Every time Fang Yan comes back, he will be warmly received by Mrs. Li.
"Teacher Fang is back?"
"Are you hungry, Teacher Fang? I made your favorite salt and pepper pork ribs today----"
"Teacher Fang, come and eat some fruit. I saw that today's grapes were very fresh at the market, so I bought a few kilograms----I washed them all. Just wash your hands and eat them-----"
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The temptation of delicious food and beautiful women made Fang Yan less enthusiastic about the beautiful courtyard inside the school that Lu Chaoge lent him.
Classmate Fang Yan was in pain and confused.
In terms of living environment, the small courtyard where Lu Chaoge lives is completely different from the small house where he currently rents Aunt Li.
However, if Fang Yan moves in, who will make him sweet and sour pork belly, stewed prawns, pork belly, stewed radish, steamed oysters, winter melon and sea white soup every day? Who prepares apples, oranges, bananas, grapes, durian, and dragon fruit for him every day
live? Food
We ordinary people often talk about "food, clothing, housing and transportation". In other words, subconsciously, we think that clothing and food come before housing and transportation.
It is precisely for this reason that Fang Yan never opened his mouth to tell Sister-in-law Li that he wanted to quit the lease.
Therefore, while enjoying Mrs. Li's attentive service, she must also bear corresponding responsibilities.
Jiang Qin looked bright and lovely under the light. Because she had just taken a shower, her black hair was spread around her shoulders, giving her a little bit of a feminine look. She is young and childish, with a fresh and milky fragrance on her body, which makes people feel relaxed and happy.
Wearing the cartoon pajamas of a loud-mouthed monkey, the chest ----- bah bah, what about the chest.
Fang Yan put his eyes on Jiang Qin's sleepy little face and said, "Let me tell you a joke."
Jiang Qin regained his energy a little, knocked his chin on his arm lying on the table, and asked in a lazy voice: "What joke?"
"I saw it on my phone." Fang Yan said with a smile. "A few years ago, she abandoned me and married a bumpkin who drove a Passat. I secretly made up my mind to return the humiliation I suffered now to her in the future. A few years later, when I appeared in front of her in a Mercedes-Benz At that time, she looked surprised and even invited me to come and sit at her house."
Jiang Qin's mind was completely attracted by Fang Yan's story, and he looked at him unblinkingly with his big eyes.
Is this an inspirational story about a virgin who was abandoned by a goddess and then worked hard to become successful
"Do you regret it now? What did you do earlier? Of course, I rejected her decisively because I had to go to the company to pick up my boss from get off work----" Fang Yan continued.
"a ha ha ha-----"
Jiang Qin laughed, his limp body leaning forward and back.
"It's so funny. Why is this person so mean----Teacher Fang, I think he looks like you, hahaha-----"
Fang Yan also laughed, but he stopped laughing.
What does it mean that this person is so mean, Teacher Fang? I think he looks a lot like you? Where am I cheap? I have been influenced by poetry, calligraphy and Chinese studies since I was a child. I have polished my body with medicinal materials, and tempered my muscles and bones with Tai Chi. I am the descendant of Fang Family Tai Chi. Haven't you discovered a kind of temperament in me called Immortal Wind Dao Bone
"Why am I so mean? If you don't respect me again, I won't give you tutoring." Fang Yan said angrily.
"If you don't give me tutoring, my mother won't make delicious food for you." Jiang Qin was still laughing, 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 am not tutoring you because your mother makes delicious food for me----"
"Then you will eat out by yourself tomorrow?"
"-----Let's continue tutoring." Fang Yan said. "This joke is funny, right? But, have you ever thought that as long as you change one word in this joke, it will be a very warm and romantic love story."
Jiang Qin's eyes widened and he said, "Is this still possible?"
"You try it instead." Fang Yan laughed. "See if you can find the word that needs to be changed."
Jiang Qin habitually bit the penholder in his mouth, thinking seriously on his face.
"Change one word and it becomes a warm and romantic love story?" the little girl muttered. "Which word should I change?"
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 to five minutes.
She threw the drool-stained pencil on the table and said irritably: "I'm so annoyed, I can't figure it out——Which word should I change?"
Fang Yan looked at her with a smile and said: "Everyone has a soul, and every piece of text has thoughts. These words are living, they are a whole. You have to look for a mole from this whole - -This mole is very small, but it is also very conspicuous. If you can calm down, you will definitely find it."
"I'm already very meditative." The little girl said coquettishly. She kicked Fang Yan's calf with her naked little feet from under the table and said, "Teacher Fang, tell me quickly. I'm really curious."
"If 'boss' is changed to 'wife', just by changing a word and an identity, will the meaning of the story be completely different?"
"Ah?" the little girl screamed. She never thought that the change would be so simple.
However, after the changes, the soul of the story immediately underwent subversive changes.
In the previous story, the male protagonist was Sisi, but he still failed to counterattack successfully. After changing one word, the male protagonist not only proved his ability in society, but also remained loyal to his wife. That 'ex-girlfriend' lost a potential dark horse who was serious and responsible about relationships.
"Think about it carefully." Fang Yan said.
Jiang Qin nodded in agreement and lay on the table in silence.
Fang Yan ignored it and read the "Tea Classic" alone with gusto.
"I have pictures in my mind." Jiang Qin said aloud.
"What?"
"The scene of that man and his ex-girlfriend. The scene of that man and his current wife - he is really a good man." Jiang Qin said.
"same as me?"
"Not the same as you."
"You disrespect me again."
"Isn't it enough that my mother respects you?"
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"Teacher Fang----" Jiang Qin looked at Fang Yan with bright eyes.
"What do you want to say?"
"I understand what you mean." The girl smiled proudly, her smile sweet and soft.
"Just understand." Fang Yan also smiled. "Every piece of text has a destiny. If you can find its destiny, there will no longer be any problem that can stump you."
"So is life." Jiang Qin chuckled.
"This is too big."
"If you know one thing, you know everything. You are so stupid." Jiang Qin said in a coquettish tone.
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Fang Yan rushed to school by bus early in the morning and found that the school entrance was crowded. Students gathered in large numbers, pointing and talking, not knowing what was going on.
Fang Yan quickly ran towards the crowd, grabbed a boy's school uniform and asked, "Classmate, what happened?"
The boy turned around unhappily and said, "Please, don't you know how to read it yourself?"
"It's blocked in front, so I can't see it."
"You don't see what's none of my business?" The boy said and turned around.
"Today's students 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 annoying guy looking at him with a smile.
"Classmate, what happened earlier?"
"are you crazy?"
"I have a card." Fang Yan held the Zhuque Middle School teacher's ID card in his hand and waved it in front of the boy's eyes.
"Fang Yan----Teacher?"
"Call me teacher or Teacher Fang." Fang Yan said with a straight face. "Class is about to start. What are you doing crowded 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 hit someone." The boy stammered. The leadership disciples of Zheng Guodong may not take the teacher Fang Yan seriously, but if ordinary students insult the teacher in person like this, the consequences will still be very serious. The boy is really scared now.
"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 practices with his brothers every day at home. How can a competition be harmless
Not only did he hit people, he was also hit by them. The knowledge learned is comprehensive.
"------" The boy became even more frightened and wanted to hide away.
"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 with a bald head, and said, "Teacher Fang, you are here. These people have been blocking the school entrance for more than half an hour. They can't be driven away even if they are rushed." Tell me, tell me---"
The bald man was stuck for a long time, and finally said the next sentence: "It said that the debt must be paid with blood."
"Blood debt must be paid with blood? Whoever takes someone else's blood must return the blood."
"They said you took it," Baldy said.
"Why did I take their blood?" Fang Yan laughed. "I don't know them."
"You know him," said the bald man. "They just came to find you - they even held banners saying that debts must be repaid, and people must be killed to pay for their lives. And - there are still reporters interviewing them."
"Bald man, open the way." Fang Yan shouted.
"Why-----"
The bald man agreed and shouted, "Let the security department handle the work." He led Fang Yan to fight his way out of the crowd.
Seeing the person in the middle surrounded by the crowd, Fang Yan suddenly became happy.
He really knew these people, they were Brother Lang and his group.
Last time Brother Lang brought people to block Fang Yan, but Fang Yan scared him back.
Why did they come here again this time
Brother Lang was not here, but a few of his team members were holding large red banners that read: Violent teachers beat people, pay debts, kill people and take their own lives.
There was a stretcher on the ground, and a little yellow guy was lying on the stretcher.
Xiao Huangmao's head was wrapped in gauze like a mummy, and blood was still seeping out of the gauze. His face was covered in blood, and he looked miserable. His life was short-lived.
Fang Yan was angry.
He strode forward, grabbed the banner, threw it on the ground, and cursed, "I can tolerate your retaliation, but I can't tolerate you writing typos on the banner."
He squatted down, dipped his fingers into the "blood" on Xiao Huangmao's face, and added a radical next to the word "taste" in "kill people and taste their lives".
"Kill a man to pay for his life." Fang Yan said to Xiao Huangmao seriously.
(ps: 1. Praising Lao Liu for his good writing or saying that Lao Liu's writing is not good is a kind of support for Lao Liu. Of course, the premise is to tell me what you think.
2. It is said that this girl used my magician account to play an 'April Fool's Day Game' in my name 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 votes. Lao Liu was really grateful in his heart. It’s a new month, a new beginning. Those who have red tickets and monthly passes should be thrown to Lao Liu. . . )