Adultery My Beautiful Mother's Seduction

[Penetration]

Chapter 1


The bell rang for the end of get out of class, but the math teacher standing on the stage didn't have the slightest desire to stop, and continued to talk about the next question directly mixed with the bell, which made those students who didn't plan to listen to the class couldn't help but roll their eyes. Students who listened carefully to the class also had to be very energetic, otherwise they would not be able to hear what the teacher was talking about.

　　Because it was the last class, the math teacher naturally didn't need to worry that the teacher from the next class would come in and drive him away, so he became more and more unscrupulous, and didn't feel satisfied until after the appalling fifteen minutes of procrastination He packed up his things and left the classroom.

　　"Ah, you fucking old king, it's already six o'clock!"

　　"Hurry up, hurry up, the cafeteria is almost out of food!"

　　"I still want to go back to the dormitory to take a shower, but it seems that I can't do it, fucking old Wang!"

　　Amidst the moans and sighs, teacher Lu, the head teacher, stepped on high heels and walked in. With a sweeping look, the classroom that had been chaotic just now became quiet instantly, and a few guys who had already got up and were about to leave sat back obediently.

　　Lu Xueqi Teacher Lu teaches Chinese, maybe it's because it doesn't take much effort to teach, the hair on her head is extraordinarily thick, in stark contrast to the old Wang who just left.

　　However, Mr. Lu did not dye it perm. He just combed a simple single ponytail on the back of his head, and swayed it behind him as he walked, making people unable to resist grabbing it.

　　Teacher Lu is not very old, but she has more than ten years of teaching experience. It is said that her family has a daughter who has just entered elementary college, but this is a bit far-fetched. It stands to reason that young teachers, especially female teachers, are easily provoked. In addition, in recent years, they have been advocating that students should not be physically punished, and people may even say that they are punished. This makes it even more difficult for teachers to treat students Majesty was established in the heart.

　　However, Teacher Lu in our class can be said to be very distasteful. Just hearing the sound of high-heeled shoes outside, he will subconsciously sit in a dignified manner and stop deserting.

　　All this is due to her venomous mouth. When she gets angry, you will be very deeply aware of why she is learning Chinese. If you are not educated, you may not even understand what she is scolding you. .

　　And her eyes are very sharp, she can catch you on the spot if she dares to be distracted in class, sleeps, or sneaks off, even if she is writing on the blackboard with her back to you, people can't help but wonder if she is There are two eyes on the back of the head, no, it should be a 360° circle of eyes on the head.

　　It’s okay if it’s just that, but Teacher Lu’s teaching level is really high. At least in our class, even the worst Chinese can get a high score of 100 out of 150. The average score of the class even reached an outrageous 120 points. , In addition, she is not only specialized in Chinese. One time, the English teacher was temporarily busy, and I don’t know why. In the end, she came to teach the class. One thing to say, she is even better than our English teacher...

　　All in all, under such circumstances, all the students in our class admired her very much, so naturally they listened to her very much.

　　Back to the topic, after Teacher Lu entered the classroom, he first called a classmate's name, and then asked him to hand over his mobile phone. That classmate's face changed immediately, but under the gaze of Teacher Lu, he finally didn't even dare to quibble, Just obediently handed over the phone.

　　Seeing that he was very interesting, Teacher Lu didn't make things difficult for him. He just said to find her in the office after college, and continued: "Tomorrow there will be a transfer student in the class, and his name is Yin Mo."

　　"Transfer student?" Because the matter was too outrageous, many people couldn't help being surprised, but they shut their mouths obediently under Teacher Lu's gaze.

　　It is now October 16th, and college has just started for more than a month. Although there are very few transfers in recent years, they are occasionally seen.

　　But it's very strange to transfer to our class, without him, our class is a high college graduation class...

　　Who would suddenly transfer colleges after their third year in high college? Dislike the fact that high college was not good enough, so I have to transfer to class after the first and second year of high college! The third year of senior high college is all review classes, and they are still going around, not to mention each college, and the review progress of each class is different.

　　"Student Yin Mo, the situation is quite special..." Teacher Lu's tone was also a little strange, and then said: "He dropped out of university and came back to take the college entrance examination again. It took a long time to go through the procedures, so he just transferred here now."

　　"Eh?" Everyone couldn't help it now, college students dropped out of college and came back to take the college entrance examination again?

　　Good guy, a college student has been transferred to the class!

　　"Teacher Lu! Then which university did he come from?" Someone raised his hand and asked.

　　Teacher Lu's expression became even more strange. He paused and said, "Peking University."

　　"Hoo—" This time he exclaimed directly.

　　The high-achieving students of Peking University stopped studying and came back to take the college entrance examination again? This is why you think that Peking University is not good enough to take the exam? Tsinghua? If people know about this, then Tsinghua University can't laugh at Peking University?

　　"Is it Beida Jade Bird or Peking University?" Someone couldn't help asking, after all, this is too outrageous.

　　"It's Peking University, student Yin Mo may have chosen a major because he didn't choose a major that suits him... In short, this is the situation, everyone should not be too curious to disturb others, let alone exclude him because of this, just communicate normally. , did you hear that?" Teacher Lu said.

　　"I heard..." Everyone responded weakly.

　　It is impossible not to disturb. After all, although college students have seen many, they have not been in close contact with them so much, not to mention the top students of Peking University. Good guy, our city may not be able to produce one every year.

　　I can imagine how much this classmate Yin will be valued in the future, not to mention the students, but the teachers and principals will be watching him closely. The re-entry exams from Peking University, no matter how bad they are, they have to go back to Peking University. ? What if there is still a champion in the exam? Good guy, then our college is making a lot of money!

　　After Teacher Lu left, the class exploded, especially the girls, who had already started discussing whether the other party was "handsome", "does the family have money", "he must be very smart", "the college students should have been in love", etc. Waiting for the topic.

　　Boys are a little bit better, one counts as one, and they are all sour. The little stinky farts and narcissism of high college students, against the last college student, and a college student from Peking University, it can be said to be vulnerable.

　　Especially Yang Zeyu, the first in the class and the first in his age, his face turned green, because his goal is Peking University. Judging from his grades, it is still very uncertain. There is only a glimmer of hope, and this glimmer of hope is actually a newcomer Of the transfer students who "abandoned them like shoes"...

　　But in the end, eating is the biggest thing in the world. After an afternoon of torture, the students left the classroom in twos and threes without talking for a long time, and did not run away. After all, after such a delay, there must be only some scraps left in the cafeteria. went out to eat.

　　And I, as a day student, didn't participate in the evening self-study, so I didn't feel so anxious. I packed my collegebag by myself, took the homework to be written, and left the college.

　　After eating a rice bowl outside the college without rushing, I got on the bus and drove slowly towards home.

　　My home is not far from the college, but it is not close. It takes half an hour to walk and 15 minutes to take the bus. Generally speaking, it is still close.

　　The main reason why I don’t live on campus is actually because studying at home is more efficient. I also lived on campus when I was in the first year of high college, but I was freed from the control of my parents, and my grades plummeted. My parents got me to live at home, and I also studied at home by the way.

　　My dad is a professor, Professor Zhong Qizhong. There is only one university in our city, or two. My dad teaches there. It seems to be a mechanical engineering department. Anyway, it is all kinds of mechanics in daily life. Most of the bookcases at home are full. It is all kinds of teaching materials that he can use.

　　And the rest of the bookcase belongs to my mother, which is full of books on psychology.

　　As mentioned above, my mother Lin Xiaoya is a psychiatrist.

　　As a psychiatrist, proficiency in English is very important, and since I can barely communicate with biology, it is not a problem for my mother to tutor my biology.

　　Coupled with Mr. Lu who is very good at teaching, my various subjects have a very sufficient background as a guarantee. Therefore, after I started day reading in the second year of high college and was divided into science subjects, my grades jumped directly from the middle to the tenth in my age.

　　If it wasn't for commuting and wasting half an hour on the way to and from college every day, maybe the grades would be better...

　　But this half an hour is a rare moment of relaxation in my day. I lean my head on the car window and watch the rapidly receding scenery outside the window...

　　Boom, boom, does it sound good? What sounds good is a good head...

　　As soon as the car started running, my head leaning on the window was knocked against the window constantly. Every bus in the city counts as one, and I can’t wait to step on the gas pedal to death. slow".

　　Because my mother is very busy at work every day... In fact, it is not too busy. It is natural to be busy when there are customers, but in fact, there are not many customers a day. Others felt that there was a problem, otherwise they would not have easily seen a psychiatrist.

　　In addition, many people usually have to go to work, so they don’t have time to go to the clinic during the day. After all, the psychiatrists are counted by the hour, so the business will be better at night. Therefore, mother basically stays at the clinic all day long. In the clinic, nine in the morning and nine in the evening, 997 is more excessive than 996.

　　However, my mother runs a private clinic after all, and the advantage is that she can "take leave" to relax for a day or two at any time, and when there are no customers, she can sleep and play as much as she wants, so she doesn't feel tired.

　　Dad doesn't touch Yangchun water with his five fingers, and dogs don't eat the rice he makes, so our kitchen has become a decoration. Now I eat out every day and go back home.

　　The situation is such a situation, ah, yes, there is one more thing.

　　My name is Zhong Jiawei, I am male, I like female, my height is 1.78m, and my weight is 65kg. I like basketball and painting. If you meet a suitable girl, you can introduce me to her...

　　The fifteen-minute drive was fleeting. I got out of the car and returned home soon. My father had already returned and was watching the computer in the study. When I passed by, I greeted him and went back to my room to do my homework. .

　　Today is no different from the past. I finished all my homework after nine o'clock, and my mother came back at this time, because I knew that if I ran out at this time, I would be told, "Why did you run out as soon as you heard the sound? Is this what it looks like to study?" So I continued to sit at the desk, spinning my pen in a daze.



I have a mobile phone, probably because I have been doing really well recently, so my mother gave me this old mobile phone with a bad battery for easy contact. Even if the battery of this broken mobile phone is fully charged, it can only last for less than an hour. I can't take the charger to college, so I don't use it to play anything at college. I don't even dare to look at it when I turn it on, because My mom or dad will send me red envelopes on WeChat at mealtime every day, as money for lunch and dinner. If I secretly play with my phone and cause the battery to run out, I won’t get the meal money, so I can only go back hungry, but that will be discovered Stealing my phone...

　　I have to say that they are really good at their whimsy.

　　But anyway, I also quit novels now, QQ WeChat and so on, and no one can chat during college, so I really only turn on the phone twice a day to get red envelopes for dinner, which leads to 80% of my mobile phone now The electricity can barely last half an hour.

　　What can I do?

　　I took out my mobile phone and turned it on, and the act of turning it on just caused the battery to drop by another 5%, which is outrageous.

　　I opened WeChat, and the people added to WeChat are usually relatives and friends, as well as various groups of relatives and groups. I just glanced around and found no nutritious news, so I quit and opened QQ.

　　All those added to QQ are friends. It seems that the elderly prefer to use WeChat. Anyway, my peers and I still use QQ a lot. Sure enough, as soon as I open QQ, I find that it is quite lively.

　　The class QQ group (without a teacher) has reached 99+. After opening it, I found that as expected, a bunch of people were discussing the matter of transferring students.

　　What surprised me was that the transfer student, Yin Mo, actually came to the college in the evening self-study, and some "spies" in the group who "desperately" secretly played with their mobile phones in the evening self-study took photos and sent them out, so they were all over the place. The group sparked a lot of discussion.

　　However, the follow-up discussions were all day students. The spy never said a word after posting the picture. It is estimated that the mobile phone has been confiscated by Mr. Lu... Amen, the Lord will remember you.

　　I turned to the top, and sure enough, I saw the photo. I clicked on it and found that this guy is actually quite handsome.

　　A head of long hair is combed into a side part, propped up neither loose nor tight, more than half of his forehead is exposed, and the rest is covered by very three-dimensional bangs, looking very refreshing, probably with hairspray.

　　The face is also very clean, there is no beard, and the sideburns and eyebrows seem to have been shaved, or it may just be because the pixels of the spy's mobile phone are average. Anyway, it looks very fair, with big eyes, no glasses, and a slight smile on the corner of the mouth , looks very confident, very sunny.

　　He is also tall, not fat, not too strong, and thin, so the clothes are very slim, the legs are very long, and he is not wearing college uniforms, but regular clothes. The style is more Korean, which is very similar to his mother's aesthetics. Close, so most of my private servers at home are like this...

　　All in all, he is an out-and-out handsome guy. Coupled with the hairstyle, outfit, temperament and even IQ's blow to our group of high college students, he seems to be on a higher level, and he directly competes with us who do not belong to the same level. up.

　　Sure enough, the girls who replied below have already started to become nympho, and the excited tone and emojis made people's mouth sore, and some boys couldn't bear the yin and yang and were chased after a few words, as if they had already regarded Yin Mo as a an inviolable existence.

　　It's just a few girls in Shuiqun, not counting those who live in college for evening self-study. When the two sides meet tomorrow, I guess the scene will be even more exciting...

　　I couldn't bear to read any more, so I cut it out and casually replied to a few guys who came to me for private chats, then turned off QQ, and was about to watch the news, but when I heard footsteps coming from the door, I quickly turned off the QQ. He dropped his phone and stuffed it under the book on the table, pretending to be doing homework.

　　Click, the door opened.

　　My mother poked her head in and saw that I was studying, so she asked in a low voice: "Have you finished your homework? How long will it take? Come out and take a bath first. Mom brought back a midnight snack. Do you want to eat salted duck with sauce?"

　　Just hearing these three words makes my mouth water, how can I not eat it? I quickly turned around and said: "I'll finish writing soon, the last question, I'll go out later, save some for me!"

　　Mom obviously dressed up today. Although she usually puts on make-up when she is in the clinic, she usually pays extra attention on Mondays and Fridays, because these two days are her usual shopping days every week. After all, seven days a week does not have a strict meaning. On her day off, in order to relax herself, she made such a routine.

　　This Monday, she naturally dressed up, closed the door early in the evening and went to the supermarket after work. She didn’t have to buy anything, just looked at the latest clothes, shoes and cosmetics, and bought some supper to bring back when she was in a good mood, but I can’t I understand why my mother likes shopping so much. Both my father and I hate this laborious "sport".

　　But anyway, my mother is very popular, and there will never be a shortage of good sisters who accompany her.

　　Today, my mother is wearing a blue dress that I just bought last week. I don’t understand why she still has to buy a dress in October. She can’t wear it twice and it’s going to be winter. By then, this dress will be worn. To the depths of the closet to die, what? You say you will wear it again next year? I have to buy new clothes next year!

　　Because of the busy schedule, my mother studies most of cosmetics and skin care methods. In fact, she is not young anymore. It is hard to disclose her exact age. Anyway, she is in the early 40s... Cough, but when we go out, we are even closer. There are more brothers and sisters than mothers and children. I originally wanted to talk about brothers and sisters, but I feel like this kind of flattery is a bit too much...

　　Not only her face, but her mother's skin and figure are well maintained, which is why she likes the dress very much. Whether it is the slender white arms or the slender and straight legs, she is not at all hesitant to show her beauty.

　　It was the same today, I looked at the back of my mother who was about to leave without a trace, and then looked away, and started to write that non-existent topic, planning to wait two minutes before going out.

　　Since I spend every day with a beautiful woman like my mother, I naturally don't have much fantasies about those nympho girls in my class who don't usually have the opportunity to dress up. The girl didn't have much resentment for committing a nympho towards Yin Mo.

　　After all, it is impossible for a truly perfect woman like her mother to be nympho to Yin Mo, not to mention her mother, and Teacher Lu is also impossible, so being an nympho is immature, don’t you see those who list traffic stars? Aren't they all junior high college students and high college students?

　　After waiting for two minutes, I threw the pen away, got up and made a movement to clean up the table, took out the mobile phone and put it away, and placed it on the bed openly, hiding it would be called guilty conscience, hey.

　　As soon as I went out, I smelled a tempting aroma, slightly spicy but very attractive, especially my mother just took it out and put it in a bowl and heated it in the microwave. Now the aroma is overflowing, and I can’t stop it .

　　"Take a bath first, and eat later." Mom waved me away, but she had already started to chew on a piece, frowning while eating and calling "so spicy", but she had no intention of stopping at all.

　　Dad has already washed, and he is sitting in the living room reading the newspaper. He is a very traditional middle-aged man, and he doesn’t like to be greedy. Anyway, I haven’t found anything he likes to eat. It's just a taste, and then give it to my mother and me, and he will deal with the rest when we can't eat it.

　　My mother has a small appetite and needs to control her body size. She probably only ate one piece of this duck, so the rest is mine.

　　Oh cool.

　　I quickly took a shower in the toilet, and then came out wearing short-sleeved shorts. The weather in October seems to be still in summer. It is still more than 30 degrees during the day, and it is quite cool at night, but it is also about 20 degrees. , so I have no plans to change into long pajamas and pajamas for the time being, and I still wear summer clothes.

　　I happily sat at the table enjoying the big meal, and found that my mother didn't even finish her piece. Although the piece was quite big, it wouldn't be impossible to eat all of it, right?

　　I asked my mother casually, and my mother replied that she bought a large cup of milk tea when she was shopping just now, and she is very full now.

　　Only then did I realize that there was still a cup of milk tea on the table, but it had already been drunk and there was no room left for me.

　　Damn it, speaking of it, I haven’t had milk tea for a long time! But why did mom suddenly want to drink milk tea? This thing is the easiest to gain weight.

　　I glanced at my mother mischievously, and cursed her that her thighs became thicker because she didn’t drink milk tea for me, but soon my thoughts changed to my mother’s slender body now, and her legs are also very thin. Would it be better if her thighs were thicker? It looks good.

　　I solved most of the duck by myself, and my mouth was a little swollen from the spicy food. Although I was still a little greedy, my stomach was already full, and if I ate any more, I guess the chrysanthemum would suffer tomorrow, so I had to regret the rest. I gave it to my father, but I left a pile of bones, patted my ass and left.

　　Because I just finished eating, I didn't lie down or sit, but played on tiptoe stretching in the room by myself. It is said that it can grow taller and make my legs longer. I don't know if it is true.

　　The study efficiency at home is indeed higher than that of evening self-study at college. When there are too many people at college, it is easy to get distracted or deserted. It is easy to get into the state when I am alone at home, so I can do it after about nine o’clock every day. Finish the day's homework, take a shower, do stretching, go to bed after ten o'clock, wake up early the next day, and feel very energetic throughout the day.

　　This is what my father said. He used to go to bed early and get up early when he was studying. Staying up late is too harmful to the body, and if it is too late, people lack energy and study efficiency is very low. A marathon, not a sprint, can't break down the body first.

　　I don’t know if this way of learning is efficient or not. Anyway, my body is pretty good. Others lose weight and lose their hair in the third year of high college.

　　I got up at six o'clock the next day, put on my collegebag and went out.

　　Dad doesn’t have fixed working hours when he teaches in the university. Unless there are classes, it’s okay if he doesn’t go all day, but Dad usually promises to be in the office around nine o’clock to set an example for the students he leads—my dad is a master’s supervisor, In fact, he is qualified to obtain a doctorate degree, but generally no one will go to a second degree to study for a doctorate. The master's degree he brought seems to be quite powerful, at least better than those who plan to mix their master's degree with a second degree. I went to another college to continue my Ph.D. It is said that my dad is quite good in the industry. The recommendation letter he wrote is very useful, but I don’t understand it well...

　　My mother also goes to work at nine o'clock every day, and occasionally sleeps in. I am very envious when I want to wake up. My first choice is psychology. When I go home and inherit my mother's heart clinic, um, I am so happy .

　　So naturally no one will prepare breakfast for me. In fact, I asked for it myself. My mother would wake up early to make it for me, but firstly, I don’t want to trouble my mother. Secondly, my mother’s cooking skills are not as good as those breakfast shops outside... Every day is noodles and dumplings. If you want to eat fried dough sticks, who will fry them for you? So then I went out to eat by myself every day.

　　Buy half a cage of xiao long bao, a fried dough stick, a cup of soy milk, and eat it on the bus. Well, it seems that eating on public transport is not allowed in big cities, but who cares, we don’t have so much shit in a small place. Everyone else is like this, and there is no more than me.

　　When I got to the classroom, I found something was wrong, because the morning reading hadn’t started yet, I saw at a glance that my place was surrounded by three floors inside and three floors outside. The inside three floors were girls, and the outside three floors were boys. Of course, the boys stood relatively scattered and did not squeeze over there.

　　Good guy, I guessed what was going on right away. I walked over and took a look. Sure enough, that transfer student named Yin Mo changed into a college uniform and sat behind my seat. He added a separate table there. Not to mention, he didn't feel any sense of disobedience when he put on his high college uniform...well, except for his hairstyle.

　　There were 51 people in our class before, so in the front row of seats, three people sat at the same table, a total of 17 rows, divided into three large groups, 665 distribution, and five rows near the door.

　　I sat at the end next to the door, and there is a large empty space behind. As for its function... the back door is required to be kept open, and sometimes Teacher Lu will stand by me without anyone noticing. Behind her, she could have a panoramic view of the whole class—in order not to be heard, she would even change her high heels for cotton slippers on purpose!

　　Anyway, I stretched backwards in a self-study class, and felt as if my hand touched something soft, and then subconsciously looked back, and saw Teacher Lu's dark face and murderous eyes , almost scared me to death on the spot.

　　In retrospect, I was afraid that I might have touched Teacher Lu's breasts. Her breasts were quite big, and she looked very predictable...

　　"Hey! Let me out, it's blocking my position!" I looked at the three circles of girls standing closely together, and another guy sat on my seat and looked back with the back of the chair for the convenience of talking , There were also people sitting on the table, making a mess.

　　Seeing that no one paid any attention to me, I couldn't force my way in, so I had to say loudly, "Huh? Teacher Lu, why are you here so early?"

　　For a while, everyone dispersed, and I took this opportunity to return to my seat smoothly.

　　After everyone found out that it was fake, a group of girls glared at me, and the boys who were "left out" took the opportunity to laugh and wanted to pour out all the acid water that had just filled their stomachs. For a while, the classroom was filled with sour air .

　　"What's your name?" Probably thinking that what happened just now was very interesting, Yin Mo, who was sitting behind me, took the initiative to strike up a conversation with me.

　　I don't have a bad impression of him, after all I'm as good as him (yuck), so I won't be jealous of him, so I pretended to say: "Zhong Jiawei, the Jia of the guest, the Wei next to the fire word, it's not that bad street Pang Jiawei's single."

　　"My name is Yin Mo, Yin from Yin Zhiping, Mo from a stranger." Yin Mo also introduced himself, oh, I thought it was Mo from Mo at first.

　　But now when I suddenly heard him say that, I realized that his name is a homophony of "obscene demon".

　　"Pfft..." I couldn't hold back a burst of laughter.

　　Yin Mo asked curiously, "What's wrong?"

　　I waved my hand and said, "No, I just thought of something funny. I'm professionally trained. No matter how funny it is, I won't laugh unless I can't help it."

　　"Ah, I know, is that mermaid meme?" Yin Mo said solemnly.

　　I didn't want to laugh all of a sudden. Once the joke was explained, there was only embarrassment. It seems that this guy can't chat at all.

　　I finally found the second place in Yin Mo that I couldn't compare to me (the first one is that his mother is definitely not as good-looking as mine). I felt happy again, and there was still a little time before my morning reading, so I took the initiative to talk: " Did you really come back from Peking University?"

　　Yin Mo nodded, but there was no complacent expression on his face, as if it was just a trivial matter: "Well, I should be in my third year now."

　　"Ah? Junior?" I froze for a moment and asked, "How old are you?"

　　"I'm almost 19 at the age of 18, and I went to college earlier." Yin Mo said with a smile.

　　18？

　　I'm all stupid, no, how did you become a junior at the age of 18? Isn't it generally a freshman at the age of 18?

　　I'm 17 now!

　　No wonder he changed his high college uniform for no reason at all. He may not be as old as Brother Wang, who is the oldest in our class. Brother Wang went to college when he was 7 years old, and he is now 18!

　　The little confidence I had just been born was hit again, and I suddenly lost my ability to talk. I turned around and slowly picked up the messed up seat.

　　Some unrepentant girls came over and asked Yin Mo for his contact information. The reason was to "ask the seniors who were admitted to Peking University about their study problems."

　　This lame reason caused the boys around to "tsk tsk", and the girl gave them an annoyed look, but she finally got Yin Mo's WeChat account as she wished - look at how happy she was, if it wasn't for her college, she probably will take out her phone to apply for friends now.

　　But as soon as the girl returned, she was surrounded by other girls and forced to hand over her WeChat ID, so soon, almost all the girls in the class got their WeChat ID.


Here, Yin Mo actually took the initiative to ask me if I have WeChat. It seems that he should know how to ask, after all, the girl came over and asked him for it just now.

　　I don't use WeChat very much, and I don't remember the number I bound, so he gave me the WeChat number in the end.

　　It's really strange, shouldn't young people prefer to use QQ? How does he use WeChat?

　　But I didn't care, maybe this is the habit of "college students"? It seems that I also have to learn to get used to using WeChat.

　　I really don't understand why some people like to use this kind of anti-human software...

　　I quickly put this matter behind me, because Teacher Lu came.

　　She is dressed more formally today, with a small gray suit and a knee-length skirt, flesh-colored stockings wrapped around her legs, black high heels with round toes, and a pair of gold-rimmed glasses without prescription on her nose. She's a lot more mature and intellectual than usual, but she's also more majestic—usually she dresses up more stylishly and beautifully, and she doesn't match her harsh tongue and serious temper at all, but the result is unexpectedly cute.

　　As far as I know, there is an underground organization in our class and the class next door. It is composed of a group of shakers who regard Teacher Lu as a goddess. They built a QQ group and added it with a trumpet. No one knows each other's identity, but It does not prevent everyone from sharing beautiful photos of Teacher Lu secretly taken from various angles. There was even an unknown "great god" who used a camera hidden in advance to secretly shoot a video of Teacher Lu spraying people on the podium. In it, Teacher Lu With a soft, waxy and sweet voice, he speaks stinging language without dirty words, which makes people addicted, especially the sarcastic smile that has been hanging on the corner of his mouth, it is absolutely amazing, and what is even more amazing is Teacher Lu's speech that day. The dress is very eye-catching, the bright yellow gauze is dbangd over the white shirt, the dark blue pleated skirt only reaches a little above the knees, and she is actually wearing stockings! That video has been downloaded 227 times in the group file! I don't even know how this group of only 60 people downloaded it so many times.

　　By the way, the ratio of male to female in our class is 30 to 21.

　　What? You ask me how do I know?

　　Cough, I didn't join that group, you don't want to be innocent, I will call the security officer!