"Teacher Tang, the students in your class have really good results in silent writing." Coming to Tang Shengxian's side is Teacher Wang next to him, I don't know what's going on, in addition to him and the leader, the other teachers in his senior high school English teaching and research group are all female teachers, consciously very handsome, but still a little more manly, are these female teachers attracted by my charm?

"Oh, it's nothing, I have strict requirements for the vocabulary of the students in our class, so I spend a lot of time." Tang Shengxian answered this question quietly.

Seeing that Tang Shengxian had no interest in communicating, the young woman Teacher Wang went to class with the lesson plan, there seemed to be some little anger in his eyes, Tang Shengxian didn't know what was going on, he still corrected his homework, forty-five dictated books, or very quickly, remembering that in order to copy a word less, he used tape paper to glue off the small fork that the teacher had beaten, and then used a red pen to draw the hook.

Now I have picked up a real red pen, but my students can be much more competitive than they were at the beginning.

Tidy up the dictation book and put it on the table, Wednesday is September 30th, and there are still two days of class, and the next Condor Plane will really enter the climax.

After a busy morning, I drove home after lunch, and continued to go to school in the afternoon, until I got off work, I was very at ease, I used to envy those who didn't have to go to work, but I ended up being a freelancer, but it hurt to be idle at home every day, and now, he has a formal job.

Going to and from school with students, going to class and taking holidays together, although the original purpose was to pursue a woman, he now enjoys this life, but during the development of the plane, the interval between his last class is quite long, the longest is 75 days, and the shortest is 20 days.

The remaining two days were also spent like this, and at night, they went directly back to the Condor Plane if they had nothing to do, and the eight-hour work time they stipulated was just ten days for the Condor Plane.

Xiao Ai's testing work has been fully completed, and the first thing Tang Sage did when he returned to the Condor Plane was to start the mass production of weapons and auxiliary machinery, and he would use them when he had time, and it might be too late to get these things when the time came.

Time passed quietly, several months had passed on the Condor plane, and the main plane had also come to eleven, and seven days of vacation was enough.

Now it is autumn, a young Taoist priest in a green robe is riding a white horse on the official road and walking slowly, this speed can not catch up with the donkey cart next to him, but the Taoist priest does not care, he just wants to walk slowly, this unique Taoist priest is Tang Shengxian who rushed to Dasheng Pass to participate in the heroic banquet.

At this moment, he only has one person and one ride, Tang Shengxian did not bring the little dragon girl out, the woman is very troublesome, even if it is a child of the rivers and lakes who knows martial arts, it is better to go on the road alone, he likes the little dragon girl just like it, and he will not open up the plane with her when he takes her out of here, although there is some machismo, it is better for women to stay at home, and it is good to dance knives and guns outside and leave them to him alone.

At this time, the heat of late summer and early autumn was not pressing, and the Dasheng Pass that Tang Shengxian was going to was still a summer holy place. There are not a few people on the road, there are many called Huazi, Tang Sage is still very curious about this strange profession in ancient times, he has hands and feet and the strength to practice martial arts, but he is still a beggar, and he has formed a gang, I don't know what these people think, anyway, how to look at the worldview of Tang Sage and modern people, how incredible.

So for "Dog Stick Method" and "Eighteen Palms of the Dragon" Tang Shengxian is just curious, he doesn't want to learn, a little lost, they all say that the black will have a good face, although Tang Shengxian is only included in the scope of the black and astringent society in a broad sense, but he also wants to be skinny, because the contact with the outside world is not deep, the freedom to open up the plane in the early stage, Tang Shengxian and the characters do not interact much, and it is not possible to see whether Tang Shengxian is thick-skinned or thin-skinned.

But now it is very clear that Tang Shengxian also values face, and it is impossible for him to learn the martial arts called Huazi.

If it were ordinary, Tang Shengxian, a beggar who had no ability to work, would still be kind, but he was extremely displeased with Tang Shengxian, the child of the beggar gang next to him, but the hero's banquet was held by the beggar gang, which was a bit contradictory.

Ignoring it, Tang Shengxian walked slowly.

When it came to Shenpai, I suddenly heard the chirping of eagles in the air, and the two white eagles flew past and pounced forward.

I only heard one of them say: "The Huang gang leader has arrived, and ninety percent of them are going to have a party tonight." Another incarnation said: "I don't know if Guo Daxia is coming?" The first incarnation said: "The scales of his husband and wife are not separated from the hammer, and the hammer is not separated from the scale......" Seeing that Tang Shengxian ordered the horse to listen to them, he glared at him, and then stopped talking.

Hehe, Dao Ye is a monk, do you still want to eavesdrop on you? Grab the reins and continue walking.

The group walked around in a hurry, and the sky was about to be dusk, and they came to a dilapidated temple. I saw two white eagles perched on a pine tree in front of the temple. One of the Wu brothers held a tray in his hand, and the other grabbed a piece of meat on the plate and threw it to feed the eagle.

They also saw it when Tang Shengxian appeared, and ran towards Tang Shengxian quickly, it seemed that the three alloy daggers from before had worked.

"Is Chief Xuan also here to attend the Heroes' Banquet?" The eldest brother Wu Dunru saluted and asked, Tang Shengxian is nearly ten years older than them, and he is a figure of Guo Jing's generation.

"Yes, it's just that Poor Dao didn't receive a hero post, so I don't know if I can participate." Tang Shengxian said deliberately.

"The Taoist chief is a friend of the family teacher, of course he is very welcome to come here to participate in the banquet, and the little nephew welcomes Xuan Yichang on behalf of the master." This kid has a lot of eyesight.

Suddenly, I heard a voice like a silver bell at the gate of the temple shouting: "Brother Dawu, I asked you to buy me a softer horsewhip, but did you buy it?" Wu Dunru hurriedly left Tang Shengxian, greeted him, and said, "I bought it early, you try it, can you take advantage of it?" ”

As he spoke, he pulled out a horsewhip from his bosom.

Tang Shengxian turned his head and saw a girl wearing a light green shirt walking out of the temple quickly, but he saw that her eyebrows were crooked, her small nose was slightly upturned, her face was like white jade, and her face was like Chaohua, it was Guo Fu. Her clothes are not very luxurious, only a string of pearls hangs around her neck, emitting a faint halo, reflecting her even more pink jade.

It's more beautiful than a year ago, but Tang Shengxian doesn't like this woman, except for Xiaolongnu, what Tang Shengxian admires more is another Guo Xiang who has not yet been born in Huang Rong's belly.

Wu Xiuwen also rushed forward, and the two brothers tried their best to tie things up at the same time. Tang Shengxian was amused for a while, Guo Fu's charm was really great, but he finally married a Khitan.

Tang Shengxian didn't care too much about the rudeness of the two, they were all little kids.

"Dao Chief, you're here too!" Guo Fu was sharp-eyed and saw Tang Shengxian behind him.

"Yes, such a grand event, I came to see it."

"What about Sister Long?"

"She doesn't like to be noisy, so she rests at home."

After talking for a while, Tang Shengxian came to another place to rest, and got a hero post in his hand, which Tang Shengxian himself requested, and it was better to go on the road with a child than alone.

The three of them went into the backyard and got the wrapped blades, and went out of the ruined temple, but they heard the sound of hooves and got on their horses.

After finding a vacant place to meditate overnight, the next day we went to Dasheng Pass.

On the second day, I rode a horse on the road, and in addition to the beggars along the way, there were many martial arts figures, either riding horses or walking, and I wanted to go to the hero's banquet.

All the food is solved with dry food on the horse, and in the evening it comes to Dasheng Pass. The victory pass is the key pass between Henan and Hubei, the situation of land occupation, but the market is not prosperous, and the north is the land occupied by the Mongol soldiers.

After crossing the town and walking for another seven or eight miles, I saw hundreds of ancient acacia trees in front of me surrounding a large village, and heroes from all walks of life walked towards the village. The houses in the village are stacked one on top of the other, and it is impossible to see how many of them are not clear for a while, and it seems that it is more than enough to receive thousands of guests. (To be continued.) )