Chapter 64, scholars talk about spirit, literati have style!

Tea Commune.

The house has not been renovated for a long time, it looks a little decayed and old, and three or two shabby tables and chairs are placed at random, which does not have any aesthetic sense.

Deserted and clean, this is probably one of the few advantages of this teahouse.

There were no other guests in the teahouse, except for Fang Yan, who had just walked in, there was only one teahouse guy who was dozing off on a rattan chair.

Fang Yan deliberately increased his pace, wanting to wake up the teahouse guys. I didn't expect the guy to sleep soundly, and I didn't know if I heard the sound of footsteps, so I just turned over and continued to sleep.

Fang Yan was helpless, so he had to shout aloud: "Man, come to the pot of Longjing tea." ”

The guy finally woke up, a middle-aged man in his thirties, with slightly curly hair and a pale face. wiped the water stains on the corner of his mouth, helped the glasses on the bridge of his nose, looked at Fang Yan and asked, "What do you want?"

"Come to the pot of Longjing tea. Fang Yan said again.

"Nope. The guy said.

"Then what tea do you have here?" Fang Yan asked.

"Do you want Maojian tea? I grew it at home and fried it by hand. No flavored tea extract. "The middle-aged guy started advertising his products.

Fang Yan looked at the middle-aged man carefully and asked, "Are you the boss?"

The middle-aged man smiled bitterly and said, "It's also a buddy." ”

"What do you call it?" Fang Yan asked.

"Zhu Jian. The middle-aged man said.

Fang Yan stood up again, walked up to the middle-aged man, and said with a smile, "I'm Fang Yan." I asked you to meet. ”

"Teacher Fang?" Zhu Jian looked at Fang Yan with a shocked face. "Are you Teacher Fang Yan?"

I couldn't help but be surprised by Zhu Jian.

Zhu Jian received a phone call today, and the caller claimed to be Fang Yan, the current Chinese teacher in the ninth class of Suzaku High School.

Although Zhu Jian was reluctant to have any contact with that school, the other party repeatedly persuaded him and said that he could find a way to help him restore his reputation. Zhu Jian hesitated again and again, and finally agreed to meet Fang Yan.

It was like a slender spike clicking in his throat, making him unable to eat or sleep.

The heavy burden of hooking up with female students made him almost unable to hold his head up in front of his family and friends.

He needed relief, a chance to travel light.

Fang Yan's words hit his heart and made it difficult for him to refuse.

He originally thought that Fang Yan would also be a middle-aged man like himself. However, is this young man in front of him too young and immature? Isn't the purpose of Suzaku High School to run a school by the elite? How could he recruit people at will?

"It's me. Fang Yan said. He saw the thoughtful questioning in Zhu Jian's eyes, and said, "Let's sit down and talk?"

"I'll make you a cup of tea. Zhu Jian said.

Maojian tea is not as fragrant as Tieguanyin, and it is not as beautiful as Longjing tea, but she has her own unique charm.

The tiny hairtips tumbled in the boiling water several times and slowly unfurled, and a layer of fine white dander wafted and undulated in the glass. At first glance, it looks like the tea leaves have not been cleaned. In fact, these white crumbs are the essence of Maojian tea.

Tea lovers call it 'Baihao', which is rich in substances that are beneficial to the human body. When drinking tea, you should drink these white hairs into your stomach together.

Fang Yan took a sip of tea from the glass, felt it carefully, and said with a smile: "Good tea." ”

Zhu Jian's face was expressionless, and he didn't care about Fang Yan's praise. On the scene, how many words are worth believing?

"If I'm guessing correctly, these tea trees grow on the top of a mountain. The wind and rain are blowing, and the sun is exposed, so it makes people feel that the leaf color is not green and the brown color is old. Fang Yan took another sip and said, "However, the tea pickers work very hard, and only take young shoots from each tea leaf. This plucks all the essence of a tea tree. ”

"The roasted tea man is also a master, roasting with burnt charcoal ash, not heavy fire or vigorous, retaining the tenderness of the tea tip and the natural fragrance of the tea. As you just said, although there are no spices and tea essences, the taste of this tea is better because of this. ”

Zhu Jian was deeply shocked and said, "Teacher Fang is a master of the tea ceremony. This tea is planted by the old father of the family, the tea mountain is just on the top of the mountain, the tea trees on the top of the mountain are difficult to water, it happens that the weather in southern Henan has been dry in recent years, so the color of the tea is gray and dark, and it is not good-looking. In order to sell it at a good price, I asked my parents to take only the tip of it, that is, the young shoots of the tea tree, and then go back to roast it myself---- but then the job was gone, and I thought that I usually like to drink tea. opened a teahouse at the entrance of this community. You have also seen that because of the lack of capital and the geographical location, it is very difficult to get by. ”

Just now, Zhu Jian also questioned Fang Yan with contempt, and now he no longer has a perfunctory mentality because of his tender face.

Fang Yan smiled and said, "I didn't come to taste tea with Teacher Zhu, presumably Teacher Zhu doesn't have the mood to taste tea now." ”

Zhu Jian smiled bitterly and said, "Indeed." ”

Fang Yan looked at Zhu Jian and asked, "Teacher Zhu, are the school rumors true?"

Zhu Jian didn't answer, but looked at Fang Yan thoughtfully, and said, "I don't understand, why did you come to ask me this question? Who do you stand for?

"I represent myself. Fang Yan said.

"Because of sympathy? or curiosity?"

"There is sympathy. There are also curiosities. Fang Yan said extremely frankly. "And understanding. ”

"Understood?"

"Freemasonry understanding. Fang Yan said.

"What do you mean?" Zhu Jian was puzzled.

"Some time ago, I was almost expelled from school for dancing in a bar with a female student. Of course, if the media reports it heavily, I am afraid that it will be more than a simple school expulsion. Fang Yan said.

"You're dancing with a schoolgirl in a bar?" Zhu Jian's eyes as he looked at Fang Yan were full of vigilance and ---- disdain. What kind of person is this, you and I are the same thing as you, so I came to find comfort?

"There's something else going on. Fang Yan explained. "It's actually very simple, not as dirty as the outside world speculates. ”

"Why didn't the media report it?" asked Zhu Jian. "Doesn't the media like this news the most?"

"Because there are a lot of decent people who stand up and speak for me. Fang Yan played with the glass in his hand and said with a smile. "They didn't believe I was going to do something like that. ”

"Looks like you're a lot luckier than I am. Zhu Jian sighed. His affairs were well known, which led to his rejection by the entire Huacheng education community, and the female student was unwilling to be humiliated and transferred to other cities to study.

He knew they were innocent, but who wanted to believe it?

"I don't deny that. Fang Yan said. "I've had good luck. ”

"Because you've had the experience of being wronged, you want to come and hear my story, and if possible, you'll find a way to help me overturn the case?"

"The most important thing is to give you a clean slate. Fang Yan said. "This hat is too heavy, and I am afraid that it will not be easy to press on people's heads for a lifetime. And the schoolgirl---- although I had never met her. However, if she was really wronged, then this matter could have ruined her. ”

"yes. Zhu Jian's face showed a look of pain. He covered his face with his hands, and tears flowed from between his long thin fingers. The fingers got wet and flowed to the back of the hand. "Ruined her. ”

Fang Yan sighed softly.

After a long time, Zhu Jian removed his hands from his face, and his eyes were still stained with tears.

"I can tell you unequivocally that we are innocent. Zhu Jian said. "I swear by my personality --- no, my everything. ”

"I believe it. Fang Yan nodded and said. "What the hell is going on?"

"You are the head teacher of Class 9, do you know Zheng Guodong?" asked Zhu Jian.

"Recognize. Fang Yan nodded. "Something to do with him?"

"I had just been a teacher of the ninth class and I had many conflicts with him. He skipped class to drink, beat up his classmates, and was the little bully in the class. And he has dealings with some hooligans in society, and he doesn't do things like a student----"

"He insulted a female classmate by the Bird River, and I happened to bump into him. I scolded him and drove him away, then took off my coat and draped it over the girl----- but I didn't expect this scene to be photographed as evidence of what I was doing by the river with the schoolgirl in my arms. ”

Zhu Jian slammed his fist on the thick table and roared: "I, Zhu Jian, have read a belly of books, how can I do such a beastly thing?"

"Have you explained it to the school?" asked Fang Yan.

"Who would believe it?" Zhu Jian roared with red eyes. "Who would believe it? Zheng Guodong's father is the school manager, who would believe it?"

Fang Yan was silent.

Zhu Jian's matter is indeed tricky. On the one hand, he was photographed just like himself. And more carelessly than himself, his clothes are worn on the girl's body. He walked out of the woods with the girl in his arms. If he says he has nothing to do with girls, I'm afraid very few people will believe it.

Of course, if this is all the case, if Zhu Jian and the girl who was hurt stand up and accuse Zheng Guodong at the same time, things will not be without a chance to reverse.

The most critical issue is that Zheng Guodong's father, Zheng Tiancheng, is the director of Suzaku School. Who is willing to offend Zheng Tiancheng when the evidence is conclusive, but still willing to stand up and overturn the case for Zhu Jian?

"I believe it. Fang Yan said with a serious face. "I believe you are innocent. ”

Zhu Jian looked at Fang Yan with a surprised expression.

"I will help you overturn the case, and I will return your innocence. Fang Yan continued.

"Why?" asked Zhu Jian. He said it very clearly and clearly, Zheng Guodong's father is Zheng Tiancheng, why is he still willing to take risks?

If he offended Zheng Tiancheng because of his own affairs, would he still be able to stay and serve as the Chinese teacher of Class 9? I am afraid that he will end up with the same fate as himself and be expelled from the school, right?

"Because we're all readers. Fang Yan Zhengse said. "They don't believe that scholars talk about morality, and literati have a backbone. I believe. ”

(PS: Sorry, I just wrote the third chapter.) If I don't sleep tonight, I'm going to write Chapter 4. Don't wait, let's get up early tomorrow and watch again. ）