Jiang Qin and Yuan Lin didn't understand what they were talking about, but they knew it must be something very bad because they found that Fang Yan's eyes were very lonely and his smile was very bitter.
"Teacher Fang, are you okay?" Jiang Qin asked with concern.
"I'm fine." Fang Yan smiled and shook his head. "I'm fine, right?"
"It's good that you're okay." Yuan Lin said. They were worried, but Fang Yan didn't want to tell them the truth, and they didn't know how to comfort them.
Fang Yan wanted to treat them to lunch, but the two girls refused.
They got up in the morning and had a lot of desserts in the hotel restaurant, and now they can't eat anything else.
Fang Yan sent them to the hotel entrance, and then the two girls went back to the room to pack their luggage and rush to the airport.
After Jiang Qin got off the car, he rushed over and hugged Fang Yan, saying, "Teacher Fang, always be happy."
After saying that, he turned and ran towards the magnificent hotel lobby.
Yuan Lin opened her arms to Fang Yan and said, "I want one too."
Fang Yan hugged Yuan Lin and said, "You two should be careful."
"Don't worry, Teacher Fang. We will take good care of ourselves." Yuan Lin said as if to assure.
After the two girls disappeared, Fang Yan drove away.
The phone in his pocket rang. Fang Yan glanced at the caller ID and saw that it was Lu Chaoge calling.
Fang Yan answered the phone and asked with a smile, "What's the matter?"
"Will you come back for lunch?" Lu Chaoge asked.
"On my way back." Fang Yan said. It was lunch time now, and there was nothing to do at school. He might as well go back and make lunch for Lu Chaoge.
"I understand." Lu Chaoge said.
After the call was hung up, Fang Yan was slightly stunned, then put the phone away.
When Fang Yan returned to Lu Chaoge's villa, Lu Chaoge was in the kitchen cutting vegetables and cooking. Fang Yan said she was on her way home, so she prepared lunch at home.
Fang Yan was shocked and said hurriedly: "Your hand is not healed yet, you can't touch water-----"
While speaking, he wanted to snatch the knife from Lu Chao Ge's hand.
Lu Chaoge turned around and smiled, saying, "It's not that precious, it will be fine----"
"ah-----"
Lu Chaoge let out a low cry. When she turned around, the knife in her hand had not stopped cutting vegetables and she accidentally cut her hand.
Fang Yan quickly walked over, took the kitchen knife away from her hand, and seeing the blood flowing out of her fingers, he frowned slightly and put her fingers into his mouth.
Lu Chaoge didn't expect Fang Yan to react like this. His body stiffened and his cheeks were as red as a ripe tomato.
A stream of sweet and fishy blood flowed into his mouth, and Fang Yan swallowed it into his stomach.
He took out Lu Chaoge's finger, looked at Lu Chaoge and said, "It's just a small cut, not a deep wound. Wait in the living room, I'll get some ointment to help you apply it."
"Okay." Lu Chaoge nodded and agreed, her voice as small as the buzz of a mosquito. It was really surprising that the career queen who was so energetic at work was so timid and cowardly in love.
Fang Yan quickly found the Golden Pupa Muscle Nourishing Powder that had not been used up, applied a layer of it on the wound on Lu Chaoge's finger, and then bandaged the injured finger with gauze.
After tying a beautiful bow, Fang Yan looked up at Lu Chaoge's pretty face and said, "The wound on your palm has not healed completely yet. Don't let this hand touch water. If your palm gets inflamed again, even the Golden Pupa Nourishing Muscle Powder won't be able to help you."
"I know. I wash the dishes with my other hand-----" Lu Chaoge explained.
"Then you always have to use both hands when cutting vegetables, right? What if the water stains on the vegetables or the knife get on your hands?" Fang Yan said angrily.
He put away the ointment, untied the apron from Lu Chaoge's neck and walked towards the kitchen, saying, "Tell me what you want to eat, and I'll make it----"
Fang Yan walked into the kitchen and found that Lu Chaoge had prepared only her favorite dishes. There was not a single dish she liked.
Fang Yan glanced at Lu Chaoge, took the kitchen knife and continued cutting vegetables.
Lu Chaoge walked in and saw Fang Yan's agile and skillful knife skills. He said embarrassedly: "I thought I could do it, but I didn't expect that my vegetable cutting skills are not as good as yours-----"
"I have been playing with swords since I was a child and have practiced for many years. How can you compare with me?" Fang Yan said with a smile: "I met Qianye Xun today."
"Um?"
Fang Yan recounted the entire incident and said, "I lost the game accidentally."
"It's not a loss." Lu Chaoge commented fairly, "We have gained a lot from Du Qing's help. Du Qing is an extremely smart person. He has been very low-key in recent years, but his influence is growing. With his help, we can better grasp all kinds of information in Huacheng. We are too weak in the intelligence network."
"I still lost." Fang Yan sighed. "Qianye Bingbu died in the battle, and the Japanese hate me. I have been immersed in Yanziwu for three years, and the Japanese's attention has finally shifted away. Now he is pushing me out again, pushing me in front of the Japanese, and there will be some unnecessary troubles. Moreover, Du Qing and his men are in an even more dangerous situation. While enjoying the help of others, they also have to bear the responsibility of protecting others. Now that we have formed an alliance with Du Qing, Du Qing and his men's troubles are also our troubles."
"Du Qing is quite strong. If he doesn't leave Huacheng, he will be able to protect himself." Lu Chaoge crossed his arms and thought. "But that opponent is too scary. He can make us so embarrassed with just one move. This time, his evil plan succeeded. What more dangerous means will he use next time? The enemy is in the dark, and we are in the light. It is really hard to guard against."
Fang Yan sneered and said, "Who said the enemy is in the dark and we are in the light? They are in the light just like us - at least, starting from today. As long as he stays in Huacheng, as long as he doesn't leave, their whereabouts will definitely be under our noses - Du Qing is not someone who can be easily messed with. He suffered such a big loss today, so he will naturally find a way to seek justice for his nephew - I believe in his ability and wisdom."
"You still have to be careful." Lu Chaoge stood behind Fang Yan, watching him hunch over and cut vegetables, feeling pity and heartache. This young man faced too strong an opponent, and what he had to bear was too heavy. She wanted to press her body against him, and wanted to reach out and hold him tightly in her arms.
She felt her breathing quicken, she could feel her heartbeat quicken, her body fragrance secreted more and more, even a fine layer of sweat flowed out.
She's wet!
The T-shirt inside the jacket and the pants underneath were all soaked with sweat from nervousness.
But she just didn't have the courage to take that step.
"I am such a timid woman." Lu Chaoge thought in annoyance in her heart.
Fang Yan sensed something was wrong with Lu Chaoge behind him, and his vegetable cutting movements slowed down, but he did not turn around.
A pile of dry wood and a raging fire. As long as one person takes the initiative and a tiny spark flies out, it will spread like wildfire and become uncontrollable.
Fang Yan cut the vegetables and said, "I'm going to cook. Go to the living room and watch TV for a while to avoid the fumes getting on you."
"Okay." Lu Chaoge said with a trembling voice. He quickly left the kitchen and headed towards the living room.
Deep love does not bring long life!
Fang Yan was quick and agile, and quickly prepared a sumptuous meal.
Lu Chaoge has the habit of taking a nap. After lunch, Lu Chaoge went upstairs to rest while Fang Yan cleaned up the dishes.
After finishing the housework, Fang Yan sat on the sofa for a while and decided to drive to school.
There was only Baldy on duty in the security booth. Fang Yan asked where the others had gone. Baldy said that the school's freshmen were undergoing military training, and the others were patrolling the school's playground to prevent any students from fainting from heat stroke or other emergencies from happening and there would be no urgent rescue.
Fang Yan filled his teacup with tea, held the cup and said, "In that case, I'll go to the playground."
"Go ahead." The bald man said with a smile, "Since you dealt with those hooligans, no hooligans dare to cause trouble at the gate of our school anymore. It's safe here, and nothing will happen----"
Although Fang Yan is no longer a teacher, he knows that Suzaku Middle School has recruited 16 classes this year, with 45 students in each class. There is no other way. As Suzaku Senior High School becomes more and more famous, more and more parents want to send their children here to study. Moreover, they really do not care about the cost to achieve this goal. If Zhong Deyi had not been strict, firmly guarded the academic performance, and refused personal recommendations, Suzaku would probably have recruited 100 classes.
No matter how poor you are, you must not be poor in education, and no matter how hard it is, you must not make your children suffer. This old man's words have been implemented most thoroughly in this society.
One class has one square formation, and sixteen classes have sixteen square formations. Of course, boys and girls are still separated during military training because of their different physical qualities and different training intensities.
The hardware facilities of Zhuque Middle School are quite good. There are two standard football fields and more than a dozen basketball courts, which are enough to accommodate the freshmen and the military training instructors drawn from the surrounding armed police forces.
The afternoon sun was extremely hot, and it burned painfully on people's faces.
Fang Yan is not afraid of the sun, but he doesn't like getting tanned by the sun, so he deliberately walks under the shade of trees.
"Why aren't you in military training? Which class are you from?" A sturdy voice shouted at Fang Yan. (To be continued)