Fang Yan got into Tangcheng's BMW, and the driver went out to smoke, leaving the space to the teacher and the student.
Fang Yan looked at Tangcheng and said, "Is the problem solved?"
"If not, how would I dare to come to see you?" Tangcheng said with a smile. "I was the one who beat them up. I can't just leave Huang Haoran and the others there to clean up my mess. Of course, I guessed that Huang Haoran would definitely call you. He is your absolute confidant. He can't hide anything from you. "
"How far are you going to go?" Fang Yan asked. Fang Yan was a teacher, and he had a deep understanding of his students.
Tangcheng was a talented and arrogant person. Moreover, Fang Yan knew that Tangcheng and Qin Yitian had always had a good relationship. Qin Yitian had such a shocking background. How bad could Tangcheng be?
Moreover, it was precisely because of Tangcheng's extreme pride that he would take responsibility for what he did. He would never push the responsibility to others.
Knowing that Tangcheng was involved, Fang Yan was no longer worried that this matter could not be solved. He also did not worry that the result of this matter would be unfavorable to them. No matter who dealt with this matter, in the end, they would have to give face to the Tang family. If the Tang family spoke.
The reason why Fang Yan rushed here was that he was worried that his students would be hurt. However, after confirming that the students were not hurt, he was worried that the result of this matter would be unfair.
Of course, this unfair and unjust mainly referred to the students of the Ivy League.
You see, there are such selfless men in the world.
He knew the power of the Tang family. He knew that if the Tang family spoke, even if Tangcheng really hit people without reason, this matter could only be left unsettled.
However, Fang Yan did not want to see this result.
He hoped that his students could understand the meaning of right and wrong. He hoped that his students would know the big picture. He hoped that his students would not be infected with the bad atmosphere of society. I was wrong, I apologize. If you are wrong, you will bear the consequences.
Using one's power to oppress others was the worst thing to do.
If they succeeded this time, they wouldn't think about right or wrong when they encountered similar situations in the future. Instead, they would think about who could help solve the problem.
Students were the hope of the future of society. If the hope of the future was all like this, then where was the hope?
Fang Yan was willing to discuss with the teachers and leaders of the Ivy League school to determine the nature of this fight.
In the end, it was wrong for students to fight. He loved his students, loved the children of Class 9, but he would not indulge them too much.
However, the performance of the Ivy League was really disappointing.
This was also the reason why Fang Yan left angrily and allowed the situation to develop naturally. He knew that there was no way he could reason with Director Fang, who was full of power, and Teacher Lin, who scolded him without asking about the cause and effect.
Since you don't want to accept my kindness, then I'll treat you like a fart. He could do whatever he wanted with it.
"That depends on what they choose." Tangcheng smiled proudly. "Anyway, I've done it politely and appropriately — if they want to turn a big problem into a small one, I can let them go. I'm a low-profile person. I don't want to cause a storm in the city and let others see me as a joke. How big is a small problem? To tell you the truth, I feel very embarrassed to hit them — but if they don't know what's good for them, then they can only blame it on their bad luck. I've already prepared a feast for them. "
Tangcheng looked at Fang Yan and said, "However, Mr. Fang came out so quickly. It means that the old guys over there are not easy to talk to, right? The Ivy League has a bigger influence in the education circle of Huacheng than Rosefinch, so they have developed the bad habit of looking down on others even though they're the best in the world — this time, I'll teach them a lesson. "
"What did you do?" Fang Yan asked.
"I just asked someone to help me take a video of them arrogantly scolding people and taking the initiative to hit people —" Tangcheng smiled slyly. "Didn't you teach us? If the enemy doesn't move, we move first. Once we've identified our enemy, we have to think of a way to make ourselves invincible — "
"This is what I taught you?"
"Absolutely."
"Using a phone to take pictures again. Isn't this too lame?"
"Why don't you use such a useful technique?" Tangcheng asked. "Those idiots still think they have the upper hand, but they don't know that we've been guiding them to do stupid things — Huang Haoran is the most cunning. He keeps showing weakness, but when he does, he shows his unyielding heroic spirit. They're about to go crazy with anger. Who else should they hit if not him?"
"They wanted to beat up Huang Haoran, but you stood out to turn the tide and beat them down?"
"That's because they're not strong enough. I can't do anything about it."
"I know your ability. There's probably no one in the entire student world of Huacheng who's your opponent." Fang Yan looked at Tangcheng and said. "Try not to use your fists to solve problems in the future. You're a student after all. "
"Actually, I don't want to either," Tangcheng said. "But Mr. Fang has already set an example. I have no reason not to follow the teacher's example."
"— —"
Seeing Fang Yan's murderous gaze, Tangcheng said casually, "Mr. Fang, why didn't you shout in class about such a big event like the battle between you and the Japanese Sword God? If you did, I could have brought my classmates to pull up banners and shout slogans for you — unfortunately, I found out too late. I didn't see Mr. Fang's heroic appearance when he defeated the Japanese Sword God. What a pity. "
"Get lost," Fang Yan said angrily.
"This is my car."
Fang Yan was stunned. He opened the door and was about to get out.
"Mr. Fang, Qin Yitian — is she okay?" Tangcheng asked from behind.
Fang Yan's body stiffened. He said without turning his head, "I don't know."
"Forget it, I won't ask. I hope she's fine. "Tangcheng sighed softly.
He sat back in the back seat of Baldy's electric scooter and let Baldy pull him through the noisy crowd.
He saw the numbness and exhaustion on other people's faces, and they could also see the pain and sadness in his eyes.
They were all people with stories — —
Jiang Qin looked really happy. She had been smiling since the moment she saw Fang Yan.
She smiled and said to Fang Yan, "Mr. Fang, are we going to Zhuangyuan Street or Friendship Square?"
She smiled and said to Fang Yan, "Mr. Fang, can you treat me to a bowl of fish balls? I like the fish balls here the most. "
She smiled and said to Fang Yan, "Mr. Fang, why aren't you talking? Come, smile — — "
She kept talking, kept walking, and kept trying all kinds of snacks. Of course, because she was too lively, Fang Yan was dragged by her to talk, walk, and eat snacks.
Jiang Qin held a skewer of grilled squid in her left hand and a skewer of roasted corn in her right hand. She said with a face full of happiness, "Mr. Fang, I think this kind of life is the happiest. Do you think I'm a good-for-nothing?"
Jiang Qin didn't know that when she stood on the world stage with a Gu Zheng in her arms and carried forward Hua Xia's classical music to the world, and was called the "Moon Goddess" by humans, what she missed the most was this kind of carefree civilian life with grilled squid in one hand and tender corn in the other.
Fang Yan looked at Jiang Qin and said with a smile, "It doesn't matter if you're successful or not. It's important to find happiness. If you think this is good, then pursue and enjoy this kind of life. No one said that you have to have a bright future. "
"That's not feasible. Since I promised to promote our Hua Xia's classical music with Sister Xia, I will definitely work hard for this goal. I've read a lot of information recently. Sister Xia's worries are indeed necessary, and we really need to awaken — — "
"It's good that you can persevere," Fang Yan said. "You've been busy eating along the way. Have you thought about what gifts to buy for your parents?"
"Mr. Fang, do you have any good recommendations?"
"Your dad likes to drink, but there's no point in buying wine. It's better to buy a watch." Fang Yan put forward his suggestion seriously. He promised Jiang Qin to come over and help her choose a gift, so he had to fulfill his responsibility. Jiang Qin was also Fang Yan's teacher. He was happy to see his student show his love in front of his own father, not his "godfather."
Jiang Qin's eyes lit up and said, "Yes. I'll buy a watch for my dad. Who says a butcher can't wear a watch? A butcher's daughter must let her father wear a watch. "
After confirming his father's gift, Jiang Qin took Fang Yan's hand and ran to the Friendship Building next to them. There were many brand counters there, including mid-range and high-end brands.
Fang Yan and Jiang Qin discussed for a while and prepared to buy a mid-range brand watch worth a few thousand yuan. In this case, even if Jiang Daye knew the value of the watch, he would still be willing to wear it. If he bought a watch worth tens of thousands of yuan, Jiang Daye would definitely hide it, so it would lose the meaning of buying a watch.
Fang Yan let Jiang Qin pick the watch first, and he walked to the restroom of the mall.
He came to the restroom and was about to unzip the water when his hand suddenly stopped.
He saw a frog.
A green-skinned frog the size of a palm was squatting in the urinal, staring at him with wide eyes. It did not say a word, just like a plastic toy.
However, Fang Yan knew very well that it was indeed a frog, a living frog.
Fang Yan could see its eyes moving, could see its puffed cheeks moving up and down, could see its mouth opening and closing —
Seeing a green frog in a urinal in a big city. Didn't this scene look very strange?
If it were you, how would you deal with it?
Fang Yan held his breath, and a strong heat flow poured over the frog's head.
Croak —
Croak —
Croak —
The frog cried fiercely.
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