"No, it's almost mealtime. Why aren't the children back yet?”
Mushroom house, kitchen.
Teacher Huang was pouring the cooked sweet and sour fish onto the plate with a pot and spoon. She asked Yang Mi in confusion,
"Mimi, did you see where the children went?”
Usually, at mealtime,
A few monkeys ran faster than anyone else, fighting for food.
Why was it so ridiculous today?
He couldn't even see his shadow?
"I don't know…" Big Mimi also found it strange." When I just left, I saw Zifeng and that Shen put together. How did they disappear in the blink of an eye?”
"Hiss--" As if she had thought of something, Big Mimi gasped."Teacher Huang!"”
"Could it be that Zifeng was kidnapped by that Shen Fang?？”
"What nonsense are you talking about?" Mr. He smiled and took out some bowls and chopsticks from the cupboard as he answered," Zifeng is not a child. How can he be so easily blamed?”
"Besides, Peng Peng and Wheatley haven't returned yet!”
"I'm thinking that these children probably met each other on the way and went out to play together. They were so happy that they forgot about the time!”
"Let's wait a little longer. Perhaps after we set up the dishes, these monkey children will come back after smelling it…"
It wasn't like this had never happened before.
They were so happy that they forgot about the time.
He wasn't as worried as the two of them appeared to be. He was very open.
After all, these children were quite sensible and knew what to do.
There was no need to worry too much.
When Teacher Huang heard this, she felt that it made sense. She simply poured more vegetable oil into the pot.
"Since I'm free, I'll cook a few more dishes.”
"Mimi, clean up the table outside. Clean it up. We're ready to eat…"
"Oh..." Big Mimi replied, but for some reason, she felt that something was wrong.
Suddenly, Shen Fang's lazy appearance flashed across her mind.
Thinking of this, Big Honey had some doubts.
"This matter really has nothing to do with this guy?”
...
It was ten o'clock at night in the private room of the internet cafe.
Shen Fang was tired of typing and stretched.
Just as he was about to light a cigarette to relieve his fatigue.
Behind him, Peng Peng's voice sounded,"
"Teacher Shen Fang, why did you stop?"
"This is a critical moment. Please continue…"
F * ck...
Shen Fang was shocked by this sudden voice.
He turned around and said,
Peng Peng, Zi Feng, and Zhao Jinmai.
Each of them took a small stool and sat behind Shen Fang, looking like they were urging him to update.
These three people had three pairs of green eyes that were emitting a green light. They were like three hungry wolves that were in desperate need of food.
Shen Fang was scared out of his wits.
F * ck, you guys are f * cking demons…
"Why aren't you going home at night? Why are you behind me?”The cigarette in Shen Fang's hand almost dropped from the shock." Are you trying to scare me by acting as the Ring?"”
"Do you guys know that I have heart disease?"
Peng Peng immediately took out a lighter from his pocket and lit a cigarette for Shen Fang with a flattering smile.
"No, Teacher Shen Fang, aren't we just watching you write a book…"
Good boy, didn't you say you don't have a light? Didn't you say you don't smoke?
You're not pretending anymore?
Shen Fang raised his eyebrows.
"That's right, that's right!" Zifeng nodded repeatedly, his eyes full of desire." Teacher Shen Fang, hurry up and write. Don't stop! Hurry up!"
"Has the Guzheng plan been implemented? Had the Proton Plan been cracked? Has the Three-Body Civilization descended?"
Like a hundred thousand whys, Zifeng suddenly threw out a series of questions,
It made Shen Fang a little confused.
"Write faster. I can't see the rest of the plot. I'm really uncomfortable..."
Hearing this, Shen Fang rolled his eyes and wanted to complain.
F * ck…Was he not human anymore?
The plot didn't need to be conceived, right?
Writing doesn't take time, right?
I don't need to f * cking rest!？
In this f * cking afternoon, I typed a total of 70,000 words in three hours…
23,000 km/h!
Forget about writing a book, this was even faster than printing a book, right?
Just like that,
You guys actually think that I'm not writing fast enough?
Please, can you be a f * cking human…
Black chicken and Spanish mackerel.
Shen Fang was completely speechless.
"I'm not free." Shen Fang took a puff of his cigarette to refresh himself. Then, he lay down on the chair and rubbed his hand that was cramping from writing. He said unhappily," I'm writing a book, not printing it. How can I write so fast…"
As he said this, Shen Fang rubbed it and complained,
"Besides, I've been busy for the entire afternoon. I haven't eaten yet…"
"I'm starving…"
Hearing this, Zhao Jinmai immediately understood.
She suddenly patted Peng Peng's shoulder.
"If you're not Brother Peng, why are you still standing there?”
"Hurry up and get some food for Teacher Shen Fang!”
"Hey! How could I have forgotten about this…" Peng Peng slapped his thigh and immediately jumped up from his seat with an excited expression." Teacher Shen Fang, what do you want to eat?" Seafood or barbecue? I'll go buy it for you now..."
Yo, you're quite sensible…
Shen Fang glanced at Peng Peng."
"Anything is fine. You can buy whatever you want."
"By the way, bring me a pack of cigarettes when you come back.”
"Alright, brother!" Peng Peng rubbed his hands." Wealth? Yellow Crane Tower? Why don't I bring you a bag of Hongtashan?"
Men Qing 'er, you...
He must be an old pipe…
Shen Fang rolled his eyes at Peng Peng and waved his hand.
"My throat has been a little dry recently. Just bring me a bag of Chinese food..."
"Alright, brother! I'll go now!"
Peng Peng agreed immediately, then turned around and ran out of the door.
"Whoa…" Shen Fang was startled," This kid, he runs really fast…"
He didn't care about this.
Shen Fang lay on the chair and rubbed his sore shoulders.
After sitting for too long, his old habits acted up again.
His shoulder hurt…
Seeing Shen Fang like this, Zhao Jinmai immediately understood that the opportunity to show off had come!
She immediately went to Shen Fang's side.
"Teacher Shen Fang, are you tired? Let me massage your shoulders…"
"Is this okay?"
Shen Fang closed his eyes and quietly enjoyed Wheatley's personal service.
"Yes, that's it. Okay, use a little more strength..."
"Use more strength…"
"Slow down…"
"Be careful…"
"Hiss…It hurts!"
"Be gentle…"
......
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