Chapter 35: Get closer to you so you can see more clearly!

As a teacher with limited morals, Fang Yan would not fall in love with his students.

However, whether to talk about it or not is one thing, but whether there are female students pursuing him is another matter.

Just as many female stars in the entertainment industry said in interviews with reporters, "I don't want everyone to call me Vases, please pay more attention to my acting skills." But have they ever thought about those who have worked hard for decades but no one has ever called them Vases?

How those women felt?

Have they thought about it?

Yes, Fang Yan has such a mentality.

Before he entered Zhuque Middle School as a teacher, he had imagined such a beautiful scene: a beautiful girl wearing a white shirt and a blue skirt was like a morning rose that had just grown in size. It had a pleasant fragrance, was delicate and charming, and was shy in his teaching materials.

Write a passionate love letter or call his name on the campus tree-lined path after school and give him 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 a lot. He will also drink the tea, and even accept the thermos cup for making tea.

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

"I am a good man and 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, yes

your teacher."

Yes, he has already imagined such a scene. With his idol face and powerful acting, how could those young girls who are just starting to fall in love not be fascinated by him?

This day did come, earlier than he expected.

"Are you talking about this as a metaphor?" Fang Yan smiled. If the enemy doesn't move, I won't move. If the enemy moves, I won't move. Let's figure out the real purpose of this girl first. Didn't Zhang Wuji's mother say, be careful with women?

The more beautiful a woman is, the more likely she is to lie.

Fang Yan, a young virgin, is worried that he will be deceived by a beautiful girl.

If they defrauded him of his body, how could he have the nerve to go out and meet people in the future?

"I'm serious." Qin Yitian blinked and said innocently.

"You------" Fang Yan felt that she really wanted to lie to him. "I am your teacher, you have to respect me."

"I know." Qin Yitian nodded. "That's why I want to put you in the most important position in my heart."

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"Fang Yan, according to past practice, shouldn't you introduce new classmates to your classmates?"

"Call Teacher Fang."

"Okay Fang Yan."

"------" Fang Yan is very stubborn, and the other party is more insistent than him.

Fang Yan stood on the podium, smiled and said to everyone: "Let us welcome our new classmate Qin Yitian with warm applause.

No one spoke.

No one applauded.

But all the boys' faces were flushed, with expressions of excitement and frustration. Even Huang Haoran, who was usually the calmest and calmest, was full of excitement and looked at Qin Yitian standing at the front desk with burning eyes.

"Something's wrong." Fang Yan frowned. He smelled the restlessness in the air. What do these guys want to do?

Qin Yitian walked onto the podium, glanced at the audience, laughed softly, and said, "I know you all know me, I am Qin Yitian."

Wow la la -----

The applause was thunderous.

Qin Yitian!

Qin Yitian!

Qin Yitian!

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Whether they are boys or girls, they shouted Qin Yitian's name enthusiastically. Fans who are passionate fans can only do this when they see their male idol.

"What's going on?" Fang Yan felt very hurt. No one applauded when he introduced himself. Qin Yitian stood on the stage and said a word, and you all became crazy like this?

Qin Yitian raised his hand, and the applause and shouting stopped immediately.

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

"No." Fang Yan simply refused. "There are already students sitting in the first row. Now only the last row is empty. You can go and sit there."

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

"Teacher, I am also willing-----"

"Teacher, let me change ------"

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Not only did the boys change seats with Qin Yitian, but even the female students stood up, which was hard for Fang Yan to understand.

Shouldn’t same-sex people be mutually exclusive?

"The seat a person sits on has nothing to do with age, nationality, gender, appearance." Fang Yan said righteously. If you sit in the first row, will the students look at you or me during class? "Classmate Qin Yitian, you must

Give a reason that can convince everyone."

"I want to get closer to you so that you can see more clearly." Qin Yitian looked at Fang Yan and chuckled.

"------" Fang Yan's face also turned red.

To be honest, Teacher Fang Yan was really embarrassed to be molested by a female student in front of so many students.

What's more, he was originally a shy and introverted boy who blushed whenever he talked to girls.

Fang Yan remained silent, but the students' emotions were ignited by Qin Yitian's answer.

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

"As expected of our goddess Suzaku, her methods of picking up men are so mighty and domineering-----"

"Qin Yitian, you are so flattering, I like you-----"

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Fang Yan pointed to the back corner of the classroom and said, "Classmate Qin Yitian, this reason cannot convince me, nor can it convince everyone - there is a place for you in the last row."

Qin Yitian smiled handsomely and said: "One day, you will be willing to let me sit in the first row----"

After saying that, he turned around and walked towards the back row of the classroom. His long hair was flying, as if his whole body was covered with a layer of golden light.

Wherever her figure went, the students' eyes followed her.

It's like a superstar from outside suddenly comes back to experience campus life, and this is how the students chase her.

Fang Yan felt a little sad in his heart, what's going on with these guys? She used to look at herself so enthusiastically -----Aside from being more beautiful, what other knowledge can she bring to you?

Fang Yan stood on the podium and said, "Qin Yitian just came here. Let me re-introduce the content of our class. A few days ago, I took everyone to Quehe to study the poem "Farewell Cambridge". The previous chapter

In the first class, I asked everyone to write an article "Farewell to Queqiao" based on the situation at that time -----Everyone here, including myself, will leave Zhuque. There will always be a day. When you leave Zhuque,

What will the mood be like? Of course, you can write about farewell, you can write about teachers and students, you can also write about love----"

"What I have in my hands now are their works. I will read them out one by one, and everyone will give a final score. The three highest-rated poems will give the author one point each. Qin Yitian just came over, so you don't need to

Participate in this competition."

After saying that, Fang Yan began to read poetry.

In the past, students only studied poetry. How could they ever think that they also wanted to write poetry?

Therefore, the poems written by many students are really boring and dry.

For example, "Farewell to Queqiao" written by a student named Ye Xiaoyu goes like this: Queqiao, I'm leaving. Queqiao, I will come back. When you look at my eyes, do you know that I feel for you in my heart?

How deeply are you in love?

Even more exquisite are: Que. Bridge. Que Bridge. The reason why Que Bridge is called Que Bridge is because it resembles a bird.

Of course, there are some excellent works among them. For example, Huang Haoran, who has a profound knowledge of ancient literature, wrote a poem in classical Chinese about saying goodbye to school and Queqiao. The words are gorgeous and the emotions are profound, which won everyone's praise.

Zheng Guodong, Chen Tao, and Li Yang did not come to class. When Fang Yan read Zhu Fang on the 40th, all the poems had been recited.

"Okay, now everyone starts scoring." Fang Yan said with a smile. "Find a piece of paper and write down the three poems you think are the best. The one with the most votes is the outstanding poet of our ninth class."

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

"Qin Yitian, what can you do?"

"Teacher, I have also written a few poems. Can you help me read them?"

"How many articles?"

"A few articles. I have plenty of time."

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Fang Yan walked to the back row of the classroom, took the stack of manuscript paper handed over by Qin Yitian, saw the poems written in beautiful fonts on it, and asked: "Did you just write this?"
To be continued...