'Merry Christmas, my always confused little silly cat Ms. Fang. '

It's so numb, Fang Yanqing looked at the words written in Wei Chao's handwriting on the note, and rubbed his arm, he couldn't imagine Wei Chao standing in front of him and saying these words, he might be out of breath and be ashamed to death.

The box is not sealed, a fountain pen, the black metal pen seems to be printed with words on the body, pick up the pen and take a closer look, this pen may not be able to use, it is actually engraved with the name of himself and Wei Chao, and a heart is drawn in the middle, Fang Yanqing is now blushing a lot, taking a deep breath to remind himself to be sober, today is a full class!

"Are you sure this is the right gift?" Wei Chao looked at the fountain pen in front of him that was the same as Fang Yanqing's touch while making a phone call, "But will the inscription on it be too much, how can it be embarrassing to use it." ”

"Why are you embarrassed to use it!" the female voice on the other end of the microphone said angrily, "This can mean that Yanqing is yours, Yanqing is so good-looking, there will definitely be people who are interested in Yanqing, you think, Yanqing brought a pen with him, doesn't this mean that Yanqing has someone." ”

"Well, what you said also makes sense, I'll hang up first. After Wei Chao finished speaking, he ignored the unfinished voice on the other end of the phone, and hung up the phone directly, "Come in." ”

The door was gently pushed open, and Fu Zhi walked in with a few pieces of paper, "Wei Shao, this is some of the information you asked for before, by the way, the time for the peace talks has been set, just tomorrow, the location is in Shanghai, I heard that Wang Jingwei was sent, and it should be there this afternoon." ”

"yes, I see. Wei Chao took the list and looked at it.

Fang Yanqing carefully read the handouts in his hand before class, the boys and girls in the classroom sat clearly, their small groups gathered together to talk, with the crisp sound of the class bell, they all walked back to their seats, and Fang Yanqing also slowly walked into the classroom.

Not as nervous as he imagined, looking at the slightly immature teenager sitting below, Fang Yanqing put the lecture notes on the lecture and bowed deeply, "I am a new intern instructor, Fang Yanqing, I hope to spend a memorable time with you, the subject I am responsible for is Spanish, and I hope you can learn useful knowledge in my class." ”

After Fang Yanqing finished speaking, he lowered his head and unfolded the handout, flipped the textbook to the page number that the teacher said before, and said to the students below, "Then before going to class, I would like to ask you to briefly introduce yourself in Spanish, so that we can get to know each other......"

After a class, Fang Yanqing matched the names of the people in the classroom, and also had a general understanding of everyone's level, and when he walked out of the classroom, he saw Qin Wei coming out of the next class, she seemed to be in charge of the Chinese language, Fang Yanqing thought of the Chinese language, and suddenly felt a little unconvinced, is there a problem with his own Chinese language level? I have also been admitted to the Chinese Language Department of Peking University, and I have published a lot of articles, why don't I let myself teach the Chinese language.

"Mr. Fang has also finished class, let's go back to the office together. Qin smiled and walked up, holding Fang Yanqing's arm.

Except for Feng Ranran, no one had taken his arm so directly, and he pulled out his hand without a trace, and pretended to sort out the handouts in his hand, "Well, I just finished class, let's go." ”

Qin Wei didn't hold Fang Yanqing's arm and was not discouraged, he continued to walk very close to Fang Yanqing, smiling and talking, "Can I call Mr. Fang Sister Yanqing?

Listening to the gentle voice, Fang Yanqing couldn't help but stumble, one sister and sister, and couldn't help but remind himself of Pan Yuxiu, and I don't know who Pan Yuxiu is calling her sister and sister now, Fang Yanqing glanced at Qin Wei, thinking that he was not very familiar with it, but now there are students who come and go next to him, and he still has to give this person some face, so he had to say with a smile, "I'm almost twenty." There are still three months left, Fang Yanqing added silently in the back.

"Ah, if that's the case, I'm really going to call you Sister Yanqing. Qin Wei heard Fang Yanqing's words, and said with a little surprise, "I didn't expect my sister to be twenty years old, and I look very young, although I am only eighteen years old, but I don't look as good as my sister's skin, my sister must be very rich, and she has a lot of maintenance." ”

Fang Yanqing's eyebrows jumped twice, looking at the distant office, I really wanted to shake off the person next to me, "Yes, my sister has to be maintained diligently, this face doesn't look as good as my Sister Xu's skin, oh, by the way, Sister Xu's children are eight years old this year." ”

Why did he say such meaningless words to the woman next to him, Fang Yanqing felt a little headache, some time ago, when the intern instructor was together, Qin Wei always called his name with a kind face, I didn't know how good he thought he had a good relationship with her, and he always hinted that Fang Yanqing was rich in front of others.

"Really?" Qin Wei was stunned for a moment, his eyes were aggrieved, and he sniffed, "My sister's family background is not as good as my sister's, but my sister doesn't need to wash me like this, I just praised my sister for her good skin, and my sister said that I was like having a child, and I haven't married yet." ”

Fang Yanqing looked at Qin Wei's movements with some indifference, and suddenly thought of Ding Sanniang's appearance when he looked at Pan Yuxiu, looking at Qin Wei's pear blossoms with rain, Fang Yanqing silently pulled out his handkerchief, this routine is all left over from Pan Yuxiu's play, how can he also be a middle school teacher, who has been influenced by new education, how can he still be these roads.

"Wipe your tears, you cry slowly, I'll go back to the office first. Fang Yanqing handed the handkerchief to Qin Wei, too lazy to look at Qin Wei's movements, and walked to the office by himself, if he was his former self, he might still be afraid of other people's opinions, pretending to comfort a few words, and pretending to be a good sister, but now he doesn't seem to need to wronged himself anymore, there is still a class of Spanish class in the afternoon, and then today's teaching task is completed, Fang Yanqing was thinking about teaching in his heart, and threw Qin Wei, who was born out of nowhere, aside.

On December 26th, the much-anticipated north-south peace talks began, and the Zhibao also got a vote for the right to interview, and the major newspapers were vying to report the latest news, Fang Yanqing continued to use the pen name of the heavy language to vote for two social commentaries, many people agreed, and the reputation was dry, and there were even magazines that contacted the Zhibao Agency, asking if they could tell the author's contact information, and they would be rewarded heavily, Fang Yanqing thought for a long time, and finally pulled Xu Qingyi and secretly told him that he was the weight of the language.

"Yanqing, are you Mr. Yu?" Xu Qingyi couldn't come back to his senses for a long time, after all, some time ago, he said that because several authors made the sales of Weizhi Weekly better and better, he proposed to increase the manuscript fee, of course, the first of the six is the weight of the language, and Fang Yanqing thought for a while before nodding.

"At that time, the weekly newspaper had just started to be made, and I was afraid that no one would submit it, so I wrote one more, so I thought it was interesting. Fang Yanqing explained, "But compared to me, this Miss Hou's matter is more troublesome, how did she break out about this matter?"

Miss Hou Jiasan was sold by other lace newspapers in writing manuscripts for Zhizhou Weekly, and for a time the popularity of Weizhi Weekly rose a few steps, Hou Nianci, the daughter of the Minister of Finance, is also the only daughter, the other two are sons, it is said that the minister loves this daughter very much, basically responds to requests, how can he not think of writing manuscripts for his own newspaper, lace news is even more unbelievable because of what popularity, lace news transformation to make comments, how difficult it is to receive manuscripts and how many leaflets are stuffed only I know, what is the reason for this young lady's blue eyes。

"I heard that the day before the news broke, someone stuffed envelopes into all the lace news offices, and every lace newspaper was stuffed, but only the one named Lace in our house did not stop. Xu Qingyi was still a little angry when he said it, "No, when it comes to lace gossip, our newspaper must be one of the best." ”

Fang Yanqing supported his forehead a little, "Forget it, write to Miss Hou to apologize, this matter is a little strange, it is clear that we don't know the identity of this Miss Hou, how could this matter suddenly spread, strange ......"

The girl standing next to her seemed to want to say something, hesitated for a moment, and closed her mouth again.

Fang Yanqing looked at Qing's movements, looked over, and asked softly, "Does Xiaoqing have any opinions?" ”

"It's... This, I think...... It seems to be intentional. Fang Qing saw that everyone followed Fang Yanqing and turned their eyes to herself, blushing a little, lowering her head slightly, and whispering.

"I also think it's a bit like it's intentional," Fang Yanqing nodded, "But these are just speculations, and if there is no evidence, it can only be regarded as nothing, apologize first, and then contact other lace newspapers to retract the article and don't print it, but the Hou family may have already dealt with it, Uncle Xu will contact Miss Hou to deal with the rest of the matter, if you can, you can compensate within the scope of your ability." ”

After all, it was the newspaper that did not protect the author's privacy, probably due to other reasons such as address leakage, Fang Yanqing knocked on the table and decided to think about it, send the manuscript or something, the first time you can send it directly to the newspaper, and the wrong person will contact the person in the back, and pick up the manuscript at the door, or take the manuscript in a specific place, and try to protect the address and other information.

The negotiation table is particularly long, and members of the business community like Wei Chao are arranged to be in the last seats, and those who can enter this room are all people who can speak in Shanghai, Wei Chao gently rubbed his temples, and skillfully was in a daze, each with a ghost in the autonomy of the United States, claiming to follow the United States, it is really ridiculous, but each has a ghost heart.

On December 29, Dr. Sun Yat-sen returned to China, and 17 provinces elected Mr. Sun as the provisional president.

Shanghai has been snowing all night, the cold wind in winter is getting colder and colder, and it is another weekend, Wei Chao rarely did not get up early, and shrunk in the quilt with Fang Yanqing, "How is the matter with Miss Hou you said last time?"

"Huh?" Fang Yanqing was still a little dazed, rubbed a few times in Wei Chao's arms, and then rubbed his eyes in a daze, and slowly returned to his consciousness in the dream, "Miss Hou? ”

Fang Yanqing, who was woken up, was a little angry, turned over on the bed, and slowed down for a while before saying, "She, she wants to see me, and she wants to become a shareholder of the Zhibao Agency." ”