Fang Haohan played scissors, and Fang Yingxiong played rock. Rock smashed scissors, and Fang Yingxiong won the round and had the priority to choose the beauty.
His round face was full of smiles, and he walked in front of Jiang Qin and Yuan Lin in his most charming and charming manner. Before he could open his mouth to speak, the two little girls bowed to him politely and shouted, "Hello, uncle."
"Uncle----Uncle----" Fang Yingxiong's face turned pale.
However, as a man, he must always maintain a gentlemanly demeanor. Maybe there will be a silver lining? The most important thing is, don't young girls nowadays like older uncles? Uncles are more competitive.
So Fang Yingxiong tried to hold back the pain on his face and said to Jiang Qin and Yuan Lin with a smile: "Hello, two beautiful girls."
Look, what a gentle and appropriate response.
"Uncle, you look like Garfield." Yuan Lin said with a giggle.
O:O!
Garfield
How did I become Garfield? How do I look like Garfield? How can I be like a cat-----
Fang Yingxiong no longer felt pain in his face, this time it was pain in his heart.
"Yeah. So cute." Jiang Qin also agreed.
"Hahahahaha-----" Fang Yingxiong laughed loudly, and suddenly opened his eyes and mouth into an O shape, sticking out his fat tongue. He put his hands on both sides of his ears and made a scissors hand gesture, saying: "I am Garfield, I am Garfield from Garfield----"
Jiang Qin and Yuan Lin laughed so hard that tears came out of their eyes.
Yuan Lin pointed at Fang Yingxiong and said, "How cute----Fat uncle is so cute----"
"Yes, yes, it really looks like that fat cat. I really want to pinch his face----"
Pinching face
Fang Yingxiong's eyes lit up, and he swayed from side to side, step by step, to the front of Jiang Qin and Yuan Lin, shouting, "Master, pinch my face, pinch my face - pinch my face to unlock more skills."
thump!
Fang Yan kicked him from behind, knocking him to the ground.
"Who kicked me?" When Fang Yingxiong struggled to get up from the ground, he saw Fang Yan's face full of black lines.
"Uncle Junior Master----" Fang Yingxiong's angry expression immediately turned into a smile, and he said flatteringly: "You have become more and more proficient in using this move 'White Snake Tail Swing'. You kicked me so hard that I was completely defenseless----good kick, wonderful kick."
"You idiot scum, how can we, the descendants of Fang's Tai Chi, do something that damages our family's prestige? As a top martial artist, we should have basic requirements for our image. Stand like a pine tree, move like the wind, stand like a bronze bell - Fang Yingxiong, tell me, which of these have you achieved? Are you worthy of your name as a hero?"
Fang Haohan looked aggrieved and said, "Uncle Junior Master, I've done nothing standing here."
"Sorry, I called you that." Fang Yan apologized to Fang Haohan. Then he focused his attack on Fang Yingxiong and said, "You better reflect on this."
"Yes, Junior Uncle-Master." Fang Yingxiong replied with his head lowered.
Fang Yan sighed softly, turned around and said to Jiang Qin and Yuan Lin who were following behind him: "I don't want to be strict with them, but I have to be. The country has its own laws, and the family has its own rules. Since they are from my Fang Tai Chi and call me Junior Uncle, I have to be responsible for their words and deeds. You may not know that our famous sects are very strict in disciplining their disciples. Martial arts and martial ethics are both indispensable. Only martial arts and martial ethics without martial arts, it is difficult to enter the sect. Only martial arts without martial ethics, disciples are prone to go out and do evil. "
"We martial artists are like Iron Man, Spiderman and Batman in the city. If we ourselves are not upright, won't we become the villains in the movies? Just think about it, if Spiderman harms the people, how much damage will it bring? Is there still hope for this country?"
Jiang Qin and Yuan Lin looked at Fang Yan with stars on their faces and praised him in unison: "Teacher Fang, you are so handsome."
Fang Yan waved his hand casually and said, "This has nothing to do with being handsome or not. This is our responsibility as warriors. The greater a person's ability, the greater his responsibility. I will never forget this sentence."
"Teacher Fang, you are a good man with a sense of responsibility." Yuan Lin said, grabbing Fang Yan's arm.
Jiang Qin pulled Yuan Lin away from Fang Yan and said, "You little nympho, you still haven't explained to me why I can't dial Teacher Fang's number on my phone? Tell me what you did?"
Jiang Qin took Yuan Lin's place, grabbed Fang Yan's arm and said, "Teacher Fang, Yuan Xiaolin is such a bad guy. She actually replaced your number on my phone, so I can't get through to you. You should teach her a lesson-----"
Fang Yingxiong and Fang Haohan looked at each other, both of them feeling deeply helpless and sad.
Is this really a cruel world where only appearance matters
"I still think Ren Jin is pretty." Fang Haohan said. "I don't like these girls."
Fang Yingxiong nodded and said, "Too thin."
After thinking for a while, Fang Yingxiong asked, "Is Junior Master-Uncle Iron Man, Spider-Man, or Batman?"
“He’s Superman.”
"Why?"
"They all like to tie their underwear around their chests, but they don't actually wear any underwear at all."
Fang Yingxiong patted Fang Haohan on the shoulder and said with deep sympathy: "Without underwear, there is no limit."
The bald man came over and patted Fang Yingxiong on the shoulder, then patted Fang Haohan on the shoulder, without saying anything. Everything was said without words.
Fang Yingxiong brought Jiang Qin and Yuan Lin into the house. Zhang Chen, a big man wearing a scarf, was busy in the kitchen. When he saw Fang Yan come in, he smiled and said, "Master, the curry chicken will be ready soon. You can sit with the guests for a while first----"
Fang Yan seriously corrected Zhang Chen's address and said, "Zhang Chen, I have said it many times, we should call each other brothers. I am better at martial arts than you, and my cultivation is higher than yours, but this is not the reason why I can be your master."
"Master, I will definitely let you accept me as your disciple." Zhang Chen said with a determined look. "No matter if it's one year or two years, no matter if it's ten years or twenty years."
Fang Yan shook his head and said to Jiang Qin and Yuan Lin, "There are too many difficult guys who want to come here to learn martial arts. If I agree to every one of them, how can I do my favorite job of teaching? Reading books, writing, and reading poetry, how romantic it is? What's the point of fighting and killing? I am a peace-loving person. I hate war."
Fang Yingxiong covered his buttocks and dared not speak. The "peace messenger" had just been kicked by him.
"Yes, yes." Jiang Qin hugged Fang Yan's arm and nodded repeatedly. "Teacher Fang still needs to tutor me in Chinese."
"That's right. Mr. Fang is a knowledgeable, gentle and gentle man. How could he be a gangster who fights and kills?" Yuan Lin, the little tail, also praised. "But Mr. Fang's fighting posture is also very handsome."
"Really?" Fang Yan showed a look of joy, but soon he said sternly, "Learning martial arts is to strengthen the body and defend the country. If a martial artist only wants to use martial arts to look cool in the modern city, then I can conclude that this martial artist will not achieve anything. I often say this to my younger generations. Fang Yingxiong Fang Haohan, don't I often teach you this?"
"------" Fang Yingxiong and Fang Haohan no longer knew how to express their feelings at this moment.
They have always thought that they could become apprentices, but the longer they spend with their junior uncle, the more they feel that he is a towering figure whom they should look up to - it is not enough to rely solely on acquired efforts, as shamelessness actually requires talent.
After a pause, Fang Yan said to Zhang Chen who was standing beside him: "I'll teach you some moves after dinner."
"Thank you, Master." Zhang Chen was overjoyed. Fang Yan agreed to teach him some moves, which was equivalent to instructing him in disguise.
Fang Yan waved his hand and said, "Be a good chicken. Be a good chicken."
"Okay, Master." Zhang Chen suppressed his smile and turned around to concentrate on making the coffee chicken.
Fang Yan sat down on the sofa in the living room and said, "Aren't you two going to ask me questions about Chinese? Before the meal is ready, take out your textbooks and I'll explain anything you don't understand."
Fang Yan is a Chinese teacher, and Jiang Qin and Yuan Lin are both students. He really wants to help them improve their Chinese grades. The junior high school is about to take the midterm exam, and if he can help them solve a few difficult problems and improve their scores in the exam, then Fang Yan will feel that their trip is not in vain.
"Do you really want to teach me?" Jiang Qin said with a bitter face.
"Yeah? How about we study after dinner?" Yuan Lin also refused to study.
"Learn now." Fang Yan said seriously. "You are students. The primary purpose of being a student is to study. Don't think about other messy things."
Jiang Qin and Yuan Lin looked at each other, feeling a little depressed. Teacher Fang's words were full of meaning.
"Take out the Chinese textbook." Fang Yan said.
The two little girls took off their schoolbags reluctantly and rummaged inside them.
One second, two seconds, one minute, two minutes----
What was even more strange was that blushes spread across the two women's delicate skin, and tiny beads of sweat appeared on their foreheads.
Fang Yan looked at Jiang Qin and Yuan Lin who were almost sticking their heads into their schoolbags and asked, "What are you two doing? Is it so difficult to find a textbook? Are your schoolbags bottomless pits?"
"Teacher Fang-----" Jiang Qin's little face was about to cry. "I forgot to bring my Chinese textbook."
"Me too." Yuan Lin's face also turned red. "I clearly stuffed my Chinese textbook into my schoolbag after school, how come it disappeared?"
"------" (To be continued)