[Jie Mai] Is the sharp knife teacher cooing?

Chapter 29

87.

23: 17.

Jack was lying on the bed, holding his mobile phone firmly in front of his eyes, and the cool-toned screen specially adjusted to protect his eyes gave off a real cold light in the dark.

"Rose": By the way, is Mr. Jiandao face-to-face?

no reply.

I don't know what I was thinking, this message was sent out with a slip of my hand.Her arms were sore from holding the same position for a long time. Mrs. Rose sat up and tried to find help from her roommate.

"Jo..." Jack began, and the "gram" got stuck in his throat.

The bed opposite was bare, with no jock nor quilt or pillow.The owner of the bed was huddled in an armchair in the corner of the room, the quilt tightly wrapped him up, only showing half of his face and a few locks of red hair illuminated by the flat light.

Jack lay back on the bed silently.

How had he forgotten that today was Jock's monthly horror movie night.

Mrs. Rose took out the earphones from under the pillow, and just as she put them on, she heard a crisp message alert.

Jiandao: Didn't you want to face the base before?

Sharp Knife: [Trying repeatedly.jpg]

"Rose": emm, my friend likes your article very much.

Dagger: Girlfriend?

"Rose": Σ(?□?;) Mr. Jiandao, how can you listen to rumors?

"Rose": Just friends. ('-ω-`)

Jack felt embarrassed himself after uttering this lame lie.

He doesn't seem to have any ordinary friends who like Mr. Jiandao's writing... No, wait, Joke—speaking of which, he was the Mr. Jiandao that his roommate gave him.

However, aside from being the president of the student union whom everyone in the school does not know, he is still JR himself in "JRNS".If you really go to face-to-face... it will probably be the headline of the entertainment section of the forum the next day.

Mrs. Rose even had a headline in mind:

"Shocked! 90.00% of the people don't know that the president of the student union and JRNS artist Rose..."

Jack didn't dare to continue thinking down.

While thinking wildly, Teacher Jiandao sent another new message.

Sharp knife: So, let's make an appointment?

88.

After the successful Christmas confession, Jack had the illusion that the world had quietly changed overnight behind his back.

There is a term in social science called "JustRight" - "just right" theory.It is said that whatever qualities a person has, the world he sees will be like.

For example, girls who like the same pair of CPs in school can always quickly and accurately find their own kind in the crowd.Another example is that the student council president who is in love begins to notice some "special" corners in the school-the kind suitable for couples.

When passing the spiral staircase on the west side of a certain teaching building with a book in his arms, Jack found that the dark place on the first floor is a hidden place that is easily overlooked; The meeting room is just perfect...

There is also the grove next to the football field, the highest point of the stadium stands, under the camphor tree on the edge of the tennis court, and behind any row of bookshelves in the library.

However, the reality is that, except for a little swaying in the dim corridor lights at the door of their respective rooms every night-limited to holding hands-Jack even kept his first kiss.

So every night, while translating the flashing images in her mind to the tip of her pen, Mrs. Rose thought angrily in her heart:

What a failure, Mr. Ripert.

He felt as if he had returned to the time when he secretly liked the other party, but he didn't dare to talk to him and only dared to draw fan pictures.

89.

In the perfect afternoon, Jack carried the book, entered the library, and walked straight to the spiral staircase behind the hall.

He made an appointment with Neb at the library, and vowed to finish his short paper in history class today.

There are still two days before the arrival of the new year, and there is no cheerful atmosphere in the whole Olytis, and everyone is caught up in the madness of rushing homework: group research reports, individual independent research, the finishing work of club activities, and various The basic examination of the subject...

However, for good students like Jack and Neb whose date is to walk side by side to the library along the path and sit face to face to study, approaching the end of the term just means walking into the magnificent three-story building more frequently.

The president of the student union held the escalator with one hand, trotted all the way, and then met Naibu standing in front of a painting at the turn of the stairs near the second floor.

It was a simple oil painting, and the small house and lush green plants as the main subject filled the whole picture.

Noticing his approach, Naib glanced at him and smiled, "Your painting."

Jack stared at the painting for a moment and sighed. "I drew it a long time ago—before I met you."

Naib took one last look at theoil painting. "Although I don't know if it's appropriate, but I like this feeling, this feeling of hope."

Then the two walked upstairs with their books in their arms.They chose the long table for self-study in the nineteenth-century realism literature area - the place where Jack confessed, and now it has become the exclusive seat for the two of them.

The long table is close to the floor-to-ceiling windows, and through the glass, you can see the retro-style teaching buildings in the distance, as well as the paths they often walk through at night.

Neb sat down across from him, spread out his notebook and A4 paper, and took out the pen that Jack had given him for Christmas.

Time passed by the light outside the window little by little.Reluctantly finishing the thesis, Jack left his seat and wandered around the floor, took the poetry collection "Black Song" from the bookshelf and brought it back to his seat.Turning a page casually, the words in black and white have a fresh impact:

"Dreams flicker on a white curtain.

Two hours of moon shell.

There is love accompanied by the melody of longing,

And the lucky return after wandering. "

Good textured paper with a smell of days gone by.After turning over a third of the content, Naibu put down his pen and got up to change the book.

Jack watched as he walked to the query instrument on the side, tapped on the keyboard, stared at the screen for a while, then turned and walked towards him.

Behind him is the sun.Jack felt his heart beat inexplicably tighten——

Then Naib walked right past him to get a book from the shelf.

The boy stood behind him, and his clothes made a slight friction sound as he searched.The president of the student union put down the collection of poems and turned to look at him. When he stepped up to reach the high bookshelf, he stood up naturally and easily pulled out Oscar Wilde's "The Nightingale and the Rose".

Naibu's eyes followed his right hand holding the book, and he subconsciously turned around.

Afternoon sunlight slanted in through the floor-to-ceiling windows.

Time stood still for a second.In the next second, Jack stuffed the book into Neb's arms, put his right hand on the bookshelf, and surrounded him in the small space between the bookshelf and himself.

"She said that as long as I give her a red rose, she is willing to dance with me." Jack recited the sentence in the book in a low voice, "Then Neb, I gave you the nightingale and the rose, and you are willing to accept my kiss ?"

—TBC—

Jack's operation 666

I really don’t know how to write about young people falling in love_(:_」∠)_

And please ignore this bug_(:_」∠)_ that Oletis does not have a holiday for Christmas and the end of the period is after the New Year