnetic voice, "Phone number."
He waited for two seconds but did not get a response. He looked up impatiently, only to see the pale and dazed face of the young man.
Seeing this, the female teacher hurriedly smoothed things over in embarrassment, "Mr. Cheng, Mr. He can't speak, so you can just give the phone number. Usually, you can contact me by text message, which is very convenient."
Can't speak?
Cheng Xi looked at the young man in surprise, only to see that he avoided his eyes evasively, just like in the past, a different kind of irritability suddenly arose in his heart, and the words he said were also a bit stabbing: "Your kindergarten Still looking for someone who can't speak as a teacher?"
The young man's face turned pale.
He lowered his head firmly, covering his trembling lips, and clenched his hands hidden under his sleeves so tightly that they were almost bleeding.
Over the years, he has heard too many similar words, but he never expected that these words would come out of Cheng Xi's mouth.
The female teacher on the side also smiled awkwardly, and she quickly explained, "Ms. He's painting skills are superb, and the children she teaches are also sensible, and we have assigned Mr. He an assistant teacher, so the children will not be delayed in class."
Seeing that the man's expression still did not ease, she had no choice but to say, "How about this, if you don't want to contact me by text message, I can change you to a big class"
"never mind."
Cheng Xi stood condescendingly, so he could easily see the slightly trembling body of the young man. He looked away indifferently, and put down Cheng Xiao's hand.
"Mr. He, Cheng Xiao will leave it to you."
Only then did He Qing slowly raise his eyes, looked at the man and nodded.
For some reason, Cheng Xi always felt that there seemed to be some sadness in his warm eyes, and he didn't take it to heart. The man touched the boy's head expressionlessly, "Take a good class and don't fight."
"Yeah." The boy who looked like a man responded with a straight face.
After leaving a phone call for He Qing, Cheng Xi still didn't feel relieved at last, and stayed in the toddler.The light fell on the young man, and he re-examined this old classmate, perhaps because he saw him taking care of Cheng Xiao, his tone was much gentler than before.
"You are good at drawing."
It was obviously a compliment, but the young man shrank back, forced a smile, typed a few words on the phone, and handed it over.
[I'm going there first, if you have anything to do, you can text me. ¡¿
The man stood where he was, watching the slightly emaciated young man walking among the children again, with doubts in his eyes.
He Qingtao, how could he be dumb?
¡¾Ding! Cheng Xi's favorability: 35, host, you can, you can do it! ¡¿
The young man stood among the children, with a gentle smile on his face, and glanced at the man from a distance.
[The quality of No. 1 is really high, look at this body, this handsome face, it is tailor-made for me. ¡¿
[I just don¡¯t know, how about number two. ¡¿
He looked away, but over there, Cheng Xi received a call from his friend.
On the other end of the phone was Shi Yue's lazily teasing voice, "Father Cheng Xiao, how is your vacation going? If you don't come back, I will move the company away."
The two of them started a business together, and they have made some achievements in the past few years. A few days ago, something was wrong with Cheng Xiao, so Cheng Xi had to put down his work to accompany him.
The man said in a deep voice, "I'll go back in the afternoon."
"Okay, then I'll take a vacation for myself and go to the bar to have fun! Do you want to come together with Dad? I'll find you a good one."
Behind the desk, a handsome man turned a pen in his hand with a little anger and said dirty jokes. From the other end, there was a faint voice from the man, "Do you remember He Qing? I met him."
"Snapped!"
The pen in his hand was broken, and Shi Yue's hand was cut with half of the pen, leaving a light bloodstain. The man slowly raised his hand, stretched out his tongue to lick off the blood, his eyes darkened, but his lips curled up slightly in surprise.
"I remember, how could I not remember"
"Where is he now? I haven't seen him for so many years, I really want to catch up on the old dayswell"
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Ah Qing is not really dumb!
Cheng Xiao is Cheng Xi's nephew!
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