Chapter 164

The wind is blowing and the rain is pouring. It's raining harder and harder.

Countless rain lines, like sharp arrows, hit Liu Jingna's face, which looks fat and pale because he has been avoiding scientific research in the studio for a long time.

Everyone has been drenched in the rain. Even though they sometimes feel it cold, they seldom feel the pain it brings.

But Liu Jing felt it clearly this time. His skin felt it, his heart felt it.

The sweat of his whole body is rooted up, and every muscle of his body is stretched to the extreme. The rain was so sharp and sharp that it made his face look like a honeycomb.

"Ah --" he opened his mouth, but didn't know if he made a sound. It's like a quiet movie. His ears are lost.

There are only moving pictures in his world, but there is no corresponding dubbing. The sound of the wind and the rain all disappeared.

He tried to look up at the man on the top of the building who wanted to end it, but his vision was blocked by the increasingly large and heavy water tank.

Bang!

The water tank presses his body down, and at the same time flattens half of the body.

The engine in the front of the car was blazing with sparks, which was his weak struggle and roar. However, the wind and rain were strong, and the scattered sparks were soon extinguished.

Maybe it's because of nervousness and fear. Before Liu Jing was knocked down, he still tightly grasped the big black umbrella in his hand.

While his arm was smashed by the water tank, the handle of the umbrella was also broken. The umbrella cloth with the broken handle finally broke away from the shackles and tumbled in the wind and rain. It's like a little black flower picked and abandoned by someone.

Gaga -

because of the huge vibration, several cars in the nearby parking lot shouted. The shrill alarm rang through the sky.

A resident pushed open the window, peeped out his head and looked down at the ground. His voice shrieked: "the water tank on the top of the building has fallen down."

"whose car has been smashed? Go to see whose car has been smashed."

"the dead man is coming soon."

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the black shadow on the top of the building took a single telescope from his arms, and he pulled the telescope away Come, Liu Jing's bloody face suddenly appeared in front of him.

Panic! Resentment!

And die in peace!

Of course, the most important thing for them is that Liu Jing died completely.

Heiying reaches up to the center of her brow and makes a military salute that is not very standard. Then she turns around and leaves. Soon, she will become a famous old teacher of Zhuque. Fang Yan is the king of popularity of the school. One represents the old teaching model, the other is the practitioner and promoter of pattern teaching.

The final exam will be held in a week. Who will be the real champion of the exam? Who will win the real honor?

You should know that this is not only a competition between Fang Yan and Zhang Yu's personal ability, but also a question of who is more suitable for the survival of the classical teaching method and the new teaching method.

Most people are more optimistic about Zhang Yu, because he is a senior teacher of the school, and more importantly, his students are all elites of the same mid-term exam. In terms of comprehensive quality, the students in class one are much higher than those in class nine.

"Class one is now conducting simulation training before the exam. Zhang Yu has produced 14 test papers for the big exam to help students guess questions. Class one students are working very hard every day. In order to win the exam, Zhang Yu has used the mean sea battle skill --- teacher Fang, do we really need to do anything?" Huang Haoran said with a worried face.

He is the representative of class nine in Chinese class. Class nine and class one bet that he is the representative of class nine in Chinese class. He not only wants to find ways to mobilize everyone's morale, but also to inquire into the actions and strength of his opponents through various relations -

however, when a class is busy to win the game, their teacher Fang has no way to deal with it. It's as if that day's words were just words. He has completely forgotten that matter now.

Therefore, Huang Haoran had to take the initiative to communicate with Mr. Fang at the end of class, and wanted to find out his real ideas.

"Does it make sense?" Fang Yan asked with a smile. "If you rely on hard work to win the game, do you really write down? Can we apply what we have learned? Can this knowledge become a culture, a gene flow into your blood and merge with you? We don't need to do anything. I believe you are the last winners. "

"Teacher Fang -" Huang Haoran was moved.

"All right. Go back to class. " Fang Yan said.

"Don't worry, Mr. Fang. We won't let you down."

"I said, I believe you." Fang Yan nodded. "By the way, remember to convey those words I just said to the students -"

"------"When Fang Yan came back, Lu Chaoge stood at the window to see the scenery.

Her face is expressionless, and there is something in her eyes that Fang Yan can't understand, but which makes people palpitate.

Fang Yan put away his umbrella, went to Lu Chaoge and asked, "why don't you go in and sit down? Your legs are not quite good, you can't stand for too long - what would you like to eat in the evening? "

"Liu Jing is dead." Lu Chaoge said.

"What?" Fang Yan was shocked. At noon, they were still sitting and chatting together, and he sent him to the gate of the small courtyard.

He also told him that it was windy and rainy outside, so pay attention to safety.

He just went out for two classes. One article hasn't been finished yet. How can there be no decent living people? Is life so fragile?

Fang Yan's expression became grim, saying, "they are now completely out of their mind."

"They want me to lose my mind." Lu Chaoge said.

"So the more time it is, the more calm we need to be."

"Jiang Zhuliu called and asked me to go home for dinner at night." Lu Chaoge said.

"Let you go back to dinner at this time to prove that jianglongtan is going to have a showdown with you." Fang Yan said. "Your legs and feet are not convenient. Shall I go with you?"

"Good." Lu Chaoge said, "go with me."

Fang Yingxiong and Fang Haohan ran out of the room. Fang Yingxiong looked at Fang Yan and said, "little martial uncle, shall we go with you?"

"OK, let's go." Fang Yan said in a cold voice. "It's about improving your life."

Fang Yan turns to look at Lu Chaoge and says, "it's said that you rich people eat steak and drink red wine for dinner?"

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