"Qin Yitian …" Fang Yan shouted from the podium.
No one answered.
The heads of the students in the class turned to the back row, and then their gazes returned to Fang Yan.
What was wrong with Mr. Fang? In the past, he knew which students were absent and which students asked for leave, and he had never made such a mistake … Just because Qin Yitian wasn't around, he was in such a daze?
Huang Haoran stood up and said, "Mr. Fang, Qin Yitian hasn't come to class for several days."
Thinking about it, he felt indignant. Very few people ran away from Mr. Fang's Chinese class, but Qin Yitian was an exception. And he left just like that, without even leaving a note. He added, "He didn't ask for leave either."
Fang Yan looked a little absent-minded.
Yes, Qin Yitian hadn't come to class for several days. He left in a big way and quietly, without even leaving a note.
Fang Yan had called her, but the number she used was still unavailable. Later, Fang Yan had asked Fang Yingying to go to the top of Yi Zhang Mountain to look for Qin Yitian's bag, but Fang Yingying had come back to report that the bag was gone. Even the GMC car that Fang Yan had said had been blown to pieces had disappeared …
Yes, there would always be an end to this kind of thing. It was either that mysterious armory organization or someone from the Qin family. Any one of them had the ability to erase all traces of that night, as if nothing had ever happened.
Students were required to leave a home phone number or the phone number of their immediate family in the school's file for the convenience of the school and the student's parents. However, Qin Yitian's information only had a home number in Huacheng. The call was answered by a middle-aged woman. She said that she was Qin Yitian's aunt, but the aunt's knowledge was limited. She didn't even know where Qin Yitian had gone.
Qin Yitian seemed to have suddenly disappeared. He disappeared from Class 9, from Rosefinch, from Flower City, and from Fang Yan's world.
"Mr. Fang …" Huang Haoran saw Fang Yan standing on the podium in a daze and asked, "Do you want to call Qin Yitian?"
Tang Cheng's head rested on the table as he lazily said, "I've fought before. No one answered. "
Without Qin Yitian, Tangcheng felt that class was too boring. Fang Yan's class was better. It was humorous and witty, and the topics were relatively new. At least it could make him a little more energetic. Besides, even if Fang Yan's class was boring, he had to force himself to be energetic. He couldn't beat Fang Yan … In other teachers' classes, he used to sleep to pass the time.
If the teacher was angry and asked him to answer a question, he could answer correctly every time, leaving the teacher speechless and helpless. This kind of behavior could win a lot of applause from other students. They felt that Tangcheng, who could answer all the questions without listening in class, was too cool.
After a few times, the teachers turned a blind eye to his various bad habits. They didn't want to give this kid a chance to gain face.
"Qin Yitian wasn't feeling well, so he applied for leave from school in advance. I forgot about this …" Fang Yan explained. "Then let Huang Haoran answer this question …"
When Fang Yan was in class, if the question was too profound and none of the students could answer it, Fang Yan would call out the names of Qin Yitian, Tangcheng, or Huang Haoran. Their views on the problem could often bring surprises or inspiration. This wasn't because he was biased towards these students, but because he wanted to use this method to tell other students that any question could be answered. As long as you were good at thinking, you could do as well as them. He wanted to motivate the students' learning enthusiasm and the desire to compete with others. As long as there was competition within the class, the students' learning could continue to improve.
Today, Fang Yan habitually called out the name of Qin Yitian, but the owner of that name couldn't use the most elegant posture and the most correct answer to win the students' warm applause like before.
Huang Haoran didn't think too much and began to answer the questions raised by Fang Yan seriously.
The bell rang, and Fang Yan walked down the podium with his textbook.
Tangcheng, who looked like he couldn't even sit up straight, suddenly jumped up and ran to the front of the podium to block Fang Yan's way. He said, "Mr. Fang, you know where Qin Yitian went, right?"
Fang Yan looked at Tangcheng's handsome facial features, and his heart was filled with infinite emotions.
He didn't approve of love in high school, because this was the time to desperately absorb knowledge. This was also one of the most critical periods in one's life.
Students didn't know how to reasonably arrange their time and control their feelings. They would regard love as the only thing. They would think of that person and miss that person when they were walking or eating in class. In this case, where would they have time to learn and complete the most important accumulation of knowledge in life?
However, he knew that he couldn't stop this phenomenon with his own strength. If possible, he hoped that the person Qin Yitian liked was Tangcheng. Their feelings were quiet, hidden, bitter, sweet, and most importantly, Tangcheng also liked her wholeheartedly … just like other girls who fell in love early in high school. The biggest punishment was just the teacher's reprimand and the parents' scolding. In any case, there was no need to use his body to block bullets.
An unintentional sacrifice in exchange for such a desperate return. Was it really worth it?
Fang Yan's heart was in a mess.
Fang Yan looked at Tangcheng and said, "Didn't you try? You couldn't get through to her phone, and I couldn't get through to her. "
"But …" Tangcheng scratched his hair and looked a little embarrassed. He was still a student. A student asking a teacher about the whereabouts of another female student … After all, it would give people the feeling that it was too bold and direct. "She will leave at any time. I didn't think such a thing would happen. However, if she really wanted to leave, she would definitely tell you … So, if there is someone in Rosefinch who can know her whereabouts, that person must be you. "
Fang Yan looked at Tangcheng apologetically and said, "I really don't know."
Fang Yan took the textbook and prepared to leave, but Tangcheng once again blocked in front of Fang Yan.
"Mr. Fang, tell me … Did something happen to Qin Yitian?" Tangcheng asked nervously.
Fang Yan looked at Tangcheng and said, "Why do you ask?"
"You didn't deny …" Tangcheng's face was even more embarrassed. "Moreover, you haven't laughed for several days."
Haven't laughed for several days? Fang Yan was stunned.
"Mr. Fang, if anything happens to her, you must tell me," Tangcheng said. "If she gives you any information, please tell me …"
Tang Cheng bowed to Fang Yan and said, "I'll be counting on you."
Oh, please!
Tang Cheng also said, "Please."
He said to the old housekeeper, please take good care of Qin Yitian, please save Qin Yitian no matter what.
Tangcheng also said please. He hoped to know the whereabouts of Qin Yitian and whether she was doing well …
Fang Yan felt the wound on his chest throbbing again. He couldn't see his face, but it must be frighteningly pale at this time, right?
Fang Yan patted Tangcheng's shoulder and turned to walk out of the classroom.
Tangcheng looked at Fang Yan's depressed figure and suddenly felt some sympathy for him.
Headmaster Zhang Shaofeng happened to appear at the door of the classroom. He waved at Fang Yan and said, "Mr. Fang, let's walk a few steps."
Fang Yan nodded and followed Zhang Shaofeng to the teacher's office.
"The weather is getting colder and colder," Zhang Shaofeng said with a smile. "Although Huacheng is located in the southernmost part of Hua Xia, it's very cold in winter. The coldness drilled into the bones, but here we are in the mood to pretend to be intimate in the room. When I first came here, this old man had suffered for a few years. "
"Headmaster Zhang is not from Huacheng?"
"No. From Jincheng." From Jincheng, "Zhang Shaofeng said. "Jincheng's winter is also cold. It's not as cold as Huacheng's. When winter comes, it snows heavily, and the whole world is dyed white … Speaking of which, it's been a few years since I went back to Jincheng for the Spring Festival. "
Zhang Shaofeng didn't beat around the bush. He looked at Fang Yan and said, "Qin Yitian isn't feeling well, so she went back to Yanjing for treatment. Her family called to ask for leave … You already know about this, right?"
"I don't know," Fang Yan said. His heart started to sink. It wasn't Qin Yitian who contacted him, but her family who contacted the headmaster directly.
What happened to Qin Yitian? How serious was her injury? Had she not woken up yet?
"Isn't Qin Yitian quite healthy? I've never heard of any illness in the past. " Zhang Shaofeng seemed to say it casually, but in fact, he wanted to find out some real information from Fang Yan. He only received a call to ask for leave, and he had no clue what exactly happened. He still paid a lot of attention to such a girl. He was also willing to maintain a closer relationship with her and her family.
Fang Yan looked at Zhang Shaofeng with a serious expression and said, "Headmaster, I don't know as much as you do. Did Qin Yitian's family say anything else? "
Fang Yan's reply made Zhang Shaofeng feel regretful. He shook his head and said, "Nothing much, just a call to ask for leave … I'll let you know about this. It's fine as long as you know. "
Fang Yan nodded and said, "I know."
Zhang Shaofeng waved his hand at Fang Yan and said with a smile, "Go do what you need to do. I'll go for a stroll. "
It was already lunchtime, and Fang Yan didn't go to the office again. When he returned to the small courtyard, he found that there were guests in the house. Two men in black stood at the door, staring warily at Fang Yan who had just pushed the door open.
Fang Yan nodded to them and directly passed by them.
Lu Zhaoge, who was wearing a silver professional suit that accentuated his perfect figure, sat on the sofa in the living room. Fang Yingxiong and Fang Haohan, the two little henchmen, accompanied him on his left and right, chatting, serving tea and fruits, and were very busy.
Seeing that Fang Yan had come back, Fang Yingying and Fang Haohan immediately stood up and said tactfully, "You talk, you talk …"
Then, the two tactfully ran into the room. The living room was left to Fang Yan and Lu Chaoge.
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