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Chapter 93 Sanchi speaks Taiwanese Spring and Autumn, a commoner proud prince
In front of the whole class, He Zongchao praised Fang Jing severely. Fang Jing didn't even dare to think about it before.

"Fang Jing, it's rare to come here and say a few words to my juniors and younger sisters."

He Zongchao also knew that the school leaders had something to do with him, and he was going to give a speech in the big class later, so he didn't want to waste his time, so he just said a few words to dismiss these students.

"Haha." Fang Jing scratched his head, "Everyone, study hard and make progress every day."

"That's gone?" He Zongchao said with a dark face, "Aren't you quite able to argue with me before? Say a few more words."

"Then what... eat less snacks and read newspapers more, go to bed early and get up early, don't play with mobile phones in class, don't skip classes."

"Fuck off!"

"Hey! Goodbye, teacher!"

"Hahahaha!"

Seeing Fang Jing running for his life, the whole class burst out laughing.

Not daring to scurry around, Fang Jing buried his head and went straight to the office on the third floor this time. If he was caught by a few teachers to speak a few more words, he would not survive.

As soon as I ran to the stairwell on the second floor, there was a smell of roasted potatoes. It was still a familiar recipe and a familiar smell.

His throat rolled, and he knew where it came from without thinking about it. Except for the fire in the office, there was no such condition in other places.

Rongcheng is a small county, and the teacher's office does not have air-conditioning. In the winter, they burn iron stoves. This tradition has continued for many years.

I don't know when, someone started to bring home potatoes or sweet potatoes to school, bake one before class, and it will be delicious when they come back.

Here, everything else is lacking, but potatoes and sweet potatoes are enough.

Because of the fear of gas poisoning, although it is cold in winter, the windows are still open, which is why Fang Jing can smell it in the stairwell.

When he came to the door of the office, Fang Jing poked his head in first. A few teachers were chatting around the fire, and there was a figure at his desk, not Xu Li.

"Tuk Tuk Tuk!"

"Hello teacher!" Fang Jing greeted by the door.

Hearing a familiar voice, Xu Li turned her head, "Why are you still here? Didn't you go to the principal's office?"

Fang Jing shook his head, "No one told me, they just told me to come over this morning."

"Come in and sit down first. I'll call the principal. I'm afraid they are all in a hurry and thought you weren't here."

"Hello, Teacher Jiang, and Hello, Teacher Gong." Fang Jing moved a chair to sit by the fire, and greeted the other teachers with a smile.

I saw him rubbing his hands dry to keep warm, but his eyes were staring at the potatoes on the stove motionlessly, almost drooling with greed.

"If you want to eat, take it yourself." Jiang Yan chuckled, "I've never seen you be so polite before. Sure enough, I've grown up after going out."

Gong Qianling sighed, "Yes! I remember that when he first came to school, he was still a dark boy, but now he is taller than me."

While eating, Fang Jing said vaguely: "But in my memory, the faces of the two teachers have not changed, they are still so young and beautiful."

"Hahaha, you can really talk!"

He still respects these two teachers very much. Gong Qianling is a normal college student in the 90s. He took root here just after graduation, and has been with Dust for more than ten years.

She personally educated these rural children from the surrounding areas from ignorance to maturity, and sent them away in tears three years later. Jiang Yan was once one of them.

Fang Jing heard that Jiang Yan's family was poor at that time, and her parents wanted to marry her before she graduated from junior high school. It was Gong Qianling who came forward to protect her and gave her money to study.

Seven years later, she came back after graduating from university. Without hesitation, she took the long pole from the teacher's hand, and became a ferryman who accompanied the wind and rain, and the sun and the moon were like frost.

……

"Hey! Principal, Fang Jing is with me, okay, okay, I see."

After hanging up the phone, Xu Li said: "Sit down first, they are calling the county reporters, you go with us after class."

"okay!"

"I advise you to save some." Looking at the pile of potato peels in front of Fang Jing, Xu Li's mouth twitched, "This is Director Cao's."

"Gulu!" Swallowing the last mouthful, Fang Jing looked at Jiang Yan blankly, with an expression as if saying, "Why didn't you say it earlier?"

"Heck! You didn't ask, did you?"

Sniffing, Fang Jing glanced left and right, and tried to ask: "How about I wash my hands and see you on the playground later?"

get out of class was about to end, and Director Cao had to kill him when he came back.

"It's okay, Director Cao may not come over."

"Forget it, I'd better wash my hands!"

……

"Old Hei, have you finished smoking? It's my turn."

"There's still half of it, what's the rush?"

When he came to the toilet, Fang Jing saw smoke and a smell of smoke permeated the air. As soon as he boiled the water, it immediately became quiet without a sound.

Seeing that get out of class was over in ten minutes, he was not in a hurry, so he lowered his voice and hummed outside the toilet.

"Old Hei, have you left? My feet are numb."

"Your feet are numb, why don't you go? You must have been seen smoking so much just now, it might be waiting for us."

"Laozi was killed by you. If I was caught, my father might beat me."

"Hey! I beg you to smoke? Next time I will share your cigarettes. I am your grandson."

"Forget it, let's not talk about this, wait a minute, get out of class will be over soon, someone will definitely go to the toilet in a while, we will go out together if there are too many people, he doesn't know who it is."

"Yes, yes! He seems to be on the phone. Let's take off the smell first, so as not to be smelled out."

Hearing the soft blowing sound in the toilet, Fang Jing couldn't help laughing, "It's hot inside, eating shit! Come out quickly, Director Cao is coming soon."

"Damn it! It's not the teacher, I'll go out and kill him."

The two boys ran out with a limp, but Fang Jing had long since disappeared.

"Hello, senior."

"Hello there!"

"Hello, senior."

"Everyone is good."

After class, a large number of students came out and greeted him with smiles all the way. If it wasn't for Xu Li and the others beside him, they might all sign autographs and take pictures.

Jiang Yan chuckled, "Fang Jing, I didn't expect you to be quite popular."

"That's right, you don't even look at who I am."

When I came to the playground, several desks were arranged in a row on the rostrum, covered with velvet red cloth.

The corner of Fang Jing's mouth smiled, he had been using this cloth since he was in the first grade of junior high school, and he hadn't thrown it away for so many years.

"Where are you standing! Go up there."

Seeing Fang Jing join her class, Xu Li couldn't laugh or cry, he thought he was just studying.

sweat!After dawdling to get to the rostrum, Fang Jing looked at the more than 1000 people below, and seemed to be back in the day when he was thinking about self-criticism.

I don't know why, but after graduating, he was still a little scared when he saw a few school leaders, and he was not so timid when there were tens of millions of people live broadcasting in the sports center.

"Fang Jing, sit down."

"You sit and you sit, I'll just stand."

Director Cao: ...

"Sit down quickly, you are the only one standing with so many people, if you don't know, you think we are abusing you."

"Hey! All right."

With half of the stool sticking to his butt, Fang Jing was sitting on pins and needles, especially with the headmaster next to him, and he felt apprehensive.

"Why are your hands shaking?" Director Cao said gloomyly from behind.

"a little cold!"

(End of this chapter)