He was eighteen years old that year, and he was lying at the back door of the classroom to peek at the new intern teacher.
The waist she exposed when she bent down to pick up the chalk made his heart skip a beat.
Later he said: "Teacher, when I am admitted to your university, you will be my girlfriend."
She smiled and agreed: "Okay, I'll wait for you."
On the day the college entrance examination ended, she disappeared.
A year later, he stood under the university podium and watched her walk into the classroom.
"I am your new class teacher," she paused slightly as she glanced at him, "please give me your advice this school year."
He sneered and slammed the textbook on the table.
"Advice? Of course, I will 'advise' you, teacher."
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