Han Bin casually rubbed his daughter's head, his eyes filled with relief: "Dad believes in our Sissi."
Little did he know that what Han Qian said and expressed at this moment was just to reassure him, lest he, the father, would be pushed to the side of the bad woman she hated, namely Feng Lu.
Li Guochao and Wang Tao were stunned when they saw Han Bin and his daughter passing by. When Han Bin and his daughter entered the office building, Li Guochao asked Wang Tao in a low voice: "Is that Han Qian's father?"
"Didn't you hear Han Qian call daddy?"
Wang Tao rolled his eyes and then said: "Actually, when we were in elementary school, Han Qian once told our class that Luo Minghan looked like his father when he was a child. Later, he even showed her father a photo of him when he was a child. The classmates looked at it, but I think it’s okay, after all, there are many people who look alike in the world, don’t you think so?”
"But Luo Minghan and Han Qian's father are really alike!"
A male classmate muttered.
"Wu Song, what exactly do you want to say?"
Wang Tao frowned: "We are all classmates. If you say something nonsense because of your unfounded speculation, how will you face Luo Minghan in the future?"
The male classmate whom Wang Tao called Wu Song sneered: "I didn't want to say anything, I just think it's strange that these two people who are not related by blood look so similar."
"It's best if you keep this from your heart, otherwise, when Luo Minghan finds out that you are making trouble about his appearance, he will definitely find trouble with you!"
Wang Tao reminded Wu Song: "Luo Minghan's parents are very powerful. His mother is also an outstanding national athlete. She participated in competitions abroad with the national team last year and won several gold medals. She is very famous!"
"I just said that, do you need to scare me like this?"
Wu Song understands what Wang Tao means. Although they are only thirteen or fourteen years old now, their family conditions are good. He knows that being famous means knowing a lot of people, and there are many big people among the people he knows. Moreover, Luo Minghan's mother is really amazing. , it is impossible for him to have nothing to do with Luo Minghan.
Besides, he had nothing to do with others. What he just said was just whispered casually, and he really didn't think about it.
Including Li Guochao, several other male students remained silent and no one interrupted.
"Are you going home or going to the classroom?"
Seeing that no one of his classmates spoke, Wang Tao asked.
"I go home."
"I'm going home too."
"You guys go back first, I'll go take a look around the classroom."
"Wait for me, I'll go to the classroom with you."
Some classmates said they were going home, and some were talking about going to the classroom. Wang Tao chose to go home. He walked beside Li Guochao and Wu Song, and the three of them chatted and walked to the carport with their arms around each other.
"Mingjian."
At the school gate, Wang Tao got on his bicycle, waved to Li Guochao and Wu Song, and then rode away.
In fact, this middle school is only five stops away from the institute compound, which is not that far away. There are several buses passing by from the compound to the middle school. It is undoubtedly very convenient to take the bus to and from school.
However, many students who have bicycles at home and can ride them themselves choose to ride to school.
However, in order to ensure the safety of the Mingrui brothers and sisters, Jiang Li did not agree with the idea of riding to and from school. Therefore, the three Mingrui children have been insisting on taking buses to and from school and the compound since they entered middle school.
Closer to home, after Wang Tao separated from Li Guochao and Wu Song, he rode a bicycle for a distance and couldn't help but think of Wu Song's words that Minghan and Han Qian's father looked alike.
In fact, he was also murmuring in his heart at the time, especially when he heard his mother mention Professor Luo's ex-wife's "resurrection from the dead" not long ago. Wang Tao felt that there was something going on. At this moment, he couldn't help but speculate, could they be... …
Stop, Wang Tao stopped his thoughts in time. He was annoyed and felt despicable. Just a moment ago, he was righteously criticizing Wu Song in school, but what was he thinking at this moment?
What I want to say is that the "they" in Wang Tao's heart are undoubtedly Ming Han and Han Bin.
As for his "Could they be...", he stopped suddenly and didn't think about it. It's not difficult to guess what he was thinking about.
…
After registering for Mingrui, Jiang Li's family of four came to Shuimu University all the way.
"Mom, Minghan and I are cleaning here, so I won't follow you and my dad."
The two-story building that the school assigned to Luo Yanqing before was still retained. On weekdays, the school arranged for someone to come and clean it every once in a while to prevent the house from being abandoned inside and outside. Therefore, what Jiang Li and Luo Yanqing saw now , no different from when they moved in.
Opening the door to the living room, he saw that the sofas, furniture, and household appliances inside were still tightly covered with white cloth. Jiang Li said, "Okay, thank you for your help, Ruirui and Hanhan!"
With a smile lingering in her eyes, she said to Mingrui: "Slow down, don't be in a hurry, your father and I will be back in a while and we will help you."
Before Mingrui could say anything, a childish voice came from the door of the living room: "Mom, mom, Xiao En is here to see you!"
Yes, this childish voice came from Ron.
The little guy is less than eight years old, but he already looks like a young boy.
White and clean, the body is upright, like a small poplar.
As soon as he saw Jiang Li, Ron took two steps quickly. He hugged Jiang Li's waist and said, "Xiao En misses her mother so much!"
Touching the little boy's head, Jiang Li lowered his eyebrows and said with a soft smile: "You just separated from your mother yesterday, have you forgotten?"
The day after Jiang Li brought the three dumplings back to the compound from the Jiang family's old house, Mr. Luo sent Ron to Jiang Li so that Ron could play with his brothers, sisters, and younger brothers. Last afternoon, considering that Today, he has to register at school. Mr. Luo went to the compound to pick up Ron.
In other words, Ron acted like it had been a long time since he had seen him just one night, which made Jiang Li feel funny.
"Yesterday, your Uncle Luo picked him up. As soon as he entered the door, he got into trouble with us. He thought your Uncle Luo went to pick him up!"
This was the voice of Mrs. Li. She and Mr. Luo followed Ron into the living room.
"Grandma!"
Looking up at Mrs. Li, Ron's eyes were full of accusations: "Don't complain to your mother!"
Old Mrs. Li understood the meaning in his eyes and couldn't help but laugh out loud: "Okay, okay, grandma knows. Our family Xiaoen wants to save face, so grandma won't speak ill of you in front of your mother!"
Luo Yanqing chatted with Mr. Luo for a while, and after a while, called Jiang Li to go through the entry procedures.
…
Time flies so fast, and it’s been more than a week since school started.
Today, Shuimu University.
"It's Professor Jiang! Come on, let's go say hello to Professor Jiang!"
When the two female classmates saw Jiang Li coming from a fork in the road not far away, one of them's eyes lit up and she almost screamed with joy.
"Good morning, Professor Jiang!"
"Good morning."
"Good morning, Professor Jiang!"
"Well, morning classmate."
Jiang Li smiled and nodded in response to the classmates who greeted her.
Although the teaching only lasts for a week, well, not counting weekend vacations and days without classes during the week, Jiang Li's accurate teaching time at Shuimu University so far is only four days, that is, Jiang Li has classes three days a week.
But the students all liked Jiang Li's class, especially when they learned that Jiang Li taught elective courses. The students at school were almost fighting each other to get into the classroom. They had to be lucky enough to get a seat in the class, and to compete for it. other students.
And Jiang Li's class was full, and even the classroom windows and doors were crowded with students listening to the class, which also happened in Luo Yanqing's class.
It can be said that both Jiang Li and Luo Yanqing are envied by all the other professors in the school.
Not only do students compete to attend their classes, but class discipline is particularly good, and each student listens more seriously than the other.
Answer questions proactively and remember class notes clearly. As a teacher, who wouldn’t want students like this?
Of course, Jiang Li was very troubled by this.
The same goes for Luo Yanqing.
After all, a class is neither long nor short. Students stand outside the classroom door, outside the window, and in the corridor to listen to the class. In Jiang Li's opinion, it shouldn't be too hard.
But not only were the seats in the classroom full, even the corridors and the back of the classroom were crowded with students who had brought their own ponytails to attend the lectures. Jiang Li tried to persuade her, and Luo Yanqing also tried to persuade them, but to no avail.
On the contrary, the students who attended the class were all cheerful and said that the teacher's class was well taught and that they did not have to work hard at all.
"Ring ring ring..."
The class bell rang, and all the students who came to attend the class were smiling, especially the students who were vying for seats. They should not smile too happily.
"I'm so happy today, I got Professor Jiang's class!"
The speaker was a pretty and cute female classmate, and her voice was full of joy.
"Like you, I am also very happy to learn that Professor Jiang is the one on our school's honor wall who completed two major courses with full marks in all subjects in just one and a half years.
Moreover, it took less than three years for this beautiful woman to obtain double doctorate degrees from the most famous foreign universities. I was so excited that I almost went crazy. You don’t know that my classmates in other departments are so envious and jealous of us! "
"I heard that except for Professor Jiang's class, Professor Luo's class is equally grand."
"That's right. However, Professor Luo takes classes for senior students, and once a week, some students often scream outside the classroom when they can't get the class."
Suddenly, a female classmate sitting behind the two girls who were talking said, "I have a little piece of news. Do you want to hear it?"
"Hurry up."
"Just say what you want to say, don't keep it secret!"
The female classmate lowered her voice: "It is said that Professor Luo and Professor Jiang are a couple!"
"..."
"Sure?"
"Hey! It's said, I'm not sure whether it's true or not. However, with Professor Yiluo's face and Professor Jiang's face, I think there is a high chance that they are a couple!"
"Professor Luo looks about 20 years old, and Professor Jiang looks even younger. I don't think they are older than me."
"Time never treats beauties unfairly!"
"What I shouldn't say is that Professor Luo is privately called 'Luomei' by the senior students!"
Suddenly, another female voice joined in: "Professor Jiang and Professor Luo are a couple. I saw them walking together in school on the day I signed up. And when I listened to Professor Jiang's first class, I saw Professor Luo. When you sit in the classroom and listen to Professor Jiang's lecture, don't look too focused!
Also, after Professor Jiang finished his class, Professor Luo helped Professor Jiang get the lesson plans as soon as he left the teaching building. The two of them looked like a couple of gods no matter how they walked together! "
"If you ask me, Professor Jiang and Professor Luo are more beautiful than movie actors and those Hong Kong and Taiwan stars, and they have super good temperaments!"
"Keep your voice down, keep your voice down, Professor Jiang is standing outside the classroom door!"
…
As Jiang Li stepped into the classroom, it was instantly quiet inside and outside the classroom. Everyone sat upright and looked at the slender figure walking up to the podium.
"Good morning, classmates!"
Jiang Li put the textbooks and lesson plans on the desk, and greeted the students who came to attend the class with a smile on his face and eyes.
"Good morning, teacher!"
As in the previous classes, Jiang Li did not take roll call, not because he didn't want to, but because the class was full and there was really no need to worry about students' attendance.
Moreover, in Jiang Li's view, learning is for oneself, not relying on the teacher to urge, spur and passively learn.
Furthermore, students who come to Jiang Li's class all know that Professor Jiang has a photographic memory from the very first class he takes, and they can tell who is coming just by looking at him. Who didn't come to class?
Regarding this, the students in her class were both excited and nervous.
I'm excited because Jiang Li is really awesome, knowledgeable, and his lectures are lively. He never delays class. Being able to compete for this professor's class is definitely comparable to the mood he felt when he received the university admission notice;
They were nervous because they were afraid that they would not be able to get a seat and would stay in the corridor outside the classroom to listen to the class, thus being mistaken by their lovely Professor Jiang as not coming to class.
However, in response to the overcrowding of the class, Jiang Li made suggestions to the school, hoping to change to a larger classroom to teach students, so as to avoid the inconvenience of some students standing outside the classroom to listen to the class.
The school is also coordinating in many aspects.
After all, the school does not only have one department, and each department does not only have one grade. It takes time to coordinate the classrooms for Jiang Li's class.
…
Jiang Li had a big class, but there was a ten-minute break in the middle, but basically no students left their seats.
"Okay, that's it for today's class. Goodbye, classmates."
When the get out of class bell rang, Jiang Li summarized the knowledge points of the entire class. With a smile on his lips and a soft facial expression, he said goodbye to the classmates below.
The moment she stepped out of the classroom, both the students inside and outside the classroom all focused their attention on the ancient tree a few meters away from the front door of the classroom.
"Why are you here?"
Luo Yanqing had no class today. When Jiang Li came to teach the students, Professor Luo sent three dumplings to the kindergarten. At this moment, he was looking at Jiang Li with a smile on his face.
"I have nothing to do, so I came to pick you up."
Wearing a white shirt with a thin sweater and a mid-length black coat, he is tall and tall, with black trousers and black leather shoes underneath. Even if he is standing under the tree without saying a word, he looks like a beautiful picture.
What's more, the man's appearance is really elegant. To describe him as handsome and graceful is not an exaggeration.
"I'm not a three-year-old child. I don't know how to go back."
Jiang Li's beautiful eyes were filled with helplessness. She walked up to the man with a smile and said, "Go back."
Luo Yanqing took the textbook and lesson plan from Jiang Li naturally, held her hand with his other hand and stuffed it into his coat pocket. He asked, "Are you tired?"
Shaking his head slightly, Jiang Li said, "My hands are not cold."
"It's cloudy today and the temperature is low. The weather forecast says there may be snow."
Luo Yanqing squeezed Jiang Li's hand tightly, and then heard Jiang Li say: "I have gloves, they are in my coat pocket!"
Hearing this, Luo Yanqing was startled at first, then stopped. He looked into Jiang Li's clear and soft eyes: "I want to do this."
The students who came out of the class and those who were standing outside the classroom all looked at the two quietly.
Their eyes were filled with gossip and excitement.
"There must be a reason, right?"
Jiang Li's eyes were playful.
Luo Yanqing held Jiang Li's hand and continued to move forward: "I want all teachers and students to know that you are my lover!"
"It's been several years, but I didn't expect you to still remember to announce our relationship."
Jiang Li said and couldn't help laughing: "What a stingy man."
"You have only been teaching for a few days, but you encounter a lot of people of the opposite sex every day. Among them are not only young male teachers, but also male students who are studying. I feel uncomfortable when I see you."
"There are many female teachers and female students who meet you by chance."
"I didn't give them a chance to get close to me."
"I do not have either."
"But when they say hello to you, you respond with a smile."
"Professor Luo, I was doing that out of politeness. You can't let me learn how to make a walking refrigerator like you, right?"
The second half of Jiang Li's sentence was undoubtedly teasing men.
"..."
Luo Yanqing pursed her lips and said nothing.
"Angry?"
Jiang Li scratched the man's palm: "Are you really angry?"
"No."
Luo Yanqing's tone was a little aggrieved.
"Okay, okay, our Professor Luo is not a refrigerator. He just doesn't want to talk to those of the opposite sex because he likes me and doesn't want me to misunderstand."
Jiang Li coaxed the man softly: "I promise you, as soon as I have the chance, I will tell everyone that my lover's name is Luo Yanqing, and she is Professor Luo, whom everyone knows well. Is that okay?"
Seeing that the man remained silent, Jiang Li suppressed a smile and said, "How about you bring the dumplings and the others to pick me up from get out of class another day, or send me to the classroom, so that when everyone sees the three dumplings, they will know that we are a family. "
Luo Yanqing: "That's it." Luo Mingting and Luo Mingchen are like miniature versions of him, and Luo Mingxi is a miniature version of his little girl. He walked with the three little ones and his little girl. Together, no need to say anything, everyone who sees them can definitely guess the relationship between them.
"as long as you are happy."
Jiang Li smiled and said that he felt that there was a saying that was right. No matter how old a man is, he always has his childish side.
After walking a certain distance, Luo Yanqing suggested: "Make dumplings for lunch?"
"good."
Jiang Li has no objection.
Luo Yanqing didn't know what he was thinking of, but he just heard him say: "How about you take two classes a week?"
I wanted to say a sentence, but thinking that their situations were different, Luo Yanqing did not express his true thoughts.
"Afraid I'm tired?"
Jiang Li asked.
"Um."
Luo Yanqing nodded.
"But I only have three classes a week, so I don't feel tired at all, and I have a lot of free time, which is enough for me to do many other things."
It would be a lie to say that he was not moved by the care of his closest lover, but Jiang Li really didn't feel that he was tired from having three classes a week.
Every Monday, Wednesday, and Friday, there is one big class each time. According to statistics, she only has six small classes a week, which is very easy for her.
As they walked and laughed, the atmosphere between Jiang Li and Luo Yanqing was warm and romantic. Passers-by could hardly help but pause to look at them briefly, but these two seemed to be completely unaware that he was holding her in one hand. textbooks and lesson plans, holding her bare hand in one hand and stuffing it into his coat pocket, and walked all the way into the small courtyard where they lived.
"The landline is ringing."
The two of them went to the center of the yard and heard the landline ringing from the living room. Jiang Li couldn't help but say something.
"You walk slowly, I'll answer the phone."
Letting go of Jiang Li's hand, Luo Yan opened his long legs and entered the living room in a blink of an eye.
"Who hit me?"
Jiang Li stepped into the living room and saw that Luo Yanqing had hung up the phone. She raised her eyebrows: "Not even a minute."
"I'm going to Luo Minghan's school, you take a break first, and we'll make dumplings when I come back."
With that said, Luo Yanqing was about to leave. Seeing this, Jiang Li's expression changed slightly: "What's going on? Why is Hanhan calling you now? Did something happen to him and Weiwei at school?"
Luo Yanqing was looked at directly by Jiang Li. He knew he couldn't hide it, so he spoke: "Luo Mingwei had an argument with her classmates during class, and then the two started fighting. Luo Minghan went to help, but was pulled away by her classmates. , the teacher asked him to call his parents..."
"Let's go, I told you on the way."
Jiang Li turned around and walked out of the living room, followed closely by Luo Yanqing.
"Has the other party been asked to be a parent by the teacher?"
On the way, Jiang Li asked Luo Yanqing.
"Not sure."
Luo Yanqing shook his head.
Jiang Li: "Did Hanhan tell you why Weiwei had a quarrel with her classmates?"
Luo Yanqing: "No."
Jiang Li: "Is the other person a male classmate or a female classmate?"
Luo Yanqing: "Female classmate."
Hearing this, the figure of a little girl immediately popped up in Jiang Li's mind, and she said, "I can probably guess who that female classmate is."
Luo Yanqing remained silent.
"Your ex-wife's current husband has a daughter who looks about the same age as our Weiwei. I went to your ex-wife's house that day and I could tell at a glance that the child didn't like your ex-wife and didn't like Weiwei living in her house."
His brows were slightly furrowed, and there was no emotion in Jiang Li's voice: "I actually don't understand what Weiwei heard from her own mother that forced her to live with her own mother."
Luo Yanqing remained silent.
…
The middle school where Minghan and Mingwei attended.
"Are you mean? So what if Sissi said a few words to you? How about you attack her?"
After receiving a call from Han Qian's class teacher, Feng Lu didn't stop for a moment and took a car to the school. At this moment, she just entered the class teacher's office and started scolding Ming Wei when she saw her.
Mingwei had no expression on her face and just stared at her.
Han Qian was crying beside her, looking like she had been greatly wronged.
"Auntie, why do you accuse my sister?"
Minghan stood next to Mingwei and glared at Feng Lu: "One slap can't make a difference. If Han Qian hadn't said something bad about my sister, would my sister have done anything to her?
Besides, my sister didn’t do anything to her. You, an adult, accuse my sister without asking anything. Is it because my parents haven’t arrived yet..."
Being called aunt by Minghan, Feng Lu got hot-headed and got angry at Minghan: "Damn kid, who are you calling auntie?"
"Auntie, are you deaf?"
Minghan gave Feng Lu a roll of his eyes: "You and our teacher Yang are the only two adults in this office, and I am standing in front of you. I am not calling you aunt. Am I calling a ghost?"
Teacher Yang is a middle-aged male teacher.
"Damn kid, can you speak?"
Then catch the bugs. . .
(End of chapter)
