My Love Style Is A Bit Abnormal

Chapter 188, [If you say that the Spring Festival is not too late, I will arrive in the south of the real Jiangnan. 】

Feiyan arrived earlier than Xiao Yi expected.

In his dream, when he was dodging the pursuit of the woman with the knife, the cold wind had begun to beat mercilessly against the windows of the dormitory.

Shrinking his feet, Deng Haiyang shivered.

"Pharaoh, do you think it will really snow in Suzhou this year?"

"I don't know, but looking at what is said on the Internet, it is estimated that it is really possible."

After a pause, Wang Ming said again: "But Old Wang, isn't your home from the Northeast? I remember that it snows all the year round in your corner. Why are you so concerned about whether it snows in Suzhou?"

"Hey, isn't this just doing as the locals do?"

"Since I came to Suzhou to study at university, I am half a Suzhou native."

"Everyone is looking forward to it. If I don't look forward to it, wouldn't it seem a little out of place."

As soon as he finished speaking, Lu Shangwen snorted disdainfully from the quilt beside him.

"You said you were half a Suzhou native. Did Suzhou agree?"

After a few slaps, Deng Haiyang suddenly wondered.

"Where's the third one, what are you doing? Why don't you talk?"

His answer was silence.

Wang Ming turned his body to look in Xiao Yi's direction, saw that the quilt was motionless, and said.

"I guess you fell asleep?"

"Damn, you said that the third child is really tired every day."

I don't know what to think, Deng Haiyang sighed.

"How to say?"

"Think about it, the third child has classes during the day, sends Sister Jiang to work in the afternoon, and when he comes back at night, he has to face the inspection of Sister Su, do you think he still has his own time?"

"Young people, how can you be limited to love and love, you are at a young age, how can you be bound by women."

"My generation should move forward bravely. In addition to the woman in front of me, there are poems and distances, as well as the sea of ​​stars."

Deng Haiyang's passionate words made Wang Ming and Lu Shangwen dumbfounded.

Are these words really what Deng Haiyang, a rough man, can say?

After a while, Wang Ming said quietly.

"Just say it with envy!"

Deng Haiyang broke his power in an instant, he sneered.

"Hey, what you said, am I worried about the third child?"

"Why worry about him? You can't imagine his happiness."

Wang Ming couldn't stop teasing.

He also envied Xiao Yi before.

Su Yunqing and Jiang Qingyi were able to get one of them, it was a blessing from their previous life, not to mention that the third child was actually dealing with the two senior sisters.

But now he doesn't envy him anymore, because he is easy to be satisfied, he has self-knowledge, how much appetite he eats and how much food he eats, and it is easy to support him if he eats too much, he is already very content with Yao Su's appearance.

Although she is not as good-looking as the third and third senior sisters, but in the eyes of lovers, Yao Su is no worse than Su Yunqing and the others.

"Having said that, but Lao Wang, have you ever thought about how the third child will end like this?"

Deng Haiyang's rare tone was much more solemn.

"Although I don't know how the third child made the two senior sisters get along peacefully, after all, polygamy is not allowed in ancient times. As you grow older, after graduation, you will always have to talk about marriage. What will he do then? "

"Could it be that the two married together? Is this realistic?"

"Ten thousand steps back, even Senior Sister Su and Senior Sister Jiang have acquiesced in each other's existence and do not pursue status, but what about their families?"

"Pharaoh, you have also met these two senior sisters. You can see that the family is rich. As elders, how could they agree to such absurd things?"

Hearing this, Wang Ming and Lu Shangwen fell silent.

What Lao Deng said was indeed reasonable. It was one thing for them to envy the third child's luck, but they were also worried as good buddies.

If it is not handled properly, it is very likely that there will be a difficulty in front of him at that time, and he will face a choice.

"The third brother should be able to handle it, okay? After all, his rank is very high."

After a while, Lu Shangwen said in a low voice, but it's just that he has no confidence to say that it is too much money.

"Damn, I hope so."

"I don't want to see the third child feel like he is in a daze when he arrives."

With a long sigh, Deng Haiyang closed his mouth and stopped talking.

The bedroom fell silent.

In the hazy moonlight, the shadows of the trees outside the window were swaying and trembling by the cold wind.

 …

the next day.

When Xiao Yi woke up, Deng Haiyang and the others had finished washing up and sat on the chairs to start the live broadcast.

The air conditioner on the wall was blowing hot air.

Looking at the frosted window, Xiao Yi took out his phone and glanced at the weather forecast.

The screen showed that the temperature dropped several degrees again, and there was even light snow at noon.

Xiao Yi didn't take it seriously. It's better to believe that he likes men than to believe in the weather forecast.

"Brothers, it's so early?"

Rubbing his sore head, Xiao Yi rolled over and got out of bed.

"It's eight o'clock, it's still early."

Deng Haiyang replied without raising his head, and then focused on his lineup.

"Isn't there a class later? Are you broadcasting live so early?"

While brushing his teeth and watching the serious looks of these two guys, Xiao Yi was very curious.

"Anyway, when I wake up and I have nothing to do, it will be broadcast live. Anyway, today is Zhou Xuemin's class, and it is not important. You can sleep."

"Don't say it, Bilabeila feels that the traffic has increased in the past few days, and there are a lot more users who usually watch it."

have to.

forget it.

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out the door.

After the cold wind blew, the coolness poured into his neck, Xiao Yi couldn't help shrinking his neck and tightened the scarf.

The mind is thinking.

It was Qingyi who was thoughtful and prepared a scarf to keep out the cold in advance.

This cold air comes as soon as it is said, and it does not give people a hint of preparation at all.

The dining hall in the southern district is much cooler than before.

Guessing that the weather was so cold, all the students hugged their blankets.

There are only students exercising in twos and threes on the playground.

Even Xiao Yi has to praise someone with great perseverance in this cold weather.

After the meal, Xiao Yi brought a copy for each of Pharaoh and the others.

When it was time for class, these guys hurriedly packed up their textbooks and went straight to the classroom.

Appreciation of ancient poetry.

Zhou Xuemin dressed as elegantly as always, with a gray robe, elegant gold-rimmed glasses, and a thermos cup beside the podium, but the color was a flamboyant pink.

Looking at the taste of Lao Zhou, it is impossible to choose a water cup of this color, it must be from the hands of the teacher.

Shi Niang Xiao Yi has only met once, or occasionally met in Lao Zhou's office when the school started. In layman's terms, Shi Niang is the standard example of a good wife and a good mother.

I heard that she and Lao Zhou met when the educated youth went to the countryside. The mistress was very good-looking when she was young, but for some reason she fell in love with Zhou Xuemin who was a gourd at that time. He didn't dare to reveal his intentions, and in the end, the wife took the initiative to chase him.

However, the two have been in love for a lifetime, and have been in love with each other for a lifetime. They have a well-behaved and sensible daughter. I heard that she is currently studying in Yanjing.

"Well, the classmates who sleep in the back remember to wrap their clothes tightly. It will cool down today, so don't wake up with a cold."

Looking around the classroom, Zhou Xuemin pushed the glasses on the bridge of his nose and smiled.

As soon as the words fell, there was a burst of laughter in the classroom.

Deng Haiyang, who was in a daze, was too embarrassed to continue to sleep, and they cheered up one by one.

It's just that after listening for a few minutes, the dull and obscure verses came into my ears, and my head couldn't stop clicking again and again.

Zhou Xuemin saw it in his eyes, shook his head and said nothing.

"Qingmei is light and wine, and the jade face reflects Luoshang."

"Take a break in the spring, and taste the rouge in all its flavors."

After reading it in a mellow tone, Zhou Xuemin looked at Chu Qing and said.

"Chu Qing, this is one of the few excerpts of the poems circulated by the ancient poet Ma Ziji. Please describe the original intention and feelings of this poem based on the background at that time."

Hearing this, Chu Qing stood up, thought for a while and replied.

"As we all know, there are not many poems that Ma Ziji has circulated in the world, and each of them is basically related to her sweetheart. The beginning of this poem was when the Zhou Dynasty was in turmoil, when the border was in emergency, and Ma Ziji's sweetheart was a border general. At such a critical juncture, because of concern for the safety of his sweetheart, Ma Ziji wrote this poem that has been passed down to this day. Compared with these two sentences, I prefer the latter one, embroidered couch blowing red rain, standing side by side with the setting sun..."

Chu Qing's eloquent talk shows his literary skills.

Zhou Xuemin nodded in relief.

"Chu Qing is right, please take a seat." Then he turned around and wrote the poem in elegant block letters on the blackboard.

A class is coming to an end soon.

suddenly.

A classmate exclaimed.

"Snowing!"

The crowd looked out the window fiercely.

Sure enough, I saw a little snow drifting slowly outside the window, and the snowflakes were like catkins, falling on the windowsill, branches, and grass.

"Wow, it's really snowing."

"I remember the last time it snowed in Suzhou was ten years ago."

Xiao Yi's pupils widened.

Not really.

Is the weather forecast really accurate?

The snowflakes got bigger and bigger, and gradually, a light layer of silver frost had accumulated on the grass outside the window.

One by one, the students craned their necks and watched like curious babies.

After knocking on the podium, Zhou Xuemin laughed.

"There are still ten minutes until the end of get out of class. It is estimated that you are not in the mood for class now, so let's study by yourself."

After a while, he said again.

"If you have a partner, you can tell the object, and if you have a crush, you can send her a message."

The crowd could not help but let out good-natured laughter.

yes.

The first snowfall in Suzhou in ten years.

Many people naturally couldn't help but want to share this joy with the one in their hearts.

After packing up the textbooks, Zhou Xuemin took the water cup and prepared to leave the classroom.

A classmate said, "Teacher, are you going to call the teacher?"

Zhou Xuemin was not annoyed at all about the students' jokes, but replied seriously.

"What? Only you young people are allowed to have a romantic relationship. I can't be romantic anymore, Lao Zhou?"

"Ha ha ha ha."

"Yes, of course I can, my wife will definitely prepare a candlelight dinner for the teacher tonight."

"Teacher, don't forget to buy a bunch of flowers to go home."

Looking at the noisy classroom, Zhou Xuemin laughed and scolded the stinky boys, and then walked quickly towards the office.

...

Watching the classmates take pictures one by one around the window, Xiao Yi smiled and took out his phone.

Just about to send a message to the top avatars.

Before I had time to type, a series of messages suddenly came over.

[Jiang Qingyi: Xiao Yi, it's snowing. 】

[Zhao Yaxin: (Snowflake) (Snowflake) (Snowflake)]

[Little: Brother! ! ! Come out and see the snow! ! 】

His heart softened, for no reason, Xiao Yi only felt a little sour in his nose.

Outside the window, one by one, the little snowflakes are beautiful, dancing like a fairy, crystal clear and gentle like jade.

"How about chatting with your girlfriend?"

Xiao Yi, who was replying to the message, suddenly heard a chuckle.

Looking back, I saw that Chu Qing was looking at him with a smile on his face.

"Yes, as Lao Zhou said, a rare snow must naturally be shared by someone."

Nodding, Chu Qing agreed, and then looked out the window at the faint road.

"Actually, I don't like winter. It's too lifeless, like a late old man. Spring is better, like a shy girl."

Xiao Yi was stunned when he heard this, and murmured in his heart.

Don't you like winter has something to do with me?

However, they were all classmates, so he still replied seriously.

"Winter has the charm of winter, and spring has the beauty of spring. Falling snow means that spring is coming, the years change, and the seasons change. If you don't experience cold plums and snow, how can you know the value of blooming flowers?"

"How to say something."

"If you say that it is not too late for spring, I will arrive in the south of the real Jiangnan. If you say that the snow is not cold, I will climb over the Jiuzhong Mountain."

There was more poetry in Chu Qing's eyes, and a faint surprise adorned the corners of his eyes.

At this time, Deng Haiyang opened his eyes in a daze, glanced at the lively classroom, and then looked out the window again.

"I'm going, it's really snowing!"

"Let's go and make a snowman."

After hearing this, Wang Ming rolled his eyes: "Are you a fool? You build a hammer snowman with this little snow?"

Saying that, he lowered his head and tapped the phone again, if nothing else, he should be sending a message to Yao Su.

The get out of class bell rang.

The students rushed out of the classroom.

At this time, the snow was getting bigger and bigger. The pear blossoms flying all over the sky fell on the old trees that had lost their leaves. The students stretched out their hands to catch the snowflakes that fell from the sky. It was like fog but not fog, and after a while everyone's hair was dyed with a thin layer of snow.

But no one cared about it at all, and they were unwilling to brush it away. The dry cook party who usually rushed to the cafeteria couldn't care about having lunch at this moment.

For people in the Jiangnan area, snow is really a very luxurious thing, not to mention that Suzhou has not had snow for almost ten years.

Seeing the delighted appearance of the classmates, Chu Qing stood under the eaves holding the book in his arms and looked at it with gentle eyes.

Looking at the falling snow, looking at the wanton corners of the classmates' mouths, and looking at the figure walking away from the crowd.

Suddenly, Chu Qing felt very beautiful.

You say that it is not too late for the Spring Festival, and I will arrive in the south of the real Jiangnan.

Where she stands is Jiangnan.

It's snowing now.

How can spring be late?

(It’s been a long time since I py, so I wrote a book by the way. All the female apprentices want to kill me. I’m still a seedling, but it’s well written.)

(End of this chapter)