I asked you to take your sister to school, and you fell in love with the teacher.

At the same time, in the same Sichuan-Chongqing hotpot restaurant, two young teachers from Xingming Middle School sat together to eat hotpot.

They were both subject teachers in the first year of high school. Since they did not have to teach during the military training, they had more free time and agreed to come out together to relax.

"Brother, don't you want to pursue Teacher Zhang from Class 16 of the first year of high school? How is your progress now?"

The middle-aged teacher asked about the situation with a gossipy look on his face.

Zhang Mengqing was recognized as a beautiful teacher in the school, but unfortunately he was already married, so he could only wish his friend to get the beauty.

"Don't mention it, Teacher Zhang already has a boyfriend."

The young teacher sitting opposite took a sip of beer with a depressed look on his face.

The bitter wine made his heart ache when it went down his throat. He had broken up before his love affair even started. Who could bear this?

"Is it true? Did you see it with your own eyes?" The middle-aged teacher widened his eyes in surprise.

"No, I heard it from the students in Class 16."

After listening, the middle-aged teacher silently drank a sip of beer, and then said earnestly: "Brother, what you hear is not what you see."

"Unless you see Teacher Zhang and a man alone in private, such as eating hot pot together, otherwise it's all fake and can't be taken as true."

"Hey, are you listening to me?"

The middle-aged teacher noticed that the young teacher was distracted, so he stretched out his hand and waved it in front of him.

The young teacher came back to his senses and raised his hand to point not far away: "Look, is that Teacher Zhang sitting at that table?"

"She is eating hot pot with a man?"

The middle-aged teacher looked in the direction of the young teacher's finger. Zhang Mengqing and Jiang Ning were sitting by the window, eating hot pot and talking and laughing.

He suddenly felt a little embarrassed, because not long ago he said that eating hot pot together can prove that they are a couple, and he didn't expect that what he said would come true.

"It's just that they are just sitting together to eat hot pot, it's no big deal, maybe they are just ordinary friends?"

"If they are a couple, the boy will definitely pick up food for the girl, right?"

I don't know if this guy's mouth is blessed. Not long after he finished speaking, he saw Jiang Ning took out the ingredients from the hot pot and put them in Zhang Mengqing's bowl.

This time, the middle-aged teacher was even more embarrassed: "Ahem... Picking up food doesn't mean anything, they must hold hands..."

"Okay, that's enough, don't say it." The young teacher interrupted the middle-aged teacher hurriedly, really afraid that he would say the same thing.

"I heard that Teacher Zhang has a partner before, and my heart was hanging."

"Now it's okay. With your comfort, my heart is finally dead."

"I know your starting point is good, but my advice is not to leave."

The young teacher crushed the beer in his hand and said to himself: "Let's go home."

Now he just wants to escape from the hot pot restaurant, this sad place. If he doesn't leave, will he continue to watch others show their love?

"Brother, are you okay?"

The middle-aged teacher was worried about the young teacher's condition and hurriedly caught up with him.

"Brother, don't joke, what can happen to me?"

The young teacher waved his hand disapprovingly, but his back was full of loneliness.

Every time he left, he always pretended to be relaxed.

The young teacher came to the side of the road, stopped a taxi and got in.

"Master, do you believe in love?"

He was getting more and more depressed and just wanted to find a stranger to pour out his grievances.

The taxi driver looked back at him and said, "Young man, you vomited 300 yuan in the car."

......

Jiang Ning never thought that he could kill a love rival by eating hot pot.

It's fate, wonderful.

After that, the two finished eating hot pot and drove back to school.

Now there are only 20 minutes left before the end of the evening self-study. Many class teachers have gone home after get off work, but Zhang Mengqing still decided to go to the class to take a look.

Before she got off the car, Jiang Ning next to her spoke: "Teacher Zhang, I'm sorry for letting you spend money today. When you have a day off, let me know and I'll treat you to dinner."

"Okay, then thank you in advance, Mr. Jiang." Zhang Mengqing rarely refused.

Because she thinks it's good to have a meal partner like Jiang Ning, everyone gets along easily and doesn't feel any pressure.

Now Zhang Mengqing no longer regards Jiang Ning as a student's parent, but more as a friend, a like-minded friend.

Watching Zhang Mengqing walk away and disappear at the end of the road,

Jiang Ning then retracted his gaze and began to wait for his sister to finish school.

During this period, he took out his mobile phone and watched short videos out of boredom.

The types of videos he watched were quite diverse, including comprehensive evaluations of keyboards and mice, daily life of couple bloggers, and animation video clips.

Not long after, the passenger door was suddenly opened.

Jiang Wan quickly got into the car and lay down like Ge You.

Feeling the comfortable cold wind in the car, she couldn't help but sigh: "Finally I'm alive! It would be great if I could sit in the car during military training."

"Xiao Wan, you should go home early to take a shower and go to bed. There are all kinds of dreams." Jiang Ning teased with a smile.

Jiang Wan pouted in dissatisfaction: "Brother, you are too cruel. Can't you let me daydream?"

"Wait, what's the smell in the car?"

She suddenly sat up straight and smelled it carefully.

"What kind of smell can it have? It smells like air freshener." Jiang Ning answered casually.

"No! It's wrong out of ten!"

Jiang Wan frowned and found that the matter was not simple.

"Brother, why do you smell like hot pot?!"

Jiang Wan was heartbroken: "You took me to the cafeteria, but you went to eat hot pot yourself?"

"Okay, okay, sister and you are connected, you are playing tricks on sister!"

Jiang Wan had a resentful look in her eyes and pouted her mouth.

"What are you talking about!" Jiang Ning said that she was wronged.

"I helped your teacher Zhang, and as a thank you, she invited me to eat hot pot. Tell me, can I refuse?"

"No, no, men's mouths are deceitful." Jiang Wan turned his head away angrily.

"Okay, I brought you a surprise, since you don't want to listen to me..."

"Listen! How can I not listen to my brother's words? What surprise did you bring me?"

Jiang Wan turned around with a smile, full of expectation.

"Of course it's good stuff. My brother's products must be top-notch."

Jiang Ning still loves his sister, and even thinks about bringing something for her when they go to eat hot pot.

He took out a 20% discount coupon from his pocket and stuffed it into Jiang Wan's hand.

"Is this the surprise you brought me?" Jiang Wan was stunned.

"Just tell me if it's practical or not, is it a surprise?"

Jiang Wan snorted and didn't say anything, turning her head to start a new round of "face the wall and think about it".

This kind of coupon is usually a gift from a hot pot restaurant. Many people throw it into the trash can when they go out. It can be seen that my brother is not at all thoughtful!

After returning, she will take a small notebook to write this down!

"Okay, okay, I won't tease you anymore. The real surprise is in the back seat. Go and see it yourself." Jiang Ning told the truth.

Jiang Wan quietly glanced at the back seat, and there was indeed a gift bag of Sichuan and Chongqing hot pot.

Opening it, it was filled with her favorite snacks.

"Dear brother, I knew you were the best!" Jiang Wan's mood turned from cloudy to sunny, and even her voice became sweeter.

"Not angry anymore?" Jiang Ning asked.

"Hey, I was a little loud just now." Jiang Wan admitted his mistake sincerely.

"Listen to me, thank you, because you warm the four seasons ∽"

"Okay, that's enough, don't sing anymore." Jiang Ning stretched out two fingers and pinched her mouth.

"Your singing has no skills, it's all emotion. It's between good and bad, so bad."