Everyone is busy for their own life. Fuqi is disappointed, while Xiaofeng's students enjoy a lively and interesting practical lesson.
As soon as Fenglan's class was over, Jiang Anzhi's video phone was dialed.
As she picks up the handout, she answers. In the picture, Jiang Anzhi is sitting in the car with a tender and tender face.
Thinking of someone who held her hand last night, the hairy feeling on her hand is still there. At the beginning of Fenglan, the palm of her hand trembles slightly, and she says, "put away your affectionate expression."
Jiang An's low smile came out.
Wind LAN saw him smile for the first time, immediately disliked to TUT a, the other party immediately flattered to chat up
"Just after class? It seems that I'm playing at the right time. "
The student who was going to run away with a knife in his hand, as soon as he heard the voice coming from the phone, he felt like a sloth attached to his body and moved slowly, but his high ears betrayed them.
Lying trough, the first time to see a living master.
No, the gentle teacher Xiaofeng is so kind to the master.
My voice is so familiar. I want to see my face. Hello.
Fenglan just wanted to reply, Yu Guang saw the students in the laboratory with their necks stretched like giraffes.
She coughed silently: "I'll call you later."
Looking at the wind haze early agile ground hung up the telephone.
With a sigh of disappointment, the students fell onto the desk.
Feng LAN Chu laughingly looked at them: "why don't you go?"
"Miss Xiaofeng, we want to see the living master."
"Yes, I haven't met my teacher since my graduate students are about to graduate. When shall we be invited to dinner
"It's for this." Feng LAN Chu nodded in a funny way: "it's not easy to have dinner, please go now."
"No, it's not the same. We rarely see the master's treat."
"Yes, in my lifetime, let me see my master and I will die without regret."
Feng Lanchu thought to herself that you must be dead. Most of the people in the streets and alleys are Jiang Anzhi. And it seems that "guardian of home" will be broadcast again tonight. According to her understanding of them, they will definitely watch it.
"Teacher Xiaofeng, let's kneel down and beg to see the master."
"Yes, please see my master." People are full of hope.
"If you have a chance." Feng LAN Chu answers vaguely, stacks up the handout materials, and slips away.
Jiang Anzhi, who has been hung up, has a lonely glance at the computer next to him. It's the Fenglan class schedule he just got from huaida campus network.
It's the end of class time. Has the timetable been changed?
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After school, fenglanchu drove directly back to Jiangxin Xiaozhu.
Call Jiang Anzhi back at noon to know that he has left Huaixiang for Yehai.
Last night, my mother-in-law took jiangche back to Jiangxin Xiaozhu, but she didn't go back to her new home. At the beginning of Fenglan, she went directly back to Jiangxin Xiaozhu for a meal.
When I saw a lot of relatives at home, Feng Lanchu was already a Buddha.
After all, they're all loyal fans of home guardian.
"Mom." Jiang Che seems to be used to the seven aunts and eight aunts who are bubbling from time to time at home. They are eating melons beside them.
See wind haze early back, immediately eyes a bright ran over.
"Small fishing is lively and gregarious. It seems that it's still with small beginnings." The seven aunts boasted happily.
"Yes, they are alike, but they have different personalities." Aunt Ba nodded in agreement.
"I love fishing more than his father. Ann was a Muggle when he was a child. I was worried that he was an autistic child. " When Jiang Ma recalled the past, she felt angry and funny.
"It's good to be safe, and it's good to fish." Seven aunts and eight aunts boast ten times with a strong desire to survive.
"When Ann was a child, he liked writing best. I thought he would become a calligrapher when he grew up."
"Yes, I think so too. I never thought he would become a star in the end, but the star is also suitable for him."
"Harm, everything is forced by life." Jiang Ma laughs and laughs.
Jiang Che listens to the people's chat, silently approaches Fenglan Chu and asks "Mom, what are they talking about?"
"They're praising your father."
"Oh ~" Jiang Che nodded with approval: "Dad is certainly powerful."