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

"In this class, we will talk about "The Turtle Lives"!"

Fang Zheng took the chalk and wrote three big characters on the blackboard.

"The author, Cao Cao, was in the Eastern Han Dynasty. Although the tortoise had a long life, it still had its end. The snake rode through the fog and turned into ashes in the end! The old ji fuzes..

During the class, Fang Zheng was actually observing the group of students in the class, except for a couple of male classmates who were really uninterested.

Many male students, including Yang Yibiao and Shang Dongfang, had a good attitude in listening to the class.

The female classmates are better than the male students, and they hardly make any small gestures.

Just.. with one exception.

It was a girl with a shawl and long hair, sitting upright, with an extremely outstanding appearance. She was sitting by the window in the front row of the classroom.

When Fangzheng was lecturing, the girl didn't mean to listen to the class at all, and kept staring out the window not knowing what she wanted to write.

Fang Zheng looked at her like that and thought of Jiang Xiyao inexplicably, because apart from their different looks, the two have almost the same temperament!

Amazing, cool.

He was halfway through talking about the longevity of the tortoise, and looked down at the seating chart on the podium. Sure enough, the female classmate had Fang Zheng guessing it right.

It was in the morning that Yang Yibiao mentioned Yu Jing, the school flower of Tulip Middle School.

Fang Zheng stood up straight: "Student Yu Jing, Lao Ji Fuzheng, what are the last few sentences of ambition?"

Yu Jing stood up gracefully when she heard Fang Zheng calling her name. Almost all the male and female students in the class looked at the girl in unison.

Especially Ding Peng, who was already drowsy, raised a lot of energy and narrowed his eyes.

After Yu Jing stood up, she didn't even take the textbook: "The next sentence is that the martyrs are full of strength in their old age, and the period of growth and contraction is not only in the sky, but the happiness of nourishing happiness can lead to eternal life. Fortunately, there is even a song to express one's ambition."

Fangzheng nodded meaningfully: "Yes, does Yu Jing understand what this text means? What emotion is it mainly talking about?"

Yu Jing said coldly:

"When Cao Cao wrote these verses, he mainly expressed the truth that the human heart can conquer the sky. Although the tortoise has a long life, its lifespan has an end. If it is unhappy, it is not as comfortable as an old aspiring horse."

Fangzheng sighed in his heart, "Xueba, although these junior high school knowledge is not profound for me now, but if Fangzheng was fifteen or sixteen years old, how could he understand these truths at that time.

"Okay, sit down."

Yu Jing snorted, but before sitting down, Yu Jing said something inexplicable: "But although people look down on the unwilling tortoise, who can know what the tortoise thinks?"

After Fang Zheng heard this sentence, although he felt that there was something in the words, he still followed the words in class:

"Indeed, everyone has their own aspirations. Aside from the text, maybe the turtle itself wants to live in peace and stability. In reality, it may not be as comfortable as the Maxima."

Yu Jing's eyes suddenly brightened, staring at Fang Zheng strangely.

It's just that after Fang Zheng finished speaking, he immediately returned to the topic: "It's just that everyone has heard these words, don't let your thoughts fly so far during the exam, you must know that the exam is based on standard answers, and the grades during school are the first, okay. ! Continue to the next page!"

The bell ringing for the end of get out of class means that another day's work is over. Fangzheng's two Chinese classes are finished, and it happens to be the end of the fourth class.

The students of Grade 3 and Class 4 seemed to return to the atmosphere of the day they just came to the classroom after class, and they rushed out of the classroom noisily with their books on their backs.

It's just that the exception is still the exception. Yu Jing sits by the window, unhurriedly packing his schoolbag, as if he couldn't blend in with the atmosphere of the class at all.

When Yang Yibiao passed by the podium, he asked Fang Zheng curiously, "Mr. Fang,

Shall we fight together at night? I invite you to dinner! "

Fang Zheng glared at him: "Don't forget the bet with the principal. Recently, I should focus on studying first, understand?"

Yang Yibiao sighed and shrugged: "Okay, then I'm leaving, goodbye teacher!"

Fang Zheng waved his hand, and Shang Dongfang also said when he left the classroom that Mr. Fang would see you tomorrow, and Fang Zheng also waved his hand.

Soon there were only Fang Zheng and Yu Jing who were about to leave in the classroom. The girl stood up, with long bangs matching her somewhat tall figure.

It was really carved out of the same mold as Jiang Xiyao.

"Student Yu Jing, can the teacher ask you to discuss something?"

Yu Jing stopped when she passed the podium, turned her head to look at Fang Zheng: "Mr. Fang, just say something directly."

Fang Zheng smiled and said, "That's right, I just said in the class that in a month, our four classes must achieve an average score of 450. Yu Jing, you are the number one in our class, so I hope you I can help the teacher within this month."

Yu Jing frowned, her delicate eyes seemed to be thinking seriously: "How do you want me to help?"

Fangzheng said: "Don't be too troublesome. Tomorrow, I'll change your seat and let you sit with Yang Yibiao. You help him with his homework, and he is in charge of managing the class. Exam results are more than half the effort.”

Yu Jing held the book belt on her shoulder with one hand: "This... also works."

Fangzheng nodded: "Then it's settled, go home and pay attention to safety on the road."

After he finished speaking, he just walked out of the classroom with the teaching materials, when he heard Yu Jing suddenly shout: "Mr. Fang!"

Fang Zheng turned his head: "What's wrong? Is there anything else, classmate Yu Jing?"

Yu Jing stared at Fangzheng and said, "Teacher, you just said in class, if the turtle in Turtle's Shouli really just wants to live a normal life, but the people around her insist on letting her do some things that Maxima should do. What should the turtle do?"

Fangzheng said almost casually: "Of course I am myself. Although the turtle's longevity is written for others to see, that turtle will not care what other people think of it."

"teacher.."

"Huh? What's the problem?"

Yu Jing shook her head: "It's alright, goodbye Teacher Fang, thank you."

"okay, see you tomorrow."

After Fang Zheng left, Yu Jing took out her mobile phone from her pocket, and when she opened the notepad, there was a series of timetables on it.

It recorded where she was going after school, English tutoring class, math tutoring class, violin class, piano class.

The girl closed her eyes, took a deep breath, and reluctantly walked out of the classroom to the first place on the class schedule.

...

After Fang Zheng returned to the office, he packed up his things. At this time, the teacher in the office was almost gone, so he closed the window and locked the door.

When I came home from school, I just walked out of the teaching building, and at the vending machine next to the road, I accidentally saw Yang Xiaoxue who was throwing coins to buy water.

She patted the vending machine with her hand, as if the drink she bought was stuck in the vending machine.

Fang Zheng smiled and walked over to help.

At the same time, an Audi car slowly stopped at the entrance of the school. Jiang Xiyao rolled down the window and saw Fang Zheng walking towards Yang Xiaoxue.

Looking at the two of them with great interest.