Fortunately, Nalan Xiner did not go to the next lounge to find Teacher Xing Fu.

Otherwise it will be embarrassing.

At this moment, the door to the lounge next door is locked up and down.

A room of silk and silk.

Xing Fu was pressed on the door by Huangfu Shaoyu, and the two were having a cordial and in-depth exchange.

After a long time, Huangfu Shaoyu spoke loosely, took a sigh of relief, stroked Xing Fu's short shoulder-length hair, and sighed contentedly: "Little love, today I can’t help but remember the scene of a young girl running for vitality. , I met you for the first time in France that year. You were running for the "Flower of Paris" at school. That year, you were the first foreign student in the school’s history to be successfully elected. Classmates, to celebrate your victory with this flower from the East, stay awake all night and party till late..."

With Huangfu Shaoyu's memories, Xing Fu also shook his mind.

Yes, back then...

When she was young, she was still a poor student studying abroad alone, relying on scholarships and work to earn high tuition fees, thinking about becoming a scientist and senior white-collar worker in the future, but never thought that she would one day A middle school teacher.

The reason why I went to campaign for the "Flower of Paris" campaign organized by the school that year was just to earn a generous bonus to pay for the next month's rent and utilities.

Otherwise, the mean old lady of the landlord in Paris threatened to throw her oriental dog into the street.

She really just wanted to earn some living expenses, but she didn't expect to run into a man who would hold her for life.

That night, she won the prize of the "Paris Flower", only to realize that this event had a sponsor.

The school is also very savvy and does activities but does not pay.

And the only condition that the patron offered was that the winning girl must dance with him in the Paris square at midnight.

Curious about the conditions!

For the cost of living, Xing Fu endured it!

The students all flocked to Paris Square, wanting to see if the person who proposed this condition was a strange old man who lacked love.

However, he never expected that he was a young man wearing a tuxedo.

Xing Fu was also dumbfounded. Isn't this man in their class, the scum Huangfu Shaoyu who is dozing off every day? !

The scumbag who was almost dropped out of the university after dropping out of subjects several times!

As a scholar among foreign students, she dismissed him very much.

But this man turned out to be the patron of this campaign!

The unlearned scumbag, like a perfect gentleman at the moment, stood in front of her with a smile: "Xing Fu, can you dance with me?"

Who would have thought that such a big election campaign would have tossed up a whole school of people. The ultimate goal is to invite a girl of your choice to dance in the middle of the night.

The music played slowly, and their figures were spinning around the Paris square under the moonlit night. Xing Fu unexpectedly discovered that this man danced really well.

That whispering rhythm, that powerful arm, that soft whisper that stuck to her ear... That night she gradually took the first step to fall.

She began to discover that the original scumbag was not useless.

She began to discover that the love she had dismissed was not so boring.

She began to discover that between men and women, there are still so beautiful and exciting things to do, which can be done in countless ways.

It's so wonderful that it's dying.

The streets and lanes of Paris have left their countless memories.

He kept changing for her, from a dude to a top student in the Institute of Physics... from being slapstick everywhere to a person who only fell in love with her...

He is her rhubarb. She is his little love.

If time stays in Paris that year, everything is beautiful.

Xing Fu's eyes gradually became wet.

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