The best thing in the world is that when I like you, you like me at the same time.
At first sight, she was a test taker and he was an inspector. She was arrested by him due to a failed cheating attempted.
When they met again, she was the class repre...
The weather is getting colder and colder, and everyone is eager to shorten break time and immediately leave class to retire to their beds. But he still insists on taking a 10 min break between classes.
It's been less than a month since winter break. Many elective courses are preparing for the exams, as is our Russian course. Therefore, after he finished teaching the semester topics, he asked me to come to his office after class to get the review materials and then see if the students would like to print them.
He said, "There is 80% of the exam content in the review questions, so everyone can review it."
I stared at him, "Are these two sheets of paper equal to eighty points?"
He smiled and nodded.
"Long live laoshi!" I said happily.
"Don't cut it or reduce to cheat," he added.
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"… Impossible?" I lowered my head in shame, this person really only opens his mouth to say grievances.
When we left, the people in the surroundings were already scarce. We were heading down to the first floor, when we happened to run into a classmate. He seemed to have forgotten something and was returning to the living room to look for it. When he saw Mu Chenghe, he nodded and greeted him and then disappeared down the stairs.
The snow kept falling, I opened the umbrella, hesitating to share it with him.
At that moment, a car sped toward the corner. His hand tugged on my arm forcing me closer to the sidewalk, but in the process the tip of the open umbrella scraped across his face.
He was stunned, stopped and blinked, his expression a bit strange.
"What's wrong? Does your eyesight bother you?" I asked nervously.
He lowered his head, rubbed his eyes, then looked at me and blinked again, then said, "Looks like I've dropped a contact lens."
"Ah!" I exclaimed. "Don't rub yourself, let me see."
I put the umbrella away, stood on tiptoe, and checked her eyes red from friction.
"Both eyes?"
"Just one," he said.
"Then don't move and hold things." After I finished speaking, I handed him the umbrella and the books I was carrying, then leaned over and, in the dim light of the phone, looked for the lens on the floor.
"Forget it," he said, "It will be hard to find."
"Do not underestimate me, I am very persistent. I can find the beads of the hair ducks very easily," he said as he took the gloves from my hands and looked carefully at the snow-covered ground.
I did not dare to lift a foot, for fear of stepping on it.
The snowflakes that fell one after another, on my hair and shoulders, suddenly stopped.
