Abduction of the Female Teacher’s Best Friend

The two were pulling the hook when Mu Hanxi's cell phone rang.

Mo Zebei saw the situation and withdrew his hand: "Sister Mu, I'm going to clean the dishes."

"Yeah." Mu Hanxi got up, swiped the screen to answer the phone, and walked to her bedroom.

Mo Zebei went to the kitchen with his bowl and chopsticks.

"What are you doing?" The person on the other end of the call was Lin Xiaoran.

"Nothing," Mu Hanxi sat on the edge of the bed, tilted her head and looked out the window, "just had dinner."

"Well," Lin Xiaoran leaned against the bedside table, touching the pillow on the side and nesting it in her arms, "I have been busy these days, I haven't told you something yet."

"What's up?"

"Didn't I mention it to you before, but Liu Wenjian always goes to the office to bother me."

Mu Hanxi hummed, then followed her words and asked, "So how is it now?"

"Solved," Lin Xiaoran put a pillow behind her waist, "it is thanks to my small class representative."

"You mean Mo Zebei?"

"Well, the little guy is very clever," Lin Xiaoran thought that Mo Zebei didn't talk to her colleague at the time, but wrote the meaning on white paper. She couldn't help curving her lips in praise, "She is also thoughtful. "

Mu Hanxi curiously asked: "What did she do?"

Lin Xiaoran briefly talked about the general process of the matter with Mu Hanxi.

Mu Hanxi had a smile at the corner of her mouth, and guessed that after Xiaoran raised her mouth at the dinner table that day, the person should have remembered it.

The two chatted for a while before hanging up the phone.

Knowing that Mu Hanxi might still be on the phone, Mo Zebei washed the dishes and chopsticks but did not enter the bedroom, turned on the TV, sat on the sofa in the hall and watched for herself. She continued watching the anime that she hadn't finished watching last time. .

Mu Hanxi came out of the bedroom and went directly to the kitchen. She washed an apple, cut it into small pieces, packed it in a fruit plate, and took it to the living room.

She glanced at the screen. This person was still watching the anime in the afternoon, Hayao Miyazaki's work, My Neighbor Totoro.

Mu Hanxi sat down next to her, put the fruit plate on the coffee table, and gave her a wooden stick: "Eat some fruit."

"Yeah." Mo Zebei turned his face and took the wooden sign, inserted an apple block, and put it in his mouth, feeling quite crisp.

Mu Hanxi asked, "Like Hayao Miyazaki's work?"

"I like it," Mo Zebei stared at the screen, holding a wooden sign with his right hand and poking another piece, "I feel that his works are pure and can heal people's hearts."

Mu Hanxi nodded in recognition: "When I was in college, I watched it with my roommates. They all liked his anime, and they also bought the figures from the Internet."

Mo Zebei hummed, and suddenly asked, "Did you study in City B?"

"Yes."

"which school?"

Mu Hanxi was a little surprised: "You don't know which school your teacher Lin graduated from?" She and Lin Xiaoran are from the same school. Of course, the two of them are not only classmates or roommates, but also able to talk, so the relationship has always been so close.

"I haven't asked." Except for normal learning questions, she didn't communicate much with Lin Xiaoran.

"XX University of Foreign Languages."

Mo Zebei nodded: "This school is good. Many students in our class who are good at English and who like to learn languages ​​want to go to this school."

Mu Hanxi inserted an apple: "What about you, do you have a favorite school?"

"I haven't figured it out yet, but," Mo Zebei stared at Mu Hanxi's eyes in a serious tone, "I want to go to City B to study in college in the future."

"pretty good."

Mo Zebei looked at her carefully, observing every change in her expression, and finally concluded that this person did not take her words too seriously.

Mu Hanxi did not think much about it. After all, City B has an advantageous geographical location and a prosperous metropolis, and there are countless people who want to go there to study.

Mo Zebei retracted his gaze, feeling a little depressed.

Without noticing it, Mu Hanxi moved his gaze away from the screen and gently touched Mo Zebei's arm with his elbow: "Eat more."

Mo Zebei narrowed his eyes, pinched the wooden sign and inserted an apple into his mouth.

Suddenly she remembered the last time Mu Hanxi said her name was taken by her mother, and now she couldn't find other suitable topics, so she asked, "What does auntie do?"

Mu Hanxi was a little surprised. I don't know how this person suddenly asked about this, but he told her truthfully: "My mother teaches in a university."

"Oh, which university?"

Mu Hanxi felt funny, and deliberately said amused: "How do you feel like you are checking your household registration?"

Mo Zebei blushed, and touched the tip of his nose embarrassedly: "I'm just curious..."

"XX Normal University," then added another sentence, "I teach Chinese language and literature major."

"Oh, that university's English major is also quite good, why didn't you report it?" She checked all the better universities in City B before and got a general understanding.

Mu Hanxi glanced at her, her face turned red: "Because my mother was there." Although she is not rebellious when she wants to apply for a volunteer for the college entrance examination, she still wants to break away from the control of her parents, a little far away, like most high school students. some.

Mo Zebei seemed to understand the meaning of her words, and the corners of his lips curled slightly.

Seeing the smile on her face, the blush on Mu Hanxi's face became a bit thicker, she pushed the fruit plate towards Mo Zebei, and said, "Eat all the remaining apple pieces. Leftover."

"Oh." Mo Zebei did so obediently, wondering why she was so cute even when she was a murderer? This is too foul!

After eating the apples, Mo Zebei raised his wrist and looked at the time. It was already past nine o'clock and she should go back.

"Sister Mu," Mo Zebei stood up, "I'm going back now."

"I'll drive you." Mu Hanxi followed and got up.

"No, it's not that hot at night. I'll go by bike. You can rest early." Since two o'clock in the afternoon, Mu Hanxi has been helping her with tuition until seven o'clock in the evening, and she also made dinner for her, Mo Zebei I'm so embarrassed to let her send it.

"Then I will take you to the gate of the community."

"Um."

Mo Zebei took the schoolbag, Mu Hanxi took the key to the room, and the two went out together.

"October 1st before the holiday, will you come to our school?" Mo Zebei pushed the car, Mu Hanxi followed her, and the two arrived at the gate of the community.

"Um?"

"Ms. Lin has promised me that next time you come to our school, she will take me with me when she takes you to the faculty restaurant for dinner." She wanted to see this person again before Mu Hanxi went home.

"The food there is so delicious?" This person has been thinking about it until now?

Mo Zebei was embarrassed to admit his true inner thoughts, and could only follow her words: "My classmates have gone there for a meal, and they said it was not bad." Then she added, "The main reason is that I haven't been there. I want to try something new."

Mu Hanxi wanted to laugh, but held back: "Even if I don't go, you tell your teacher Lin that she will take you there." Xiaoran praised Mo Zebei for coming, and Mo Zebei only needs to talk to her. Said that she would definitely agree.

Mo Zebei's brain swiftly turned, and he turned the words back: "It's better if you are there. She is my teacher after all. It would be a little uncomfortable for me to be alone with her."

Mu Hanxi nodded, expressing understanding.

"Look at it, I'll be there if I have time next week."

Mo Zebei said: "Then I will go home first."

"Okay, slow down the road."

After returning home, Mo Zebei went to the study, turned on the computer and started to check the information. She carefully scanned the relevant majors of Mu Hanxi's mother's school.

One of the majors in physics is still a national specialty. Physics is one of her favorite subjects, and she is also good at it. She wrote it down in her notebook, and considered the major of this school as her first choice after filling in her volunteers.

Although she hadn't thought about which university to go to before, she was more inclined to schools in science and engineering and chemical engineering, and she basically didn't think about it for teachers.

Today, I heard Mu Hanxi said that her mother was teaching in a normal school, and the balance in Mo Zebei's heart suddenly tilted, and I felt that the normal school was pretty good.

She checked the admission score line of the college entrance examination of this school in previous years, and her eyes were black. The score was terrifyingly high. With her current lame grades, she couldn't even touch the door of this school.

Mu Hanxi's mother is still a teacher in this school, and it's amazing!

In fact, Mu Hanxi only mentioned it briefly, without saying that her mother was a professor at the College of Arts, and she was also the deputy dean.

Mo Zebei bit his finger back and stared at the score line on the computer screen. After thinking for a while, he started to write numbers on the paper with a pen.

She added up all the highest points she might get through hard work, and in the end she almost came close.

The main English is too lame, and the language does not have the advantage, not to mention that her science scores are not absolutely good.

For the first time in my life, I felt this kind of real pressure.

She sat in front of the computer in the study for a long time, and only went to bed at two o'clock in the morning at night.

She lay on the bed, tossing and turning, not sleepy.

When I got up the next day, my eyes were blue.

"You stayed up late last night?" Father Mo put the fried eggs on a plate and placed them in front of her.

"Well," Mo Zebei took a sip of milk and asked suddenly, "Dad, do you think I can pass the XX Normal University?"

Father Mo was stunned for a moment. Zebei rarely talked to him about study-related matters, and her grades had always been okay. Father Mo himself was a little talkative, so he never asked more.

"Do you want to study in City B?"

"Um."

"City B is a good place," Father Mo pushed the plate toward her again. "The school you just mentioned is also a good university."

Mo Zebei nodded, took the fried egg from the plate, lowered his head and bit his mouth, chewing carefully.

"Don't think about the result yet," Father Mo said earnestly, "Do it hard and try your best. In the end, even if it fails, there will be no regrets." There is a saying in the "Zeng Guang Xian Wen" of the Ming Dynasty, but doing good deeds. Asking about the future, the meaning of Father Mo's just now is similar to this.

Mo Zebei suddenly became clear when he heard the words, raised his head and smiled, "I see, Dad."

After breakfast, Mo Zebei went back to the bedroom to do his homework. Before starting, she sent a WeChat message to Mu Hanxi: Sister Mu, I now have a school of my choice.

One hour later, the other side replied: Which one?

Mo Zebei lowered his head and smiled, and edited a message: I can't tell you yet.

Mu Hanxi sent a series of question marks.

Mo Zebei returned her with a series of grinning faces.

A few seconds later, Mu Hanxi called her: "What are you doing?"

"learn."

"So hard?"

Mo Zebei touched his nose and smiled lowly: "It's okay," she then asked again, "Sister Mu, how is your language?"

Mo Zebei first heard a pleasant laugh, and then listened to the person urged to ask: "Little devil, don't you want me to teach you Chinese?"

"No," Mo Zebei's face flushed when he heard the words, "I just... just ask."

When the words fell, a series of beautiful laughter sounded from the ears. Mo Zebei heard his ears hot, and subconsciously reached out and touched his red and hot earlobes...