Chapter 304

Name:Ultimate Teacher Author:Liu Xia Hui
Fang Yan got into the BMW in Tangcheng, and the driver went out to smoke and gave the space to the two teachers and students.

Fang Yan looked at Tang city and said, "the problem has been solved?"

"How dare you come to see you if you don't solve it?" Tang said with a smile. "People are from me. I can't run by myself and leave Huang Haoran and them there to wipe my butt - of course, I guess Huang Haoran will call you. He is your absolute confidant. Nothing can be concealed from you. "

"Where are you going?" Fang Yan asked. Fang Yan is a teacher. He has a deep understanding of his students.

Tang city is a talented and arrogant city. Fang Yan knows that the relationship between Tang city and Qin Yitian has always been good. Qin Yitian has such a shocking background. Where can Tang city go?

Moreover, it is precisely because of the extreme pride of Tangcheng that he will definitely bear the responsibility for his mistakes and will never put the responsibility on others.

Knowing that Tang Cheng was involved, Fang Yan was no longer worried that the matter could not be solved, nor was he worried that the result of the handling of the matter would be bad for them in the end - no matter who handled the matter, he would eventually have to give the Tang family a face. If the Tang family spoke.

Fang Yan hurried to come, first of all, worried that his students were injured. But after making sure that the student was not injured, he was worried that the outcome of the case was unfair.

Of course, this injustice mainly refers to the students of Ivy League.

You see, there is such a selfless man in the world.

He knew the energy of the Tang family. He knew that if the Tang family said anything, it would be really unreasonable in the city of Tang. This matter could only be solved.

However, Fang Yan did not want to see such a result.

He wants his students to understand the meaning of right and wrong. He wants his students to know the big right and big wrong. He wants his students not to be infected with the bad atmosphere in the society - I'm wrong, I apologize. You're wrong. You'll take it.

It's not advisable to oppress people with power.

If they succeed this time, they will not think about right or wrong but who can help to solve the problem.

Students are the hope of the future of society. If the hope of the future is such a psychology, where is the hope?

Fang Yan is willing to discuss with the teachers and leaders of Ivy League school to determine the nature of the fight.

It's wrong for students to fight after all. He loves his students and class 9 children, but he won't overindulge them.

However, Ivy's performance is really disappointing.

This is also the reason why Fang Yan left and let the incident develop naturally. Because he knew that he couldn't communicate with the powerful director Fang and the teacher Lin who didn't ask about the cause and effect.

Since you don't accept my kindness, you should be regarded as a stink. Love as it is.

"It depends on how they choose over there." Tang City smiles proudly. "Anyway, I'm polite and respectful here - if they want to make things big and small, I can let them go. I'm a low-key person. I don't want to make people laugh. What's the big deal? To tell you the truth, I feel ashamed to beat them - but if they don't know how to live or die, let's admit it. I've prepared a big meal for them. "

Looking at Fang Yan, Tang Cheng said, "but teacher Fang came out so soon, which proves that the old people there are not easy to talk, right? Ivy has more influence in the education field of Huacheng than Zhuque. Therefore, it has formed those guys. Looking at Jiang Qin, Laozi and Tianfang Yan smiled and said: "it is not important to have success or not, and it is important to find happiness - if you think it is good, then go to pursue and enjoy such a life. No one says that you must have great achievements. "

"That doesn't work. Since I have promised to develop our Chinese classical music with my sister in summer, I will definitely work hard for this goal. I've read a lot of information recently. It's really necessary to worry about my sister in summer, and we really need to wake up -- "

" just stick to it. " Fang Yan said. "You've been busy eating all the way. Do you want to buy anything for your parents?"

"Mr. Fang, do you have any good recommendations?"

"Your father likes drinking, but it doesn't make sense to buy wine - it's better to buy a watch." Fang Yan seriously put forward his own suggestions. He promised Jiang Qin to come and help her with the gift, and he would fulfill his responsibilities. Jiang Qin is also Fang Yan's teacher. He is happy to see the students show their love in front of their own father rather than "Godfather".

Jiang Qin's eyes brightened and said, "yes. I'll buy my father a watch. Who says a butcher can't wear a watch? The butcher's daughter must make her father wear a watch. "

After confirming his father's gift, Jiang Qin took Fang Yan and ran to the friendship building nearby. There are many brand counters, middle-class brands and high-end brands.

Fang Yan and Jiang Qin discussed to buy a mid-range brand watch worth several thousand yuan. In this way, Jiang Daye is willing to wear the watch even if he knows its value. If you buy a watch of tens of thousands of yuan, Jiang Daye must hide it so that he loses the significance of buying a watch.Fang Yan asked Jiang Qin to take his watch first and walk to the bathroom of the shopping mall.

When he came to the bathroom and was about to release the zipper, his hand suddenly stopped.

He saw a frog.

A big green frog is squatting in the urinal, staring at him with wide eyes, and saying nothing, just like a plastic toy.

However, Fang Yan knew that it was really a frog, a living frog.

Fang Yan can see his eyes turning, his puffed up cheeks rolling up and down, his mouth opening and closing -

in the urinal of a big city, he can see a green frog. Doesn't this look weird?

If it was you, what would you do?

Fang Yan held his breath, and a strong heat flow poured over the frog's head.

Quack -

quack -

quack -

the frog cried fiercely.