Resist the world, but I spread the curse

Chapter 281
Yanping City in the 70s was more lively than it was 20 years later, with a lot of waste waiting to be done. Everyone felt that there was hope in life, and there was light in their eyes in everything they did, and everything was thriving.

It is much better than the social atmosphere after 40 or [-] years. At least those who walk in the narrow alleys and streets with messy sewage are people who pursue life. .

Even though in Fang Mu's weird perspective, the people in this city are all rotten and changeable people, but he feels that they are all more angry than himself, which makes him feel like and happy.

To understand the culture of a place, the further you go to the center of urban development, the "lower" the level of education is, but in this era... it's the other way around.

After Fang Mu abandoned the car he drove into the woods in the suburbs, he walked into the city, walked all the way to the city center, and set off after a night of rest.

"Grandpa, do you know where I can find Teacher Wang Zheng?" Fang Mu tidied himself up a bit, making his hair shiny and smooth. Although the clothes were not beautiful, and even a little torn, they looked energetic overall. When he spoke, he raised his chest and raised his head, his voice was loud, and he deliberately used a tone similar to that of a broadcaster to shout at the gate guard who was standing guard at the gate of Yanping University.

Fang Mu's performance is very characteristic of this era. In addition, his appearance is not very old. With a little dressing up, he looks more like an active youth of this era.

The uncle just glanced at Fang Mu, and felt that this person was very energetic and safe, but he still asked out of professional ethics: "What are you doing?"

"There are a few things I don't understand about horse studies. I heard that Teacher Wang Zheng is very good at this, so I came here to ask him for advice!" Fang Mu's eyes sparkled.

The uncle nodded. Apparently people like Fang Mu are quite common. He waved and said, "Come here and register."

"Okay!" Fang Mu shouted loudly, following behind.

After registering, the uncle glanced at Fang Mutian's name, and read out: "Fang Sen..."

"I'm here!"

"...you don't need to be so loud, I'm not deaf." The uncle finally got tired of Fang Mu's performance, felt a little pained, and hurriedly said, "You came at the right time, Mr. Wang happened to be teaching the workers and peasants from outside today. Come back, you should be preparing lessons in the office now, you can ask any student on the road, and you will find someone easily."

Only now did Fang Mu let go of his poor acting skills, and said with a light smile, "Thank you." Then he walked into the school.

After some inquiries on the way, Fang Mu didn't find out the specific way, but he met a group of "like-minded" students, surrounded by this group of enthusiastic students at a loss, and went to Wang Zheng's office together.

Wang Zheng's office is really conspicuous, it's the one on the far right on the first floor of the teaching building closest to the basketball court.

When they first arrived, Fang Mu and the others didn't even need to knock on the door, the door opened from the inside, and a young woman in her early twenties with an honest face came to meet her.

Fang Mu felt a little dazed, and stared at the other party who had just come out of the office for a long time. The girl probably didn't expect a handsome man to pay such attention to her, and immediately ran away blushing. Greetings don't bother to respond.

"Xiao Wang took some time to deliver food to your father again, hey."

"Xiao Wang goes to the secretary when she has time, she has something to ask for you!"

……

When everyone saw the girl running away in embarrassment and panic, they were all joking.

Fang Mu secretly shook his head, thinking a little funny in his heart: Wang Ma was so young and naive more than 20 years ago, I really don't know how she turned into that carefree look later on.

The honest-looking girl just now was the nanny that Fang Mu II hired when he settled in Yanping City. She was just a young version and hadn't fully grown into the aunt he was familiar with.

And the Wang Zheng he was looking for today was none other than Wang Ma's father who had worked at Yanping University and was the bishop of philosophy.

Becoming her father's daughter is probably the most honorable and fortunate thing for Wang Ma in her life. When she chats with Anqin in her spare time, she often talks about her father's affairs, and she always talks happily, but she always feels sorry for herself. Her father died too early, otherwise, even if she had nothing to do with her family, her children would still be able to excel under her father's teaching.

Today, Fang Mu, who traveled through time and space, had the opportunity to meet the father Wang Ma spoke of.

Wang Zheng was sitting in the corner of the office. He was dressed almost the same as Fang Mu. He was dressed poorly, but looked very energetic. He wore a pair of glasses. Not even remotely similar.

The students who came with Fang Mu scrambled to talk to Wang Zheng and asked, thirsty for knowledge, and pushed Fang Mu, who was full of innocence, against the wall.

Fang Mu was a little helpless, but chose to stand silently by the wall until the class bell rang, and the students reluctantly left the office.

When all the students and the teachers who were about to go to class had left, Fang Mu and Wang Zheng happened to be the only ones left in the office.

Wang Zheng finally noticed Fang Mu, he was a little surprised: "Hey, this..."

As for Fang Mu, he seemed a little unsure of the other party's age.

"I'm not a student." Fang Mu immediately stepped forward and introduced himself with a smile, "My name is Fang Sen, and my father was a soldier who died with honor. When I came to Yanping, I just heard that you are very proficient, so I came here to ask for advice."

Wang Zheng suddenly realized. After hearing about Fang Mu's identity, his eyes became more gentle and kind, and he said patiently: "I don't dare to be proficient, but if you want to ask anything, just ask."

Fang Mu immediately asked the other party for advice, and Wang Zheng answered fluently.

Wang Zheng slowly noticed that Fang Mu's questions were somewhat in-depth. Many of them were not superficial questions that ordinary students would ask, but questions derived from further thinking. He had to think hard about many questions before he could answer them. At the time of the death, his eyes were already a little brighter.

However, soon Wang Zheng gradually discovered that Fang Mu's questions became more and more weird, even a little abnormal, and gradually touched the "minefield". , and then look left and right to make sure there are no people around.

Wang Zheng is not a fool, he can see that Fang Mu not only has something on his mind, but also came to find trouble.

He lowered his voice and said in a deep voice, "Who are you? What exactly do you want to ask me?"

"Actually, it's just a few simple questions." Fang Mu looked at Wang Zheng in surprise, his eyes lost control again, and he saw that Wang Zheng's death was "abnormal death".

This "abnormal" is not in the general sense, but specifically refers to death due to special abnormal factors.

At this moment, Wang Zheng, who had a bad face, didn't know that he would die soon. When he died, he was covered with sores and pustules, his body was swollen, his tongue was sticking out long, and it could hang down from his mouth to the ground, like a bird that was maliciously killed. Like playing with a dead toad.

(End of this chapter)