Jiang Zhuliu went upstairs and saw that the door to Lu Chaoge's room was open. His father's voice came from inside.
He didn't go in but went to his study on the third floor.
He picked up the phone on the desk and saw that there were several missed calls. However, none of these people were worthy of him calling back. He rummaged through the phone book and dialed the person he wanted.
Very soon, the call was connected. The person smiled and said, "Young Master Jiang, how come you have the time to call an uncouth man like me?"
"The weather is good today. I'm going to ask Mr. Du out for a few rounds. I wonder if Mr. Du has time? "
"That's too bad. Today, one of my brothers is getting married. I have to go and help him … The wedding date can't be changed. How about … Young Master Jiang, let's postpone it for two more days? "
"Then postpone it for two more days." The smile on Jiang Zhuliu's face gradually faded. "Mr. Du, why did you stop on the small matter I asked you to do?"
"Small matter? What small matter? "Du Qing asked.
"Fang Yan. A high school Chinese teacher … "Jiang Zhuliu cursed in his heart. This old fox. Wait until you beg me one day. See how I'll torture you.
"Aiyo, my Young Master Jiang. It would've been better if you didn't mention it. Now that you mention it, I have to complain to you. Didn't you ask me to do that matter? I didn't think much and handed it over to my reliable brother. But guess what? "
Jiang Zhuliu didn't answer. He hated this way of talking that deliberately left people hanging. If Du Qing was his subordinate, he would've smashed him with the club.
"They've come to find us." Du Qing understood Jiang Zhuliu's personality. He didn't starve him for too long and said the answer himself, "Not only did he come, he also brought a big shot that I can't afford to offend."
Jiang Zhuliu smiled and said, "Mr. Du, you're too humble. In Huacheng, is there anyone that you can't afford to offend? "
"Aiyo, my Young Master Jiang, you're putting me on a stove. I come from a small family. There are many people in Huacheng that I can't afford to offend. I can't afford to offend you, Young Master Jiang … That brat brought Lu Gong to my door. Old Lu scolded me harshly, and I apologized to him. I even used my Old Tree Big Red Gown to compensate him. Tell me, what the hell is going on? "
"Lu Gong?" Jiang Zhuliu was thinking about the background behind this name.
"The prime minister of the academic world. The former Prime Minister personally evaluated it, "Du Qing reminded.
Hearing Du Qing's words, Jiang Zhuliu had an impression.
That old man was indeed an anomaly. He didn't have any power or influence, and the highest position he had was the principal of a school. However, he had devoted himself to the education of Guangnan for decades and had students all over the world.
If one thought about it carefully, Jiang Zhuliu was also his student.
Of course, some students were willing to acknowledge him as their teacher, but there were also students who were unwilling to acknowledge him as their teacher.
Jiang Zhuliu was clearly the type of person who was unwilling to admit defeat.
"What's the relationship between Lu Gong and that kid?"
"Lu Gong is that kid's grandfather."
"In that case, Boss Du has no way of chasing him out of Huacheng?"
"Eldest Young Master Jiang, Old Lu has come knocking on my door. No matter what, I have to give him some face. For someone like Old Lu, if he's determined on something, no one can compete with him … Eldest Young Master Jiang, isn't he just a high school teacher? What kind of waves can he create? Let's just let this matter go? "
"You say, human psychology is really strange." Jiang Zhuliu chuckled and said, "If it's in the past, I really didn't think much of that kid. I just said it casually, thinking that what the eye doesn't see, the heart doesn't grieve. Since this kid is so good at jumping around, I really want to arm wrestle with him. This time, he has no choice but to leave. "
"Hahaha, Eldest Young Master Jiang is really bold. No wonder people say that the new generation excels the old. I, Old Du, can't accept that I'm getting old. "
"Boss Du, if there's a chance, let's play golf together," Jiang Zhuliu said.
"Definitely, definitely."
After hanging up the phone, Jiang Zhuliu stood at the window and fell into deep thought.
"Fang Yan." He muttered these two words.
…
…
Teacher Fang Yan was very troubled right now.
Ever since his "Sparrow Bridge Version of" Farewell to Cambridge Again "and" Learning "Rainy Alley" in a rainy alley "became popular, it caused the whole school to discuss it. The students liked this novel and interesting teaching method, and the parents thought it was the model of quality education in the new era.
After learning these two poems, the ninth class students' interest in poetry was unprecedentedly high. The latest issue of "Rosefinch School Magazine" published three poems, two of which were written by the ninth class students. One was the work of Qin Yitian, and the other was the work of Huang Haoran. The prose and short story section also had several works by the ninth class students.
Many parents came to the door, hoping to transfer their children from other classes to the ninth class.
In the past, everyone tried their best to send their children to the first, second, and third class, the three elite classes. Now, because of the existence of the language teacher, Fang Yan, there were even some students from the first, second, and third classes who wanted to transfer to the ninth class.
Fang Yan wasn't the teacher in charge of the ninth class, so he didn't have the right to decide whether a student should stay or not. However, some parents were anxious, thinking that Fang Yan was also a teacher in the school and could definitely help solve this problem.
Fang Yan usually rejected such requests. His own job wasn't stable, how could he have the ability to transfer other children's classes?
Because of the "class-hopping craze" brought about by Fang Yan, he became the public enemy of all the teachers in the school.
"Isn't that kid good at making trouble? I want to see how his students can score during the mock test … "
"Students should be down-to-earth, what's the point of doing all those fancy things? Harming others and oneself … "
"Swimming in the Sparrow River, strolling in the rainy alley, who's to blame if there's a problem?"
…
The teachers were unconvinced. Why was it that after working for so many years and being so experienced in the industry, a young man like him could seduce our students with just a few tricks?
The teacher in charge of the first, second, and third class, these three top classes, were even more prejudiced against Fang Yan, feeling that he had stolen their limelight.
One had to know that the so-called top class was to provide the best students with the best teachers. These three classes recruited students based on their grades, and no one was allowed to break the rules.
This rule was set by the old principal, Lu Gong, when he was the principal. If he didn't do this, then the principal's son, the vice principal's son, the mayor's daughter, the vice mayor's niece, and all the other high-ranking officials would all send in a relative or friend's child. How could the top class still be a role model?
This was also the reason why Zheng Guodong, the director's son, Li Mingqiang's son, Li Yang, and the teacher in charge of the ninth class, Chen Dahai's son, Chen Tao, were not able to enter the small class and could only be assigned to the ninth class.
It was fine if the teachers from other classes hated Fang Yan. After all, they were direct competitors. The problem was, even the teacher in charge of the ninth class, Chen Dahai, hated Fang Yan to the core.
Chen Dahai had repeatedly lost in front of Fang Yan. This was nothing new.
The worst thing was, he had been the teacher in charge for so long, and those students had never thought of transferring to him. Now, Fang Yan had only been here for a month, and those students were fighting to be the first to vote. Wasn't it obvious who was better and who was worse?
Therefore, Chen Dahai's heart was filled with anger, and he looked like he could explode at any time.
Fang Yan turned a blind eye to his aggressive attitude. During class and after school, when he ate, he didn't even put him in his eyes.
This made Chen Dahai feel even more insulted.
When Fang Yan was standing on the podium, a boy stood at the door of the classroom.
"Reporting." The boy shouted with a clear voice.
Fang Yan turned around and was stunned by the boy's handsome appearance. Isn't this guy the young version of Louis Koo?
When Louis Koo and Li Ruotong acted in "The Legend of the Condor Heroes", he was still a pretty boy. Later, he took the "self-deprecating" route, which made him one of the three most influential black stars in Hong Kong.
"Wow, it's Tangcheng." A girl exclaimed.
"Tang Tang … Why is he in our class? Isn't he in the first class? "
"What is this guy doing here?"
…
Fang Yan frowned. It seemed that this guy was very famous?
"What's the matter?" Fang Yan asked.
"I'm here to report." Tangcheng said with a smile. When he grinned, two charming dimples immediately appeared on his face.
"So handsome." Another group of infatuated girls exclaimed.
"Report?" Fang Yan looked at Tangcheng and said, "Are you a student of the ninth class?"
"From now on, yes." Tangcheng handed over the paper in his hand and said, "This has Principal Zhang's signature."
"It's Principal Zhang again." Fang Yan cursed in his heart. This old guy pushed Qin Yitian over, making him live in fear every day, for fear that if he was not careful, she would take the opportunity to take him down. Now there's Tangcheng … Does he think that the ninth class is an entertainment company? Handsome boys and beautiful girls kept recommending him to this class.
Fang Yan took the paper and looked at it. There was indeed Zhang Shaofeng's handwritten letter, and it was also stamped with the school's seal. It should be true.
"Which class were you in before?" Fang Yan asked.
"The first class." Tangcheng said.
"Huh?" Fang Yan was even more depressed. Another one from the first class, aren't you adding fuel to the fire?
"Isn't the first class fine? Why did you come to the ninth class? "Fang Yan asked.
"Because … Qin Yitian also came." Tangcheng looked at Qin Yitian in the last row of the classroom and said enthusiastically, "I was afraid that she would be lonely here."
Wow …
There was another burst of exclamation.
However, this time Fang Yan didn't understand what the students were shouting about.
They came to find Qin Yitian, what does it have to do with you?
Besides, he said that he was worried that Qin Yitian would be lonely in the ninth class. Didn't he mean that except for him, Tangcheng, no one else was worthy to be Qin Yitian's friend?
This kid's tone was really arrogant.
"Of course, I also want to know the famous teacher Fang Yan in the school." Tangcheng took the initiative to extend his hand to Fang Yan, and got along with Fang Yan with the etiquette of an adult, and said, "Mr. Fang, please advise me in the future."
Fang Yan hesitated a little, but still reached out and shook hands with him.
Soon, he felt a strong force coming towards him.
"You know martial arts?" Fang Yan looked at Tangcheng with some surprise.
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