Raiders, Boys' Dream Factory!

In midsummer, cicadas sing loudly.

Zhang Fei was sitting on the podium, propping his head on one hand, his face was listless.Below, a group of students were also blind-eyed. Although there were textbooks or notes spread out in front of them, few of them paid attention to them.

It's the beginning of August, and according to the school's regulations, the summer vacation should have been long ago. As for why they are here... I can only say that the students who are about to enter the third year of high school have no human rights.

The Linshan City Education Bureau is definitely the most disliked institution in Linshan by students and teachers. Its basic function is to create obstacles for people.Every year, the question of whether to make up classes during the summer vacation has to be discussed all over again, which is different every year.The new regulations this year are: teachers are not allowed to teach during the summer vacation, but schools can organize students to conduct self-study on a voluntary basis.

Anyone who has gone to school knows that the so-called voluntary means that you can choose to come voluntarily, come voluntarily, or come voluntarily.

Since watching self-study is not a class, Zhang Fei, the sub-subject teacher of the sub-subject, was also brought in to act as a mascot sitting on the podium.The hardware facilities of Chonghua High School are not bad, and the air conditioner in the classroom is fully turned on. Apart from being boring, this job is not so difficult.

"boom"

Suddenly there was a soft sound outside the door, Zhang Fei glanced at the door, walked over and opened it.

There was no one in the corridor, but there was a large plastic bag by the door, and something was stuffed in it.

Zhang Fei picked up the bag and weighed it, with a slight smile on his lips, turned and walked back to the classroom, and put the bag on the podium.

The dull sound attracted the attention of the students, and when Zhang Fei pulled out a piece of ice cream from the bag, there were small exclamations from the audience.

"Want to eat?" Zhang Fei grinned.

Most of these students are from good families, so naturally they will not lack a piece of ice cream to eat, but at this time, everything that can pass the time can attract them, not to mention that it is really hot outside?

So they answered honestly: "I want to—"

Some naughty students even added a bit of emotion: "Teacher, you can pity us—"

"The team leader comes up to get one, one for each person, there are many flavors, choose what you like." Zhang Fei patted the bag, and immediately four people came up from below, carried the bag and went down to distribute it one by one. Soon, there was a sound of tearing the package in the classroom Paper and the sound of eating sorbet.

"Teacher, who sent this?" A certain student noticed the key point - the school leader obviously would not have such a humane act of inviting students to eat ice cream. Zhang Fei went out just now, and it was obvious that he didn't buy it.

"Here," Zhang Fei himself took a chocolate-flavored one and gnawed on it. Hearing this, he raised his head, with some chocolate still on his lips, "My girlfriend sent it."

Suddenly there was a choking sound...

"Teacher, do you have a girlfriend?" After the shock, a student asked.

"Yes~"

"Isn't it beautiful?"

"It's okay." Zhang Fei touched his chin.

"Oh—" some students below booed softly, and someone shouted: "But why is she giving you ice cream, and giving you so much."

"He wants to chase me." Zhang Fei said with a smile, "Of course he has to please me."

The audience was amazed, most of the students these days are precocious, and there are several couples who have sneaky conversations in the class, but it is usually the boys to please the girls, and they also do errands to buy snacks and the like.Not only was he chased back, but he also had a bag of ice cream delivered to his door... Zhang Fei's image suddenly grew in their hearts.

"Teacher, teach us how you made people like you so much..." a boy whispered.

"It's difficult to teach. After all, not everyone is as handsome and handsome as your teacher." Zhang Fei smiled.

The audience was silent, and a few boldly rolled their eyes secretly.

"Okay, let's go to self-study after eating," Zhang Fei threw his hands away, the popsicle stick drew an arc in the air, and fell into the trash can beautifully, "...don't forget to put away the trash, or your head teacher will have to tell you urgent."

So the classroom fell silent again, Zhang Fei glanced at the podium, and a head with the size of a fist popped out, wailing in a voice only he could hear: "I'm going to die..."

"Isn't this still dead?" Zhang Fei flicked him back with a finger, "Hide it well so that no one can see it."

"Who can see..." Having said that, Xiao Hang shrank back again.

Facts have proved that Zhong Cui is worthy of being from the exploiting class, and the future ghost king dispatched people very easily-the unlucky comrade ghost servant ran from Zhang Fei's house to the school with a large bag of ice cream because of his request, and asked for help along the way. Be careful not to let the ice cream melt, and avoid people, and even under the scorching summer sun, she lost a lot of weight after arriving at school, looking pitiful.

Zhang Fei patted his head to comfort him, then fumbled around in his pocket to find a piece of ghost crystal and stuffed it, it was all nourishing.Xiao Diao swallowed the ghost crystals in two mouthfuls, and huddled under the table to recharge his energy.

The hour hand moved towards twelve o'clock little by little, and finally, the long-awaited bell rang for the end of get out of class.

Today is Friday, and this week's self-study only lasted half a day. When the bell rang, Zhang Fei clearly heard a few small cheers.

"Get ready to leave get out of class, next week you will have self-study in the afternoon, don't forget."

"Got it—" the students got up to pack their things one after another, and one of them was bold enough to tease Zhang Fei: "Teacher, tomorrow is Qixi Festival, do you want to spend it with my wife?"

Zhang Fei squinted at him: "Yeah, why, envy?"

"I really envy--"

"Want to see?"

"Want to see—"

Teacher Zhang glanced at them with a half-smile and said, "Success, but I don't guarantee any consequences."

Even a sub-subject teacher steps on top of the students in the food chain.The booing students scattered immediately, Zhang Fei shook his head, dug Xiaohang out of the hole in the table, threw it into his pocket, and walked out of the classroom.

Walking to the campus, Zhang Fei ran into an acquaintance, Chang Sheng was walking on the campus for some reason, although he held an umbrella, his face was still slightly flushed, Zhang Fei couldn't help frowning.

"Why are you here?" Zhang Fei asked, patting Changsheng on the shoulder, "I remember you graduated?"

After the college entrance examination in June, Changsheng's group of high school seniors officially bid farewell to the campus—although the one in front of him is one who doesn't need the college entrance examination at all.

"I didn't come to class."

"Then what are you doing here?"

"Inspect."

"..." Zhang Fei coughed, "What do you think, former leader?"

"It's really hot." Chang Sheng said through gritted teeth.

Zhang Fei couldn't help smiling, and took out a small pendant from his pocket and put it on his shoulder: "I'll escape the heat for you, it works well."

Xiao Hang was born as a ghost, and his whole body has a cold air. After becoming a ghost servant, he knows how to restrain the Yin energy without affecting other people's bodies, but the cooling effect is still there. In summer, he carries the equivalent of a mini air conditioner with him.

Changsheng accepted Zhang Fei's kindness with a blunt smile, and the two walked out of the school together. Just after leaving, he saw his second acquaintance.

"Yo." Zhang Fei raised his hand.

"...Hello." Zhan Gui obviously didn't expect to meet Zhang Fei here, and couldn't help being slightly startled.

Zhang Fei looked at Zhan Gui, then at Chang Sheng beside him, and sighed: "I didn't expect the two of you to hook up...I said why do you want to resign."

He turned to look at Changsheng deeply: "Changsheng, you dug the corner of the wall so unreasonably!"

More than half a month ago, Zhan Gui suddenly resigned.

He resigned quite abruptly. Aunt Hua had just raised his salary at that time, but she didn't expect that he would resign suddenly, and she couldn't keep him alive, so she nodded and let him go.

When this happened, Zhang Fei didn't know about it. He knew that Shi Zhangui had left, and Aunt Hua was complaining about how hard it is to find such serious and down-to-earth employees nowadays, but there was a hint of ominousness in his heart.

Zhong Cuo can't stay for long, he knows that.But he almost forgot that according to their original agreement, Zhan Gui would also leave with him.

Zhong Cuo leaves, he can still think that he has gone to a distant place, but if Zhan Gui leaves, what awaits him is reincarnation.Forget all the past and start a new life.

This was nothing to Zhan Gui a year ago, he had already forgotten the past, even if he drank another bowl of Mengpo soup, it would not cause any loss, but now...

Glancing at Chang Sheng with a calm expression, Zhang Fei frowned inwardly.

Not long after he "dead" and came back to life, Chang Sheng moved back to his house—in fact, it wasn't considered a move back, after all, he had originally lived there, and the room next to Zhang Fei was only His Royal Highness's residence.

He didn't feel anything at the time, but now it seems...

Chang Sheng raised his head and smiled at Zhang Fei, but said nothing.Zhang Fei didn't say much, and the three of them walked side by side.

Zhan Gui stretched out his hand to try Chang Sheng's forehead, frowned slightly, Chang Sheng laughed dryly: "It's no big deal..."

"Today's highest temperature is almost thirty..." Zhang Feipiao said.

Zhan Ghost's eyes immediately lowered ten degrees, and Chang Sheng shrank his neck. This action just exposed Xiao Hang riding on his neck. Zhan Ghost frowned, raised his hand, took Xiao Hang off his neck, and threw it back to the Zhang Fei.

He still wanted to take Changsheng's umbrella, but Changsheng shook his head, and he didn't insist anymore.

Not quite right, these two...

Zhang Fei glanced at Zhan Gui and then at Changsheng. He wanted to ask something, but he couldn't ask.

Walking to the fork in the road, the two should have separated from Zhang Fei, but for some reason, Chang Sheng kept up with Zhang Fei.

Zhan Gui didn't ask any further questions, and just lightly pressed Chang Sheng's shoulder.

"Tell me, what's going on?"

Zhang Fei opened his mouth lazily when Zhan Gui walked away.

"What's the matter?"

"What kind of circle do you go around the school in summer?" Zhang Fei wanted to ask directly, but after hesitating, he changed the direction.

"Inspection," Chang Sheng's answer is still the same, "Anyway, one day I have to do it, so it's better to practice in advance."

"Aren't you afraid to ask questions?"

"My health isn't that bad either."

"What about War Ghost? You should let him be with you anyway."

Changsheng was silent.

After a long time, his voice sounded: "It's also practice."

"Practice? Practice what?"

"After training him to leave, what should I do?"

Zhang Fei paused.

Chang Sheng looked up at him and smiled: "Don't worry, teacher, at least now I still have time to adapt, it's much better than not even having this time."

His tone was unusually calm, and Zhang Fei was silent for a long time before he finally managed to answer: "...don't force it."

"It's okay~" Changsheng said lightly, "Life is always like this."

"You are only so old, you will live forever."

"According to my expected age, I have already lived more than half of my life. Converted to a normal person's age, I am nearly sixty years old. I am more qualified than you to talk about life."

Zhang Fei rolled his eyes, raised his hand and rubbed his head: "Wait until you come back, tomorrow Qixi Festival, we just have a dinner together."

"Are you sure you want to get together with us on Qixi Festival?" Chang Sheng knew the inside story, and the corners of his mouth couldn't help twitching.

Zhang Fei pretended to be stupid: "Why not? It's a festival after all."

"...Okay, let's go back tomorrow." Chang Sheng wanted to say something more, but when the words came to his lips, he let out a low sigh.

Today is the sixth day of July.

There are still nine days left before Zhang Fei's birthday.

There are still nine days before Zhong Wrong's departure.