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Fang Yi's phone is on speakerphone.

When Yan Shu said Teacher Qingfeng's words, Fatty was stunned.

He looked at Fang Yi, then at Zeng Qiongman, and couldn't help but took out his mobile phone.

As it was turned on, the phone rang.

The fat man hastily picked it up.

Immediately, Yan Shu's voice came from the phone.

"Boss Mei, hello, I'm Yan Shu, what's wrong with your willow bottle, if it's convenient for you, please give me the address, I'll draw it up and transport it there for you at a guaranteed price."

"Hey, ah... No, no." Fatty nodded, then quickly shook his head, "Well, Teacher Yan Shu, who just called you?"

"Oh, it's my teacher, Mr. Qingfeng."

"Snapped!"

The jar in the fat man's hand fell to the ground.

The semi-finished willow bottle suddenly fell to pieces.

But the fat man didn't even look at it, and walked up to Fang Yi in a few steps, "That... I really don't know Taishan, that, Mr. Qingfeng, you, I am so happy to meet you."

The fat man spoke incoherently.

In fact, he ran from Mengzhou to Luzhou for this willow bottle, and it took more than half a month before he asked Yan Shu to make a semi-finished product for himself.

It is indeed precious.

But, compared to Qingfeng, what is the willow bottle in front of you?

Qingfeng is the true founder of Blue and White Colors.

What's more, the destination of the plane this time is Mengzhou. As long as you treat Qingfeng well, then there is no problem with how many willow bottles you want.

After thinking about the cause and effect, the fat man immediately stood up and bowed to Zeng Qiongman and Shi Man'an.

"You two girls, I was really sorry just now, and I, Messi, apologize to you."

Messi?

This guy's name is Messi?

Looking at the other's typical Mengzhou man, and thinking of Messi in his previous life, Fang Yi was also a little speechless.

On the other hand, the people around were a little confused.

What's the situation? Originally, the fat man was so vicious that he insisted on asking for 300 million. Why did Fang Yi make a phone call, and the other party suddenly changed from a prairie wolf to a little milk dog.

Moreover, the 300 million cans don't care if they fall?
"Comrade, can you please change your seat?" Messi was thick-skinned, and moved his things directly to Zhang Yibo, "This Mr. Qingfeng is my teacher, look..."

Zhang Yibo was speechless.

Just now, didn't you yell at each other one by one!
After a while, it turned out to be your teacher.

Of course, Zhang Yibo didn't care about such a thick-skinned fat man, and went to Messi's seat.

Messi sat down with a smile.

"Stewardess, please bring me a drink for my teacher."

"Hey, it's hot, it's hot."

"Teacher Qingfeng, come here, put on my coat if you are sleepy, it's cold."

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All of a sudden, Fatty's yelling could be heard everywhere on the plane.

Fortunately, a few hours later, the plane had arrived over Mengzhou.

At the reminder of the stewardess, everyone sat back in their seats.

As the plane landed and everyone got off the plane, Messi naturally grabbed Fang Yi's luggage.

Turning around, I saw Shi Man'an and Zeng Qiongman each carrying a bag, then retreated and snatched their bags as well.

Everyone couldn't help laughing or crying.

Messi didn't care about other people's eyes at all. He carried three or four bags and didn't forget to take out his phone.

"Hey, hurry up and arrange a car, what? It's already here, no, another car is coming, there are too many people, and my teacher is here too..."

Under Fatty's arrangement, several luxury cars had already arrived outside the airport just outside the airport.

"Teacher Qingfeng, I'll see you off." Messi opened the door for Fang Yi.

"Thank you Boss Mei." By this time, Fang Yi didn't bother to be polite to him anymore.

A group of people got into Messi's car and drove towards their destination.

Zhang Jianguo's hometown is a county in the lower part of Mengzhou.

Under the leadership of Zhang Yibo, the crowd quickly arrived at the destination of the trip.

Montreal Special Education Art Institute.

Zhang Yibo had already contacted the other party.

As the car stopped at the school gate, a middle-aged female teacher in her 60s came forward.

"Xiao Zhang, you are finally here."

"Principal Zhou Juan, hello, this is Dao Feng, this is Shi Man'an, Zeng Qiongman..." Zhang Yibo introduced.

"Hi everyone, welcome to the special education school." Zhou Juan greeted everyone.

As his eyes fell on Messi, Messi immediately took a step forward.

"My name is Messi, and I'm Qingfeng...Oh, no, I'm a friend of Teacher Daofeng."

"Messi, you are also good." Zhou Juan nodded and smiled.

This guy is really familiar.

Fang Yi couldn't help laughing or crying.

Of course Zhou Juan didn't know Messi's identity. Seeing everyone coming together, she led them all the way to the office.

After calling everyone to sit down, Zhou Juan made tea again before sitting down.

"Mr. Daofeng, everyone, since you are friends of Zhang Jianguo, I'll tell you directly." Zhou Juan said, "That's right, our Mengcheng Special Education College has always been a unit under the Education Bureau, but in recent years the finance Nervous, so the school's salary cannot be paid..."

During Zhou Juan's introduction, everyone gradually understood the ins and outs.

Mengzhou was originally a relatively poor land.

Here is located on a plateau, with poor resources, and most of the people are engaged in animal husbandry, which leads to the low level of education of the people.

Especially children born with disabilities.

Not only is it difficult to secure employment, but even education is not valued.

The Mengcheng Special Academy was established under such circumstances.

However, as compulsory education, Mengcheng's tight finances make it difficult to pay the school's salary, so Zhou Juan had no choice but to find Zhang Jianguo.

Therefore, helping the children to attend the Lantern Festival Gala and gain everyone's attention has become everyone's only hope.

After introducing the specific situation, Zhou Juan looked at Daofeng.

"Mr. Daofeng, it's getting late, I'll arrange for you to stay and have a meal first."

"Teacher Zhou Juan, let's go and see the students first." Fang Yi looked at the time, it was just four o'clock in the afternoon, "There are still a few days left, and it will be the Lantern Festival Gala, so I will save you some politeness. Let's start training as soon as possible."

"Yes, yes." Messi nodded, "It would be best if it could be done in three days. Teacher Daofeng is a tough group."

"Three days?" Zhou Juan asked in surprise, "Children only have the foundation of dancing."

Fang Yi couldn't help but glared at Messi.

Messi immediately shrank back.

"Oh, I'm just talking casually, everything is based on Teacher Daofeng's opinion."

Since Fang Yi suggested, Zhou Juan was naturally not willing to disobey, so she led everyone and walked towards the training room.

Fang Yi looked around the campus as he walked.

Indeed, compared with places like Luzhou and Shuzhou, the campus here is indeed too crude.

No imaginary grass, no imaginary pitches.

Except for a few bare poplar trees around the campus, everything else is empty.

The surrounding houses are also brick and tile houses, without wall coverings, and the red brick walls are exposed.

Even the doors and windows are simple wooden doors and windows with mottled paint, telling the story of the years.

Under the leadership of Zhou Juan, everyone came to one of the classrooms.

As the door with one piece of glass missing was pushed open, more than a dozen students in school uniforms looked over together.

Curiosity and longing were written all over their faces.

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ps: Thanks to Si You, who loves to eat sweet potatoes and steamed buns, for the reminder, and thanks to Lan Tingge and Brother Hui.Text gift from user 11052993.