Every time Fang Yan came back, he would be warmly received by Mrs. Li.
"Is Teacher Fang back?"
"Teacher Fang, are you hungry? I made your favorite salt and pepper pork ribs today----"
"Teacher Fang, come and eat some fruit. I saw that the grapes were very fresh today, so I bought a few pounds. I have washed them all, just wash your hands and eat them."
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The temptation of delicious food and beautiful women reduced Fang Yan's enthusiasm for the beautiful small courtyard inside the school that Lu Chaoge lent him.
Student Fang Yan was in great pain and was very conflicted.
In terms of living environment, there is a world of difference between Lu Chaoge's courtyard and the small house he is currently renting from Mrs. Li.
But if Fang Yan moved in, who would prepare sweet and sour pork tenderloin, braised prawns, pork belly, stewed radish, steamed oysters, winter melon, and sea cucumber soup for him every day? Who would prepare apples, oranges, bananas, grapes, durian, and dragon fruit for him every day
Accommodation? Food
We ordinary people often talk about "food, clothing, housing and transportation". That is to say, subconsciously, we think that wearing clothes and eating come before housing and transportation.
It was also for this reason that Fang Yan never told Mrs. Li that he wanted to cancel the lease.
Therefore, while enjoying Mrs. Li's attentive service, you must also assume corresponding responsibilities.
Jiang Qin looked bright and charming under the light. Because she had just taken a shower, her black hair was scattered on her shoulders, which added some feminine flavor to her. She was young and innocent, with a fresh milky fragrance on her body, which made people feel relaxed and happy.
Wearing cartoon pajamas of Papa Toretto, chest-----bah, what chest are you talking about
Fang Yan fixed his eyes on Jiang Qin's sleepy face and said, "Let me tell you a joke."
Jiang Qin perked up a little, resting his chin on his arm on the table, and asked lazily, "What joke?"
"I saw it on my phone," Fang Yan said with a smile. "A few years ago, she abandoned me and married a country bumpkin who drove a Passat. I secretly made up my mind to repay her for the humiliation she suffered. A few years later, when I appeared in front of her in a Mercedes, she was surprised and invited me to her house for a visit."
Jiang Qin's mind was completely absorbed by Fang Yan's story, and he stared at him with his big eyes without blinking.
Is this an inspirational story about a loser who was abandoned by his goddess, then worked hard and finally succeeded
"Do you regret it now? What were you doing before? Of course, I rejected her decisively because I had to go to the company to pick up my boss after get off work----" Fang Yan continued.
"a ha ha ha-----"
Jiang Qin laughed loudly, his limp body swaying back and forth.
"It's so funny. How can this person be so mean? Teacher Fang, I think he looks like you, hahahaha-----"
Fang Yan also laughed, but after laughing for a while he couldn't laugh anymore.
What do you mean by this person is so mean? Teacher Fang, I think he is very similar to you? What's mean about me? I have been influenced by poetry and Chinese culture since I was a child. I use medicinal herbs to polish my body and Tai Chi to strengthen my muscles and bones. I am the descendant of Fang's Tai Chi. Don't you find a kind of temperament called immortal style in me
"How am I cheap? If you don't respect me anymore, I won't tutor you." Fang Yan said angrily.
"If you don't tutor me, my mother won't make delicious food for you." Jiang Qin was still smiling, his nose and eyes squeezed together, looking both cute and funny.
Fang Yan was furious. How dare you threaten me
"Girl, let me make it clear to you, I'm not tutoring you because your mom made delicious food for me----"
"So you're going to eat out by yourself tomorrow?"
"-----Let's continue with our tutorial." Fang Yan said. "This joke is funny, right? But have you ever thought that if you change just one word in this joke, it will become a very warm and romantic love story."
Jiang Qin's eyes widened and he asked, "Is this still possible?"
"Try changing it." Fang Yan laughed. "See if you can find the word that needs to be changed."
Jiang Qin habitually bit the pen in his mouth, thinking seriously with his little face.
"Changing one word will turn it into a warm and romantic love story?" the little girl muttered. "Which word should be changed?"
Fang Yan looked at her with a smile, waiting for her answer.
Jiang Qin was obviously not a very patient person and gave up after three or five minutes.
She threw the saliva-stained pencil on the table and said irritably, "I'm so annoyed. I can't think of -- which word should I change?"
Fang Yan looked at her with a smile and said, "Every person has a soul, and every piece of text has thoughts. These words are alive, and they are a whole. You have to look for a mole from this whole. This mole is very small, but also very conspicuous. If you can calm down, you will definitely find it."
"I'm already very calm." The little girl said coquettishly. She kicked Fang Yan's calf with her bare feet under the table and said, "Teacher Fang, please tell me quickly. I'm really curious."
"If we change 'boss' to 'wife', just by changing a word or an identity, wouldn't the meaning of the story be completely different?"
"Ah?" The little girl screamed. She had never thought that the change would be so simple.
However, after the change, the soul of the story immediately underwent a subversive change.
In the previous story, the male protagonist was a loser, but still failed to make a comeback. After changing one word, the male protagonist not only proved his ability in society, but also remained loyal to his wife. The "ex-girlfriend" lost a potential dark horse who was serious and responsible about relationships.
"Think about it seriously." Fang Yan said.
Jiang Qin nodded in agreement and lay on the table in silence.
Fang Yan ignored him and read the "Tea Classic" with great interest.
"I have a picture in my mind." Jiang Qin said aloud.
"What?"
"The picture of that man and his ex-girlfriend. The picture of that man and his current wife - he is such a good man." Jiang Qin said.
"same as me?"
"Unlike you."
"You're disrespecting me again."
"My mother respects you, isn't that enough?"
"------"
"Teacher Fang----" Jiang Qin looked at Fang Yan with sparkling eyes.
"What do you want to say?"
"I know what you mean." The girl smiled proudly, her smile sweet and gentle.
"I'm glad you understand." Fang Yan also smiled. "Every paragraph of text has a vital point. If you can find its vital point, no problem will be able to stump you anymore."
"Life too." Jiang Qin chuckled.
“This is too big.”
"If you know one thing, you know everything. You are so stupid." Jiang Qin said coquettishly.
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Fang Yan took the bus to school early in the morning and found that the school gate was crowded with people. A large number of students gathered together, pointing and chattering about something. He had no idea what was going on.
Fang Yan quickly ran towards the crowd, grabbed a boy's uniform and asked, "Classmate, what happened?"
The boy turned around unhappily and said, "Come on, can't you see it yourself?"
"It's blocked in front, I can't see."
"What you see is none of my business?" the boy said and turned away.
"Students nowadays don't know how to respect their teachers." Fang Yan thought angrily in his heart. He patted the boy's shoulder again. The boy turned around angrily and found that the annoying guy was looking at him with a smile.
"Classmate, what happened in front?"
"are you crazy?"
"I have a card." Fang Yan held the Suzaku Middle School teacher's ID in his hand and shook it in front of the boy's eyes.
"Fang Yan----Teacher?"
"Call me teacher or Mr. Fang." Fang Yan said with a straight face. "The class is about to start. Why are you crowding at the school gate? Why don't you hurry back to the classroom and get ready? -- What happened in front?"
"Teacher Fang---someone is looking for you."
"Find me?"
"Yes. They said you beat someone up." The boy stammered. Zheng Guodong and his leaders' children may not take Fang Yan seriously, but if an ordinary student insults a teacher in person, the consequences will be very serious. The boy was really scared.
"I hit someone?" Fang Yan was stunned for a moment, then laughed: "How could I not hit someone?"
Fang Yan is a Tai Chi master, and he practices with his fellow apprentices every day at home. How can a competition not hurt people
He not only beat people, but also got beaten. The knowledge he learned was very comprehensive.
"------" The boy became even more scared and wanted to hide as far away as possible.
"Teacher Fang----Teacher Fang-----" Someone was pulling Fang Yan's clothes from behind.
Fang Yan turned around and saw the bald security guard looking at him anxiously. He said, "Teacher Fang, you're here. These people have been blocking the school gate for more than half an hour. We can't get rid of them. Talk, talk, talk---"
The bald man paused for a long time before finally saying, "Blood debts must be paid with blood."
"Blood debt must be paid with blood? Whoever took someone's blood should return it."
"They said you took it," said the bald man.
"How did I take their blood?" Fang Yan laughed. "I don't even know them."
"You know him." The bald man said. "They came to find you. They even put up a banner saying that debts must be paid and murders must be paid. And there are reporters interviewing them."
"Baldy, clear the way." Fang Yan shouted.
"Why-----"
The bald man agreed and shouted "Make way, let the security department handle the work" while leading Fang Yan to fight his way through the crowd.
Seeing the person surrounded by the crowd in the middle, Fang Yan suddenly laughed.
He actually knew these people, they were Brother Wolf and his gang.
Last time, Brother Wolf brought people to block Fang Yan, but was scared back by Fang Yan.
Why did they come here again this time
Brother Wolf was not there, but a few of his henchmen were holding up a large red banner that read: Violent teachers beat people, debts must be paid, and murderers must pay with their lives.
There was a stretcher on the ground, and on it lay a little yellow-haired kid.
The little yellow-haired boy's head was wrapped in gauze like a mummy, and blood was still oozing out of the gauze. His face was covered in blood and he looked horrible. He was not going to survive for long.
Fang Yan was angry.
He strode forward, snatched the banner and threw it on the ground, cursing: "I can tolerate your retaliation, but I cannot tolerate you writing typos on the banner."
He squatted down, touched the blood on the little yellow-haired boy's face with his fingers, and added a radical next to the word "味" in "杀杀味命".
"Kill someone and you'll pay with your life." Fang Yan said seriously to the little yellow-haired boy.
(PS: 1. Praising Lao Liu for his good writing or criticizing his bad writing is a form of support for Lao Liu. Of course, the prerequisite is to tell me your thoughts.
2. It is said that Yunyun used my name and Magician's account to create an April Fools' Day game with 10 updates yesterday? After hearing about this, my mouth shape was like this: -o-.
3. Ten days after publishing the book last month, you still helped Lao Liu get the first place in monthly tickets. Lao Liu is really grateful. A new January, a new beginning, all the red tickets and monthly tickets can be given to Lao Liu... (To be continued)