Chapter 190 Small Report
Just after the wonderful private class of Teacher Xiaofeng ended, Zhu Zhengkui and Cai Jiao immediately ran away with knives in their hands, leaving no afterimages.
Except for Feng Lanchu, everyone was not surprised.
"Where are they... are they rushing to?" Feng Lanchu looked puzzled.
"Damn, since they joined the fan circle, they have been busy with official business every day. It must be an empty bottle again."
The remaining three students helped Mr. Xiaofeng solve the confusion.
Feng Lanchu just remembered that the two of them still have the vests of the spider spirit and the rainbow fart.
Teacher Xiaofeng Support Club
Rainbow farts all over the sky: Will it grow up?
Rainbow farts all over the sky: Will it grow up?
Teacher Xiaofeng's senior sister:? ? ? There is something to play.
Rainbow farts: There is indeed a major situation report.
Teacher Xiaofeng's elder sister: Zhunzao.
Rainbow farts all over the sky: ...the president should be normal.
Thousand-armed, thousand-eyed spider essence: Our school has a professor named Fangtou, who works in the department next door to us. He is an industry leader in the study of flowers and plants.
Teacher Xiaofeng's senior sister: Well, it's amazing. and then?
Teacher Xiaofeng's mother fan: I smell something unusual.
Rainbow farts all over the sky: Mom fans have the right answer. Fangtou likes our teacher Xiaofeng!
Master in the Greenhouse: Huh... huh. How do you know!
Rainbow farts: Damn, his intentions are written on his face, everyone knows Sima Zhao's heart.
Thousand-handed thousand-eyed spider spirit: We discovered it 180 years ago. I just deliberately didn't tell Teacher Xiaofeng. He is super stingy, pretending to be generous in front of Teacher Xiaofeng, giving him what he wants, it is difficult for us to ask him for a glass of water, it is very annoying.
Rainbow farts: Yes, why is the famous iron cock in our college called Fangtou? In addition to Tou Zhenfang, but also because he is very clever, no one can benefit from him except Teacher Xiaofeng.
Thousand Hands Thousand Eyes Spider Essence: We tell you that we want you to remind Mr. Xiaofeng, don't be fooled by the sugar-coated shells with square heads. It's all faked.
Rainbow Fart: That's right, that's right, it's best to tell Shigong, so that he can be vigilant too.
Teacher Xiaofeng's senior sister: Received. You continue to observe, and continue to report the situation.
Rainbow farts: No problem, I guarantee that Fangtou will not succeed.
Thousand-handed and thousand-eyed spider essence: Guaranteed to prevent Fangtou from succeeding +1.
In the office, Wang Bingbing had just finished class and was about to send a Weibo to collect plant names, but was interrupted by the chat messages that kept popping up from the support club, and when he took a closer look, he became gloomy.
Zhu Zhengkui, Cai Jiao, ah!
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the other side
After reading the message, Jiang Ma also opened her throat excitedly: "Son! You have a rival in love!!!"
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With the help of Wang Bingbing, Feng Lanchu, who had no class in the afternoon, put those boxes of glazed lettuce in the trunk, and a colorful lotus cultivated by Wang Bingbing was also stacked on the car.
Looking at this colorful lotus, Feng Lanchu felt a little embarrassed: "This is too precious."
"It's okay. Didn't you say that your house has a small pond? Put it in the pond and grow it, and it can also decorate the yard. It's just that without the nutrients, it will slowly turn back to an ordinary lotus."
"Then thank you." Feng Lan didn't shirk it when she first thought that fishing is like hunting for novelties.
Back home, Feng Lanchu drove the car into the basement, and Jiang Anzhi walked over slowly with his pockets in his pocket.
Feng Lan glanced at him for the first time: "It's just in time to come here, help me hold something."
As he spoke, he walked around to the trunk without stopping, and put the bunch of lotus flowers in Jiang Anzhi's arms.
"Tsk." Jiang Anzhi looked at the bunch of lotus flowers, knowing the origin of the lotus flowers in his heart, and still couldn't help asking: "This flower is quite interesting, where did it come from?"
"Given it to me by the teacher in the department next door. He is amazing at cultivating these weird things."
Feng Lanchu explained while pushing out the small cart in the garage to load the lettuce.
Jiang Anzhi glanced at those pots of rose-like lettuce, and said again from the bottom of his heart: Tsk.