The blind date went to the wrong room, but was confessed by the other party

Fangzheng pointed at them with his fingers as a warning.

Jiang Xiyao didn't care about the group of children this time, she just looked at Fangzheng and said, "Are you tired? You didn't sleep all night last night, and today I'm worried that you might get sleepy in class."

Fangzheng smiled and said, "I'm fine. I squinted for a while in the office this afternoon, and I'm in good spirits now."

Jiang Xiyao laughed: "I knew it, let's go and see how your students are doing."

"Ah."

The two went side by side to the pile of students who were still doing push-ups, and Jiang Xiyao looked at the few boys who were still doing push-ups.

"How are you guys? Do you feel okay?"

The boys represented by Shang Dongfang were all stuck in the last [-] sets of push-ups, unable to do it alive or dead.

The girls who watched were anxious for a while.

And like Yang Yibiao and Ding Peng, because of his foundation in other sports, let alone push-ups, he has almost finished six laps.

Zhuge Hong squatted on the ground with her elbows resting on her knees, her palms resting her head, and her braids swayed as she spoke:

"The physical strength of these boys is much worse."

Shang Dongfang finished the last push-up with trembling arms, then lay down on the ground tiredly, and said wearily:

"Take a break, take a break, and run again later."

Jiang Xiyao said: "It's normal to have a difference in physical strength, especially in this kind of group sports, the difference in physical strength will gradually increase during the competition. After you finish practicing for a few days, the overall stamina of the team will increase. Even if the skill stagnates, the strength will rise to varying degrees."

Zhuge Hong looked at Jiang Xiyao's pretty face, and slowly stood up and walked to her side:

"Master's wife doesn't have to play ball today anyway, can you tell us the story between you and Teacher Fang? How did you know each other?"

With Zhuge Hong taking the lead, other girls came over curiously: "We want to know too!"

"Master, why don't you tell us?"

"That's right, how did you, a big boss, know Mr. Fang?"

...

Jiang Xiyao looked at everyone curiously: "You all want to know?"

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The woman turned to look at Fangzheng: "Would you like to briefly describe it to your students?"

Fangzheng nodded helplessly.

Jiang Xiyao smiled, looked back at the girls and said, "Then let's find a place to sit down and have a good chat, and tell me how I met your Teacher Fang!"

"Okay!"

"Miss, let's go over there, it's cool there! Come with Teacher Fang!"

A certain girl pointed to a small pavilion in the corner of the basketball court, and the two of them walked towards the small pavilion in the corner surrounded by everyone.

It just so happened that at this moment, Fangzheng accidentally saw Yang Xiaoxue sitting on the curb stone in the distance, rubbing her ankle constantly, as if she was injured.

Jiang Xiyao also noticed Fangzheng's gaze, and said softly, "Go with the students first, and I'll go see what's wrong with Teacher Yang."

Fang Zheng hummed: "I'm sorry, Xi Yao."

"fine."

Jiang Xiyao said to everyone: "Students, if you have any questions, ask your teacher Fang first, I will deal with some things, and I will come to you soon!"

The girls said in unison: "Okay!"

Then Fang Zheng followed the girls to the small gazebo, while Jiang Xiyao squeezed out the crowd and walked towards Yang Xiaoxue who was rubbing her ankle not far away.

The two women were wearing ponytails at the moment, and even the clothes they were wearing were similar.

They were all in light-colored clothes, but when they stood side by side for comparison, they found that Yang Xiaoxue was completely different in temperament and tone of voice.

If I have to make a metaphor, it should be the gap between the big sister in a family and the little sister in the neighbor's house.

"Teacher Yang, is your foot hurt?"

Jiang Xiyao came to Yang Xiaoxue's side. The latter heard Jiang Xiyao's voice, raised her head and smiled: "Sister Jiang, are you here? Your feet just shook."

"Well, let me see what's wrong."

Jiang Xiyao squatted in front of Yang Xiaoxue, saw that her ankle was red, and touched it lightly with her hand: "Does it hurt?"

Yang Xiaoxue shook her head,

Jiang Xiyao touched it down again, and Yang Xiaoxue began to hiss.

"hurts a little."

Jiang Xiyao said: "It seems that I didn't do any exercise before I played. Fortunately, the swelling is not severe. Take a break and try to see if you can walk. If it doesn't work, I will ask Fang Zheng to take you to the hospital."

"Ah?" When Yang Xiaoxue heard that Jiang Xiyao wanted Fang Zheng to send her to the hospital, she quickly refused:

"No need, Sister Jiang, I'm really fine, just sit for a while, it's not that bad."

Jiang Xiyao smiled helplessly: "That's fine, if you feel pain, just call me, and I will sit with Fang Zheng over there."

"it is good."

"That's okay, I'll go first."

"Well, sister Jiang, go slowly!"

Jiang Xiyao stood up and went to Fang Zheng's student.

Yang Xiaoxue watched the woman walk up to Fangzheng, and after sitting down, Fangzheng even casually embraced Jiang Xiyao from behind.

Continue to tell the students how the two met and how they got along.

In this situation, Yang Xiaoxue rubbed her ankle, not really jealous, but just envious.

Chapter 177 Li Yukun who sneaked home

Jiang Xiyao's arrival this afternoon can be regarded as the arrest of the group of children in Class [-] of the third grade.

It was as if he had to find out the whole story of Fang Zheng and Jiang Xiyao's relationship in this afternoon.

It's a pity that Miss Jiang has been in the workplace for so many years, so she can deal with this group of little dolls with ease.

After the simple love story was beautified by Jiang Xiyao's occasional details, the female students were very excited to hear it.

It was ups and downs, step by step, more like storytelling than storytelling..

The woman was held by Fang Zheng's shoulders, and according to the simple description from memory:

"When I pretended to be in love with you Mr. Fang, there was a time when a big client of our company couldn't handle it. Even I couldn't get in touch with him. As a result, you, Mr. Fang, who went to heaven and earth, just looked at the photo of the client. at a glance,

I solved the problem that our company had studied for a month. At that time, I was really impressed, thinking how could such a man become a teacher?

Later, I tried to persuade him to work in our company, but he rejected me without even thinking about it. At that time, I knew that this person was very different! "

The female students asked curiously: "Teacher's wife, can't you, a big boss like you, still not talk to Mr. Fang?"

Jiang Xiyao glanced at Fangzheng: "I can deal with anyone, except you, Teacher Fang."

The girls booed one after another;

"Hey! Teacher Fang~ You are so good!"

"Yes, we don't believe what the teacher said!"

Fangzheng pressed his hands together: "Be low-key, low-key, if you've heard it, it's fine if you've heard it~"

The small pavilion chatted lively until dark, and the boys gathered around the small pavilion after exercising, listening to Jiang Xiyao's storytelling.

A day of basketball training is over.

For the next five or six days, Jiang Xiyao would come to Tulip Middle School to play basketball with these students every day after get off work.

Teach them how to exercise and how to practice the ball.

Not to mention others, even Fang Zheng can feel that women's time is much more generous than before.

It's just that during this process, Teacher Yang hasn't been to the basketball court since Jiang Xiyao came.

Occasionally, she would stand on the sidelines to watch after class, but she did not play again.

The countdown to the basketball tournament is the last three days.

Because of the professional training a few days ago, the physical strength of the boys is much better than before, and many skills can gradually catch up.

This night, Fangzheng and Jiang Xiyao taught everyone how to play, and everyone sat outside the court to rest.

The woman's legs are bent, and the knees are tilted towards the square.

Yang Yibiao went to the supermarket and brought over two packs of mineral water, each of whom shared a bottle.

"East, water!"

"Give it Qingya!"

"Teacher! Teacher Fang!"

Jiang Xiyao took the two bottles of mineral water from the boy's hand, said thank you, unscrewed the bottle and drank half of the bottle heartily.

Fangzheng also unscrewed his own and drank half a bottle.

Jiang Xiyao let out a comfortable breath and looked at Tulip Middle School in front of her.

Next to the basketball court is the playground. The turf inside grows extremely lush under the moisture of the summer sun, although there are occasional uneven places due to the trampling of the students.

But it is precisely this way that it feels like a school when you look at it.

"It's great, it seems like I'm back in my school days." Jiang Xiyao murmured while looking into the distance.

She turned to look at Fang Zheng: "I'm starting to understand why you like the job of being a teacher so much."

Fangzheng smiled and said, "Is that so? In fact, for work, making money is the second priority. You have to have fun to do it in the long run."

Zhuge Hong on the side said:

"That's because Mr. Fang, you don't lack money, right? When you took us on a tour, you said that you didn't even have the money for the car! Now it's pure nonsense. With your family's money, I'm afraid it's worth buying ten schools. enough!"

Fangzheng looked at Zhuge Hong who was sitting on the side, and actually wanted to refute that he really didn't have much money, and his assets were only a few thousand yuan.

But seeing Jiang Xiyao laughing after listening to it, he had nothing to say. After all, no matter how poor he was in this situation, Fang Zheng himself felt that it was a bit too much.

Jiang Xiyao sat beside Fangzheng, and slowly leaned her head on his shoulder.

"If only life could go on like this."

The man was about to answer, but Yang Yibiao, who was dividing the water, broke the tranquility of everyone.

"Where's Li Yukun?! Li Yukun hasn't come back yet?!"

Fangzheng looked up at Yang Yibiao who was shouting in the distance: "What's wrong Yang Yibiao? Li Yukun is missing?!"

Hearing Fangzheng's voice, Yang Yibiao came over with two bottles of water: "Teacher Fang, Li Yukun didn't know why he went there."

"I don't know why I went there? What do you mean?"

Yang Yibiao blinked and explained: "During the intermission, he seems to have answered a phone call saying that he has something to do, but he hasn't come back yet."

"Did you go home?" Fangzheng asked.

Yang Yibiao took out his mobile phone from his pocket:

"Can't you? I'll make a phone call to ask. The main thing is that he's not just today, but for three or four days in a row. Every time he's practicing, he has something to go out. In fact, I don't worry about anything else. I'm just afraid of his laziness. What if something goes wrong with the game?"

While talking, the boy dialed Li Yukun's number, and after a few rings, he was quickly picked up.

Yang Yibiao questioned: "Hey Li Yukun?! Why did you go?"

"I'm home, you guys practice."

"Damn, you really went home?! It's not what's going on with you these days? There are three days left before the competition, are you doing well recently?!"

"Don't worry, I won't delay on the day of the game, just hang up like this!"

Yang Yibiao said: "No, I mean you haven't practiced these two days.. Hello? Hello?!"

The phone had already been hung up, and Yang Yibiao let out a strange snort: "This guy hung up on me?"

Fangzheng asked, "What's wrong?"