back to being a teacher

Chapter 370
"Okay, that's it for today's noon broadcast! Regarding the topic of women's rights, at the same time next week, the teacher will talk to you about foreign countries!"

After the words fell, the whole school seemed to let out a sigh of reluctance.

Many people were helplessly lying on the table. They had become accustomed to every Monday at noon. After being accustomed to listening to Fang Bai's broadcast, they felt that the time was extremely long when they thought of waiting for another week.

When Fang Bai walked out of the radio station, Xia Li appeared next to Fang Bai.

He smiled and patted Fang Bai's arm: "You better be careful, kid. Don't talk nonsense about some sensitive topics. It's easy to get into trouble!"

Fang Bai smiled and nodded: "Don't worry, School Xia, I understand!"

"Pay more attention, you are now our shining star!"

Xia Li still warned.

Now the school leaders attach great importance to Fang Bai. As long as Fang Bai is here, many good students will apply for Xigao every year.

Fang Bai’s living brand must be preserved. This can be a living brand for Xigao’s enrollment in the next few decades.

……

the other side.

In a private room of a hotel in Hunan City.

Qi Dao came to the door of the private room with the painting "A Hundred Birds Paying Attention to the Phoenix".

He knocked on the door.

The door opened quickly, and what greeted Qi Dao was a somewhat old face. The owner of this face was Wang Youdao, the big boss of Central America.

"Are you the Seven Paths?"

Wang Youdao looked at Qi Dao in front of him with some surprise.

Qi Dao looked a little nervous. He held the painting "Birds Paying Attention to the Phoenix" tightly in his arms and nodded unconsciously.

"Hello, hello, I'm Wang Youdao!"

Although Wang Youdao didn't believe it, he still said hello in a friendly manner.

After all, geniuses exist in this world. Although Qi Dao is not very old, he will not lie about the tasks he writes.

"I know!"

Qi Dao moved his lips a little: "This...this is the painting you want!"

Hearing this, Wang Youdao was impatient to take the painting from Qi Dao's hand.

But Qi Dao did not let go, but stared directly at Wang Youdao: "Money!"

Wang Youdao was stunned for a moment, then smiled angrily: "Haha...yes, yes, you pay with one hand and deliver the goods with the other!"

"But before that, you have to let me see the goods!"

Qi Dao then slowly unfolded the painting in his hand.

Just seeing the corner, Wang Youdao couldn't help but feel a little obsessed.

Then Qi Dao took out his mobile phone, and Wang Youdao immediately transferred the money to Qi Dao and took the painting from Qi Dao's hand...

It was slowly unfolded on the table in the private room, and then he wore glasses and observed it carefully.

"This line..."

"This demeanor..."

"Tsk tsk!"

"Masterpiece!"

“Immaculately perfect!”

"It's just...ah!"

Seeing this, Wang Youdao decided that this painting must be exhibited at the Central Academy of Fine Arts, or even placed in the museum of the Central Academy of Fine Arts as a treasure.

As for the seven paths...

People who can draw paintings of this level will snatch away Yangmei.

Just when he had this idea and turned around to look for Qi Dao, Qi Dao had already disappeared without a trace.

Qi Dao had already left the hotel after receiving the money.

Looking at the 20 on my account...

Qi Dao only felt that it was a little unreal. Is this 20?
He counted it several times, looking at so many zeros after 2, he looked a little dazed.Looking at the cars passing by outside the hotel and the pedestrians walking on the street, he felt that he couldn't be happy.

At this time, he was not panicked when he stole the painting, nor was he nervous when he traded the painting.

At this time, his whole body showed discomfort.

He even felt confused as to where he was going.

Back to school?

How should he face Teacher Fang?

go home?
How did he explain the source of the 20?
Tell your father that he sold paintings?Are you selling stolen paintings?

"Boy, although I'm poor, I'm poor but I have the backbone. As a man, I want to live an upright life..."

"You Ya Laozi can't help you live a good life, but since you are my son, you must behave yourself..."

Qidao's father's words echoed in his mind.

Upright...upright...

Qi Dao wandered aimlessly on the street. He didn't know what he was thinking, and he didn't know what he could think.

Although he had a huge sum of 20 yuan in his hand, he was not happy at all.

He only felt a little hot. He was like a child who had done something wrong, flustered, nervous and at a loss.

Immediately afterwards, he turned his head and walked into the hotel again.

Then he walked into the elevator and pressed the elevator button. When the elevator door closed, he was filled with relief. All he had to do was exchange the painting back with money.

Just when the elevator door closed, Wang Youdao walked out of another elevator. Wang Youdao was holding the painting and anxiously looking for something in the hotel lobby...

When Qi Dao walked out of the hotel in despair.

The sky was a little gray, and he didn't know how to face his family, nor did he know how to face Teacher Fang, who treated him like a family member.

He just felt a little bit on pins and needles and felt a little uncomfortable walking on the road.

He didn't know how long he walked before he arrived at Xigao's door. He unconsciously raised his head and looked at Xigao.

Before he knew it, his eyes were filled with tears.

The next day, early in the morning.

When many students passed Fang Bai's office, they saw a figure kneeling at the door of the office.

Although the students passing by were talking about it, no one came forward to ask what happened.

The students in Class [-] all went for a morning run. As long as the weather is not extremely bad, they have developed the habit of running in the morning.

After Fang Bai came back from buying breakfast, he walked to the door of the office and saw the figure kneeling at the door of the office...

He didn't speak, but took out his key and opened the office door.

"come in!"

Fang Bai said lightly.

This figure followed Fang Bai into the office. After a closer look, this figure was Qi Dao who had disappeared for a few days.

At this time, Qi Dao's hair was messy, his face was haggard, his eyes were red, and he didn't seem to be in a very good state of mind.

"Teacher Fang, I'm sorry!"

As soon as he walked into the office, Qi Dao knelt down in front of Fang Bai with a plop.

Fang Bai frowned. He felt his head was itchy and scratched his head: "Well... I don't think you have anything to apologize to me for."

Before he finished speaking, Qi Dao suddenly knocked his head on the ground: "I'm sorry, I'm sorry... I'm sorry..."

"..."

Fang Bai was stunned.

Immediately afterwards, Qi Dao banged his head on the ground one after another.

If Fang Bai hadn't caught this guy in time, he might have been planning to bring blood to the office...

Looking at Qi Dao's bruised forehead, Fang Bai felt angry and amused, and took out disinfectant iodine and band-aids from the drawer.

(End of this chapter)