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Chapter 141 Chapter 141: Don't Talk

Xu Dajun and Fang Yuxing hurried into the school, protecting the book baskets in their arms, with most of their shoulders and backs wet.

Fang Zian, who came in first, heard the footsteps, turned his head and saw them, and said in surprise: "It's snowing so heavily, why don't you hold an umbrella?"

"I didn't finish copying the books until dawn. I lay down and slept soundly. I was almost late. I didn't even bother to have breakfast. I didn't even bother to hold an umbrella."

Xu Dajun replied while quickly checking the book basket. If the paper got wet, it would be bad luck.

"It's okay, okay, I didn't get wet. Let's go for a walk. I'm going to hand it in soon. I can still go to the classroom and take a nap."

The three of them walked along the corridor to the husband's small room together.

Before I even got close, I heard my husband’s voice in the distance: “Go out and stand on the porch.”

When the three of them approached, they saw someone walking out of the room and standing on the porch with a slumped head. It was Dong Shuangqi.

The three of them looked at each other and didn't say anything at the moment. It was more important to go in and hand in the penalty homework first.

The teacher received the penalty copies from the three people, looked at them briefly, and then waved them to go back to the classroom and read the text by themselves.

Dong Shuangqi rushed into Fang Congyun's yard, stood at the door and shouted to someone, "Congyun, let me in, the classroom is too cold! Let me warm up!"

Fang Zian's eyes rolled, and he muttered: "This kid didn't ask for leave today, and he didn't come to school. Now he's doomed! Sir, he hates unruly people the most! Let's see if he doesn't expel him!"

Fang Yuxing said: "Fortunately, it's only been five times. I haven't had to take the exam to get punished for copying too much."

Xu Dajun and Fang Zian looked at each other in disbelief.

After thinking about it, his teacher asked him to copy in the classroom, but he didn’t have to do it in the classroom!

Suddenly, Dong Shuangqi became energetic again, and carrying the basket of books, he went back to look for Fang Congyun.

The teacher didn't say anything. After class, he went out and asked a child to go to Fang Yanping's house to ask.

Back in the classroom, he couldn't read. Xu Dajun yawned and looked at Fang Zian, "Didn't you come here with him?"

This is really...

Speaking of this, Dong Shuangqi became even more bitter, "The teacher said that he would let me copy it in the school for five times, and he would not be allowed to go home until he finished copying it! He has already asked the child to go to my house to deliver the message."

Xu Dajun's eyes flashed slightly at the side, caught by the wind and cold?

Did he really catch the cold or something happened to him?

He listened attentively, but he didn't hear anything about Fang Yanping's side.

After a long while, Fang Yuxing said slowly: "I just said, how could such a smart man as sir be fooled?"

The three of them came out of the small room and met Dong Shuangqi's eyes. They winked and winked, but they didn't last long. The gentleman inside coughed and immediately told the three of them to run towards the classroom.

What good news.

Originally, his relationship with Fang Congyun was not good enough to allow them to enter and leave his private study, but they opened a hotpot restaurant together again. He felt that their relationship was quite good recently.

Oh, this is indeed good news. There are not many people in the entire school who like Fang Yanping. This kid is sarcastic in his words and thinks of himself as a noble person. He is really unlikable.

Isn't there a gunman?

But we still have to ask the person involved what happened.

Fang Zian's eyes were full of joy: "His father came to the school to ask for leave in person. He said that Fang Yanping had caught a cold last night and was afraid that he would not be able to recover even before the end of the year, so he stopped coming to school for the time being!"

Peng Ruiyuan pouted, "That means I won't come before the year, and it's not like I won't come in the future. How can you be so happy?"

"I got sick and asked for leave. It was too cold yesterday. I really couldn't hold on. I lay down and fell asleep. I didn't write ten words."

Dong Shuangqi spread out his red and swollen hands with a look of despair on his face, "Forget it, Mr. beat me forty ring feet and asked me to copy the Analects of Confucius five times."

"What happened?" Fang Tongshi asked curiously.

Ma Yulin also shook his head, "I don't know!"

Fang Zian rolled his eyes and said, "You're so lazy. You really didn't do it yourself without sweeping the red. What will you do these five times?"

Xu Dajun's eyes flashed and he didn't say much. He turned to ask Ma Yulin, "What did Dong Shuangqi do? Why was he made to stand by the gentleman?"

Then you can’t get on a stick!

No one knew what the gentleman meant, so the few of them could only pat Dong Shuangqi and give him a self-seeking look, "Copy it well."

How could it not be copied?

"What's going on? You didn't copy it yesterday?" Xu Dajun winked. Actually, he wanted to ask him where your gunman was?

Dong Shuangqi knew what he meant, shook his head, and waited until no one else was around after dinner before talking about what was going on.

After going to the canteen to eat, Dong Shuangqi, who had been standing there all morning, appeared with a drooping face.

Didn’t copy it?

When school ended at noon, the inquisitive Fang Zian ran out and came back excitedly and shouted: "I have good news for everyone, this kid Fang Yanping will not come to school!"

Peng Ruiyuan continued: "When I went to hand in my homework, I heard two ears. It seemed that he was punished for copying but didn't copy."

"It's a good time to expel him. My husband didn't like him in the first place. When he was able to enter the school, wasn't it because his father came to beg him again and again that he relented?" Fang Yuxing answered.

"You are asked to copy in the school?" Xu Dajun looked strange when he heard this, "Do you think sir knows that you have a gunman?"

Dong Shuangqi's face turned pale, "What do you mean, sir? Why didn't you expose me from the beginning? In this case, sir, you shouldn't tell my father, right?"

Everyone below shook their heads, "Sir, we don't know why Fang Yanping didn't come."

I guess if I wait until a year later to go to school again, the Fang family will say that Fang Yanping's illness is not good and continue to suspend school.

Five times and more than 50,000 words, Dong Shuangqi was about to cry but had no tears. He watched helplessly as his classmates left one by one. He was the only one left in the huge classroom. How boring it was.

However, Dong Shuangqi didn't come back to the classroom all morning. When his husband came to teach, he first asked about the master Fang Yanping, who also had an empty seat.

I just wanted to back the king to take action, and he was really accurate and quick, and the Fang family didn't dare to say a word. They could only grit their teeth and insist that they were sick.

"Being able to not be in the same room with him, even for just a few days, makes me feel happy!" Fang Zian said happily.

Just copy the book, just don't tell his father. If his father finds out, it won't be as simple as hitting a ruler.

Fang Zian shook his head, "I'm just like you. I didn't finish copying until dawn, so I squinted too much."

Xu Dajun listened to the two people muttering, pursed his lips and said nothing. He knew that Fang Yanping couldn't come today, but he didn't know whether Fang Yanping would come in the future or how the backer king would deal with it.

As he spoke, he glanced at the empty seat in front of him and let out a sigh: "Fang Yanping, is this guy asking for leave again today?"

Xu Dajun and others hurriedly approached, "What's going on?"

Suddenly, there was silence.

After a while, the door opened, revealing Fang Congyun's face, "You can come in, but you are not allowed to talk."

Dong Shuangqi:……

"OK!"

It's better than the cold classroom. If you don't talk, don't talk. It's also good to look at people when you're bored.

Not to mention, Fang Congyun is quite handsome and handsome. He is the most handsome in their whole school.


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