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

"What are you looking at, you guys! If you want to drink coconuts, you can get them yourself. You can't let me give them to you one by one, right?"

After a short period of silence, the girls ran over cheerfully and started snatching the coconuts under the tree.

Only Li Yukun and Ding Peng in the distance looked at each other with surprised expressions still on their faces.

How many feet can this square kick the coconut tree into this?

Is this something normal people can do?

With me in Chapter 1, you don't want to trouble Teacher Fang!

Holding a few coconuts and returning to the small barbecue stand that he had built, Yang Yibiao swallowed. After Fangzheng left, he also tried to go to the coconut tree and kicked a few times.

It turned out that the coconut tree didn't want to talk to Yang Yibiao at all and remained motionless.

At most, the coconut on the top shakes a few times symbolically, but it is not necessarily kicked and shaken, it may just be blown by the wind.

Only then did Yang Yibiao realize that when he was boxing with Teacher Fang these days, how much water did that guy let him in, or if he kicked him just now, he might be crippled if he didn't die.

Yang Yibiao shook his head, feeling very frustrated, and went back to Yan Qingya's and others' barbecue stall in dismay.

It seems that I still have a lot to learn from Teacher Fang in the future.

There is always a small wind on the beach, coupled with the sound of the wind blowing the sea and rolling up the waves, the atmosphere on the entire deserted island is extraordinarily cheerful.

Ding Peng and Li Yukun's barbecue stand, the two boys realized that this man's strength was far superior to theirs after seeing Fang Zheng's kick.

But the two of them, together with Yang Yibiao, had always dominated the class. Now that Yang Yibiao has joined Fangzheng, the only two left are even more unconvinced.

Ding Peng opened his backpack and took out a pack of white powder from it. He took the boiled mushroom soup out of a small bowl and poured the white powder into it.

Li Yukun asked curiously, "What is this?"

"Laxatives, Zhou Kun go! Go and send it to Teacher Fang for him to try it out!"

Zhou Kun was helped by Fangzheng just now, and he really didn't want to go right now. Ding Peng gave him a glare and said in a disappointing way:

"Forget it, let me go by myself, Li Yukun is right, are you really a coward!"

After speaking, Ding Peng put on a smiling face as much as possible, and walked towards Fangzheng with a smile.

But the scene of him pouring the laxatives happened to be seen by Zhuge Hong who was squatting beside Fangzheng. The girl frowned, only to see Ding Peng come to Fangzheng and say maliciously:

"Teacher Fang, this is the mushroom soup that we specially cooked. I made a small bowl for you. It's very fresh! Try it!"

Fangzheng saw that it was Ding Peng, so he said thank you, but before he took it, Zhuge Hong suddenly deliberately bumped Ding Peng with his elbow, and she overturned the bowl of mushroom soup with laxatives on the floor. land.

Ding Peng was splashed all over by the soup, hissed, and looked at Zhuge Hong in confusion: "What are you doing? I sent it to Teacher Fang specially! Now you spilled it all!"

Zhuge Hong looked at Ding Peng angrily, and said angrily, "I'm sorry! It's my fault! Come, go over there and I will personally apologize to you!"

She took Ding Peng's arm and dragged him until he was far away from Fangzheng and others before stopping.

Ding Peng asked strangely: "Zhuge Hong, what on earth are you trying to say?! An apology won't drag me so far, right?"

Zhuge Hong recalled the scene when Fangzheng helped her set up a tent just now, which looked very much like her deceased brother, and now she felt as if her relatives were being bullied.

She was even more angry, scolding Jiao Didi:

"Ding Peng! Don't think I don't know what you put in that bowl of soup?! It's fine for you, Teacher Zheng Fang, if other people drink it too! You want to harm us all, don't you?!"

Ding Peng was a little puzzled: "What are you talking about Zhuge Hong? How can other people drink such a small bowl?! But I was wondering, why are you all turning to Fangzheng?! When did he buy you?! Our fourth class was not like this before!"

Zhuge Hong's voice was soft but annoyed and shouted: "You don't care about us! We are willing, anyway, with me by Teacher Fang's side, you don't want to punish him! I have warned you! Don't blame me for turning against me again!"

After finishing speaking, Zhuge Hong stomped her feet angrily, snorted and walked back.

Ding Peng scratched his head, puzzled, thinking what's wrong?

Fangzheng has only been in this class for a long time. Even if he teaches well, he doesn't know how to make everyone like this. It's really strange.

Although Ding Peng thought hard and didn't understand, but in view of what Zhuge Hong said just now, he still gave up the idea of ​​rectifying the founder on the deserted island these days, and went honestly to play his own game.

The sky has gradually darkened unconsciously, and the flames of the barbecue are reflected on the faces of everyone. As soon as the wind passes by, the flames flicker.

Shang Dongfang broke a handful of firewood in half and threw it into the fire.

Suddenly there was the sound of firewood being burned through Perak Bala.

A few girls felt the same when grilling meat skewers, and it smelled delicious.

"It's ready! Teacher Fang will give it to you!"

Zhuge Hong handed several skewers of barbecued meat to Fangzheng, and Yan Qingya also divided the vegetables in half, each sharing a bit.

"Try my craft! Class monitor, Dongfang, Teacher Fang! Here it is!"

A few people sat on the beach, eating skewers and looking at the gradually darkening sea.

Fangzheng chewed the mutton in his mouth: "It's roasted well, it tastes great!"

Zhuge Hong smiled: "Really?"

Fangzheng nodded: "If we have today's barbecue level in every exam after Class [-], as your class teacher, I won't worry about it anymore!"

Everyone booed.

Yan Qingya: "Teacher Fang, you're really ruining the atmosphere! With such a good atmosphere and such delicious barbecue, can't you talk about something interesting? You're too old to keep talking about studying for exams!"

Zhuge Hong sat next to Fangzheng, holding the barbecue and chewing slowly, while chewing on the little braid on the back of his head, which was still dangling.

"Yes, Teacher Fang, can you tell us a story? Tell us what you did before! Everyone is interested!"

"That's right, Teacher Fang, tell me about your past!"

"We want to hear that too!"

Fangzheng: "I used to? I kept talking about what I was doing. How about it? It's dark and windy today, how about I tell you a ghost story?!"

The girls cheered up immediately after hearing the ghost story, and subconsciously got closer to each other.

"Ghost story?! Okay, scary?!"

Fangzheng smiled and said, "Of course it's scary! Do you want to hear it?!"

Everyone nodded.

After Fangzheng finished eating the meat skewers in his hand, he pretended to deliberately create a sense of mystery: "First of all, this is a true story! It was told to me by a former roommate of the teacher!

He said that once in our school, there was a boy who didn't like to talk and was very independent in his daily activities.

But this boy loves to draw!Every night after school, I go to the studio behind the teaching building alone to hone my skills! "

When Yu Jing heard the story about Huahua, she was so frightened that she hugged her calf with her hands, put her chin on her knee, and listened curiously.

Fangzheng continued: "One night when this boy went to the drawing room after class as usual, he found that the door was unlocked! Because the drawing room in our school is basically used as a warehouse, and boys have been going to the drawing room every day for more than half a year, and it has never been him. Own!

No one else has been to this place yet.

At that time, the boy thought that he forgot to lock it last night, so he walked in without thinking much.

As a result, when I entered the door, I saw a girl with long braids and a white dress painting alone facing the wall! "

Chapter 1 Don't Paint My Face

"At that time, the boy was also taken aback, but the girl suddenly said to the boy: "I'm sorry, I'll leave after I finish painting this painting, I'm sorry to bother you."

The boy didn't think much about it at the time, and replied: "It's okay, this studio is open, you can paint for as long as you like."

The girl in the white skirt didn't speak.

In the next few days, every time the boy went to the studio, he found that the door of the studio was open, and the girl always faced the wall to paint, and the boy gradually got used to it.

It's just that he has never seen what a girl looks like, and every time he wants to see it, he has to stare at her from afar because of shyness.

But every time the two of them drew together, he felt that the girl's back was really beautiful.

Beautiful neck, perfect figure, a long braid falling on the shoulders.

The boy began to realize that he liked her, and even wanted to paint a portrait of her with his own hands!One day he finally couldn't bear to say to the girl.

"Let's be friends, I want to draw a picture for you."

The girl waited for a while before answering: "Yes, but you can only draw my back, I am not good-looking."

The boy wanted to see what the girl looked like, after all, from behind, the girl's face curve was almost perfect, coupled with such a good figure.

I thought she must be very beautiful, but maybe she was a little shy like myself, so I was embarrassed to meet people.

So the boy agreed.

But at this time, the girl made another request: "After you finish painting my back, don't paint my face. There are still paintings, you can only see them yourself, and you can't show them to others. As long as you agree, I will let you paint."

The boy thought it was nothing, so he started to paint, but after drawing, he always felt dissatisfied with the drawing, as if something was missing.

So every day after that, he had to draw a new picture of the boy, trying to show the beauty of the girl on the paper as much as possible!

Until one day!He felt that he had drawn a pretty perfect back view of a girl!But when he was going to show it to the girl the next day, he found that the girl had never appeared in the art gallery again. "

Yan Qingya was trembling with fear, and asked in a low voice, "Is it over?"

Fang Zheng glared at her, and Yan Qingya said that she would not speak anymore.

Fangzheng continued: "Afterwards, the boy still came to the studio to paint every day as before, but now he is holding the perfect back painting every day, but a month has passed and he has never seen the girl again. The next day,

When the boy was sleeping, he suddenly dreamed of the girl's pretty face, and dreamed that the two met again. After waking up, he really couldn't bear the impulse in his heart, so he put the girl's pretty face on the paper again according to what he thought in his heart. Draw it!

A roommate found his painting that day!And praised the boy saying that this is simply a perfect painting!

They also asked if the girl in the painting was the boy's girlfriend.

The boy originally wanted to promise the girl not to show it to others, but when everyone said they were a couple, the boy gradually felt that it was nothing, after all, that girl would never appear again.

Until three months later!The school final exam is over, the boy went to the studio to practice for the last time, but when he walked to the door, he found that the door lock was unlocked again!

He froze for a moment, excited!

I wonder if that girl is back? !

The boy hurried in, and sure enough, the girl appeared in the studio again, still facing the wall with her back to the boy, wearing a white skirt.

"You're back?! Where have you been all this time?" the boy asked happily.

Who knew the girl said, "Didn't we agree not to paint my face?"

The boy doesn't know how the girl knows, he obviously only showed it to his roommate.

"I'm not..that's because.."

"I said don't draw my face. Isn't a good-looking back not enough? Do you have to have a beautiful face? Well, since you want to see my face so much, I will let you see my face s face."

The girl turned her head slowly, and the boy saw..."

Fangzheng opened his mouth slightly, but stopped abruptly.

The others were fascinated by what they heard, and found that Fangzheng was silent, so they hurriedly asked, "What did you see?"

"Yes, what did Teacher Fang see, tell me quickly!"

Zhuge Hong twitched, "Teacher Fang, I'm so anxious, tell me!"

Fangzheng suddenly laughed and said, "I don't know what I saw, but later I heard that the boy was insane. He told this story in a mental hospital."

Everyone "cut" almost at the same time!

"Teacher Fang! You are so boring!

"That's right, it's just boring to death!"

"What kind of true story is this! It's all a lie!"

But Fangzheng said: "No, this matter is true, and it is said that the portrait of the girl is still hanging in the exhibition room of our school, but the boy committed suicide after hearing that he lost his mind and recovered."

Yu Jing was terrified when she heard this, and dared to lean against Yan Qingya: "Why did you commit suicide?"

Fangzheng smiled and said, "I don't know why he committed suicide, but I know where he committed suicide."

Fang Zheng pointed to his feet.

"It's this small island! Otherwise, I wouldn't have kept vigil for you at night!"

...

There was a dead silence, and then the girls screamed out in unison, all hanging Fangzheng with their fists.