This is the top singer’s first public admission of his first love.
The barrage quickly caused a sensation, and the synchronized hot search quickly made it to the top.
[“What? Teacher Mu really has a first love?”]
[“The national enchanting demon is still a virgin? I don’t believe it.”]
[“With that face, weren’t there many girls chasing after him in school?”]
[“Haha, what artists say, just listen to it casually.”]
[“Honey, what are you talking about?”]
Although it had long been rumored that Mu Ye had never been in love before, hearing it directly from him made Song Jianchu’s feelings a bit complicated.
“Have you no shame?” Bai Xingyu was also shocked by this person’s teasing, “You’re so old, and you still compare yourself with an 18-year-old? Can the nature of your first love be the same as hers?”
“It’s not the same,” Mu Ye didn’t refute, he lightly laughed, “Chuchu was a limited edition of the season, and I’m a out-of-season commodity, so our first love is naturally more precious.”
[“How come it’s out-of-season? I love mature men!”]
[“Exactly! The sexiness of a mature man is unmatched by a young boy!”]
Unexpectedly, Mu Ye himself thought so too, and Song Jianchu frowned slightly.
But she didn’t think the same way.
First love is first love, and they are the same without any experience in love. What does age have to do with it?
She quickly scanned the people around her, and Song Jianchu’s brows tightened unhappily.
And how is 25 years old considered old? She’s still very young.
Because of Mu Ye’s unintentional self-deprecation, Song Jianchu was conflicted all the way to the cafeteria.
When she was having breakfast, perhaps to fit the theme of the program, the cafeteria’s TV happened to be playing Mu Ye’s world tour concert in Beijing this summer.
Above the huge sports stadium, tens of thousands of purple support lights flickered, like a mysterious cosmic storm passing through, illuminating the night sky of the capital.
The melodious and classic guitar intro sounded, and at that moment, countless fans in the audience burst into tears, and the teachers in the cafeteria also looked up.
It was the last song of this concert, Mu Ye’s debut song “SLY”.
When she heard the familiar intro, the barrage had already flooded the screen.
[“Mu Ye, you’re the best!!!”]
[“Meeting the enchanting demon once will ruin a lifetime.”]
[“Honey, I’ll love you forever!!”]
Song Jianchu was also drawn to the screen, looking up at the TV.
In the TV screen, the man on stage seemed to have become a dazzling luminous body, standing in the midst of a wave of purple support lights, with his forehead hair gently blown by the night wind.
At a certain moment, not knowing what he was thinking, those misty gray eyes looked down at the stage, and a hint of a smile flashed through.
The entire audience once again erupted into excited screams, then fell into silence again as his sexy and low voice began to sing, afraid to miss a single breath.
“You always fantasize about tomorrow, but bury your miserable self in today.”
“You long to be an invincible hero, yet on lonely, chilly nights, you hope someone will risk their life for you.”
“For whom the bell tolls”
“I’m the sly one”
…
The young female teachers around him were already addicted to the charm of the top singer in the music industry.
Song Jianchu watched the replay of the concert on TV, his thoughts slowly drifting away.
Perhaps it was the youthful atmosphere of the campus, or perhaps it was Mu Ye’s words just now that triggered his memories.
He suddenly remembered Mu Ye when he was seventeen years old, just starting out.
At that time, Song Jianchu was only ten years old and had the privilege of watching Mu Ye’s debut stage.
The young man on stage was incredibly handsome in his eyes.
Extraordinary facial features, beautiful and elegant temperament, as if God had designed this perfect existence to make people crazy about following him.
The seventeen-year-old boy held his guitar, slightly lowered his head, and played the strings with his fingertips, his expression focused and enjoying himself. The simple shirt jacket and white sneakers contrasted with the boy’s unreal, handsome appearance. When he opened his mouth, he shocked the world. It was hard to tell which was the source of the charm, talent, or appearance.
Later, when he heard that Mu Ye was going to auction off his debut guitar, Song Jianchu made his first request to his uncle, who had “raised” him. He attended that charity auction with the accompaniment of his guardian.
…
“What are you thinking about?”
Song Jianchu snapped out of his thoughts and looked at the idol in front of him, who was peeling a boiled egg.
His gaze fell on the beautiful fingers carefully peeling the eggshell.
That hand was playing the guitar on TV.
Bai Xingyu looked at the person peeling the egg with great interest and felt a bit surprised: “Aren’t you always too lazy to eat anything with a shell?”
Mu Ye put the peeled egg into the other person’s plate, wiped his hands with a wet towel, and said gently, “Eating a balanced breakfast can help you grow taller.”
Bai Xingyu’s eyes became even stranger: “…”
[“Ah ah ah, stinky treasure! You’re so lucky!”]
[“Mr. Mu is really kind, you’ve chosen the right person to be a fan of!!”]
[“The top singer is peeling eggs, so jealous.”]
[“Is this the effect of chasing stars with financial resources? [Lemon]”]
Song Jianchu stared at the egg in the plate that was no longer valuable, silent for a few seconds.
He carefully picked up the egg: “Thank you.”
At seven o’clock, the first-year international class A had their first early self-study, with everyone present for the first time.
Director Zhang inspected the early self-study and was surprised to find that all the students in the international class A were present. He smiled and said, “I heard that the new principal personally brought you back last night? Xiao Wang finally has someone who can control you. Will you behave now?”
The incident of the International Class A’s debacle was known throughout the school. The second-generation rich in Class A couldn’t face the shame and had sour faces early in the morning.
After Director Zhang left with a smile, everyone in the classroom took out their phones and had a small meeting in the class group chat.
[Han Tian: Today’s my birthday, and I have to sit in the classroom. I can’t swallow this anger. Let’s ruin their program today!]
[Ren Lin: We must sabotage this crappy program!! We did morning exercises today, and the whole playground was watching. I can’t even lift my head…]
[Ma Ruicong: Listen to Brother Tian’s arrangements! Damn it, these celebrities are still too into character [rolling eyes]]
[Yang Weiwei: @Han Tian, aren’t you afraid of your dad? Isn’t that your Uncle Song haha]
[Han Tian: I’m not causing trouble. I’m focusing on my studies [smirk]]
[Ren Lin: What do you mean?? Not causing trouble anymore?]
[Han Tian: Stupid, use your brain]
[Han Tian: Don’t they want to be good teachers? Then I’ll let them have their fill of it [smile]]
…
During early self-study, the five celebrity teachers moved into the office of the first-year teaching group.
“Hello, everyone,” Pei Shinian politely greeted as he entered. “Please take care of us in the coming days.”
The members followed with their cardboard boxes and greeted their future colleagues one by one.
Song Jianchu had his own principal’s office and did not work with everyone, but he still came along and greeted the teachers of the first-year teaching group before returning to his own office.
Ms. Xu, the homeroom teacher of International Class B, smiled and said, “So many handsome male teachers have been sent to us all at once. Our class is very excited.”
Other teachers agreed, “Yes, our class was buzzing last night.”
Bai Xingyu apologized, “I’m really sorry. We’ll try to minimize our impact on the students in the coming days.”
“We don’t have much of an impact on our classes,” Ms. Xu worriedly said. “But it’s mainly your International Class A. You have to be careful not to be bullied by those kids.”
Pei Shinian chuckled, “Them? I disciplined them all this morning. They’re all paper tigers.”
Another teacher shook his head and said, “Those kids are very smart and tricky. You can’t just look at the surface. When you’re competing with them, you must give it your all.”
Bai Xingyu didn’t care and sneered, “What are a bunch of little brats afraid of? We’ll find a way to deal with them.”
Mu Ye put down the cardboard box with the textbooks on his seat and smiled expectantly, “These next few days should be interesting.”
The experienced teachers had complex expressions: “…”
I hope everything is okay.
After morning self-study ended, the first class for the International Class A was chemistry, and Mr. Lu was ready to charge into battle.
Bai Xingyu: “Come on, Mr. Lu!”
Pei Shinian: “Go, Brother Lu! Take down those little brats!”
Mu Ye: “Come on, Mr. Lu.”
Mr. Lu, with a cold face, picked up the textbook and went to class.
The new students were so energetic that they injected fresh blood into the office and made the teachers laugh. Forty minutes later, Mr. Lu returned to the office with a dark face.
Everyone: “?”
Bai Xingyu noticed that he was upset and asked, “What happened? Did they bully you?”
Pei Shinian was stunned and asked, “Brother Lu, you couldn’t handle those little brats? What did they do?”
Mr. Lu rubbed his forehead in silence and weakly lifted his hand, “Don’t talk to me right now.”
Mu Ye said, “If you can handle the poker face, you can definitely handle those little brats.”
“They dared to bully someone?” Bai Xingyu’s face darkened. He gritted his teeth and picked up the Chinese textbook, standing up. “I’ll go and teach them a lesson. Those little rascals have gone too far.”
Pei Shinian worriedly said, “Brother, you can’t physically discipline students. You’ll get sued to death.”
“Don’t worry.” Bai Xingyu went to class, coldly smiling. “I don’t need any special moves to deal with these little waste products.”
Forty minutes later, Bai Xingyu returned in a rage, slamming the textbook on the table. “Those little rabbits!”
Teachers: “…”
“We told you so.”
“?” Pei Shinian paused. “Brother Xingyu, did you lose too?”
Bai Xingyu sat down heavily and took the fire-clearing tea handed to him by Mr. Lu, gulping it down. “Don’t talk to me!”
Pei Shinian couldn’t believe it. “Even my Brother Xingyu couldn’t handle them? How poisonous are they… Brother Ye, it’s your turn next, right? Be careful!”
Mu Ye looked at the schedule and saw that the next class was English.
Mu Ye looked calm, picked up his materials, and stood up. “Two waste products that even little kids can’t handle.”
Bai Xingyu glared at him in anger. “You-“
“What’s the next class for International Class A?” someone suddenly asked at the door.
Everyone in the office turned to look at the door.
“The principal.” Mu Ye turned around and smiled, then quickly looked worried and reported, “It’s my class next. Star and Xiao Lu were both bullied, and I’m a bit afraid.”
Everyone: “…”
“Teach as usual.” The person at the door said in a deep voice.
Mu Ye nodded, then hesitated and asked softly, “If they bully me, can I call the principal?”
Everyone: “…”
As teachers with years of experience, they had never seen this way of communicating with a leader, and their eyes were complicated. Would this really work?
The next second, the principal looked at him coldly, narrowed his eyes dangerously, and said, “No need. I’ll go with you and audit the class.”
BWAHAHAHAHA 😭😭😭