Hello, Teacher Chen, My Name Is Yang

I regard all the tenderness you give me as a gift from the gods, so I ask the gods to let him package those tendernesses as a gift in return. "Qiyue, if I say now that I like you and can you be my girlfriend, will you agree?" "You are indeed an idiot. Don't you already know this answer?" "But I want to hear you say it again." "I do..." Yang Qiyue walked towards Chen Yimeng, and the two hugged each other in the classroom. … Even after being married for more than 20 years, Yang Qiyue still wanted to say: Thank you, Teacher Chen, when looking at Chen Yimeng helping the children on the blackboard.