It was not easy to meet a monster, but it was the little girl's personal pet. Fei Jingting couldn't steal it openly, so he could only seduce it with a white flower.
Fu Yunzhao was dazzled by Dayang and almost agreed. What a pity.
Fei Jingting sighed and thought to himself, you can't force the way to seek the truth, you can only let it happen. Suppressing the regret in his heart, he remembered that Feng Shiyi's plan failed, and he dared to let people harm him when he was so angry that he was afraid.
Don’t you know how to write the word “death”?
Feeling annoyed, Fei Jingting secretly made up his mind to teach that guy a lesson if he met him again in the future.
Putting the thoughts in his mind aside for a moment, Fei Jingting remembered that he had classes of his own today. He packed up hastily, pushed the cart out, had breakfast, and hurried towards school.
When he entered the office, he saw Fan Xuexiu shaking his head and reading something. When he listened carefully, he found that it was "The Eight Parts of the Dragon" that was being serialized.
Teacher Yan and Sano were close to him, listening in rapt attention.
Fan Xuexiu finished, picked up the tea cup and took a sip, and said: "That's all for today... Hey, this "Jinmen Evening News" is extremely unhappy. I won't say such good things and serialize them more, three or five times a day."
It’s really unpleasant to read a thousand words that are heart-wrenching and painful.”
Teacher Yan immediately agreed: "That's right, let's write to the newspaper later and ask them to serialize it more."
Fei Jingting was dumbfounded, are readers so crazy these days? If it continues to develop, will it be necessary to send razors to the author?
Teacher Sano's sharp eyes caught a glimpse of Fei Jingting and immediately greeted him with a smile: "Jingting-kun, you are here."
"Good morning, everyone."
After saying hello, Fei Jingting had just sat down when the vice principal, Ms. Liu, hurried in. Seeing Fei Jingting, she immediately greeted: "Teacher Fei, come with me quickly."
"okay."
Fei Jingting responded and stood up to greet Ms. Liu.
Before he could ask questions, Ms. Liu said with a smile: "That's a good thing. The physics textbook you compiled has been printed. Professor Qian from Beiyang University took the time to come to see you. He is waiting in the old house."
"Then hurry up and don't let Professor Qian wait."
Professor Qian studied in the United States as a young boy in his early years, majoring in mechanics. After returning to China, he worked at Mawei Shipyard, and was later transferred to Peiyang University to teach. It is not an exaggeration to say that he is highly respected.
After leaving the school, I took a detour and entered the old house. From a distance, I saw an old man in a suit and leather shoes in the hall. He had a very clean face and slicked back hair, a typical Shanghai-style figure.
Ms. Liu introduced: "Teacher Fei, this is Professor Qian...Professor, this is Teacher Fei from our school."
Professor Qian looked at Fei Jingting and asked with a smile: "Young people are formidable. How old is Teacher Fei?"
"Professor Qian, just call me by my name. I am twenty-six years old this year."
"You are a talented young man. The country needs rising stars like you."
"You are overly complimentary." Fei Jingting said modestly.
"I'm different from those people who write. I've always had a point. I've read the textbook you compiled. It goes from the easy to the deep with clear examples. It's more scientific than the people in the past." After a pause, Professor Qian said again.
: "I have listened to your resume. I think that with Jing Ting's level, it is no problem to come to our Beiyang University to teach. Staying in a girls' school would be a bit unqualified. If Jing Ting is willing, I will apply to the principal right away and you will get back to me.
How about coming to Peiyang University to teach?”
Fei Jingting laughed dryly and didn't know how to reply. He couldn't say that Beiyang was the first person he interviewed for, but they didn't accept him, right?
Ms. Liu knew the inside story well and came to the rescue: "Professor Qian, Mr. Fei went to Peiyang University to apply for a job, but the Ministry of Education said there was no establishment, so my father-in-law snatched him up. You said it too late."
"Oh? Is there such a thing?" Professor Qian frowned, patted the table and said: "What are you doing! These idiots who are just sitting on their corpses, decent people don't know how to retain them, they just know how to mess around all day long.
Fuck it." After venting a few words, he added: "It's outrageous for a talent like Jing Ting to stay in a girls' school. I have acquaintances at Nanyang University, so why don't I write a letter of recommendation to Jing Ting to see if he can get into Nanyang University?
questionable."
Ms. Liu pursed her lips and said: "Professor Qian, you are wrong. What's wrong with the girls' school? Besides, Teacher Fei is only temporarily teaching in the girls' school. When Beichen University starts, he will still go to Beichen to teach."
"Beichen University, those are all things that have no trace." Professor Qian had a hot temper and stood up angrily: "Why am I telling you this? I'll talk to your father-in-law later. Jingting, just wait.
My good news."
Professor Qian left as soon as he said he would, without any delay, and left in the blink of an eye.
Standing at the door, watching Professor Qian's rickshaw go away, Fei Jingting sighed in his heart that there is no shortage of literary figures these days, but what is lacking is doers like Professor Qian.
The gap between the great powers and China is entirely due to the gap in national strength, and what determines national strength is industry. Without industry, let alone comparing with Europe and the United States, even small Japan can be bullied.
Therefore, the warlords walked around like a revolving door, and finally turned into the dust of history; the bald heads who represented the interests of the compradors and landlords later ran away in despair; only the rabbits who were sincerely engaged in industry, in this land
It took root tenaciously and grew vigorously, completing China's great rejuvenation a hundred years later.
Forget it, these great people have to realize one by one. He, Fei Jingting, is just a monk living here. He can only help as much as he can. If he is unable, it is better to protect himself.
In this turbulent and magnificent era, he is very self-aware and knows that he is not a trend-setter. Relying on a little foresight will only drown him.
After recovering his thoughts, he returned to the office and compiled an acoustics textbook for a while. Fei Jingting took the time to teach the female students a lesson.
After class, Bian Wenjie came over as usual and complained: "Teacher Fei, why don't you do experiments recently? It's so boring to just give lectures."
Fei Jingting said: "You have to think like this...as long as you learn the knowledge points I teach, you can do experiments at home later. Is it as interesting to watch me do experiments as to do your own experiments?"
Bian Wenjie blinked and felt that what Fei Jingting said made sense. It was really boring to memorize formulas and calculate exercises. He was so torn in his heart that he didn't know how to refute for a while, so he had to keep silent.
After a while, she said again: "By the way, Teacher Fei, will that note work?"
Fei Jingting smiled and raised his thumb, which immediately made Bian Wenjie laugh.
Thinking that the Bian family also runs the largest chain pharmacy in Tianjin, Fei Jingting said: "I want to visit your father. I don't know when he will have time."
"You want to see my dad?" Bian Wenjie was a little puzzled: "Is it because the problem last time has not been resolved? It doesn't matter, I will ask dad to write a few more notes."
Fei Jingting laughed, thinking that Bian Wenjie was a typical black-hearted little cotton-padded jacket.
"No, I'm looking for your father. I have a prescription in my hand. It's very effective. Maybe your father will be very interested in it."
"That's it...my father has gone to the capital and will come back tomorrow. Teacher Fei will come to my house tomorrow night. Then I will ask the chef to cook Huaiyang dishes."
After asking for the address and telling Bian Wenjie to tell her father first, Fei Jingting left the classroom before the bell rang.
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I returned home in the afternoon and etched cloud seals for a while. When the sun was setting, Ni Qiufeng came.
The woman greeted him sweetly and said that she was here to help Fei Jingting clean up his house.
Fei Jingting looked at the messy home with a bit of embarrassment on his face. Even with the system, he still had no life skills. He could only cook fried rice with eggs and scrambled eggs with tomatoes. He couldn't even wash the dishes, let alone wash clothes.
Can't be brushed clean.
He said awkwardly: "How about I clean up with you?"
Ni Qiufeng rolled her eyes at him charmingly and said, "How can a man do this? Brother Jingting, you are busy with your business. I will take care of it soon."
Fei Jingting knew that Ni Qiufeng was expressing gratitude in this way, so he couldn't refuse, so he went back to his seat and found paper and pen to write a textbook.
Dusk spilled into the room through the glass window, and the rising dust in the cleaning room rolled in the light. Ni Qiufeng occasionally raised her head and saw the serious side face in front of the desk under the setting sun. Her mind gradually began to have random thoughts, and the movements of her hands couldn't help but
A bit slower.
Ni Qiufeng has just turned 20. In her early years, her family was relatively well off, and her parents loved her as the only daughter in the family. They not only responded to her requests, but also allowed her to attend private school for several years.
After that, he was raised in a boudoir, reading "The Romance of the West Chamber", "The Peach Blossom Fan", "The Peony Pavilion", "The Palace of Eternal Life" and the like. I also imagined what kind of troubled young man my future husband would be.
Unfortunately, when I was fifteen or six years old, my family experienced great changes. First, my father was defrauded of money by relatives, and then there was a bad harvest, so the family had to sell some land. Since then, my father has been ill and has been seeking medical advice all year round. The high medical expenses have cost him so much.
This was the last straw that broke the family.
A few years later, the real estate passed down from the ancestors was sold out, and the family still owed some money for the famine.
One wave after another, her father's illness did not get better, and her mother fell ill again. As a result, the originally planned marriage also fell through. Ni Qiufeng, who was only nineteen years old, had to stand up to support the family, but she
How can a weak woman get money?
It was also at that time that Ni Qiufeng cruelly married herself to Zhang Dongcheng, whom she had never met before, when someone offered her a gift of two hundred yuan.
The doctor did not cure the disease, but her parents could not survive the illness, and both passed away. Ni Qiufeng buried her parents and married Zhang Dongcheng within a hundred days. However, the marriage only lasted less than a month, and her husband suffered another misfortune, leaving her with her cousin's naughty son and her husband.
Her husband's unruly mother lives in this huge Jinmen.
More than once, Ni Qiufeng wanted to jump into the Haihe River and end her unfortunate life. Her life was dark, without any light.
Just when she thought she couldn't hold on any longer, a ray of light appeared.
Ni Qiufeng still remembers that it was very cold that day. When her hands covered with chilblains reached into the cold washing tub, every time she rubbed them, the wounds on her hands felt like tearing pain. The landlord led a thinly-clad man in.
After some discussion in the yard, the young man rented a main house.
In the afternoon, the customer came to pick up the washed clothes and found a hole in the clothes. He yelled and asked Ni Qiufeng to compensate. She stood there at a loss and looked back frequently, hoping that her mother-in-law could come to the rescue.
As a result, the doors and windows of the west wing were closed, and Mrs. Zhang Hu never showed up. However, the door to the main room opened, and the young man who had just rented the house came out, handed the guest a few coins, and said, "Please forgive me."
Please forgive me'.
The guest cursed and left. The young tenant looked at her, smiled encouragingly, his eyes were clear and showed no lust, and then he returned to the room.
She settled in the yard, trying to remember the tenant's appearance in her mind. At this moment, the dark clouds split, and a ray of sunlight shone into the yard. Her body suddenly felt warm, and her heart was filled with warmth from that smile.