Jingdong gently waved his hand and said with a smile, "I'm not very good at this."
The young teacher's name was Gu Chenyu. He had thick eyebrows and big eyes, like a boy next door. He smiled with great affinity.
"Don't worry, it's just a game. Otherwise, I've played it before. Mr. Jing is behind me. I promise I won't blow your face."
Gu Chenyu smiled and suddenly felt a chill.
He looked around. Was the temperature of the air conditioner too low?
"We haven't played. Since you have experience, it's better to be in the first position."
When sealing, the voice is clear and moist, and the expression is mild, but it doesn't give people an approachable feeling.
Gu Chenyu had kept enough distance from the man who was highly educated, handsome and not much older than himself, but his sentence "you have experience" inexplicably made people feel useful, and his heart could not help but feel a little dissatisfied with him.
"Good." Gu Chenyu agreed without thinking. He was about to speak to Jingdong when the voice of Feng rang again.
He turned his eyes to Jing Dong, "as for you..."
Jing Dong looked up and looked at each other.
"You're too short. You'll be the last one."
Jingdong: "
Some people even pretend to be gentle with eccentricity. Can they treat them equally?
Gu Chenyu wanted to say something, but then he thought that Jingdong ranked last, which was really more conducive to transmission.
"Mr. Jing, the last stick is also very important. Let's cheer together."
The first and last sticks were determined. When sealing, he stood in front of Jingdong without moving. The other two male teachers automatically lined up their positions, and the team was formed.
When the whistle sounded, Gu Chenyu took the flour, put it on the cardboard and began to pass it back.
Except Gu Chenyu, the other four didn't play. The second teacher couldn't help laughing, and all the flour was sprayed on the third teacher's face.
Looking at the third teacher's white face, Gu Chenyu had already laughed, and Jing Dong also chuckled.
Time didn't wait. Gu Chenyu had to deliver it again. This time, it was successfully delivered to Fengshi.
However, when sealing, he was tall. The third teacher saw that he had no intention of bending down, so he had to stand on tiptoe.
However, his vital capacity was not enough and he could hardly hold his breath. However, when he came into contact with a cold line of sight, his breath suddenly stagnated.
A flash of insight flashed through his heart: dare you spray me on the face!
On second thought, the flour had reached the cardboard when it was sealed.
When sealing, he turned around and looked down at the girl with cardboard in front of him. When the corner of his mouth bent, he startled Jingdong. He quickly stared at him, indicating that he was not allowed to laugh or breathe. As for whether he could convey it in place, I don't know.
Jing Dong stood in front of Feng Shi. As soon as he bowed his head, the flour reached the cardboard she was holding.
She secretly breathed a sigh of relief. Fortunately, this guy should control this aspect well.
Hoo!
A small amount of flour was suddenly blown up and rushed to Jingdong's face.
Jingdong: "!"
She raised her eyes and looked at a pair of dark and full eyes, which were clearly like an abyss. At a glance, she would fall, but with a touch of innocence.
For a moment, Jingdong thought it was a handsome milk dog.
But when she thought of the first two meetings, she quickly got rid of this absurd idea.
This is a fierce wolf with a big tail!
Jingdong poured the flour into the measuring cup, and the second time passed it quickly.
After several times, Jing Dong's face became white.
Jingdong endured again and again, but finally couldn't resist.
"You mean it?"