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She couldn't do the questions long ago. She took the yellowed test paper and asked Ji Changmu: "Teacher Ji, can you do these questions?"

"What did you call me?"

"Teacher Ji." Qiao Muyuan smiled.

She didn't call him "Teacher Ji" for a long time, and his heart palpitated for a while, as if he had returned to his old age.

"Classmate Qiao Muyuan, don't forget, I am now a middle school mathematics teacher."

"Oh, if you didn't remind me, I almost forgot." Qiao Muyuan handed him the test paper, "Then tell me the topic."

She doesn't like mathematics, she just wants to listen to his lectures.

Ji Changmu's presentation was very charming, serious and focused, with a charm that was different from any other occasion. It was also her youngest and first memory.

Ji Changmu took the test paper and glanced at it. He took a pencil from the pen holder and solved a few questions: "Do you want to listen to me?"

"You tell me, I want to listen."

Ji Changmu stood by the window and actually taught her a few questions. The questions were difficult, so it was normal for her to fail.

The man's voice is low and sexy, sultry, and tender to the students.

Qiao Muyuan couldn't understand it at all. It's strange that she could understand it. She had graduated so many years ago.

Ji Changmu spoke for about five minutes: "Classmate Qiao Muyuan, I've just finished what I just said. You can calculate the answer yourself."

"Teacher Ji, you spoke too fast, I didn't understand?"

"Want me to slow down?"

"Then please slow down and say it again."

Ji Changmu told her again.

Qiao Muyuan likes to secretly look at him with her peripheral vision, just like in the past, when she also liked to go away and look at him.

When she was a child, she didn't understand anything. She just thought the teacher was good-looking and she wanted to see him more often.

Later, when she grew up, she liked to see him even more.

Today is no exception.

Ji Changmu finally realized that she was deserting, took a ruler from the pen holder, and tapped the back of her hand while she was not paying attention: "Qiao Muyuan, you are still exactly the same as when you were a child."

Qiao Muyuan shrank her little hands, feeling aggrieved: "What are you doing?"

"If you don't listen, you will be beaten."

"Do you hit other students like this too?"

"I've always been special to you." He approached her and narrowed his eyes, "Why have you made no progress in so many years?"

"Ji Changmu, you're done, you sleep on the floor today!" Qiao Muyuan felt a little pain in her little hands. The most important thing was that she was reminded of memories of her childhood.

At that time, when she was disobedient, he also beat her with a ruler in private.

She was afraid of the pain and cried profusely, but she didn't dare to tell her parents.

She knew that once she really told her parents, he would be fired and she would never see him again.

Why was she so stupid when she was a child?

But...it's not too late to complain to her parents, right?

"Qiao Muyuan, it's just good luck that you got into college." Ji Changmu closed the test paper and said, "You're a little idiot."

"Ji Changmu, I'm so stupid, so what do you like about me?"

"I like your clumsy look."

"You are the only one who is very smart." Qiao Muyuan gave him a blank look.

"..."

Qiao Muyuan flipped through some more files, which contained her youth.

After leaving the archives room, the sun was better, and the warm and soft light shone on her face. She peacefully enjoyed the joy of the morning.

She took him to the playground, library, self-study classroom, and finally stopped at the indoor basketball court.

She took a basketball from the woven basket.

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