He was completely unacceptable.

"Are you sure you're doing the right thing?"

Teacher Fang looked at him impatiently, "I'm right next to me, I can see every step clearly, are you questioning me by asking this?" ”

He has the kind of contempt unique to successful people, coupled with his poor attitude, which immediately aroused Liu Cheng, who has been ridiculed by the group recently, and rushed the string called "reason" in his body to ring.

"I just wonder what's wrong with you?!"

Liu Cheng roared loudly.

"I saw with my own eyes that you opened a small stove for Mo Yihan! Pretending to be so righteous and awe-inspiring, do you students know what you have in private?! ”

The onlookers looked at each other, and the silence around them could be heard.

Teacher Fang raised his eyebrows and took a breath, as if he wanted to explode immediately.

But after a while, he exhaled that breath with a "heh" and restrained himself from putting down his hand.

But after enduring it and enduring it, he still raised his hand and pointed at Liu Cheng's head, and poked him back and tilted his head.

"You know the!!"

The onlookers didn't dare to come out, but just watched quietly from the side.

Teacher Fang turned around to cool down his emotions, and when he turned back, he was already a lot calmer.

But the face is still not good-looking.

"You're talking about the delivery of potions."

"That's one less from the last class, and this class will continue to be used, so I took advantage of the break to send him a supplement!"

The eyes of the people around him changed again, and the eyes that looked at Liu Cheng were mixed with all kinds of suspicion and forced gaze.

"This is a real villain, he dares to slander the teacher if he speculates about it."

"Is this man sick? Did he come to sing? ”

"Either you're sick or you're brainless."

"Is this really Professor Liu's son? Don't be the hospital hugged the wrong one back then, right? Why don't you open a post and suggest that Professor Liu go for identification? ”

The last sentence elicited a lot of mocking laughter.

Liu Cheng gritted his teeth, covering the red fingerprints on his head, and hated to beat everyone in the audience.

"You can get out." Mo Yihan spoke at this time.

His expression was cold and indifferent, but a trace of contempt slowly flowed from his dark eyes.

It was that little contempt that made Liu Cheng's already fragile "string" collapse instantly.

"A dog that my dad picked up! You deserve to look down on me?! He screamed and raised his fist and rushed over.

He has never looked down on Mo Yihan, how can he bear to be offended by him.

The light in Mo Yihan's eyes was completely shrouded in shadows, and he stood there, letting Liu Cheng's fist fall on him.

"Oh my God!" Screams erupted.

"Stop fighting!"

Teacher Fang hurriedly went to pull the rack, but he was so thin that he couldn't pull Liu Cheng with blood and strength at all.

In the chaos, I don't know who knocked over the utensils on the table.

Liquids such as alcohol, as well as various materials, are mixed and flowed into one piece.

The pungent smell spread, and as the materials reacted to each other, a half-meter-high flame suddenly burst out on the table.

An unknown liquid ignited, and the fire burned all the way to the adjacent table to the curtain on the wall.

In the blink of an eye, half of the classroom was on fire.

The fire started too fast and was clearly uncontrollable.

The sound of glassware being blown up was constantly heard all around.

The temperature suddenly rose, and everyone ran out in a panic.

But because no one let anyone, they all crowded at the door.

"Cover your mouth and nose! Go out one by one! Hold your horses! Don't panic! Teacher Fang knew the importance and hurriedly waved his hand to organize everyone.

Then he turned around and pulled one with one hand, and dragged Mo Yihan and Liu Cheng out.