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, Fangzheng simply let them go to self-study.

Just when he left the classroom, Shang Dongfang suddenly ran out of the classroom with his mouth covered. He almost bumped into Fang Zheng in the middle. 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 they were both 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 come out after rinsing his mouth, expecting to ask something out of his mouth.

In the end, he hadn't opened his mouth yet. Shang Dongfang saw Fang 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, 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 the get out of class over yet? Why did you come back early?"

Fang Zheng sat down in the chair: "No one is listening to the class, 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 to me in class, 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.

In short, it is all right to not study..

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 take a break, 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?"

Fangzheng hummed: "It's him, doesn't 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 the fourth class are in a mess, and the other teachers don't go to class very much, so no one cares too much about this class."

Yes, 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, an only child, a general school student, that is, a student who can go home at night.

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

There are a total of 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 taking a few bites, Fang Zheng couldn't take it anymore.

He looked up and saw Mr. Yang who just sat down while cooking: "Mr. Yang, I have something to do. You can eat here slowly."

The female teacher looked puzzled: "Mr. Fang, are you not going to eat?"

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

Fang Zheng 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.

Fangzheng had a bad premonition in his heart, and ran directly 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!"

Fang Zheng shouted, and a group of people turned around to see Fang Zheng, 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 he was lifting his pants. He was too frightened to move.

Fang Zheng walked over and looked at him, but he wasn't injured much.

"What's wrong?"

Shang Dongfang wiped his tears and sniffled, but he murmured and said nothing.

Fangzheng simply said: "Have you been beaten?"

Shang Dongfang shook his head: "No. UU reading www.uukanshu.com"

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, 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, he was so soft-hearted again. Fang Zheng didn't even bother to continue the lecture, and only stared at Shang Dongfang in the classroom.

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

After class, Fangzheng 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."

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

In other words, it's close enough to where the two 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 a new neighbor 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.