Chapter 3

"Yes, no going." Zheng Jing once again rolled to the front of Fang Yan and blocked his way out. "If you want to leave after destroying something, how can it be so easy?"

"Have I not apologized?" Fang Yan turns to look at Lu Chaoge, frowning slightly. This woman is more difficult to deal with than he thought and - superficial.

According to the routine used in TV and movies, the heroine should have found the difference of the hero at this time. Then she would hold the hero's hand and keep it, stamp her feet and act coquettish, and say with her eyes full of coyness: I hate it. People have said I'm sorry. Can't you forgive them? If you forgive someone for being good or not, swear to God, if the woman in front of you is willing to do this to him, Fang Yan shakes her head, it seems that she thinks more about it.

"If an apology works, what do you want the school security to do?" Zheng Jing said proudly. This kid dares to scold himself as a ball. He must turn him into a monkey.

"This line is out of date. Now you can't scare people or pick up girls with it. Can you change it?" Fang Yan looked at Zheng Jing and kindly put forward his own suggestions.

"Security, security ------" Zheng Jing shouted. Wen can't do it, then we have to be aggressive.

Boy, I want you to know what it's called.

"This sentence is not bad, although there is no literary talent ------" Fang Yan commented.

Two security guards in green uniforms came running in and asked, "director Zheng, what's the matter?"

"Tie him up to me." Zheng Jing said angrily.

"Yes, director Zheng." Two security guards promised, one left and one right rushed to dialect.

Whoosh ------

they reached out at the same time, but they became hand in hand. The dialect they want to catch stands not far away and smiles at them.

What's the situation? How can that kid dodge so fast?

The eyes didn't blink. The man was gone.

"Get out." Lu Chaoge suddenly sounded.

"Yes, tie it up." Zheng Jing said with a big hand.

"I mean let you out." Lu Chaoge stares at Zheng Jing and points again with his fingers: "you, you, and you."

"------"

Zheng's fat face turns red, red face turns purple, and purple face turns white again.

Then, with a smile on his face, he said, "yes, we are going out now. I kept at the door, and principal Lu said hello. The origin of this person is unknown. President Lu must pay attention to safety.

When he turned and left, Zheng Jing felt that his life was not clear and he was humiliating and tragic.

"It shouldn't be like this." He said to himself in his heart.

Bang - ---

the door of the room is closed and the office is quiet again.

"You cut it?" Lu Chaoge pointed to the vase of flower arrangement and said.

"I'm afraid you don't believe me now, do you?" Fang Yan opened his mouth and smiled. His lips were slightly raised and the sun was bright.

Lu Chaoge didn't notice Fang Yan's smiling face. Her eyes were still on the vase of flower arrangement and she said, "this is the ladder to heaven?"

"This is the ladder to heaven in my mind." Fang Yan said. He knew that the woman should have discovered the change of flower arrangement.

Fortunately, it's not hopeless.

"The ladder in your heart?"

"Flower arrangement is like painting. A good painter should not be restricted by some rules and regulations. Besides, as like as two peas in a material, there are no two bottles of the same work. Is that so? "

"Yes." Lu Chaoge nods. Is this guy trying to teach himself?

"The first level of flower arrangement is" shape like ". As long as the shape corresponds to the name we choose for it, it is OK. The second level is "divine resemblance". It radiates that kind of temperament from the inside out, which is precious. The third level is "ghost axe". I've seen it, but I can't. The fourth level is "heavenly work", that is the legend. "

"Ghost axe?" Lu Chaoge is shocked. She is also a flower arranging fan. How could she not know the state of this ghost axe? "Have you seen it?"

"Yes." Fang Yan nods. "Your climbing ladder belongs to the deity, I don't think you have any opinion about it?"

Although he was reluctant, Lu Chaoge nodded frankly and said, "I'm also a beginner -"

"have you ever been to Wudang Mountain?" Fang Yan asked.

"No." Lu Chaoge shakes his head.

"Have you ever seen the ladder? On TV or in the picture, a mountain road on Wudang Mountain. "

"Yes." Lu Chaoge nods.

"It's simple and quiet. It's smoky. I can't see the end of it when I look up." Fang Yan went to Lu Chaoge's side and stood side by side with her, pointed to the flower arranging work, and said, "the origin of the name of the climbing ladder is based on the climbing ladder of Wudang Mountain, right?""Yes."

"The line you chose, yugali, echoed from the beginning to the end, but it was the top one that was bad. What is heaven? It is the sky that cannot be seen or touched. I cut out yugali's song to give people unlimited imagination. There should be no boundaries. "

"And the Yellow Fu Ying, though laid out in a lazy and easy way, is not in line with the theme of climbing the ladder. What doesn't match? Complex. Climbing the ladder to the sky is a path that goes straight into the sky. It is simple and straight. Although these yellow Fu Ying add beauty to it, it is also a burden to it. This is a common fault of female flower arrangement artists in their artistic creation. They feel that every flower is beautiful and every leaf is not willing to be abandoned. It turned out to be a big reunion. "

"It doesn't need too much embellishment or too gorgeous color to climb the ladder. It is domineering, straightforward and spiritual. I only need three flowers. Flowers are not the point. This one is yugali. "

"I see." Lu Chaoge sighs softly. "I have also made the same mistakes that those women do."

"It's normal." Fang Yanxiao. "Because you're a woman, too."

Lu Chaoge glared at him severely, and thought of the word "no" that he asked him why he was answering.

He went back to his big desk and sat down, looked up at Fang Yan standing in front of her and said, "you want to be a teacher?"

"Yes." Fang Yan nods with a smile.

"Why?" Lu Chaoge asked. "Why do you want to be a teacher?"

"My grandfather is a teacher." Fang Yan replied without any hesitation. Before coming to the interview, he guessed that the examiner might ask such a vulgar question. Therefore, he has already filled out a perfect answer sheet in his heart. "My grandfather's grandfather is also a teacher. My father is a teacher. Even before my mother was soaked in my father's hands, she was also a kindergarten teacher - --- when the spring silkworm died, the wax torch turned into grey tears. Yes, it's hard to be a teacher, with endless chalk scraps and endless homework

"But being a teacher is also great. Peaches and plums speak for themselves, but they make a difference. When it comes to Chinese New Year's day, countless students call for condolences, and countless people come to visit their teachers in person. Some even fly back from the United States and Canada. To be honest, I envy it. I envy them. So, when I was very young, I was determined to be a glorious people's teacher. I want to dedicate my youth, my talent, my body - a light, a heat. "

Fang Yan looked at Lu Chaoge with burning eyes, and said, "principal Lu, please give me a chance to do something for students and you."

"-----------" Lu Chaoge sat there and didn't speak.

Seriously, she didn't know how to deal with the freak in front of her.

She has never experienced such an explicit way of applying for a job, nor has she ever met such a noble and great career that a practitioner will carry forward.

After listening to his words, it makes people feel that what he wants to do is not a teacher, but a Buddha like Avalokitesvara.

You said he was fake, his expression was so serious.

You say he's real, and you can't help but wonder what his IQ is.

"Principal?" Fang Yan waited for a while, but didn't get the proper response. He couldn't help but give a voice to remind him.

Too much of a show?

Probably not. When practicing in front of the mirror in the morning, even he was moved.

"Mmm..." Lu Chaoge's brain just returned to normal. His eyes were on Fang Yan's face and he said, "I know. You must be a good teacher. "

"Thanks for president Lu's recognition and encouragement. I will work hard to cultivate and do a good job as a teacher."

"The old headmaster said hello to me. You are invited by the old headmaster. There should be no big problem in your ability. However, anyone who wants to be a teacher in Zhuque middle school will have a three-month assessment period. If after three months, you fail to pass the school's assessment standards - then, I'm sorry. I will advise you to resign. "

"Zheng Jing." Lu Chaoge shouted at the door.

Zheng Jing trotted in and asked with a smile, "headmaster, do you want me?"

"Take Mr. Fang Yan to go through the formalities, and then send him to class 19 of high school to meet the students. He will take the Chinese course of this class. "

"Yes. The principal. " Zheng Jing agreed with Li Suo very much.

When the door closed, Lu Chaoge left his seat and went to the corner of the wall. Looking at the more vivid climbing ladder, he sighed softly and said, "Mei is crying."

Out of Lu Chaoge's office, Fang Yan looks up at the blue sky of the campus and sighs: "it's better to see the school flowers than to fight and kill."

"What do you say?" Zheng Jing turned and asked.

"I said that you look like chow yun fat from behind."

"How do you curse?" Zheng Jing, like a rabbit with its tail trodden on, jumped up.