Fang Yan took a pen and paper and handed it to Xu Ying. He said, "Write an application. Application for the Excellent Teacher of the Year. I'll read it and you write it. "
"Okay." Xu Ying agreed readily. It was rare for Mr. Fang to ask his students to do something, which was something to be proud of.
"Application. Dear school leader, I'm Fang Yan, a language teacher in Class Nine, Grade One. My name may be a little strange to you. But when it comes to what I've done — "
Xu Ying's handwriting was small and graceful, which looked like her. However, it was not the handwriting that Fang Yan was looking for.
Fang Yan looked at Xu Ying and said, "Xu Ying, you're amazing. I didn't expect your handwriting to be so beautiful. I don't believe that you can write such beautiful handwriting with your left hand. Write with your other hand —"
Xu Ying looked up at Fang Yan helplessly and said, "Mr. Fang, why do I feel that you're up to no good? Are you looking for a criminal suspect or a girl who wrote you a love letter? "
Huang Haoran and Tangcheng also looked at Fang Yan suspiciously. They felt that Fang Yan's request was really strange.
Fang Yan smiled awkwardly and waved his hand. "How could that be? How could there be a criminal suspect? Who would write me a love letter? Don't make wild guesses. I just want to see if Xu Ying's handwriting looks good with her left hand — "
Xu Ying still wrote a few words with her left hand according to Fang Yan's request. It seemed that she was not used to it, and her handwriting was very poor.
Fang Yan dispelled his doubts about Xu Ying and said, "Forget it. I'll write with my right hand."
During his sick leave, Fang Yan was not idle. He had been thinking about the changes of the heart of Tai Chi on Sword Peak.
He knew that the reason why the Taiji Heart could sense the outside world was because of the existence of Qi. Every object had a vital energy or vitality. As long as they breathed, had a temperature, or swayed with the wind, the heart of Taiji would be able to picture them in his mind.
However, from pictograms to lines, was this a sublimation or a regression?
Fang Yan crooked his finger at Fang Yingying and said, "Hero, punch me."
Fang Yingying shook his head and said with a smile, "Junior Martial Uncle, this is not good, right? You are my most respected and beloved Martial Uncle, how could I hit you? "
"If I tell you to hit him, then hit him. Stop talking nonsense."
"Should we ask Fang Haohan —"
"If you don't do it, I'll hit you —"
Fang Yingying had no choice but to punch Fang Yan's head.
Bang!
Fang Yingying's body flew backward, rolling around in the yard like a meaty ball.
He struggled to get up from the ground, clutching his stomach and crying, "I knew it, I knew it. Junior Martial Uncle, you are biased. Why do you always hit me but not Fang Haohan?"
Fang Yan sighed softly and said, "Fang Haohan is too thin. I don't have the heart to hit him."
"—"
Through this practice, Fang Yan found that his defensive ability had been strengthened again.
In the past, when he was defending, he would take the initiative. When danger came, he would sense it and start to defend and counterattack. Fang Yingxiong hadn't sensed any danger yet, but he had already sent the enemy flying. Of course, it was mainly because Fang Yingxiong was too weak. If the enemy was an expert like Qianye, it would be more troublesome.
However, Fang Yan was not in a hurry to verify it. His body was still very weak, and his damaged body had not been fully recovered. If he challenged the Qianye of the Army or an expert at the same level as him at this time, he would probably die.
The happiest thing during this time was Xia Tian's return. When she came back, she also brought her production team and the two little girls, Jiang Qin and Yuan Lin.
Jiang Qin was a little thinner than when she left, and Yuan Lin was a little fatter than when she left.
Jiang Qin saw the wounds on Fang Yan's face, and tears were about to flow out. She gritted her teeth with red eyes and said, "Mr. Fang, who beat you like this? I'm going to beat him to death. "
Fang Yan looked at the little girl, who was waving her fists and shouting to avenge him, and said, "You don't have to do it. I beat him up even worse. "
Yuan Lin pinched Jiang Qin's face and said teasingly, "Mr. Fang's skills are so good. Who can beat him?"
"Then I'm going to beat him up," Jiang Qin said angrily. "Why did he beat me up?"
In the eyes of girls, anyone who beat Mr. Fang must not be a good person.
"You can't beat him. Let me do this kind of thing." Fang Yan kindly advised. If Jiang Qin went to challenge the Qianye of the Army, the enemy would probably throw her away with a flick of his sleeve.
"I'll apply medicine for you," Jiang Qin said.
"No need." Fang Yan refused.
"Why?"
"Because I just applied it half an hour ago," Fang Yan said.
"Then what can I do for you?" After not seeing each other for a long time, the little girl really wanted to show off in front of Fang Yan. "Are you thirsty? I'll make you a cup of tea. Oh, you're drinking tea."
Xia Xia Keke sat at the side and looked at her two disciples with a smile. She looked at Fang Yan and said, "It's good to be young. You can do what you want without fear. "
"When you said that, you weren't that old, right?" Fang Yan said with a smile.
Xia Xia brushed the hair in front of her forehead and said, "Can you compare with them? It's so tender that water can be wrung out. "
"If you let me wring it, I can wring out water from you." Fang Yan said. "My hands are strong."
Xia Xia was angry and said angrily, "Fang Yan, do you know how to chat?"
Jiang Qin and Yuan Lin giggled at the side. Fang Yan said helplessly, "I know why you brought them here. Look at my face, it's like this. Can I be in the picture?"
He ran over without saying hello in the summer, and he even brought Jiang Qin and Yuan Lin along. Naturally, he wanted to catch him off guard. She was already in Huacheng. Could Fang Yan still be cruel enough to refuse?
"What I want is your kung fu. Your face can hit Mosaic." Xia Xia said.
"— —"
Xia Xia's classical album hoped to have a song with Tai Chi as the background, so she chose Fang Yan to be the male lead in the story. However, if it was just a male lead, it would not be impressive enough, so she helped him find two female disciples who also played Tai Chi — —
The red sun rose and the morning mist had not dispersed.
On the edge of the lonely cliff, Fang Yan, dressed in white, was playing Tai Chi absentmindedly. The wind was blowing, blowing Fang Yan's clothes up.
Behind him were two young girls in white, Jiang Qin and Yuan Lin. They breathed and waved with Fang Yan's breath. Fang Yan was quiet, they were quiet. Fang Yan moved, they also moved.
Such a music video must be beautiful and intoxicating. Anyway, Fang Yan already felt that he was about to die.
He looked at Xia Xia and said seriously, "You must show your face."
When Sister Li was washing clothes by the patio in the yard, she suddenly heard someone shouting, "Mom."
Sister Li thought that she was hallucinating. Since Jiang Qin left, she could often hear her daughter standing at the door of the small courtyard shouting, "Mom, I'm back."
She shook her head and sighed, saying, "If I had known, I wouldn't have sent the child so far away. What's the point of being a star? Isn't it a hundred times better to be by her side? I have to call my dear again later. I don't know if it will delay her practice. "
"Mom, I'm back." A soft body suddenly hugged her from behind and said happily.
Auntie Li was shocked. Then, she realized that her precious daughter was really back.
She quickly turned around and held Jiang Qin in her arms, wiping her tears and said, "Dear, dear, you're really back. I thought I heard wrong."
"Mom, I'm really back." Jiang Qin was also crying. She was still young, and this was the first time she had gone far from home. Although she had her teacher's care and Xia Xia's care, she still had to deal with a lot of things alone.
Moreover, she really missed her father and mother.
"It's good that you're back. You won't leave this time, right? "Sister Li held her daughter and looked at her with a smile. "Your face is thinner, your chin is sharper, and your bones are stronger. Are you not used to the food in Yanjing? "
"Of course it's not as good as mom's food." Jiang Qin said flatteringly.
"You haven't answered mom's question. You won't leave this time? "Sister Li asked stubbornly. "Why do you want to be a star? What's so good about being a star? Mom doesn't beg you to be a star. You just stay by mom's side and live happily every day. Mom will be satisfied. If you like to study, then study. If you don't like to study, then just mess around. If you can't find a job after graduation, your dad will kill pigs and your mom will set up a stall to make money to support you. Mom and dad won't feel tired. "
"Mom." Jiang Qin said embarrassedly. "I came back this time to participate in the shooting. Mr. Fang and Sister Xia Xia are also here."
As soon as Sister Li turned around, she saw Fang Yan and Xia Xia standing at the gate of the courtyard, looking at the mother and daughter with a smile.
Sister Li quickly let go of Jiang Qin and washed her hands in the washbasin again. She wiped her hands on her clothes and quickly ran toward Xia Xia.
Fang Yan was shocked. In his prediction, a fierce hand-to-hand fight was about to begin.
With Sister Li's position, Xia Xia was no match at all. Auntie Li could sit there for two summers.
Fang Yan couldn't help but take a step forward, blocking half of Xia Xia's body.
Sister Li rushed to Xia Xia's side, grabbed her little hand and shook it hard. She said, "Miss Xia Xia, thank you. You are the benefactor of our Jiang family. If you didn't give me this opportunity, how could I — how could I go to Yanjing to learn from such a famous teacher? Every time I call my dear, she talks about you. She says that you have helped her a lot. As a parent, I don't know what to say. Miss Xia Xia won't leave tonight, right? You must eat at home. "
Sister Li turned to Jiang Qin and shouted, "Dear, call your dad and tell him to leave a pig's hind leg."
"— —"
Fang Yan, who was standing in front of Xia Zhi, had completely turned into transparent air. He secretly retracted the hand he had just extended and put it back into his pocket.
Sometimes it was lucky that no one paid attention to you.
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