Chapter 3, fight and kill, it's better to look at the school flower!

"Yes, don't go." Zheng Jing rolled in front of Fang Yan again, blocking his way out. "How can it be so easy to destroy things and want to leave?"

"Didn't I apologize?" Fang Yan turned to look at Lu Chaoge, his brows furrowed slightly. The woman was more difficult to deal with than he thought and - superficial.

According to the common routines in TV movies, the heroine should have discovered the difference of the male protagonist at this time, and then took the hero's hand to hold it vigorously, stomped her feet and coquettishly, and said with affection in her eyes: I hate it, people have already said sorry, can't you forgive them? Do you forgive people, it's good, it's not good, it's not good-

Swear to God Lu, if the woman in front of him is willing to do this to him-Fang Yan shook his head, it seemed that he was thinking too much.

"If the Dao Gang apology is useful, what else do you need the school's security guard for?" Zheng Jing said proudly. This kid dared to scold himself for being like a ball, and he must toss him into a monkey.

"This line is outdated, and now you can't be scary or pick up a girl, can you change it?" Fang Yan looked at Zheng Jing and put forward his own suggestions very kindly.

"Security, security—" Zheng Jing shouted loudly. If the text can't be written, then you can only be rough.

Boy, let you know what it means to be both civil and military.

"This sentence is not bad, although it is not very literary-" Fang Yan commented.

Two security guards in green uniforms ran in briskly and asked, "Director Zheng, what's the matter?" ”

"Tie him up for me." Zheng Jing commanded angrily.

"Yes, Director Zheng." The two security guards agreed, and pounced on Fang Yan one left and one right.

Whoosh –

The two reached out at the same time, but it became hand in hand. The dialect they were about to catch stood not far away, smiling at them.

What's going on? Why is the kid dodging so fast?

The eyes didn't blink, and the person was gone.

"Out of the woods." Lu Chaoge suddenly spoke.

"Yes, tie it up." Zheng Jing waved his hand and said.

"I mean let you out." Lu Chaoge glared at Zheng Jing, and nodded his fingers again and again: "You, you, and you." ”

“——”

Zheng Jing's fat face turned red, red face turned purple, and purple face turned white again.

Then, with a smiling face, he said, "Yes, yes, we're going to go out." I was guarding the door, and Principal Lu had any orders to say hello. This person's origin is unknown, Principal Lu must pay attention to safety-"

It's not that I don't understand, it's that women change quickly.

When he turned to leave, Zheng Jing felt that his life was unclear and humiliating and tragic.

"It shouldn't be like this." He said to himself in his heart.

Bang –

The door to the room was shut, and the office was quiet again.

"You cut this?" Lu Chaoge pointed to the vase of flower arrangements and said.

"I'm denying it now, I'm afraid you don't believe it either, right?" Fang Yan grinned, the corners of his lips slightly raised, and the sun was shining.

Lu Chaoge didn't notice Fang Yan's smiling face, her eyes were still focused on the vase of flower arrangement, and said, "This is the ladder to the sky?" ”

"This is the ladder to heaven in my mind." Fang Yan said. He knew that this woman should have noticed the change in the flower arrangement.

Fortunately, it's not incurable.

"The ladder in your heart?"

"Flower arrangement is like painting, and a good painter should not be limited by some rules. Besides, because the materials are similar, it is impossible to have two bottles of the same work. Isn't that so? ”

"Yes." Lu Chaoge nodded. Is this guy trying to give himself a lecture?

"The first level of flower arrangement is 'formality', as long as the shape echoes the name we have chosen for it. The second level of the realm is 'god-like', exuding that kind of temperament from the inside out, which is commendable. The third level of the realm is the 'Ghost Axe', I've seen it, but I can't do it. The fourth level of the realm is 'Heavenly Craft', which is a legend. ”

"Hell axe?" Lu Chaoge was shocked. She is also a fan of flower arrangement, how can she not know the realm of this ghostly axe? "You've seen it?"

"Yes." Fang Yan nodded. "Your ladder to the sky is like a god, you won't have an opinion if I say that, right?"

Although he was unwilling, Lu Chaoge nodded frankly and said, "I'm also a beginner—"

"Have you ever been to Wudang Mountain?" Fang Yan asked.

"Nope." Lu Chaoge shook his head.

"Have you ever seen a ladder to the sky? On TV or in pictures, a mountain road above Wudang Mountain. ”

"Yes." Lu Chaoge nodded.

"It's quaint and quiet, smoky, and you can't see the end when you look up." Fang Yan walked to Lu Chaoge's side and stood side by side with her, pointed to the pot of flower arrangement, and said, "The origin of the name of this ladder is based on the ladder of Wudang Mountain, right?" ”

"Yes."

"Although the line type you chose echoes from beginning to end, the bad is bad at this one. What is Days? What cannot be seen or touched is the sky. I cut out the head of Eucalyptus just to give people unlimited imagination. There should be no boundaries in the sky. ”

"And although the layout of this yellow Fu is lazy and relaxed, it is not in line with the theme of climbing the ladder. What doesn't fit? Complicated. The ladder is a path that leads straight to the clouds, simple and straight, and although these yellow fufu trees add beauty to it, they are also a burden to it - a common problem of female flower arrangers when making art, they feel that every flower is beautiful, and every leaf is reluctant to abandon it. The result is this happy reunion. ”

"The ladder doesn't need a lot of embellishment, and it doesn't need to be too colorful. It's overbearing, it's straightforward, it's spiritual, and I just need three flowers. Flowers are not the point, this eucalyptus is. ”

"I see." Lu Chaoge sighed softly. "I'm also guilty of the same mistakes that women often do."

"It's normal." Fang Yan smiled. "Because you're a woman, too."

Lu Chaoge glared at him fiercely, and remembered the word 'no' he answered when he asked him what he was doing.

walked back to her big desk and sat down, looked up at Fang Yan who was standing in front of her, and said, "You want to be a teacher?" ”

"Yes." Fang Yan smiled and nodded.

"For what?" Lu Chaoge asked. "Why do you want to be a teacher?"

"My grandfather was a teacher." Fang Yan replied without any hesitation. Before coming to the interview, he guessed that the examiner might ask such a vulgar question. Therefore, he had already filled out a perfect answer sheet in his heart. "My grandfather's grandfather was also a teacher. My father was a teacher, and even my mother was a kindergarten teacher before my dad soaked her hands - the spring silkworms died to the end, and the wax torch turned to ashes and tears began to dry. Yes, it's hard to be a teacher, with endless chalk scraps and endless homework. ”

"But being a teacher is great. The peach and plum do not speak, and the next is its own. During the holidays, countless students would call their condolences, countless people would come to their homes to visit their mentors, and some even flew back from the United States and Canada - to be honest, I was envious. I envy them. So, at a very young age, I was determined to be a glorious people's teacher. I want to dedicate my youth, my talent, my body - there is a light, there is a heat. ”

Fang Yan looked at Lu Chaoge with burning eyes and said, "Principal Lu, please give me a chance to be a cow and a horse for the students and you." ”

Lu Chaoge sat there and didn't speak.

Seriously, she didn't know how to deal with the freak in front of her.

She has never experienced such a blatant way of applying, and she has never encountered a practitioner who promotes the profession he will engage in so noble and great.

Listening to his words, people feel that he is not going to be a teacher, but the Buddha Guanyin Bodhisattva who saves suffering.

You say he's a fake, and his expression is so serious.

You say he's real, and you can't help but wonder how much of your IQ is.

"Headmaster?" Fang Yan waited for a while, but didn't get the response he deserved, and couldn't help but remind him.

Overdone?

Probably not. When he practiced in front of the mirror in the morning, even he was moved.

"Hmm-" Lu Chaoge's brain returned to normal at this time, his eyes were on Fang Yan's face, and he said, "I know the truth." You—you're going to make a good teacher. ”

"Xie Lu, with the recognition and encouragement of Principal Xie Lu, I will work diligently and do my best to do a good job as a teacher."

"The old principal greeted me, you are the person invited by the old principal, there shouldn't be any big problems in terms of ability. However, anyone who wants to enter Suzaku Middle School as a teacher will have a three-month assessment period. If, after three months, you don't pass the school's assessment criteria – then I'm sorry. I would advise you to resign. ”

"Zheng Jing." Lu Chaoge shouted towards the door.

Zheng Jing trotted in, accompanied by a smile and asked, "Principal, are you looking for me?" ”

"Take Teacher Fang Yan to go through the formalities, and then send him to the ninth class of high school to get to know the students. He will be taking the language lessons of this class. ”

"Yes. Headmaster. Zheng Jing agreed very neatly.

The door closed, Lu Chaoge left the chair and walked to the corner, looked at the more vivid ladder to the sky, sighed softly and said, "Mei cried." ”

Walking out of Lu Chaoge's office, Fang Yan looked up at the blue sky of the campus, and couldn't help but sigh: "It's better to look at the school flowers." ”

"What did you say?" Zheng Jing turned around and asked.

"I said, from behind, you really look like Chow Yun-fat."

"How do you curse?" Zheng Jing jumped up like a rabbit with its tail stepped on.