The senior high school math teacher is a welfare girl
One day, I was surfing the Internet, browsing brothels on Bluebird as usual, and I happened to see a welfare girl wearing flesh-colored high heels.
As we all know, as a senior gentleman, I can identify feet just like ordinary people can identify faces. Suddenly, I looked closely and found that things were not simple, because I found that the veins through the silk seemed familiar.
It just so happens that if you accidentally see black silk and can't see clearly inside, you will probably just brush it aside. After all, it is only above average, not outstanding. In a world-class brothel like Bluebird, it is really not worth mentioning.
But because it was stockings, I watched it for 0.5 seconds longer. In a flash, I slapped my thigh. Isn't this my math teacher? I immediately smiled like an experienced driver and quickly paid attention to it.
After secretly observing her Bluebird activities, I feel that she is not doing it for money, nor is she seducing men, but just enjoys taking sexy photos for strangers to see. I have to say that this pure artist is simply a ray of light in the materialistic world.
From then on, looking at her sign when visiting brothels at night became one of the few pleasures in my busy high school life.
As the saying goes, love the house and love the dog. Mathematics was my biggest weakness. Since then, I feel that learning mathematics is not difficult. When I start math class, my brain cells automatically focus and I can't be distracted even if I want to.
After making up for my shortcomings, my college entrance examination results were naturally very ideal. With the several thousand yuan reward from my parents, I felt that it was time to put a perfect end to my high school life.
At that time, I was on the plane looking for a box merchant to open the box, but they only accepted BTC, so I looked up how to buy BTC online. Later, I was quite interested in it, and slowly I got into the cryptocurrency circle. After successfully opening the box, I saw a familiar mobile phone number, name, and work unit.
Of course, although I don't have many morals, there is one thing I can't do. I would never do something that would be punished by God, such as disturbing the life of a welfare girl.
I just sent her a private message, implicitly stated my identity, thanked her for her help in my studies in senior high school, praised her artistic attainments, and looked forward to continuing to appreciate her high-quality works.
The most important thing was to explain to her the twists and turns of the box merchants and remind her to be careful. After all, those who carry firewood must not be left to freeze in the wind and snow.