The blind date went to the wrong room, but was confessed by the other party

Jiang Xiyao saw Xiaomi running out in a panic, and thought of something, took out her landline phone and called the project manager:

"Hello, Manager Chen? It's me. Go and investigate her ex-husband about that client yesterday. Yes, start with her ex-husband first, and report to me anytime."

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In the classroom of Class [-], Grade [-], Tulip Middle School.

Yan Qingya, Li Yukun, and Ding Peng and Zhuge Hong sat around a table.

All four of them had frowns on their faces.

The root cause was that after they disassembled Fangzheng's electric car last night, the mysterious class teacher was picked up by Porsche in a fit of anger.

Ding Peng said: "This Fangzheng, Yang Yibiao checked again last night. According to the school's employment information, he is from an ordinary family, and this kid has just graduated. His interpersonal relationship is also very simple, and his resume is very ordinary."

Li Yukun said: "Then how do you explain what happened yesterday? Didn't you also see it?"

Yan Qingya let out a long sigh, and lay down on the table: "It seems that Teacher Fang made up the school information at will. He is not a fledgling who just graduated, and he is an ordinary family. He is just playing with us!"

Ding Peng said: "Then what should we do? Are we really just obediently listening to him and letting him be our head teacher?"

Although Zhuge Hong on the side didn't participate in the tracking of the three of them yesterday, he already understood it.

"Since you say that Teacher Fang's status is not ordinary, you can't be hard, we can only be soft."

The other three raised their spirits: "Soft? Why are you so soft?"

Zhuge Hong said: "If you don't listen to the class, the whole class will sleep on the table as soon as he comes. He can't let us all go out and stand for punishment! After a long time, he can't stand us! He will voluntarily resign or transfer jobs!" "

Ding Peng grinned: "Hey, this is a solution. Why didn't I think of such a simple idea? Why don't we just do it first? He comes to class, we just play! Just don't listen, I see him What can I do!"

The other three didn't think of any good ideas for the time being, and they all nodded.

So under the unanimous resistance of all the students in Class [-], Grade [-], since Fangzheng walked into the classroom today, the students in the classroom looked limp.

The one lying on the table, the one in a daze, and the one quietly drawing on the notebook.

Fangzheng lectured for three minutes, but no one listened.

The eagle's eye opened, showing that the students in the classroom did not bring any prohibited items.

Fangzheng threw the textbook on the desk, good guy, this is after releasing the snake, playing with the seduction, and dismantling the electric car, and found that it is too hard to be soft?

The key is that I can't do anything!

"Students are not energetic today? Didn't sleep well last night?"

The students in the class glanced at each other abruptly, but no one paid attention to Fang Zheng.

Fangzheng moved the stool to one side, stopped lecturing, and sat there and said, "Well, the teacher is not a rigid person, and we will guess riddles in the first half of today's class. If you are motivated, How about we continue the class in the second half of the class?"

There was still a dead silence in the classroom.

Fang Zheng was stunned in embarrassment, and went straight to the point: "Students, which woman had the smallest breasts in ancient times?!"

Ding Peng raised his hand suddenly, and said in a boring way: "I know, Princess Taiping!"

Fangzheng smiled and said, "No, next one!"

Yan Qingya asked doubtfully, "Zhenping?"

Fangzheng shook his head: "That's not right! It's Hua Mulan. As the saying goes, Grandpa has no older sons, and Mulan has no elder brothers! So she has no elder brothers."

There was silence in the classroom, followed by boos.

Yan Qingya said: "Teacher, you are so boring! Next week, the star sister Liu Yueyue will hold a concert in our province. If you invite our whole class to watch, we will all be refreshed."

Fangzheng said word by word: "A concert? What's so good about it? It's not as good as the teacher's singing. How about I sing it for you? It doesn't cost money."

Yan Qingya cut her voice, and looked back at Ding Peng: "Ding Peng, can't your father get tickets? How about you get us some tickets?"

"Really? I want Ding Peng too!"

"I want it too, I want it too!"

As soon as the class heard it, it immediately became lively, everyone went to ask for tickets, and there was no one who listened to Fangzheng's class.

Fangzheng sighed, folded his arms around his chest, "Quiet!"

Hearing this, the classroom was really quiet, but the atmosphere instantly changed to the limp look just now.

It seems that it is not enough for me to control this group of students, I have to make them obedient to me, but are all middle school students so difficult now?

I just want to be a good teacher!

Chapter 24 Shang Dongfang

After being ignored for a whole class, since these guys didn't listen, Fang Zheng simply let them go to self-study.

It's just that when leaving the classroom, Shang Dongfang suddenly ran out of the classroom covering his mouth for some reason, and almost bumped into Fang Zheng on the way. The boy rushed straight to the toilet at the end of the corridor.

While running, some yellow liquid overflowed from his mouth. Fangzheng squatted on the ground and moved his nose. There was a strange smell..

His heart sank suddenly, and he walked back to the classroom. The classroom was still as quiet as before, except that an opened bottle of iced tea fell on the ground.

The liquid flowed all over the floor, and the students around the bottle pinched their noses and looked disgusted.

"What happened to Shang Dongfang?"

No one answered in the classroom, Fangzheng glanced at Li Yukun and Ding Peng, who were the most irritating in the class, but they were still pretending to be asleep.

He had no choice but to go to the toilet by himself and wait for Shang Dongfang to come out after rinsing his mouth, hoping to get something out of his mouth.

But before he could speak, Shang Dongfang saw that Fang was waiting for him, so he hurriedly said "Hello, Teacher Fang" and hurried back, the boy's eyes were a little red.

Fangzheng sighed, it seems that the system should be talking about him.

"Dongfang, you can talk to the teacher about anything."

Shang Dongfang looked back at Fangzheng, hummed, and said nothing.

When I went back to the office, the dean was often absent, and every time Fangzheng came back, there was basically only a female teacher with ponytails handling the teaching cases.

This female teacher is also a teacher of Class [-], Grade [-]. The one who teaches English is the one who planned to call the infirmary when she saw Fangzheng bitten by a snake that day.

Seeing that Fangzheng came back at this time, the other party was a little puzzled:

"Teacher Fang, isn't get out of class over yet? Why did you come back early?"

Fangzheng sat on the chair slumped: "No one is listening to the class, what else are you talking about? I might as well come back and have a rest."

The female teacher put down her teaching case, put her hands together, and looked gentle: "How dare they not listen to your class? Teacher Fang, let me tell you, since you became the head teacher of Class [-], Grade [-], these children have become much more honest!"

She pursed her lips: "Although you don't listen to the class, at least you don't do anything down there like before. We teachers can at least give lectures on it! This proves that your teaching method is still very good!"

Fangzheng frowned, thinking this is progress?It seems to be counted, but the students don't attend the class, from playing around to sleeping, the essence seems to have no substantive change.

It's all right if you don't study.

Seeing Fang Zheng staring at her, the female teacher blushed suddenly, turned her head to the desk, and continued to revise the teaching papers.

Still whispering in his mouth; "Then you take a break, I will deal with the test papers again."

Fangzheng blinked, but his mind had already drifted to another place.

"That... Teacher Yang? I have something I want to ask you. How much do you know about Shang Dongfang from Class [-]?"

The female teacher surnamed Yang turned her head again: "Shang Dongfang? Is that the honest one?"

Fangzheng hummed: "That's him. Doesn't he usually have a bad relationship with his classmates at school?"

Teacher Yang shook his head: "I'm not sure, I feel that the students in Class [-] are in a mess, and other teachers don't go to class very much, so no one cares too much about this class."

Also, the death class itself is the worst class in Tulip Middle School. The teachers dare not go there. How could anyone care about a student.

"I see, thank you."

Fangzheng looked at the file bag on the table, and found Shang Dongfang's file from the student information. This boy's family is quite simple, an only child, a regular school student, that is, a student who can go home at night.

Poor academic performance, nothing special can be detected from the data alone.

There were four classes in the morning, and it was the first time for Fangzheng to eat in the school cafeteria after class, as a teacher who also works in the same office.

Teacher Yang naturally invited Fang Zheng to have lunch together, Fang Zheng did not refuse.

It's just that when the two walked to the cafeteria, Fang Zheng searched the cafeteria, but found no trace of Shang Dongfang.

After a few mouthfuls, Fangzheng couldn't eat any more.

Looking up, I saw Teacher Yang who had just ordered food and sat down: "Mr. Yang, I have something to go out for a while. You can eat slowly here."

The female teacher looked puzzled: "Mr. Fang, you don't want to eat anymore?"

"I'm not too hungry, let's go."

Fangzheng found the students in his class with the dishes, and asked them if they had seen Shang Dongfang after class, all the classmates shook their heads.

He had no choice but to find it by himself. The school stipulated that regular students were not allowed to leave school at noon, but Shang Dongfang didn't eat in the cafeteria. Where could he go?

Fangzheng first went to the classroom to look around, but found nothing, and then went to the school toilet to look around, but nothing.

I ran to the student dormitory at noon, and finally a student from the next class happened to meet him, saying that Ding Peng seemed to have called Shang Dongfang to the southern playground.

Fangzheng had a bad premonition in his heart, so he ran directly to the playground to the south.

Sure enough, before reaching the playground, Fang Zheng saw a group of boys and girls gathering together, making a lot of noise.

"Oh! What are you doing!"

Fangzheng yelled, and a group of people turned around and saw Fangzheng, and immediately dispersed in a panic. There were students from Class [-] and other classes, but Ding Peng didn't seem to be inside.

After the crowd scattered, Shang Dongfang stood up from the crowd, as if he was pulling up his pants, he was too scared to move.

Fangzheng walked over and saw that he was not seriously injured.

"what happened?"

Shang Dongfang wiped away his tears and sniffled his nose, but he still didn't say anything after muttering.

Fangzheng simply said straightforwardly: "Been beaten?"

Shang Dongfang shook his head: "No."

Fangzheng was helpless, and patted Shang Dongfang's shoulder: "Haven't you eaten yet? Teacher will accompany you to the cafeteria first?"

Shang Dongfang still shook his head, and said in a low voice, "No need, Teacher Fang, I'm not hungry."

After speaking, he walked slowly towards the teaching building. Fangzheng couldn't help but said, "Dongfang, if you have anything to tell the teacher, I will help you. Also, when you grow up, you should know how to fight back. Do you understand?"

Shang Dongfang stopped in his tracks, but the stone that suppressed his heart finally stopped the urge to talk.

There was another Chinese class in the afternoon, needless to say, in the classroom, there was such a limp look again, Fangzheng didn't bother to continue the lecture, and only stared at Shang Dongfang under the classroom.

He is honest, doesn't like to talk, and wears black clothes. Fangzheng patted his forehead, but he couldn't think of any good solution.

After class, Fangzheng received a call from Jiang Xiyao, saying that a new house had been found.

Jiang Xiyao sent Fangzheng the address of her new house, but she will be working overtime at the company tonight, so she may not be able to go back until very late.

Jiang Xiyao: "I asked the secretary to prepare some food in the room, you don't need to buy it."

Fangzheng: "Understood, be careful at night."

Fangzheng looked at the address of the building and the code of the door lock. The boundary of the house Jiang Xiyao was looking for was at the center of Jiang's Group and Tulip Middle School.

In other words, it is very close to the places where both of them work, which is considerate enough.

When I returned to my new home according to the address, I happened to find that there seemed to be a small room next door and new neighbors had moved in.

Fangzheng didn't pay attention at first, but after moving into his new home, he marveled at how good a rich life is, a super big house of [-] square meters.

The furnishings and layout of the house seem to have been modified according to the architectural style of Jiang Xiyao's house.

Chapter 25 Punch me

Four bedrooms and one living room, the room is bright and majestic when the lights are on.

There are still several packed lunches on the table in the living room. This should be the dinner that Jiang Xiyao asked the secretary to prepare for herself.

Fangzheng sat down on the sofa, opened the lunch box, and found the class group of Class [-], Grade [-].

Night is the easiest time for people to confide in others, and it is also the easiest time to break their defenses. If you don't seize this precious time, you will have no chance to make a move.

I found Shang Dongfang's WeChat and added it, but it was a pity that there was no agreement there.