The so-called visit process is nothing more than a welcome introduction, accommodation arrangement, and itinerary introduction, and after these, Jiang Hua stayed in the teacher's dormitory in the double room of Huaming Primary School. Pen, fun, and www.biquge.info

Before she entered the dormitory, she found that Fang Tangping's coughing was more frequent and heavy.

In fact, Jiang Hua walked in the heavily polluted haze weather, and did not feel very special. Probably because she is in good physical condition, she has lived here for a short time. Not only is she not affected by the weather, but she is also full of anticipation, listing all kinds of food in the city, and plans to sweep her food map over the weekend.

However, Chai Ke, who lives in the same room, has a little itchy throat at night, so he asked Jiang Hua to get a little honey water, and it was much more comfortable after soaking. It was also after drinking this cup of honey water that Chai Ke suddenly fell in love with the spiritual honey brought by Jiang Hua, and loved it very much, and said that he went back to Qinghe City to buy a few catties of Jiang Hua.

By the next day, something was wrong with the two male teachers.

Especially Fang Tangping, his face was very poor, and his breathing was like a leaky window, accompanied by continuous coughing.

And Leye, who is also a young man, carries a paper with him, keeps snotting his nose, and apologizes again and again, saying that his nose is prone to allergies.

It seems that these two men are very sensitive to the smog weather in Beijing.

Fang Tangping wore the mask that Le Ye brought from Qinghe City, shook his head helplessly at Jiang Hua and Chai Ke and said: "The two of you are in good health, and you will be affected a little, so I will not be able to adapt to the water and soil, and I had difficulty breathing all night last night, and I didn't sleep well." The masks bought in Qinghe City are still too thin, and Mr. Zou, who received us yesterday, introduced me to a pharmacy next door to the school to buy special masks for smog. ”

"Ah!" Jiang Hua and Chai Ke looked at each other, watching Fang Tangping not even eat, and went straight to the pharmacy.

Le Ye also said with a red nose: "I can't do it either, I have had allergic rhinitis since I was a child, and I was much better, but now I have another attack, I also have to go to the pharmacy with Mr. Fang to buy a nasal aspirator and normal saline, otherwise I can use up a pack of pumping paper every day." ”

Until noon, the condition of the two male teachers did not improve, but became more and more serious.

Because the air pollution index on this day was even worse yesterday. In the words of the news, it is close to the edge of exploding.

Sitting in the small cafeteria of Huaming Primary School, Jiang Hua saw the listless appearance of the two fellow teachers, and had no intention of studying and communicating in the morning. She thought for a while, took out two breathing bubbles the size of small grapes from her backpack, handed them to them, and said, "Teacher Fang, Teacher Le, your situation should be affected by the air, I have a gadget here, if you don't mind, try it, it should be able to alleviate your problem." ”

"What is it and how to use it. Le Ye rubbed his nose in pain, picked up a breath bubble in Jiang Hua's palm, and asked suspiciously, "What kind of medicine is it?"

Fang Tangping sat on the side, he was in a state of low spirits, drinking the herbal tea he had grabbed from the pharmacy, his head was dizzy, and he didn't hear what Jiang Hua said at all.

"No, you see, this effect. However, it filters through turbid air, and it works very well. Jiang Hua ate the fried chicken steak from Huaming Elementary School and showed them the photo he took yesterday of wearing breathing bubbles on his head. She didn't want to bring this weird bubble herself, and when she used it for others, she had to make it clear in advance.

"Huh?" Chai Ke poked his head curiously, looked at the photo, and said with a gossipy face, "Teacher Jiang, this is your boyfriend, he looks very good, when will you get married?"

The woman's focus is not on the subject at all.

Le Ye didn't have a strong gossip spirit, he hesitated, he felt that a bubble on his head was really unsightly, he sniffed, did not use it immediately, but turned his head to ask Fang Tangping, and said: "Teacher Fang, you are sick with bronchitis, do you want to try this bubble painted by Jiang?"

"Huh?" Fang Tangping's reaction was half a beat slower, he looked at the small bead handed to him by Jiang Hua in a daze, and said inexplicably.

"This is given to us by Mr. Jiang, and it is said to be able to filter the air. Le Ye repeated Jiang Hua's words.

When Fang Tangping heard this, his eyes suddenly lit up, his spirit improved slightly, and he said in an extremely hoarse voice: "Give me a try, I can't stand it, I knew that I wouldn't come to Beijing City, my bronchitis hasn't been so serious for several years, and if it goes on like this, I'd rather go home." ”

He picked up the small bead and, according to Jiang Hua's words, slapped it at any position on his face.

"Poof!"

A bubble that is slightly larger than Fang Tangping's head, like a child blowing bubbles, grows larger in three seconds, and quickly wraps all the parts above Fang Tangping's neck.

Fang Tangping's gaze did not change.

But his image is very strange to outsiders.

The teacher of Huaming Primary School who passed by them was immediately attracted by him, and whispered secretly, discussing what the strange thing on his head was that strange thing on his head that teacher who came from other places to learn and communicate.

As Jiang Hua said, the return rate is 200 percent.

In less than five minutes, in the small cafeteria of Huaming Elementary School, the teachers who were eating all probed their brains and stared at Fang Tangping's head.

Fang Tangping didn't find himself the focus of the entire cafeteria at all.

After his head was covered in bubbles, he was caught by the obvious change in his breath.

The dusty air that made him very uncomfortable disappeared without a trace, and there was only a faint smell of grass on the tip of his nose, which was very comfortable and refreshing, and his more and more violent cough seemed to be able to feel this change, much more gently.

The people next to him thought his appearance was very strange. But he himself seemed completely unaffected, and he subconsciously picked up the herbal tea, took a sip, and moistened his throat.

The bubbles outside his head did not affect his tea movement at all, and his hand and kettle easily passed through the membrane of the bubbles without any effect.

When Chai Ke and Le Ye saw Fang Tangping's image, they were stunned for a moment, couldn't help but snort, and silently turned their heads to laugh.

"Wow! We have Draconians in our school!

A childish and excited shout came from the door of the cafeteria.

A boy of about eleven or twelve years old, holding a lunch box, stared wide-eyed, looking at Jiang Hua's table with an incredulous expression, and his round face turned red.

"Ah, Tianlong people, Jiang Jiawen, will you be killed by Tianlong people!" A little girl standing beside him, who looked to be only eight or nine years old, was so nervous that she was holding her cartoon lunch box and staring at Fang Tangping with a wary expression.

The teacher of Huaming Elementary School who was standing beside them was stunned for a moment when he saw Fang Tangping's image, and then he suddenly came back to his senses, grabbed the boy's collar, and said: "That's the school teacher, not a character in One Piece, if you're curious, you can ask the teacher what he wears on his head, remember to be polite." ”

The boy didn't even bother to eat, and went straight to Jiang Hua's location.

His gaze was glued to Fang Tangping's head, and he asked Fang Tangping very seriously: "Hello, this uncle, are you a descendant of the Tianlong people?