The Blind Date Went To the Wrong Room, But Was Confessed By the Other Party

A whole class was ignored. Since these guys didn't listen, Fang Zheng simply let them go to self-study.

Just when he left the classroom, Shang Dongfang suddenly ran out of the classroom covering his mouth for some reason. He almost bumped into Fang Zheng in the middle, and the boy strode straight to the toilet at the end of the corridor.

While running, some yellow liquid overflowed from his mouth. Fang Zheng 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 black tea fell to the ground.

The liquid flowed all over the place, and the students around the bottle pinched their noses in disgust.

"What happened to Shang Dongfang?"

No one in the classroom answered, Fang Zheng glanced at Li Yukun and Ding Peng, the most piercing people in the class, but both of them were still pretending to be asleep.

There was no other way, he had to go to the toilet by himself and wait for Shang Dongfang to rinse his mouth and come out, expecting to ask something from his mouth.

As a result, before he could speak, Shang Dongfang saw that Fang was waiting for him, so he hurriedly said "Hello Mr. Fang" and went back quickly. The boy's eyes were a little red.

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

"Dongfang, you can tell the teacher anything you want."

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

When I go back to the office, the dean is often absent. Every time Fang Zheng comes back, there is basically only a female teacher with a ponytail handling the lesson plans.

This female teacher is also the teacher of Grade 3 and Class 4. The English teacher is the female teacher who saw Fang Zheng being bitten by a snake and planned to call the infirmary.

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

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

Fang Zheng sat slumped in the chair: "No one is listening to the class, so what else is there to talk about? I might as well come back and rest."

The female teacher put down the lesson plan, 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 the third grade and the fourth class, these children have become more honest!"

She pursed her lips: "Although I don't listen in class, I still don't listen, but at least there are people who don't do anything down there like before. We teachers can at least give a good lecture on it! This proves that your teaching method is still very good!"

Fang Zheng frowned, thinking that this is progress? It seems to be considered, but the students do not listen to the class, from playing to sleeping, the essence seems to have no substantial change.

It's okay not to study anyway..

The female teacher saw that Fang Zheng had been staring at her, her face suddenly turned red, she turned her head to the desk, and continued to revise the lesson plan test paper.

He said in a low voice, "Then you can take a break, and I'll deal with the test paper again."

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

"That... Mr. Yang? I have something I want to ask you. How much do you know about Shang Dongfang from Class 4?"

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

Fang Zheng snorted: "It's him. Does he usually have a bad relationship with his classmates at school?"

Teacher Yang shook his head: "I don't know, I feel that the students in Class 4 are in a mess, and the other teachers don't go to class very much, so no one cares too much about this class."

That's right, the death class itself is the worst class in Tulip Middle School. The teachers don't dare to go there. How could anyone care about a student.

"I see, thank you."

Fangzheng saw the portfolio on the table and found Shang Dongfang's file from the student's data. This boy's family is quite simple, the only child, the general school student, that is, the student who can go home at night.

The academic performance is poor, and nothing special can be noticed from the data alone.

There were four classes in the morning. After class, it was the first time that Fangzheng ate in the school cafeteria, as a teacher who also worked in the same office.

Teacher Yang naturally invited Fang Zheng to have lunch together, but 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 bites, Fang Zheng couldn't take it anymore.

Looking up, I saw Mr. Yang who was sitting down just now: "Mr. Yang, I have something to do. You can eat slowly here."

The female teacher looked puzzled: "Mr. Fang, are you not eating?"

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

Fangzheng found the students in his class with a vegetable plate and asked them if they had seen Shang Dongfang after class. All the classmates shook their heads.

No way, he can only find it by himself. The school stipulates that all students are not allowed to leave the school at noon, but Shang Dongfang didn't eat in the cafeteria, where can he go?

Fang Zheng first went to the classroom to look around, but there was none, and then went to the school toilet to look around and found 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 south side playground.

Fang Zheng had a bad premonition in his heart and ran to the south playground.

Sure enough, before he got to the playground, Fang Zheng saw a group of boys and girls getting together and making noise from a distance.

"Oh! What are you doing!"

Fangzheng shouted, and a group of people turned around to see Fangzheng, and immediately panicked. There were students from Class 4 and other classes, but Ding Peng didn't seem to be there.

After the crowd dispersed, Shang Dongfang stood up from the crowd, as if lifting his pants, he was too frightened to move.

Fang Zheng walked over and saw that he wasn't injured much.

"What's wrong?"

Shang Dongfang wiped away tears and snorted, but still didn't say anything after muttering.

Fang Zheng simply said: "Have you been beaten?"

Shang Dongfang shook his head: "No."

Fang Zheng was helpless and patted Shang Dongfang's shoulder: "Have you eaten yet? Teacher accompany you to the cafeteria first?"

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

After speaking, he walked slowly towards the teaching building, Fang Zheng couldn't help but say: "Dongfang, tell the teacher if there is anything, and I will help you. Also, when you grow up, you need to know how to fight back, understand?"

Shang Dongfang stopped, but the stone in his heart still stopped the urge to talk.

There was another Chinese class in the afternoon. Needless to say, in the classroom, it was so soft again. Fang Zheng was too lazy to continue his lectures, and his eyes only deliberately stared at Shang Dongfang under the classroom.

He's honest, doesn't like to talk, and wears dark clothes. Fang Zheng patted his forehead, but he couldn't think of a good solution.

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

Jiang Xiyao sent Fang Zheng the address of the new house, but she worked overtime at the company tonight, so she might not be able to go back until late.

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

Fangzheng: "Understood, pay attention to safety at night."

Fang Zheng looked at the address of the building and the password for the door lock. The boundary of the house Jiang Xiyao was looking for was at the center of the Jiang Group and Tulip Middle School.

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

Going back to the new home according to the address, I happened to find that there seems to be a small room next door and a new neighbor has moved in.

Fangzheng didn't care at first, but after entering the new home, he was amazed that a rich life is really good, a super building of 200 square meters.

The layout of the house seems to be changed according to the architectural style of Jiang Xiyao's house.