back to being a teacher

Chapter 123

This so-called concert is just a so-called interlude.

However, I also took the students from Grade 6 ([-]) of Senior High School to broaden their horizons, especially the musicians from China and Germany showing off their skills. Although they could not understand, it did not affect them from thinking that the piano music sounded good.

Especially after seeing Fang Bai's pretense.

The students in Class 6, Grade [-], admire their class teacher even more.

What will an omnipotent class teacher bring to students?
Brings an incomparable sense of security and strong self-confidence.

After taking his students back to Xigao, Fang Bai forgot about everything, whether it was teaching at the university or the inexplicable Bemode...

The next day, the students continued their morning run.

Fang Bai got up early to have breakfast, and then received a call from Mr. Qian of the Magic City Radio Station.

"Good morning, Teacher Fang!"

Mr. Qian's tone was quite exciting.

"Editor Qian, morning!"

Fang Bai ate his soy milk fritters while sticking his phone to his ear.

"Mr. Fang, congratulations, our audience rating has broken ten!"

Qian Shao's voice was even hoarse.

"Broken ten? Damn it!"

Fang Bai quickly wiped his mouth, "Hmm, we are all happy together!"

"This is all thanks to Teacher Tofang!"

Mr. Qian quickly smiled.

"Where is there, after all, you also have your own strength, win-win, win-win!"

Fang Bai and Qian Shao complimented each other.

His eyes returned to last night.

Magic City.

Lao Zhang is a taxi driver and an all-night driver.

Lately, the "Late Night Stories" program on Radio Shanghai has become less and less popular, and the ghost stories it tells are all not scary. However, he has listened to "Late Night Stories" for more than ten years, and he still has feelings for "Late Night Stories".

After all, he spent many sleepless days and nights by listening to "Late Night Stories".

Lao Zhang lit up a cigarette.

He turned on the car radio.

"Hello everyone, the next late-night story will be hosted by me, Fang Bai!"

"Chapter 1, white paper man, this is a story about tomb robbers..."

"My grandfather's name is Hu Guohua, and his ancestor is a famous rich man from all over the country..."

Lao Zhang listened to a young voice on the radio, looking a little dazed, and then shook his head, what story is this?Autobiography?
But his habit was to continue listening without changing the channel.

However, this view only lasted for a while.

When Fang Bai said that his grandfather bought a blank paper man and brought it home, and then the white paper man came back to life, Lao Zhang suddenly felt horrified and shuddered...

At this moment, a hand that had always been pale knocked on his window.

"Master, can we take the Chenghua Avenue?"

Lao Zhang was startled, and his thoughts were suddenly brought back to the human world.

"Let's go!"

Lao Zhang took a long breath, but immediately became interested in this program.

He directly grabbed the guest and drove to Chenghua Avenue.

The two of them were listening to the radio in the car, and they were both fascinated...

"It's... it's here!"

Arriving at the destination, after Lao Zhang said something, he concentrated on listening to the radio again.

Who knew that this passenger was also fascinated by what he heard and refused to get out of the car. He said to Lao Zhang: "Drive back again..."

"what?"

Lao Zhang was confused!

"It's not bad money, drive back, wait until I've listened to this broadcast to my heart's content!"

The passenger took out a few red tickets directly from his body and said.

Things like this are happening everywhere in the Magic City.

Suddenly, more and more people are listening to "Late Night Stories".

In order to catch up with Fang Bai's progress, Magic City Radio's "Ghost Blowing the Lamp" aired two episodes a night. The two episodes were neither too long nor too short. Together with Fang Bai Dacheng's voice actor skills, countless Being immersive...

"Dear listeners, today's program will be broadcast here. The same time tomorrow, see you there!"

As the closing remarks were broadcast.

Many people felt as if a world had passed away. After hearing this, nearly an hour passed.

"Damn, he didn't say it was over and I didn't feel well yet. After he said it was over, I was still a little scared..."

"Damn it, it's still dark this late at night!"

"Hey, hey, is there anyone? Damn it, this story makes me feel so scared!"

"Yes, yes, I want to go to the toilet. Are you with me..."

"Come, come, come to the gas station in Shangcheng..." For a time, many taxi drivers even wanted to go to the toilet in groups.

That night, many people did not have a good rest at night because of the broadcast of "Ghost Blowing the Lamp".

And this situation is getting more and more intense. For a while, "Ghost Blowing the Lamp" became popular in Shanghai, and many people chased after Fang Bai's shaking hands...

More people are still waiting for "Late Night Stories" in the evening.

"Can't you talk more every day?"

"Every time after I finish talking, I look at the time and it's only two o'clock. How will I spend the rest of my time?"

"Damn it, you're right. I'm running late at night these days, and I don't even dare to pee alone!"

"It's good that he didn't finish speaking, but once he finishes speaking, I'm afraid!"

"Then just don't listen!"

"That won't work!"

As the days progressed, the discussions among taxi drivers became more and more heated, and some people even went to the radio station to submit suggestions, requesting that the program time be extended...

……

After Fang Bai hung up the phone, Mr. Qian immediately sent over the money that exceeded the ratings.

Looking at the payment information on his phone, Fang Bai felt happy.

Bring a breakfast.

When Fang Bai returned to the office, Qin Meng was also sitting in the office.

She was scrolling through videos on her phone, pouting as she scrolled.

"Hey, what is my little wife looking at?"

Fang Bai gently placed the breakfast in his hand in front of Qin Meng.

Qin Meng immediately covered the phone, "I didn't tell you!"

Fang Bai stroked her little head lovingly.

"There are still secrets for me!"

Qin Meng wrinkled his little nose: "No, you think I have to tell you everything!"

"Humph!"

Fang Bai pinched her face angrily.

"You didn't tell me that you knew how to play the piano!"

Qin Meng pointed at the person playing the piano on the phone and said angrily.

Fang Bai was stunned for a moment, then shrugged: "I just learned..."

"You're lying. You can play like this just after learning. You're lying to a kid!"

Qin Meng obviously didn't believe Fang Bai's lies.

"Yes, you just lied to my little wife!"

Fang Bai pinched Qin Meng's fleshy little face and said with a smile.

Qin Meng bit Fang Bai's finger in dissatisfaction.

"It hurts..."

Fang Bai grimaced in pain.

"Let you bully me!"

Qin Meng hummed.

Fang Bai pinched Qin Meng's face hard.

Now it was Qin Meng's turn to be angry. She opened her mouth and wanted to continue biting Fang Bai.

"Hey, I can't bite, I can't bite!"

"A little bit!"

Fang Bai immediately jumped aside.

"Hmph, childish ghost!"

Qin Meng turned his head away angrily.

"Luanluanluo, you are just childish, what the hell!"

Fang Bai said proudly with his hands on his hips.

"Hey, I'm ignoring you!"

Qin Meng opened the breakfast in front of him and ate it.

"Are you really ignoring me?"

Fang Bai approached Qin Meng again.

Qin Meng seized the opportunity and pinched Fang Bai's waist!
"I was wrong……"

"late!"

"hiss……"

[It's a bit stuck, there's a problem with the status, I'm a little confused about writing this concert, I feel like I'm cheating money, every word I write is afraid that you won't like it... delete it, write it, delete it, it's very problematic , because you have to pay to read it, so I will feel very guilty, and I can’t find the status all the time. In the end, I decided to have a chapter of [-] words, so as to make a transition, one chapter at night, one chapter during the day...

I'm a bit stuck, I can't help it tonight, I think about the follow-up plot, don't worry, as long as there are people who read it, I will write it down, I won't be an eunuch again, although I have also conceived a new book... this It’s a requirement from above, but I won’t finish the book until they graduate. 】

(End of this chapter)