There is a teahouse built next to Queqiao and facing the river, named Quehe Teahouse. Some teachers who like that kind of atmosphere like to go there to have a cup of tea and take a look at the river view when they don't have classes. Students from well-off families also like to go there to lament the passage of time as the flowers bloom and fade, and they may be inspired to write a good poem or article.
Fang Yan was stunned for a moment, put the tea cup in his lap, and said, "There is no need to rest. He went to the back garden to have a look."
Fang Yan walked out of the security booth and looked towards the backyard of the school. This is the student dormitory area, where some naughty students smoke, play cards and even gather in groups to fight. This has always been the focus of the security department's strict protection. If you want to allow boys to sneak into the girls' dormitory or allow girls to sneak into the boys' dormitory, that would be a big deal. That is definitely not allowed by the school.
"Really gone?" The bald man stared at Fang Yan's retreating back, his face full of confusion and disbelief. He was just talking, why did Fang Yan really listen to him
Could it be that his captain is really very intimidating
"I'm really gone." Zheng Qiang also found that kind of behavior difficult to understand. "Why didn't he lose his temper?"
The bald man kicked Zheng Qiang in the butt and cursed: "You brat, I'm waiting for him to lose his temper when he makes a mistake? If he yells at him, we won't get any good results."
"He doesn't dare." Zheng Qiang patted his chest to express his loyalty. "He asked if he dared to offend the director and I lost his temper. He was the first to fall out with him - wow, that feeling was so good. Didn't we know that he was almost going crazy from holding back the pressure just now?"
"No. He's addicted to smoking. He even wants to find a place to smoke a cigarette secretly-"
"I really want to smoke? He didn't even dare to say anything - he walked over there with the tea cup, just like his own grandfather -"
"I have to report him when he goes to the toilet to pee, for fear that he will think he is lazy and has gone to sleep somewhere -" -
Everyone complained to Bald Man one after another. Because Fang Yan was so majestic, it was really painful for them to follow him around.
"Next year he will take the initiative to inspect the backyard. What will happen tomorrow? What will happen the day after tomorrow?" Zheng Qiang asked the key to the problem. "We can't send him to the backyard for duty every day, right?"
"No. If he doesn't leave, will we have a good confinement in the future?"
"Director, let me discuss with him - let the old man receive magical powers, right? What a good little red face - if you don't become a good teacher, how can you be a security guard? How good is it to be a teacher? The salary is high and the benefits are good. You can take four days off a year. Months—he asked if he didn’t have a diploma, and he also wanted to be a teacher.”
Bald Man was also worried about that issue. They were afraid of Fang Yan, and he was also afraid of Fang Yan. Bu Naozui comforted his subordinates and said: "We don't have to worry about that problem. What kind of person is he? How can he really be a security guard like us brothers all his life? Is he a best among men? A man that even School Director Lu and Principal Zhong value - don't worry, he won't last long. He might leave in a few days."
Everyone felt that Bald Man was right. How could a young hero like Fang Yan be a security guard for the rest of his life
When I think about it, everyone's mood immediately becomes happy.
The bald man thought of his majestic appearance in front of Fang Yan just now, and felt secretly happy. He waved his legs and said, "Brothers, the Little Sheep Hotpot at the door after Dongban - he's treating us."
"Long live the Director." Everyone shouted.
Zhuque Middle School, Fang Yan was very familiar with that school. Now I feel a little strange when I walk around.
The previous basketball court has been heavily renovated, and the four east and west courts have been integrated into one, turning it into a dedicated basketball area. The embroidered chairs in the football field have been removed and replaced with soft elastic cement. The students just walked on the concrete floor to watch the game, no chairs were prepared.
In the past, the activity venues of various clubs were all dispersed. For example, the literature club was in a lecture theater in the teaching building, the English corner was next to the fountain and showed English movies, and the Taekwondo club and the tea ceremony club were independent of each other. Now the school has specially allocated a piece of land to build a building called "Suzaku Building", which is used for library collection and various club activities. Each club has a fixed venue for activities.
Even the tree-lined path to the east of Fang Yan's feet, which he has walked hundreds of times, has also changed. The low grass has grown taller, the railings on both sides have been reinforced, and the strong sycamore trees seem to be older -
In three years, a lot of things can happen.
He has spent three years reflecting on it, so Huacheng will be regarded as a new beginning for him.
The Flower City is the origin of everything and the origin of tragedy.
If he didn't come to Huacheng, if he didn't encounter those things, if he would quietly be a teacher, if -
In that case, would his father not have to die in the war
The strong feeling of guilt came over me again, surging and violent. It almost overturns the embankment of people's minds.
"Come on, everyone." Fang Yan clenched his fists and said. His eyes were filled with red blood, and it looked like his dark pupils were soaked in blood. The eyes were like those of a wolf and a dog, like a murderous evil ghost crawling out of hell. "Let them fight to the death again."
Affected by his violent energy, Tai Chi's heart spins crazily, and the Tai Chi domain naturally expands.
The energy of Tai Chi's heart was released, and the withered yellow leaves on the ground were rolled up. Countless fallen leaves are like countless butterflies, they are flying in the east, gathering towards the eye of the storm. At first it turned into a circular dragon with dead leaves that seemed to have life.
The fallen leaf dragon flew around Fang Yan's body, baring its teeth and claws, as if it was begging to devour the man in front of it.
"Huh-" Fang Yan used Qingxin Jue to forcefully suppress the violent energy in Dong's heart.
boom-
The long dragon of fallen leaves exploded, shattering the ground. Fallen leaves were scattered everywhere, rustling when blown by the wind.
Fang Yan breathed a long sigh of relief.
The hostility outside the body is gathering more and more, becoming heavier and heavier. That's not a good sign. Even the pure and innocent Tai Chi heart started to feel like it was uncontrollably collapsing when it was contaminated with that kind of thing.
Fang Yan is very worried. He is worried that one day the heart of Tai Chi will no longer be under his control. In other words, the Tai Chi Heart will activate its rotation only when you use violence or feel violent - in that case, don't you want to become a monster
"Don't be anxious." Fang Yancuo said to himself: "They will come. They will definitely come. He feels their presence."
Fang Yan thought seriously and walked towards the original goal.
Deep in the flowers, a beautiful girl stared at the scene in front of her with wide eyes.
She walked to where Fang Yan was standing just now and looked at the dead leaves on the ground that had been blown into small pieces, with doubts and inquiry in her eyes.
"What kind of man is he?" the girl murmured to herself.
Three years ago, Fang Yan was a man of the hour in Zhuque Middle School.
Three years later, Suzaku's students left one after another, and there were only a few students who knew him.
It is now the students' lunch break, and there will be another half an hour before class begins. The students are not sleepy and are gathering in groups, chatting and laughing noisily.
Many freshmen have received training uniforms for military training to try on, and are planning to participate in freshmen military training starting tomorrow.
Fang Yan, dressed in a red shirt, walked among the crowd, naturally attracting the attention of countless students.
Many people pointed at him wrongly, thinking that this guy was really a very strange person.
There was a tall boy smoking cigarettes for the classmates around him. After Fang Yan saw it, he walked over and said, "He doesn't blame me for smoking because he knows he can't stop it. But no, can I change to an open place?" Standing at the door of the dormitory can easily cause a fire."
The tall boy lit the cigarette in his lap, held it in his mouth and took a puff. He sneered and said, "Who am I? Do you care?"
Fang Yan smiled, and the cigarette in the tall man's mouth went into Fang Yan's legs.
The tall boy didn't see Fang Yan's movements clearly, and didn't even notice that he had moved his legs. Can you tell me why the cigarette got into Fang Yan's leg
The tall boy stretched out his legs to grab it. He had already taken a fancy to Fang Yan's legs and arms, but failed after he stretched out his legs.
He tried again, but failed again.
Young people are prone to mania. He was ashamed and annoyed. He stretched out his legs and patted Fang Yan on the chest.
Fang Yan's leg twitched back, and the fist he stretched out was punched back. The legs and arms were hanging eastward, and the palms of the legs were shaking constantly. Fang Yan's fist became red and swollen when he touched it lightly.
The tall boy didn't dare to move anymore, so he looked at Fang Yan with a gentle smile with fearful eyes.
Fang Yan gently rubbed his two legs and fingers and put out the burning cigarette. With a flick of his leg fingers, the cigarette butt flew into the trash can not far away.
Ignoring the boys who looked at him in surprise, Fang Yan smiled and said, "That's my first time."
"Where's Dong Yi?" A boy asked in a desperate voice.
"Not once." Fang Yan said in a stern tone.
Some people say, please allow young people to make mistakes.
I didn’t think so about arthritis before.
But no, some mistakes can be made once in a lifetime. Just once, it was already painful to the bones.
When Fang Yan was inspecting the back garden, Zheng Qiang from the security office ran over sweating profusely.
"Teacher Fang - Teacher Fang -" Zheng Qiang shouted breathlessly: "Those gangsters are here, and they are looking for trouble with Director Cai -"
Fang Yan frowned and said, "Let him go and have a look."
Fang Yan followed Zheng Qiang. When the two hurried back to the security booth at the school gate, they found a group of people making trouble at the security booth.
The bald man and another security guard on duty used their bodies to block the entrance of the school, preventing those men with fierce expressions from entering the school gate.
Fang Yan glanced at the crowd on the wrong side and was stunned for a moment when he spotted an acquaintance.