Yang Fan twisted his eyebrows and was silent, he has been a bodyguard since he was a child, and life seems very distant and even strange to him, licking the corners of his mouth, he looked at the sky in confusion, and said with a smile: "Who knows, I don't know what life I want." ”

Although he didn't know what he wanted, Yang Fan knew that life needed money, so he was ready to earn some money to spend, staring at the red hair, he suddenly asked, "I have 100,000 yuan, what kind of business can I do?" ”

Over the years as a bodyguard, Yang Fan has saved 100 million US dollars, but after coming to Chihai City, his bank card was frozen by that damn woman, and now he only has 100,000 yuan.

"Uh......" Hongmao was stunned, Yang Fan's thinking really couldn't keep up, he was talking about life ideals just now, and now he has started to do business, "100,000, I can only do a little business." ”

Pouting, Yang Fan was a little disappointed, "I thought I could open a storefront." ”

Hongmao rolled his eyes and grinned: "You can open a store for 100,000 yuan, but the location of the store is not good." ”

Yang Fan nodded silently, looked downstairs, and said, "Hongmao, you have seen what suitable businesses and stores there are recently, let's start making money, hehe......"

Yang Fan and Hongmao were separated, and the teacher was in class at this time. Yang Fan knocked on the door, then directly pushed the door open, looked at the teacher who was lecturing, his expression was stunned, he bowed his head and bent down and said, "Sorry, I went wrong." ”

As soon as he finished speaking, a burst of laughter erupted in the teacher.

Yang Fan's steps to quit instantly stopped, and he looked at the classmates in the teacher, these classmates were indeed in the same class as him, but he didn't know the teacher who was lecturing, otherwise he wouldn't have said, 'I went to the wrong room'.

"Come in!" The teacher frowned, and looked at Yang Fan with beautiful eyes.

Yang Fan also looked at the beautiful teacher without squinting, the teacher was wearing a pale yellow skirt, red high heels made a crisp sound while walking towards him, her soft hair hung down on her chest and fluttered gently, her delicate little face flashed with a hint of anger, and her cherry-like red lips exhaled like an orchid.

"What's your name?"

The teacher, Xiao Yue'er, looked down at the student in front of him and asked softly.

"Yang Fan, what about you, teacher?"

"What am I?" Xiao Yue'er was stunned, not understanding what the student's words meant.

Liu Mengyun, who was in the seat, saw this scene, gritted his teeth angrily, this dead bodyguard wanted to hook up with someone when he saw a beautiful woman, and he didn't look at his identity and status, but he was already shameless to the extreme, and hoped that the beautiful teacher would not be angry.

"What's the teacher's name?" Yang Fan explained.

Xiao Yue'er's smart eyes opened slightly, and she looked suddenly realized, "My name is Xiao Yue'er, I am your Chinese teacher, Yang Fan, hurry back to your seat." ”

Back in his seat, Yang Fan stared at the beautiful teacher intently, without saying a word to Liu Mengyun.

"Stinky rascal!" Liu Mengyun muttered in a low voice, picked up the pen and wrote all kinds of cursed words against Yang Fan on the paper.

Yang Fan peeked at it, the corners of his mouth twitched, this dead girl cursed too hard, looking at the various ways of death written on the paper, he estimated that he had died hundreds of times in Liu Mengyun's heart.

"Classmate Yang Fan, could you please tell you a poem by Li Bai?" Xiao Yue'er suddenly asked, asking a very simple question.

Yang Fan got up, stood a little embarrassed, and secretly kicked Liu Mengyun with his left foot, signaling him to tell him the answer.

However, Liu Mengyun was sitting precariously, obviously not planning to help Yang Fan.

"Lao Lao Ting" Yang Fan said three words.

Many of the students around them looked suspicious, and they really couldn't remember that Li Bai had a poem about hard work.

The teacher, who was Xiao Yue'er, nodded slightly, and said with satisfaction: "Well, yes, Yang Fan, you can read a few sentences." ”

The corners of his mouth twitched, and Yang Fan replied seriously: "Read two sentences!" It's not that he doesn't want to read more, but he remembers the first two sentences, "The world is sad, and the guest pavilion is sent to the guest house." ”

"Then may I ask Yang Fan, what mood does this poem express the poet Li Bai?"

Xiao Yue'er felt that the student in front of her understood a lot, so she asked another question.

"It expresses the poet Li Bai's mood of failure."

In a word, the classroom suddenly became silent, and everyone looked at Yang Fan strangely.

Seeing the beautiful teacher's eyes glaring at her with a look of surprise, Yang Fan thought she was shocked, and even gushed out: "Teacher, look, the world is sad, which shows that Li Bai was very sad when he wrote the poem, and someone left the Laolao Guest Pavilion, I guess the situation at that time should be like this." ”

"Li Bai originally liked a woman, and he kept pursuing, but ......"

"Alright! You sit down," Xiao Yue'er glanced at Yang Fan, he had seen a lot of such students, and he just wanted the teachers and classmates to pay attention to him, "Read the book well in the future, don't think about these messy things." ”

The beautiful teacher's lecture time is very short, and the male students are still unsatisfied, but the class has already ended.

Yang Fan rushed to the beautiful teacher and said righteously: "Teacher, I have some different views on the content of the lecture you just gave and want to discuss it with you. ”

When the surrounding classmates heard this, they were all secretly scolded and shameless, at first they were puzzled why Yang Fan was talking nonsense in class, but now they all understand that this guy Yuan Dao had already premeditated.

Liu Mengyun's little face turned pale, this bastard is obviously a bodyguard, it's okay if he doesn't protect her, he even dates someone else, what a shameless bastard!

Xiao Yue'er was slightly stunned, and a trace of unhappiness flashed on her face, but if the student wants to discuss knowledge with you, it is definitely not good for her to refuse as a teacher, so she can only reluctantly agree.

Seeing Yang Fan and the beautiful teacher walking side by side, countless male students gritted their teeth angrily, eager to pounce and tear Yang Fan apart.

"Yang Fan, did you do it on purpose?" Xiao Yue'er pouted and strolled down the path.

"Nope!" Yang Fan replied very simply.

In the cafeteria, Yang Fan and Xiao Yue'er sat down face to face, and countless eyes around them were annotating them.

Yang Fan didn't speak, a gust of wind swept away the food on the table, wiped the corners of his mouth, and grinned: "Teacher, I thought about it just now and felt that what you said in class was very reasonable." ”

Looking at Yang Fan, who had already finished eating, Xiao Yue'er pursed her lips and showed a smile, and said softly: "Yang Fan, let's leave after eating, the teacher will give you a lesson in the afternoon, you wait, don't be late." ”

The corners of her mouth twitched, and a cool breath rose behind Yang Fan, listening to the meaning of the beautiful teacher's words, how could she feel that she wanted to take revenge on herself.

……

In class at noon, Yang Fan lay on the table with some uneasiness.

With a light cough, the door of the classroom was pushed open, and Xiao Yue'er, who was smiling, slowly walked to the podium.

"Let's talk about our dreams today, Yang Fan, what is your dream?"

As soon as Xiao Yue'er came to the class, she directly asked Yang Fan to answer questions, which made the students in the class feel abnormal, looking at the cold little face of the beautiful teacher, all the students seemed to be able to feel that Yang Fan was going to be unlucky, and their eyes were looking forward to the good show below.

Yang Fan got up obediently, glared at the snickering Liu Mengyun, and looked at Xiao Yue'er innocently, remembering that he had discussed this issue with Hongmao in the morning, but he didn't expect to be asked by the beautiful teacher now, licking the corners of his mouth, he felt that he should steal Hongmao's dream.