Yan Wansheng found a place with few people to get out of the car, asked He Fan to leave first, took out his mobile phone and sent a text message to the number yesterday.

She lowered her head and swiped her phone, standing in place and waiting for someone to pick her up.

On the screen, there is a WeChat chat page.

Mo Sang: Xiao Shengsheng, that madman is checking on you again, but the slave family saved your life again~

Yan Wansheng: Normal, have you found out the identity of that person?

Mosan: If I had found out, I wouldn't have called him a madman. How are you in City A? I heard that you went back to get a marriage contract?

Yan Wansheng: Very good, now we are peers, you are very honored.

Mosan: ???

Mo Sang is a teacher at the border elementary school, and at the same time the second on the hacker list, he is low-key and mysterious, but his personality is cheap, and the only drawback is probably that he has a very serious collecting habit.

Don't look at his usual words and smiles Yan Yan, he is more crazy than anyone else, except for Yan Wansheng, no one can calm him down.

Probably this is the principle of one thing descending from one thing.

The caller came out of the school yesterday and saw Yan Wansheng at the gate at a glance, he suppressed the shock in his heart, and brought people into the school from the teacher's passage in a low-key manner.

The amazement in my heart can't be calmed down for a long time.

The professor is absolutely foul with this beauty and intelligence!

Principal's Office.

Principal Wen stood at the door early, and when he saw Yan Wansheng, even if he had prepared in advance, he was dumbfounded, "Are you...... Miss Yan? ”

The state has added S-level protection to Yan Wansheng's information, and he can only see the other party's name and age and a photo from two years ago, in which the little girl's eyebrows are still dyed with childishness that has not completely dissipated.

Now it is more and more slim, but this level of youth can still be scary.

Yan Wansheng handed him the job invitation, "This can always prove my identity, right?" ”

The encrypted document with the national seal was exposed to his eyes, and President Wen was terrified, "Yes, yes, I am honored to invite Miss Yan to be the professor of the physics department of our university, and we can handle the employment process by signing an agreement here." Your classes are one session a month, and you can come to class whenever you want. ”

Not to mention one session a month, he is also willing to have one session a semester!

Yan Wansheng signed the contract, filled out a simple registration form for personal information, and handed it to Principal Wen.

According to the practice of the first high school in China, the opening ceremony will be held tomorrow, although it has nothing to do with her, but on the first day of school, the school will hold a unified meeting of teachers at all levels, and she needs to be present.

Yan Wansheng is a professor in the Department of Physics, only for the teaching of the national experimental class, and his status is more than one and a half stars higher than that of ordinary professors.

"See you tomorrow. By the way, Principal Wen asked the family to stay away from the pond as far away as possible, and the children tried to keep their family members with them. ”

Principal Wen is surrounded by death between his eyebrows, and the children in the family will drown recently, and they will lose their lives if they are not careful.

"Ponds?" President Wen was confused, Professor Yan still understands this?

"Well, there is a dead air between your eyebrows, there will be children in the family who will lose their lives within three days, you let the children at home stay away from the pond as much as possible, even if they are close, they must be accompanied by adults, and do not take good care of the children."

Hearing the words of loss of human life, his face turned pale instantly, and when he saw what Yan Wansheng said, he swore that he didn't believe it.

Because there is a class on metaphysics in the middle school, he knows that there is something beyond common sense in this world.

President Wen's voice trembled, "If that's the case, I will definitely thank Professor Yan." ”

"No, you've already paid the thank you gift." The corners of Yan Wansheng's mouth were hooked.

As long as the other party can listen to his own persuasion and avoid the disaster, the dead qi will automatically be included in her pocket, but it is not enough to even stuff her teeth.

Did he give a thank you gift?

Principal Wen was stunned for a while, and after seeing Yan Wansheng leave, he turned around and hurriedly called home.

It is better to believe that it is there than to believe that it is not.

Outside the school gates.

Fu Qingyu sat in the car, squeezing his hands nervously.

Beads of sweat hung on his forehead, and he didn't even dare to breathe.

It's all my parents' fault, so I didn't say anything to stop by and let him take my uncle's car to school......

He squinted his eyes and secretly stared at the man with a powerful aura beside him, and swallowed, "Uncle...... I've arrived. ”

"Well, let's go down." Fu Tinglan didn't look at him, and his tone was calm.

Fu Qingyu breathed a sigh of relief, "Thank you, uncle, for sending me to school." ”

After saying this, he opened the door and got out of the car quickly, for fear of staying for a minute and a second.

When I closed the car door, I couldn't help but shiver.

It is rumored that Fu Tinglan is old, weak, sick and disabled, extremely ugly, and a disaster, only the Fu family knows that his uncle is not only amazingly talented, but also unpredictable.

Turning his hands into clouds and covering his hands into rain, a word can determine everything, and it may be his uncle.

But whoever has come into contact with him, no one is not afraid of him, and the current height of the Fu family is also pushed up by Fu Tinglan.

It's a pity, God is jealous of talent......

Fu Qingyu sighed.

In the car, Fu Ling looked at Fu Tinglan through the rearview mirror, "Young Master Qingyu got a big test by himself, and he successfully entered the national experimental class, and his talent is not bad." ”

"Hmm." Fu Tinglan looked out the window, just in time to see Yan Wansheng walking out of the side door in a low-key manner, he inexplicably remembered the girl's words last night, and silently raised the car window slowly, "Go back to Fu's house." ”

Today is the middle of the month, and it's time for the illness to attack again.

In order to leave Fu Tinglan behind, the old man Fu spared no effort to arrange the marriage for him, at first the girls saw Fu Tinglan's face, and they were shy and speechless.

For Fu Tinglan's illness, the Fu family found major famous doctors and Mr. Metaphysics, and finally said that he would not live this year.

It's October.

There is still more than one month left.

Fu Ling tensed her jawline and didn't speak again.

There was a dead silence in the car.

Yan Wansheng looked up at his watch and asked He Fan to drive to Yan's house.

Early in the morning, Yan Changming called to urge her to sign the agreement, for fear that she would regret it.

The door was open, and when they saw her return, the servants pretended not to see her, and went about their own business, with disdainful expressions.

As soon as she came back with her front foot, there was a coquettish laugh on her back foot.

"Mom, when I become a well-known designer, I want to honor you and Dad!"

Yan Yan smiled sweetly, speaking with the unique delicacy of a little girl.

Li Anshu patted her head with relief, "Mom doesn't ask you for anything in return, it's good if you're happy." I see Yan Yan's intentions in my eyes, be good, I will ask your father to give you tens of thousands of dollars more to buy two beautiful clothes. ”

No expectation.

Yan Wansheng hooked his lips mockingly, but did not say a word.

"Sister? Are you back? Yan Yan was the first to find her, holding Li Anshu's hand tightened, and her smile expanded, "Why don't you go in?" Ah, what's the matter with the maid, didn't you see my sister come back? ”

She reprimanded angrily, with a proper host demeanor, as if Yan Wansheng was just a guest at Yan's house.

Li Anshu just frowned, "What are you doing here?" ”

"If it weren't for the five percent of the shares, I wouldn't have set foot here."