After Escaping Marriage [GL]

Yu Qingtang forgot that he was still standing on the podium, staring blankly at the phone that hung up and jumped back to the main interface.

She and Cheng Mo talked on the phone. After two weeks, Cheng Zhanxi was not in front of her for a long time. The voice on the phone had a strange feeling. It was quiet, mature, gentle, and the lowered voice was a little magnetic.

Almost from her voice, I can think of what a beautiful woman is on the opposite side. She is wearing a long dress, walking on the streets of Gothic architecture, with blue sky and white clouds, red-domed churches, statues on the square, and crushed stone slabs. The carriage wheels and the ancient city walls with mottled history have become her foils.

"Teacher Yu?"

"teacher?"

A distant voice came from Yu Qingtang's ears, and she took a few seconds to refocus her eyes on reality.

A group of students with puzzled eyes sat in the class.

Tong Feifei: "What did Mr. Cheng say?"

Yu Qingtang squeezed the thin white knuckles of the mobile phone tightly, put it back into the pocket of the windbreaker with a calm expression, and said, "She will arrive tomorrow afternoon, let you compete well, and asked if you have been practicing dance seriously during this time, I said have."

Tong Feifei breathed a sigh of relief: "Teacher, you are in a daze on the stage, I thought there was something."

Yu Qingtang uncomfortably wanted to lick her lips, but held back, she said indifferently, "No." She turned to face the whole class and said, "Everyone can go home, and the last classmates who leave remember to lock the door."

The classmates wanted to leave very much, but due to the presence of the head teacher, they were not in a hurry to pack up. Some classmates had already packed their schoolbags while she was speaking, but they still sat in their seats. Lian Yabing put her schoolbag on the table, buried her face in her arms, flushed with excitement, and looked at her speechlessly at the same table.

Yu Qingtang walked out of the classroom door, and Li Lan stepped onto the podium.

"Athletes stay and we resume rehearsals."

When the duty was over, the people who stayed moved the desks and chairs to both sides, leaving a large space in the middle. Li Lan closed the curtains of the classroom, closed the door, and played music to practice dancing.

The athlete's phalanx only requires uniform dress, not necessarily a school uniform, so Li Lan registered the sizes of the classmates, shopped around, and found a manufacturer to customize the performance costumes, white shirts and ties, black pants, and men and women were the same. It's autumn now, the weather is cool, and the performance clothes can be hidden in the school uniform and take off tomorrow when they walk in the square.

In the evening, Li Lan confirmed to the literary and art committee the manuscript to be handed over to the radio station tomorrow, discussed the class slogan in the class committee group, and told the life committee to prepare for the logistical work and keep it in good order.

There was a knock on the door.

Li Lan sat in front of the desk and said without looking up, "Please come in."

Li Lan's mother came in with a glass of milk in her hand, put it by her hand, looked down at her book, and said softly:

"When we are young, we are confident, and we shine in the field of hard work..."

Li Lan hurriedly blocked the book with his hand and did not show it to her.

The last few words read "Class 17, XXX, come on."

Li Lan's mother smiled and said, "Writing for the sports meeting."

Li Lan's ears were a little red: "Well, I'm afraid there won't be enough manuscripts tomorrow, so I'll write some spares first."

Li Lan's mother said, "rest early, and get up early tomorrow."

Li Lan hugged her mother's arm and acted like a spoiled child: "I see, oh, don't read it. How can you, an adult, read what a child wrote."

"The adults also came from a child." Li Lan's mother saw that she was about to fry her hair, she smiled and looked away, and said, "Drink the milk soon."

Li Lan's mother stared at her daughter and drank the milk, took the empty cup in her hand, and when she was halfway through, she turned around and asked, "By the way, the head teacher of your class is a newly graduated teacher, right? I saw you when the school started to sign up. By the way, a very beautiful teacher, how is she leading your class? I rarely hear you mention her recently."

Li Lan pouted.

Li Lan's mother: "What's wrong?"

Li Lan said: "Let's not talk about her for now. I have to get up early tomorrow and talk about it in a few days."

Li Lan's mother looked at her for a while and said, "Okay, your dad and I are going to sleep first."

"Good night mom."

"Good night."

The study door was gently closed, and Li Lan turned around and fished out the doll on the bed, kneading it so hard that it deformed. Finally, throw it back on the bed and continue writing.

***

Yu Qingtang received a text message from Cheng Zhanxi at night.

[Cheng Zhanxi]: Waiting at the airport

[Yu Qingtang]: Safe journey

Cheng Zhanxi was so flattered that she almost asked her on WeChat what happened recently? Is it the sweet period brought by Xiaobie? Let her finally be duplicitous?

Yu Qingtang didn't know how to chat with her normally, and escaped under the pretext of sleeping.

[Cheng Zhanxi]: Good night

The opening ceremony of the sports meeting starts at 7:30. The school requires that you arrive at school at 7:00, which is no different from early reading.

In order to facilitate the organization of students, the students still have to gather in the class first, and then be brought to the designated place by the class teacher.

Students who wear school uniforms are hard to recognize, and students who don't wear school uniforms are even more "weird" in Yu Qingtang's eyes. Some students, especially girls, have even changed their hairstyles. Yu Qingtang nodded indifferently to the student who greeted her while looking at the time on her watch.

Li Lan walked over from the other side of the corridor, and when she took a few steps closer, Yu Qingtang could clearly see her mole on the tip of her nose.

Li Lan looked up at her, took a breath, and put on a smile: "Yu..."

Yu Qingtang lowered her eyes, as if she was deliberately avoiding her eyes.

Li Lan's attitude was cold and cold: "Teacher, I'll go first."

Yu Qingtang moved her lips, but did not stop her back.

There were 50 people in the seventh class, and there were 48 people, but two people didn't show up. Although there was no mandatory attendance at the school, Yu Qingtang still asked Li Lan: "Monitor, did those two classmates ask you for leave?"

There was no sound offstage.

Yu Qingtang: "Monitor?"

Li Lan pushed her at the same table and whispered that the teacher called you, Li Lan raised her head from the book, as if she had just heard: "Mr. Yu, I'm sorry, I was thinking about the phalanx later, can you repeat it? ?"

Yu Qingtang repeated the question.

Li Lan said: "Wang Jiajia and I have taken leave, but others have not."

Yu Qingtang: "Where's the leave of absence?"

Li Lan said, "No."

Yu Qingtang said lightly, "Let her tell me directly next time."

Li Lan's face was a little ugly.

Her tablemate felt the low pressure on her body and silently moved away a little.

Li Lan raised his neck and asked, "Didn't the school say that it is possible to arrive or not? Why do you need to ask for leave?"

Yu Qingtang still looked indifferent: "During the games, I have the responsibility to ensure your safety." She made a downward gesture with her hand, "Sit down."

Yu Qingtang counted the number of people again, formed two teams in the corridor, and led them out of the front door.

The autumn wind is blowing the green field, the open-air stadium has red banners with "I am active, I am wonderful, I am healthy!", colorful flags flutter in the wind, and teachers and students are constantly gathered on the plastic track to the football field in the middle. The students took their seats in the auditorium on both sides of the rostrum, while the athletes had to form a square formation neatly in accordance with the arrangement of the school, waiting for all teachers and students to review.

Athletes in each class are uniformly dressed, and they are different from each other. There are black and white, pink and yellow. At a glance, they are colorful, and their young and energetic faces are full of vigorous youth.

Twenty athletes from the seventh class signed up. Li Lan signed up for the sprint 50 and 100. She was also responsible for raising the placard and leading the team. Yu Qingtang stood in front of everyone, in the wind, his voice was higher than usual, and he said with encouragement: "Everyone, come on."

Li Lan turned to look at Class 15 not far away. The head teacher of class 15 is a smiling little old man. He is not tall. I heard that he teaches Chinese. He is very good at telling stories. He usually plays well with his classmates. He pinched the boy's shoulder, patted the boy's back, and greeted each other one by one, looking more nervous than the students.

I don't know what a student said, the whole class laughed hahaha.

A student cleared his throat and shouted, "Come on, get ready."

All the members of the fifteenth class shouted neatly: "Fifteen and fifteen, lively! Feng Yuan Feng Yuan, one meter sixty-five!"

Feng Yuan was the name of their head teacher.

Teacher Feng chased the student to run all over the playground. The student turned around as he ran. Seeing that the teacher's physical strength was exhausted, he sighed, pretending to be weak and caught by him, and beat him twice on the arm.

Some class teachers have their hands behind their backs and their voices are loud, like military training: "Are you confident?"

"Yes!" The students said in unison.

"Are you confident?!"

"Yes!!" The classmates blushed and shouted thickly.

…

"Eight classes, eight classes, win the championship, work together, and create greater glories!"

"Tigers in the mountains, dragons in the water! Class 19, Crouching Tiger, Hidden Dragon!"

"The east wind is blowing, the war drums are beating, who will the twenty-fifth class be afraid of!"

…

The wind sent the cheering chorus of the students on the playground into the high auditorium stands, and several teachers gathered to chat and miss the beautiful youth that passed away.

"Mr. Yu." Yang Li called to her in the crowd, her voice could not be heard at all in the noisy stadium, she said, "Come here."

Yu Qingtang looked at her mouth shape and came over.

Yang Li takes good care of the new teacher, afraid that she will feel isolated, so she specifically cues her: "We were talking about when we were students before, what project are you best at?"

Yu Qingtang thought about it seriously and said, "Audience."

Several teachers laughed.

Yu Qingtang has a very low sense of existence. When she is quiet and not talking, it is easy for others to forget that she is there. The teachers gradually exclude her from the topic while chatting. Yu Qingtang just doesn't need to talk, and concentrates on being a transparent person next to her.

"Mr. Cheng must be very good at sports when he is studying."

The empty ears caught a sentence, and Yu Qingtang's eyes turned to Yang Li who was talking.

"Which teacher Cheng?"

"It's the top class in our office."

"Mr. Cheng Zhanxi, a new physical education teacher in high school?"

Yu Qingtang thought to herself: Is Cheng Zhanxi so famous?

Yang Li: "She looks at someone with long arms and legs, and can dance. Running should be fine. I'll ask her later if she wants to participate in the staff sports meeting."

Yang Li called her again: "Mr. Yu."

Yu Qingtang cast an eye.

Yang Li asked, "Did Mr. Cheng say when he will be back?"

"This afternoon." Yu Qingtang replied without thinking, and she looked slightly startled after answering. Why did everyone acquiesce that she would know about it?

Yang Li covered her mouth and smiled and said, "I don't know, it's better that you two have a good relationship."

Yu Qingtang: "…"

"Hello, hello, cough, can you hear it?" The microphone on the podium began to audition, and the opening ceremony was about to begin.

Yang Li glanced down the stage inadvertently, and suddenly made a soft noise, she said in surprise, "Mr. Yu, your class has undressed."

Yu Qingtang followed her gaze and saw that the students who were still wearing their school uniforms suddenly removed their school uniforms in a well-trained manner, revealing new and clean white shirts and ties inside. The most beautiful but youthful, the classmates are tall and straight, and the fit shirts are worn on the body to embellish the spirit of the wind-haired youth, and they are confident and high-spirited.

Li Lan checked the ties one by one, and looked back at Yu Qingtang, whose face could not be seen clearly in the auditorium.

Yang Li said, "It's pretty, it's handsome."

Yu Qingtang said calmly, "Mr. Cheng recommended it."

Yu Qingtang learned from Cheng Zhanxi that Li Lan had added Cheng Zhanxi's penguin friend from the class group, and asked her if she had any clothing recommendations for the sports meeting. Cheng Zhanxi recommended cost-effective shirts and trousers. She almost even wore clothes. After spending a piece of money, I thought about it before giving Li Lan money and held back. I first asked Yu Qingtang, the head teacher.

Of course Yu Qingtang refused. There are class fees in the class. This kind of collective activity requires everyone to participate.

Yang Li said with a smile: "Mr. Cheng really cares about you... your class. I heard that Class 17 doesn't have such good treatment."

Yu Qingtang thought for a while and said, "Class 17 and our class have different performances. If Class 17 wanted to dance, Teacher Cheng would be like this."

Yang Li's smile deepened.

Yu Qingtang was confused.

Yang Li's heart of gossip was satisfied and she said, "Don't talk about it, get ready to watch the opening ceremony, where is Teacher Wen?"

Yu Qingtang: "I'm busy with something."

Yang Li said casually, "She seems to be busy every day." Yu Qingtang didn't answer, and she didn't ask any further questions. The two sat together in the audience area of ​​Class 17.

Flags fluttered on both sides of the podium.

The host took the microphone to the stage with a sweet voice: "Dear leaders, teachers, dear classmates, hello everyone! In the golden autumn of October, sweet-scented osmanthus flowers are fragrant, and we are looking forward to the new campus sports meeting... This time Those who attended the Games were…”

The host lowered his head to read the book, read a series of school leaders' names, and then said, "And all the referees and staff, let us welcome them with warm applause!"

Thunderous applause.

"The first item of the opening ceremony, all stand and play the national anthem."

With a bang, the audience stood up, and the solemn national anthem was played in the playground.

After the school leaders made their speeches, the referee representatives and the athletes’ representatives took the oath, the host covered his sleeves and yawned before going on stage. He put on a standard eight-tooth smile on the stage, and said loudly: "I announce that this autumn sports meeting is officially opened. Athletes are invited to enter!"

The wind in the playground was stronger than before. Li Lan leaned on the sign that said Class One (7) of Senior High School by her feet. The strong wind blew the long hair from the ponytail at the back of her head to her mouth. She pressed her hair with one hand and whispered with The classmates said: "As long as you play according to the rehearsal time, there is no problem."

She called out to Yu Zhou, "Zhou Zhou."

Yu Zhou was already nervous, but when he was named, he became even more nervous. His hands and feet were shaking, and his palms were cold.

Yu Zhou was one of the enthusiastic students who was encouraged by Yu Qingtang to sign up for the Games that night by using Cheng Zhanxi as an excuse. She is introverted and would not take the initiative to participate in such crowded activities, but she was determined to long jump in physical education class before. Very good, jumped to two meters easily, how could Li Lan have any reason to shrink back when she signed up.

She also practiced very well in dancing. She had basic skills for a few years when she was a child, but she didn't practice it until later, and she got started much faster than others. The only downside is that she is timid and dare not perform in public.

Li Lan temporarily handed the class sign to the classmates at the front of the line. Before they got to their class, Li Lan shuttled from the team to Yu Zhou, held her hand, and took out a stack from her trouser pocket with the other hand. A neat tissue, gently wiped the sweat from her palms and fingers.

Li Lan took hers with both hands, looked her in the eyes and said firmly, "You can do it."

The classmate next to him smiled and said, "You dance so well and still have stage fright, don't people like me need to live?"

Li Lan: "We are a group. You just need to remember what it feels like to rehearse together. Don't look at other people on the playground, just look at the people in front of you."

The classmates in front of Yu Zhou turned their heads, revealing a bright smile.

"That's right, it's me."

Yu Zhou chuckled.

She looked at Li Lan again, exhaled softly, and nodded.

There are six classes in front of Class One and Seven. The two experimental classes, Class One and Class Two, not only excel in their grades, but also perform well in talent shows. Class one is all dressed in white to play Tai Chi. Not to mention how difficult it is, but It looks immortal and pleasing to the eye, and should have worked hard in private. The second class chose the camouflage uniform military boxing. Everyone had learned it two months ago, and it was convenient to practice. It was better than thinking of a set of ingenious slogans, and shouted it majestic.

The head teacher of the second class cheered loudly in the audience, the principal took the lead in applauding, and the others also applauded.

There was applause all the time.

Li Lan's pressure doubled, but she didn't show it. She was very confident on her face. The classmates looked at her confident face, and their hearts could not help but settle down.

The classes in the back had chorus, fan dance, and they were quite normal. Another class went to the rostrum and shouted a bare class slogan. There was no program prepared, and everyone laughed and passed.

In the audience, Yang Li sat up straight, while Yu Qingtang always sat upright and did not change.

The host's eloquent words came from the sound of the rostrum: "Now coming to us is the high school 17th class representative team - look! They are all graceful and high-spirited, this is a united and progressive group. , this is a group that struggles endlessly..."

The seventh-class athletes held their heads high, strutting their heads, and their voices resounded through the playground: "1717, invincible! Work together to win the first place!"

The host looked at the disciplined class 7 students who were slowly approaching, and the last sentence fell: "I wish them good results in this sports meeting!"

Class 7 stopped in front of the podium, ready to perform.

Yang Li took out her phone and looked at Yu Qingtang, who was sitting still beside her: "Mr. Yu, won't you record it?"

Yu Qingtang: "?"

Yang Li: "Send it to Teacher Cheng."

Yu Qingtang: "...Didn't the school have cameras?"

Yang Li was silent for two seconds and said, "Forget it, I'll send it to you later, and then you can send it to Teacher Cheng."

Yu Qingtang said again: "?"

As he spoke, the performance of Class Seven had already begun.

As soon as the music came out, it grabbed the attention.

Then the classmates with their heads lowered in unison raised their heads in unison, their eyes were sharp, and their steps were astonishing.

Next, the screams of the audience never stopped, including the representative teams that had not yet played on the green field, and the audience was boiling.

Yang Li: "Ah ah ah ah!!"

She also pulled Yu Qingtang's arm and asked her to follow him. Yu Qingtang sat in the chair and didn't move, but the screams of the classmates in the seventh class who were in the audience behind him were even more deafening, and all of them stood up.

Yu Qingtang tilted her head and continued to watch the performance on the playground.

It's neat, really neat.

Neat and uniform movements, stepping on the rhythm of every step, full of strength, no one is left behind, all the movements of arms and legs are at the same angle, it is not like an amateur middle school student can jump out at all. Once it is neat, the momentum and strength come out. Coupled with the uniform white shirt and black trousers, the visual shock is very obvious.

In the teaching video that Killingpart also used, the principal who was sitting on the podium when they shot together was taken aback and took a step back with a chair.

There was laughter in the audience.

The principal picked up the water glass on the table, took a sip of water and was shocked, picked up the microphone, and said with a smile: "Class 17, the performance is very good, just like what is written in their broadcast words, I can see a kind of hard work. spirit of rest.”

The principal put down the microphone and clapped his hands.

The audience burst into applause.

The seventh class students gasped violently, sweat dripping to their chins one by one, but showed even brighter smiles.

These are all they have poured out bit by bit with sweat over the past month. The students who have learned it first and have the skills help the students who don't have dance skills to dig one action at a time, and repeat the correction over and over again. Some people don't want to. After practicing, I was afraid that I would not be able to learn. I thought it was just a sports meeting. Why should I work so hard? Li Lan chatted with them one by one, and no one knew how much time they spent in private.

They ended up twisting into a rope.

They want to be their best, they want to be their best and they are their best.

They deserve all flowers and applause.

There was a long round of applause.

The non-athletes and Yaorong Yan in the seventh class sitting in the auditorium raised their heads proudly, applauding and looking at the envious and curious eyes that were cast towards their seventh class area.

Yu Qingtang listened to the applause for Class 7, and Yang Li's praise for these children, and suddenly felt a very strange feeling in her heart... Are you proud?

The subsequent performances were also exciting and innovative. For example, one class played cosplay, but it was no more eye-catching than the seventh class performance. After the athletes entered the stadium, the principal announced the official start of the sports meeting.

Everyone was still obsessed with the shock of each other's minute, and they could hear discussions in the crowd from time to time.

"The group of knives dances absolutely!"

"It's really amazing. I thought I was watching a stage performance, and I didn't close my chin the whole time. Is that really a freshman in high school?"

"I watched them come out of the phalanx with my own eyes. Class 17! I remember them! Awesome!"

Yu Qingtang passed by the boy who was talking, stopped for a while before leaving, and walked to the place where the seventh class regrouped. The athletes were still there. Li Lan stood at the head of the team, holding her chest high and looking up, with a hint of imperceptible hidden in her eyes. anticipation and tension.

In her jet-black pupils, Yu Qingtang's figure was getting closer and closer.

Yu Qingtang looked at all the students who were looking at her with a smile, her cold heart seemed to warm a little, she suppressed the warmth and said calmly, "Everyone is doing well, Teacher Cheng will feel for you all. I am very happy, and I hope everyone will make persistent efforts in the next games.”

The blood of the students cooled down and their smiles faded, but they still said obediently, "Okay."

Only Li Lan blurted out: "What about you? Aren't you happy for us?"

Yu Qingtang said, "Of course, I'm very happy." There was no warmth in her eyes.

Li Lan looked at her with red eyes.

Yu Qingtang said, "Continue the game, Teacher Cheng will be back in the afternoon."

Yu Qingtang returned to the team of teachers. The first thing the class teachers saw was the praise of her students. Who doesn't want to have a class of outstanding students? Talent shows are not just talent shows, they can reflect the cohesion and solidarity of a class. Class groups that work hard in one place are often striving to be the best in learning, and teaching is multiplied with half the effort.

Yu Qingtang just politely replied thank you, without going into this topic. Others wanted to ask her about her educational experience, but Yu Qingtang couldn't answer.

The seventh class can be so united. First, Cheng Zhanxi's physical education class and the love of her students. Second, because of Li Lan, the responsible class leader, she has given a lot.

Yu Qingtang pinched the bridge of her nose, thinking of Li Lan's reddish eyes, she felt heavy and breathless for some reason.

…

At noon, Li Lan sent a message to Cheng Zhanxi: [Mr. Cheng, we finished the performance without mistakes, the principal praised us, the only class in the school that was praised individually]

Two hours later, Cheng Zhanxi got off the plane and replied to her: [As expected of you, it's amazing, amazing (30 amazing cycles here)]

Cheng Zhanxi: [I'm so happy. After the game in the afternoon, I'll invite you to dinner. You can order whatever you want. Teacher Cheng is rich! 】

Cheng Zhanxi: [Where is your teacher Yu? Are you at school? Why don't you answer my message? 】

When Li Lan saw the news, her smile disappeared immediately.

Li Lan: [I didn't see it]

Cheng Zhanxi didn't care about going home and changing clothes, he took a taxi directly to the school, put his suitcase in the office, and went to the playground to find someone.

The atmosphere of the game was in full swing.

"Wu Peng, come on! Come on! Wu Peng!"

Now it's the 100-meter final. Cheng Zhanxi saw that there were students in his own class on the track. He added fuel and said hello to a few classmates. After Wu Peng crossed the line first, he stepped forward and praised him. After that, he asked with a smile, "Where's your teacher Yu?"

Tong Feifei raised her hand actively and said, "I know, I'll take you there!"

Lian Yabing: "I'll go too!"

Tong Feifei: "Did you know?"

Lian Yabing said confidently, "I don't know, but I'm going."

The two led the way together, Tong Feifei turned to look at Cheng Zhanxi, her face flushed slightly: "Mr. Cheng, you are so beautiful today."

Cheng Zhanxi wore a knee-length dark blue windbreaker with a white shirt underneath. Two buttons were unbuttoned at the neckline, revealing a delicate and white collarbone. On his neck, he wore a thin necklace with a pendant that was as deep blue as sea water. , There is a feeling of tenderness to the bones.

Cheng Zhanxi nodded politely: "Thank you."

"Can we go faster?" She had a bad premonition, so she suggested warmly.

"Okay." Tong Feifei ran up.

Cheng Zhanxi has long legs and big steps, and can easily keep up.

Yu Qingtang was sitting in a corner of the auditorium on the playground, with both hands on his knees, as if in a trance. This place is blocked by buildings, and if you don't walk in, you won't be able to find another person.

Cheng Zhanxi waved his hand behind her three meters away from her.

Tong Feifei walked wisely, took a few steps away and found that Lian Yabing was not following, so she grabbed her wrist.

Lian Yabing turned back three times at a time, and left reluctantly.

Cheng Zhanxi took a few steps forward, half a meter away, a safe social distance, Fang bent down and said softly, "Mr. Yu?"

Yu Qingtang raised her head sluggishly, her eyes fell on her face, and her color suddenly changed slightly.

"Cheng Mo?"

Cheng Zhanxi was startled, and said a little complicatedly: "It's me."

Isn't she still doubting herself to this day?

Yu Qingtang stood up quickly, because her legs were slightly numb because she held a position for a long time, and she couldn't stand. She reached out to support the back of the chair, and handed an arm to the front of the back of the chair more quickly.

Yu Qingtang grabbed her arm, but for some reason she let go as if she was electrocuted, and she fell back unsteadily.

Cheng Zhanxi: "..."

She took a step forward, wrapped her long arms around Yu Qingtang's waist, and hugged her full.