Chapter 164, Prepare for a Showdown!

The wind howled and the rain poured down. The rain was getting heavier and heavier.

Countless rain lines were like dense sharp arrows, hitting Liu Jing's bearded face, which looked fat and pale because he had been hiding in the studio for a long time.

Everyone has been drenched in rain, and even if it sometimes feels cold, it's rarely painful.

However, Liu Jing clearly felt it this time. His skin felt it, and so did his heart.

The hairs on his body stood on end, and every muscle in his body stretched to the extreme. The rain was so sharp and sharp that it pierced his face like a honeycomb.

"Ah------h It's like a silent literary movie, and his ears have lost hearing.

In his world, there are only moving images, but there is no corresponding voice acting. The sound of the wind, the rain, the rustling of the leaves, was gone.

He struggled to look up with his face up, he wanted to see the man on the roof who wanted to put an end to this----

However, his vision was blocked by the tank, which was getting bigger and heavier.

Syllable!

The water tank pressed his body underneath, and at the same time flattened half of the body.

The engine at the front of the car was sparkling, and it was his faint struggle and roar. However, the wind and rain were heavy, and the sporadic sparks were soon extinguished.

Perhaps because of nervousness and fear, Liu Jing was still holding the big black umbrella in his hand tightly before he was knocked down.

At the same time that his arm was smashed by the tank, the handle of the umbrella was also broken. The umbrella cloth with the broken handle finally broke free from its shackles and rolled and fluttered in the wind and rain. It's like a small black flower that has been picked and abandoned by someone.

Quack Quack -----

Because of the huge tremor, several cars in the nearby parking spaces shouted along with it. Piercing sirens echoed through the sky.

A resident pushed open the window, poked his head out and looked into the ground, and shouted in a sharp voice, "The roof water tank has fallen-----"

"Whose car was smashed---- go and see whose car was smashed----"

"Dead man---- come soon-----"

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The black shadow on the roof of the building took out a monocular from his arms, he pulled the telescope open, and Liu Jing's bloody face suddenly appeared in front of him.

Horror!

And death is not blind!

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

The shadow reached to the center of his eyebrows and gave a non-standard military salute, then turned to leave, which would soon become a dangerous place for the second scene.

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Syllable-----

The office door was slammed open.

Jiang Zhuliu hurriedly shouted, "Liu Jing is dead." Liu Jing was stoned to death. ”

Jiang Longtan stood in front of the window of his office, holding a copy of the Heart Sutra in his hand and reciting it gently. The expression is calm and peaceful.

"Dad, do you know?" Jiang Zhuliu said urgently. "Liu Jing is dead. He just ran to the office and got into a fight with you, you just fired his squid---- and he's dead. ”

Jiang Longtan closed the scripture, turned around and glanced at Jiang Zhuliu, and said, "Got it." ”

"You -----" Jiang Zhuliu looked at his father, who was almost weird, and said, "You don't have any other reaction?"

"What kind of reaction should we have?" Jiang Longtan asked.

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"I've known each other for many years, and Liu Jing is still a good person. Jiang Longtan said. "He was one of my few friends----- and when Lu Mingtu died, I read the Heart Sutra to him. Now, Liu Jing is gone, and I will also recite the Heart Sutra to him. I hope they can walk peacefully, without any pain---- intrigue and conflict of interest in Elysium. ”

"But, aren't you afraid of the gossip outside?" Jiang Zhuliu said angrily. "I just came back from outside, and many people say that this matter has something to do with you, and they -----"

"Or did you say I did it?" Jiang Longtan asked in a calm voice.

"Yes. Jiang Zhuliu said. "Say you're cutting off the dissident. first did Lu Mingtu, and now he did Liu Jing, in order to achieve his goal of controlling the Longtu Group single-handedly-----"

Jiang Longtan laughed and said, "If I really have such a purpose---- isn't this kind of movement too big?"

"-------" Jiang Zhuliu's expression was angry and his face was pale, but Jiang Longtan was a light and breezy appearance, as if the person who died just now was just an inconsequential matter.

At this moment, he realized that he was too tender compared to his father, who usually didn't talk much and remained silent most of the time.

Jiang Longtan held the "Heart Sutra", carefully stroked the rough epidermis with his palm, and said, "They are forcing me." are pushing me -----"

"Dad-----"

"Call Chaoge and ask her to go back to dinner in the evening. Jiang Longtan said.

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Lu Chaoge injured his leg and foot, so he asked the school for a few days off. But Fang Yan has all his hands and feet, and he still has to teach students normally.

Fang Yan's Chinese class is now a beautiful scenery of the school, since the first class imitated the trend and began to carry out situational teaching, other Chinese teachers no longer put on a shelf to save face, and began to find ways to make their classes lively and lively, as much as possible to mobilize students' interest in participation and improve students' learning ability.

Moreover, the bet between Fang Yan and Zhang Yu, the Chinese teacher in the first class, also spread throughout the school under the propaganda of well-intentioned people. Students in both classes will compete in both the total score and the average score in the next big exam. The loser will be asked to read an apology written by the winner on the school radio.

Zhang Yu is a veteran teacher of Suzaku, and Fang Yan is the popular king of the school. One represents the old-fashioned teaching model, and the other is the practitioner and promoter of fancy teaching.

With the final exam just a week away, who will be the real champion of this exam, and who will win ---- real honors?

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

Most people are more optimistic about Zhang Yu, because Zhang Yu is a senior teacher in the school, and more importantly, his students are all elites in the same high school entrance examination. From the perspective of overall quality, the students in the first class are much higher than the students in the ninth class.

"The first class is now conducting pre-exam simulation training, Zhang Yu has produced fourteen exam papers for the big exam to help students guess the questions, the students in the first class are particularly hard every day, Zhang Yu used despicable question sea tactics in order to win---- Teacher Fang, do we really have to do anything?" Huang Haoran said with a worried face.

He is the representative of the Chinese class of the ninth class, and the ninth class bets with the first class, and he, the representative of the language class, naturally has to take the lead. Not only does he have to find a way to mobilize everyone's morale, but he also has to find out the actions and strength of his opponents through various connections-----

However, when the first class was busy in order to win this game, their teacher Fang had no way to deal with it. It was as if what he had said that day was just a matter of words, and that he had completely forgotten about it now.

So, Huang Haoran had to take the initiative to communicate with Teacher Fang after class, wanting to find out what he really thought.

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

"Teacher Fang-----" Huang Haoran was moved.

"Alright. Let's go back to class. Fang Yan said.

"Teacher Fang, don't worry, we won't let you down. ”

"I said, I believe you. Fang Yan nodded and said. "By the way, remember to convey what I just said to your classmates-----"

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When Fang Yan came back, Lu Chaoge stood in front of the window and watched the scenery.

Her face was expressionless, and there was something in her eyes that Fang Yan couldn't understand but made people palpitate.

Fang Yan put away the umbrella, walked up to Lu Chaoge, and asked, "Why don't you go in and sit?" Your legs are not completely healed, you can't stand for too long----- what do you want to eat at night?"

"Liu Jing is dead. Lu Chaoge said.

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

He also told him that it was windy and rainy outside, so stay safe.

He just went out for two classes, and before he finished one article, how could there be no good living people? Is life so fragile?

Fang Yan's expression became grim, and he said, "They have lost their minds and completely lost their minds now. ”

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

"So, the more this happens, the more we have to stay calm. ”

"Jiang Zhuliu called and asked me to go home for dinner in the evening. Lu Chaoge said.

"Let you go back for dinner at this time, it proves that Jiang Longtan is going to have a showdown with you. Fang Yan said. "Your legs and feet are inconvenient, I'll go with you?"

"Good. Lu Chaoge said: "You go with me." ”

Fang Yingying and Fang Haohan ran out of the room, Fang Yingying looked at Fang Yan and said, "Uncle Junior, let's go with us too, right?"

"Okay, let's go together. Fang Yan said in a cold voice. "It's just about improving your life. ”

Fang Yan turned to look at Lu Chaoge and said, "It is said that you rich people eat steak and drink red wine for dinner?"

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