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Chapter 176

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Fang Haohan used scissors, and Fang Yingying used rock. Rock smashed scissors, and Fang Yingying won this round of the competition and had the priority to choose the beauties.

His chubby face was full of smiles, and he walked in front of Jiang Qin and Yuan Lin with his most charming and charming appearance. Before he could open his mouth to speak, the two little girls bowed to him politely and shouted, "Hello, uncle."

"Uncle … uncle …" Fang Yingying's big face was pale.

However, as a man, he must always maintain a gentleman's demeanor. Maybe there was a glimmer of hope at the end of the tunnel? The most important thing was, didn't the little girls nowadays like older uncles? Only uncles had great competition.

Therefore, Fang Yingying endured the pain on his face and smiled at Jiang Qin and Yuan Lin, "Hello, two beautiful little girls."

Look, what a gentle and appropriate response.

"Uncle, you look like Garfield." Yuan Lin giggled and said.

O:O!

Garfield?

How did I become Garfield? Which part of me looks like Garfield? How could I look like a cat …

Fang Yingying wasn't just feeling pain on his face, but this time it was his heart.

"Yeah. So cute. "Jiang Qin also echoed.

"Hahahahaha …" Fang Yingying laughed, and suddenly his eyes and mouth opened into an O shape, and he stuck out his fat tongue. He put his two hands beside his ears and made a peace sign, and said, "I'm Garfield, I'm Garfield from Garfield …"

Jiang Qin and Yuan Lin were rocking back and forth with laughter, tears flowing down their cheeks.

Yuan Lin pointed at Fang Yingying and said, "So cute … Fat uncle is so cute …"

"Yeah, yeah, he really looks like that fat cat. I really want to pinch his face … "

Pinch face?

Fang Yingxiong's eyes lit up. He swayed left and right as he moved step by step towards Jiang Qin and Yuan Lin. He shouted, "Master, hurry up and pinch my face, hurry up and pinch my face … Pinching faces can unlock more skills."

Plop!

Fang Yan kicked him from behind, causing him to fall flat on his face.

"Who kicked me?" When Fang Yingying climbed up from the ground with difficulty, he saw Fang Yan's black face.

"Little Martial Uncle …" The anger on Fang Yingxiong's fat face immediately turned into a smile, and he said fawningly, "Your 'White Snake Tail Whip' is getting better and better. I was completely defenseless when you kicked me … Good kick, wonderful kick."

"You idiot scum! We are the descendants of the Fang Clan's Taiji. How could we do such a thing that would damage our reputation? As a top-notch martial artist, we should have a basic requirement for our own image. Standing like a pine tree, moving like the wind, standing like a bronze bell … Fang Yingying, tell me, which one did you do? Are you worthy of the name of a hero? "

Fang Haohan said with a wronged face, "Junior Martial Uncle, I didn't do anything standing here."

"Sorry, I said that too casually," Fang Yan apologized to Fang Haohan. Then, he focused his attacks on Fang Yingxiong and said, "You better wake up."

"Yes, Junior Martial Uncle," Fang Yingying answered obediently.

Fang Yan sighed softly and turned to Jiang Qin and Yuan Lin, who were behind him, and said, "I don't want to be strict with them, but I have to be strict with them. A country has its laws, and a family has its rules. Since they are from Fang's Tai Chi and call me Junior Martial Uncle, I have to be responsible for their words and deeds … You may not know this, but we, the famous sects, are very strict with our disciples. Martial Arts, Martial Art Morality, none of them can be missing. Only Martial Art Morality, without Martial Arts, it is difficult to enter the next level. Only Martial Arts, but not Martial Art Morality, and disciples are easy to go out and commit crimes … "

"We, who practice martial arts, are like Iron Man, Spiderman, and Batman in the city. If we don't stand properly, won't we become the villains in the movies? Think about it, if Spiderman scourges the people, how much loss will it bring? Is there any hope for this country? "

Jiang Qin and Yuan Lin looked at Fang Yan with little stars on their faces, and praised him in unison, "Mr. Fang, you are so handsome."

Fang Yan waved his hand freely and said, "It has nothing to do with being handsome or not. This is our responsibility as martial artists … The greater a person's ability, the greater his responsibility. I dare not forget this sentence. "

"Mr. Fang, you are a responsible man." Yuan Lin grabbed Fang Yan's arm and said.

Jiang Qin pulled Yuan Lin away from Fang Yan and said, "You little love-struck fool, you haven't explained to me why I can't get through to Mr. Fang's number on my mobile phone. Tell me, what did you do to him? "

Jiang Qin replaced Yuan Lin's position, grabbed Fang Yan's arm and said, "Mr. Fang, Yuan Xiaolin is too bad. She actually changed your number on my mobile phone, so I can't get through to you. You should teach her a lesson … "

Fang Yingying and Fang Haohan looked at each other, and both of them had deep helplessness and sadness in their hearts.

Was this really a cruel world that only looked at appearances?

"I still think Ren Jin is good-looking," Fang Haohan said. "I don't like these girls."

Fang Yingying nodded and said, "Too thin."

After thinking about it, Fang Yingying asked, "Is Junior Martial Uncle Iron Man, Spiderman, or Batman?"

"He is Superman."

"Why?"

"They all like to tie their underwear to their chest, but in fact, they don't wear underwear at all."

Fang Yingying patted Fang Haohan's shoulder and said with deep sympathy, "No underwear means no bottom line."

Baldy came over and patted Fang Yingying's shoulder, and then patted Fang Haohan's shoulder without saying anything. Everything was understood without words.

Fang Yingying took Jiang Qin and Yuan Lin into the house. Zhang Chen, a big man wearing a scarf, was busy in the kitchen. When he saw Fang Yan coming in, he said with a simple and honest smile, "Master, curry chicken will be ready in a while. You sit with the guests for a while … "

Fang Yan seriously corrected Zhang Chen's way of addressing him and said, "Zhang Chen, how many times have I said that we are brothers … My kung fu is better than yours, and my cultivation is higher than yours, but this is not the reason why I can be your master …"

"Master, I will definitely make you accept me as your disciple," Zhang Chen said with a determined face. "Whether it's one year or two years, ten years or twenty years."

Fang Yan shook his head and said to Jiang Qin and Yuan Lin, "There are too many troublesome guys who want to learn martial arts from me. If I agree to every one of them … How can I do my favorite job of teaching and educating people? Reading books, writing, and reading poems, how romantic is that? What's the point of fighting and killing? I'm a person who advocates peace. I hate war. "

Fang Yingying covered his butt, not daring to say anything. The 'Messenger of Peace' had just been kicked by him.

"Yes, yes." Jiang Qin held Fang Yan's arm and nodded repeatedly. "Mr. Fang still needs to tutor me in Chinese."

"Exactly. Teacher Fang is a knowledgeable, refined, and gentle man. How could he be a hooligan who only knows how to fight and kill? "Yuan Lin, the little tail, also praised. "But Mr. Fang's fighting posture is also very handsome."

"Really?" Fang Yan's face lit up, but soon he said with a serious face, "Learning martial arts is to strengthen the body and protect the country. If a martial artist wants to use martial arts to act cool in the modern city, then I can conclude that this martial artist will not have any achievements … I often tell my juniors this. Fang Yingying, Fang Haohan, do I often teach you this? "

"…" Fang Yingying and Fang Haohan didn't know how to express their feelings at this time.

They had always thought that they could finish their apprenticeship, but the longer they interacted with their Uncle-Master, the more they felt that he was an existence that they could only look up to … It was not enough to rely on hard work. Shamelessness was something that required talent.

After a pause, Fang Yan said to Zhang Chen, who was standing on the side, "I'll teach you some moves after dinner."

"Thank you, Master." Zhang Chen was overjoyed. Fang Yan agreed to teach him moves, which was equivalent to giving him guidance in disguise.

Fang Yan waved his hand and said, "Make the chicken well. Make the chicken well. "

"Yes, Master." Zhang Chen held back his laughter and turned to concentrate on making coffee chicken.

Fang Yan sat down on the sofa in the living room and said, "Didn't you two want to ask me some language questions? Before dinner is ready, take out your textbooks. If there's anything you don't understand, I'll explain it to you. "

Fang Yan was a language teacher, and Jiang Qin and Yuan Lin were both students. He really wanted to help them improve their language scores. The mid-term exam for junior high school was coming soon. If he could help them solve a few difficult problems and improve their scores in the exam, then Fang Yan felt that their trip was not in vain.

"Do you really want to teach?" Jiang Qin said with a bitter face.

"Yeah? Why don't we learn after dinner? "Yuan Lin also refused to learn.

"We'll learn now." Fang Yan said with a serious expression. "You're students, and the primary goal of a student is to learn. Don't think about other messy things. "

Jiang Qin and Yuan Lin looked at each other, feeling a little down. Mr. Fang's words had a hidden meaning.

"Take out your language textbooks." Fang Yan said.

The two girls unwillingly took down their school bags and rummaged through them.

One second, two seconds, one minute, two minutes …

What was even more strange was that the two girls' delicate skin blushed and there were fine beads of sweat on their foreheads.

Fang Yan looked at Jiang Qin and Yuan Lin, who were almost putting their heads into their school bags, and asked, "What are you two doing? Is it so hard to find a textbook? Is your school bag a bottomless pit? "

"Mr. Fang …" Jiang Qin's little face was about to cry. "I forgot to bring my language textbook."

"Me too." Yuan Lin's little face was also red. "I clearly put my language textbook in my school bag after school. How did it disappear?"

"…"

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