Zhou Xiaoyun’s Happy Life

Chapter 22 School starts (2)

The handsome teacher stood on the podium and directed a group of children to sit down. Zhou Xiaoyun naturally sat with Wang Jingjing. I happened to be in the first row, closest to the handsome teacher.

Of course there was Zhou Xiaoyun's little selfishness in this. When the handsome teacher asked her to sit down, she took the opportunity to sit in the first row while other children were still making noises. Wang Jingjing followed her and sat with her.

Finally, after the class calmed down a bit, the handsome teacher said to the chirping children with a smile on his face:

“Hello, classmates, I am your Chinese teacher and your class teacher. My surname is Fang, and my name is Fang Wenchao. You can call me Teacher Fang.”

 “Teacher Fang…”

 “Hello, Teacher Fang…”

Zhou Xiaoyun is glad that he has met a good teacher in this life. Look, he is young—much younger than the middle-aged woman next door, Mr. Huang, who is kind and handsome. Listening to his warm baritone is simply a pleasure!

Wang Jingjing quietly leaned her head over and said, "Zhou Daya, our teacher Fang is really good-looking."

Zhou Xiaoyun secretly lowered his head and smiled, who doesn’t love handsome guys?

 There was no class all morning, and school ended at around ten o'clock. The principal stood under the eaves of the corridor and slowly pulled up the rope. The bell on the other end of the rope rang rhythmically: clang, clang, clang...

 A bunch of children rushed out of the classroom and out of the school gate, and there was no one queuing up or anything.

Dabao ran to the door of Class 1 (2) and called Zhou Xiaoyun to go home with him. This was what Zhou's father had asked him to take his sister to and from school every day. He felt that Da Ya was getting in the way, so he had to go out to play without going home after school, but he didn't dare to say anything in front of Zhou's father for fear of being beaten.

Today is the first day of school, and Dabao came to take care of Zhou Xiaoyun honestly.

Shi Shi, who was in the same class, waved to him: "Dabao, you can come too when we go swimming."

Dabao felt itchy and uncomfortable after hearing this, but he did not dare to leave his sister and let her go home alone. I could only watch helplessly as my friends walked away laughing, feeling a little downcast.

Zhou Xiaoyun followed Dabao. Seeing Dabao's listless look, he immediately guessed the reason and asked him to play too.

Dabao said frustratedly: "Dad said you were young and didn't know how to get home, so he asked me to take you home."

"It's okay, brother. Look, there are still Haizi and Sister Xiaoxia here. I can just go back with them. Besides, the school is only one road away from home, where can I go? You can go and have fun!"

Dabao hesitated for a moment, couldn’t resist the temptation of swimming, and ran to catch up with the boys in front of him.

Zhou Xiaoyun, Zhou Xiaoxia, Zhou Zhihai and others returned home together.

There were several people traveling on the same journey, including Zhou Xiaoyun’s deskmate Wang Jingjing. Wang Jingjing's family is four or five houses away from Zhou Xiaoyun's family. They have played together many times before, so they are familiar with each other. Now I sat at the same table with Zhou Xiaoyun and became even more intimate, talking about Teacher Fang all the way.

Haizi is a boy. He doesn’t care whether Teacher Fang is handsome or not. He just thinks Teacher Fang has a good temper. When he had a fight with Feng Tiezhu in the class this morning, Teacher Fang didn’t do anything to deal with him. Teacher Fang asked about the reason for the fight and asked the two to stop fighting in the future. This made Haizi have a great impression of Teacher Fang.

Wang Jingjing was talking to Zhou Xiaoyun about the clothes Teacher Fang was wearing: "Da Ya, did you see it? Teacher Fang is wearing a white shirt. That shirt is so white, just like..." Wang Jingjing couldn't think of anything suitable in her poor mind. adjective to describe Teacher Fang’s crisp white shirt.

Zhou Xiaoyun couldn't help but remind her: "As white as snow."

“Yes, yes, it’s as white as snow falling in winter. Teacher Fang looks very good in her clothes.”

Zhou Xiaoxia also joined the discussion: "This teacher Fang just graduated last year, and I heard that he hasn't dated anyone yet. He not only teaches first-grade Chinese this year, but I heard he also teaches music classes for fourth and fifth grade. Let me tell you, I heard Teacher Fang can sing, write calligraphy, and play the accordion very well.”

 “Wow!” Several children exclaimed together.

Zhou Xiaoxia saw that everyone was listening attentively with their ears pricked up, and she began to pour out a series of stories she had heard:,

"Teacher Fang also speaks Mandarin very well. Teacher Fang is the best Mandarin speaker in our school. Also, Teacher Fang's calligraphy is very beautiful. I heard that during the Chinese New Year, many families buy red paper and ask Teacher Fang to write couplets." Woolen cloth…"

Zhou Xiaoyun also listened with interest. Teacher Fang stayed in this elementary school for three years before being transferred to the city. Teacher Fang passed away when she was in primary school in her previous life. Unexpectedly, she was lucky enough to meet the legendary Teacher Fang.

Zhou Xiaoyun began to look forward to his future study life. A good teacher will have a profound impact on a person's life. Especially a Prince Charming-type male teacher with both talent and appearance.

To say it quietly, he is really similar to the dream lover she imagined.

The age difference between us is quite large in this life, so it’s probably not a big deal, but more close contact can comfort our little hearts that are ready to move!

 (End of this chapter)