Teacher for a day

Chapter 80 Unusual Ordinary People
"Why do you ask that?" Chen Changyan observed Zhang Baolong with a smile.

The old man was wearing a clean old-fashioned long-sleeved white shirt, and his hair was gray, but not messy. His face was not as peaceful as that of ordinary old people, but there was a hint of sharpness in his eyes that was difficult to match.

If you want to use the words of his students, it is the kind of eyes that "it's not that the old man has become bad, but the bad person has become old".

It was actually the first time Chen Changyan saw this kind of look.

In the past, I only heard the old lady say that good people and bad people don't write on their faces... It wasn't until seeing Zhang Baolong that Chen Changyan realized that some people really have the ability to write bad words on their faces.

"If it's not a lion, why did you find it here? You won't tell me, it's a coincidence, you entered by mistake, right?" Zhang Baolong said, waving his hands.

It seemed to indicate to the cheongsam girl who was pushing the wheelchair behind her not to push, but to leave first.

But the cheongsam girl didn't seem to see it.

Hearing the screams behind her, she was already pushing towards them, and she was still firmly holding the push handle of the wheelchair.

Obviously, she didn't want to leave.

In a passage about three meters wide, Chen Changyan stood in the middle.

He confronted the wheelchair like this, and replied with a smile: "Of course it's not a mistake."

"So, can't you step aside?" Zhang Baolong stared at Chen Changyan with eagle-like eyes.

"Since they didn't enter by mistake, of course they came with a purpose. How could they step aside?" Chen Changyan still just laughed.

"Then what price will you pay to make you give up this purpose?" Zhang Baolong's voice was steady, and he didn't even ask what the purpose was.

Because Chen Changyan didn't do anything.

That meant that the other party didn't want his life... at least not yet.

At the same time, Zhang Baolong waved back again.

The speed is a little faster than before, and it seems a little impatient.

The girl in the cheongsam bit her lip, as if sensing this impatience, she let go of the wheelchair with both hands reluctantly.

She first made an ancient salute to Zhang Baolong.

Then, when passing by Chen Changyan, he bowed politely again, then left from the back of the passage, pressed the light on the elevator and went down.

Zhang Baolong looked Chen Changyan up and down, and after the girl pressed the elevator down, he said: "You, the strength of the orange class... is far inferior to the one on the stairs."

"But it's enough to stop you."

"Hahaha, that's true." Zhang Baolong's laughter was very thin, completely different from the mellow and harmonious voice of ordinary old people.

Chen Changyan was a little curious.

He didn't know how Zhang Baolong could judge the level visually.

After all, he didn't make a move at all, and the other party should not be able to sense any fluctuations in his breath...

He was full of questions, but he wanted Xie Kuyan to slow down a little bit—don't kill the red-ranked boss too fast, and give me some time for clichés.

It doesn't matter if he can talk about fifty cents more, or one yuan more... because puppets don't have the ability to fight independently. Chen Changyan is chatting with Zhang Baolong now, but in fact, he is also presiding over the battle on Zhao Hu's side.

The puppet is different from the slave ghost. The slave ghost has the consciousness of fighting independently, but the puppet does not have it at all.

If Zhao Hu was allowed to fight according to the automatic response, he would be dismantled into parts in minutes.

Chen Changyan doesn't really like to do two things at once... although it's not impossible.

Zhang Baolong coughed twice in the wheelchair, and there was an obvious cloudy sound in his throat. His lungs should not be doing well. He said: "Actually, not only do you need an orange-level expert to stop me... just come here and don't need two." There is enough money."

Chen Changyan smiled deeply.

This 58-year-old man has the same physical fitness as someone in his seventies or eighties.

Chen Changyan said: "If you are just stopping you as an ordinary person, then I really don't need to make a trip, but didn't you bring a lot of traversers?"

His way of speaking is actually learned from Da Mo.

No matter what the background of this person is, first use some of the information he revealed to cheat.

"Oh? That's amazing. I don't even know who you two are, but you already know. I'm an ordinary person?" Zhang Baolong's pupils shrank.

Well, I didn't know it at first...now I know it.

It's just that he didn't expect that what he said as a joke with Xie Kuyan became a prophecy - Zhang Baolong, the organizer of the tear-up flash mob, is really an ordinary person.

If this is the case, then Zhang Baolong has nothing to fear in front of the real Lionheart Action Group - he is not a time traveler, and with Lionheart's old-fashioned approach, he will not kill him.

It's a pity that neither Chen Changyan nor Xie Kuyan has anything to do with Lion Heart, and they won't abide by their rules.

"Although he is an ordinary person, it is not ordinary to be able to make such a big mess," Chen Changyan said.

"Heh, from this aspect, I'm really not ordinary. Do you admire me? Do you want to throw a mountain?" Of course Zhang Baolong knew that he was joking.

"Oh? Is there such an option? How to vote?" Chen Changyan also laughed.

Zhang Baolong just gave him a deep look, didn't take it seriously, and didn't answer.

Only three-year-olds really feel that they are here to cast mountains.

"Little friend. If you were a lion, you wouldn't kill me. Please get out of the way... If you are not a lion, you can just say what you want. I should be able to satisfy you." Zhang Baolong heard him bring The screams of the traversers who came were less than 30 meters away from him, but he didn't seem to be panicked at all.

He didn't panic, and Chen Changyan was of course very patient, looking at him with a smile: "Want an answer?"

"what is the answer?"

"Any answer, for example, why do you, an ordinary person, want to hang out with time travelers? For example, why did you organize this flash mob of tearing up books. For example... just say something?" Chen Changyan shrugged and said .

"You little friend, it's interesting." Zhang Baolong's old face was full of creases, "So, if I answer something casually, you can step aside?"

"That depends on your answer, I am satisfied or not." Chen Changyan smiled.

"I have been engaged in education all my life, and I can't bear to see generations of seedlings being destroyed by heavy studies. When people are about to die, they always do something meaningful to human beings... As for why they are mixed with time-travelers, because they He is capable and can help me achieve my wish." Zhang Baolong stared into Chen Changyan's eyes, "Are you satisfied with this answer?"

Chen Changyan did not make any comments on his seemingly impeccable answer.

Because he knows it's not true.

A person who started out as an educational institution at the age of 30, and then suddenly wakes up when he gets old?Don't you think it should be done like this?Want to start atonement?And the way of redemption is to start preaching that reading is useless, and even create a big carnival in the rain?
Don't say that Chen Changyan is a teacher... Even a passer-by would not believe this statement.

Chen Changyan knows and sees what a teacher who really cares about his students does.

Zhang Baolong's answer, on the contrary, proves that he must have other purposes, and this purpose probably has nothing to do with the "seedlings" in his mouth.

Bang!
A row of bookshelves collapsed at the end of the passage where they chatted.

very close.

Behind Zhang Baolong's wheelchair, a physical education teacher was roaring, and several traversers were screaming...

And one of the screams seemed rather abrupt...

Chen Changyan saw that Zhang Baolong, who had been keeping a calm and stern look in his eyes, suddenly changed his face when the scream sounded.

So, one of the traversers... is not ordinary?
"Oh. I understand. In fact, it doesn't matter if I give up half a step, right? Because, you also have a red level in your hand... Do you think that waiting for your red level traverser to solve my red level?" Companion, it won't be too late to kill me..." Chen Changyan thought for a while, and then he understood Zhang Baolong's train of thought.

Zhang Baolong's face turned blue.

Yes, he is a person with a red rank in his hand!What is the concept of red rank... Even if all the Lionheart operators in Jiangcheng City were present, he would not frown.

But what the hell are these two people?Where did they come from?
He took the risk so accurately, he went straight up to the fourth floor, the front and back were blocked, and he had no room to move around.

"I guess, you are now suspecting that there are ghosts around you." Chen Changyan said with a smile.

(End of this chapter)