Sunday, at 9 a.m.

Chen Changyan received a WeChat message from Li Siqian on his mobile phone.

The class beauty probably fell asleep all night after she came back, and she slept in a dark and unconscious.

WeChat content.

"Ahhhhhhhhh! Teacher Chen, let me chirp!"

Chen Changyan laughed.

Right.

This is the correct way to open Li Siqian.

Of course, this did not prevent Chen Changyan from returning a look that turned her head back - refusing to chime.

Immediately afterwards, he saw Li Siqian copy and paste the message in the "School Face Like Flowers" group.

She could make such a statement, which means she must have survived this life-and-death crisis.

Therefore, the girls warmly welcomed her return.

Su Xiaoyin: "Congratulations! The flowers in Class 4 have lived another day."

Xia Qingqing: "Congratulations! The flowers in Class 4 have lived another day and should not have become the wife of the village."

Wang Nuan: "Congratulations! The flowers in Class 4 have lived another day, and should not have become the wife of the village. They have encountered such a great thing."

Gu Pan: "Congratulations! The flower of Class 4 has lived another day, and should not have become the wife of the village. She also encountered a great good thing... This good thing must be related to Teacher Chen."

Several "+1" flashed out of the group.

Chen Changyan replied: "?"

Li Siqian: "It's indeed related to Teacher Chen."

Chen Changyan thought to himself, did she wake up yesterday when Yunskuang was being carried on his horse?

Li Siqian: "My soul and Teacher Chen have completed a wonderful fusion."

A string of big question marks flashed in the group, including Chen Changyan's.

So, Li Siqian told her story in detail, from the truth adventure in the middle of the night, to the spirit of Teacher Chen at the wedding banquet in the evening, and then to the turning point brought by screams from a distance, and finally, to the escape in the swamp...

There are only twenty-four hours a day.

But she remembered it clearly almost every minute, every detail, every hesitation and decision.

I guess I will never forget it in my life.

After she finished talking, the group was silent for a while...

after.

Wang Nuan: "To be honest, Qianqian. If it were me... I couldn't do it."

Gu Pan: "It's not just Teacher Chen's spiritual support, you are also very strong, really. I have never admired anyone around you like this."

Xia Qingqing: "I haven't, especially this person is more beautiful than me."

Li Siqian: "Where is more beautiful than Sister Qingqing? It is so beautiful that it is only different in type, but there is no difference in height."

Xia Qingqing: "Damn it, you have been teased again!"

Su Xiaoyin: "...Teacher Chen also thinks she is very powerful? Li Siqian said, it's all your spirit that can only be supported by her."

Chen Changyan: "Uh, it's not bad. Consider applying to Beijing Film Academy for the first choice?"

Li Siqian gave a look of hitting him with a sledgehammer.

I hate it, I don’t leave the exam with three words!

...

Chen Changyan put down his cell phone.

He actually didn't expect that Li Siqian had experienced so many things this day and night, and every decision was right.

In fact, the first things Li Siqian said, such as the truth-telling adventure, or the show of elders, or the almost scammers, are not the biggest dangers.

The real danger is that she ran out of the Hemorrhagic Demon Sect!

Maybe she didn't even know that the Blood Demon Sect is a sect located on the edge of the swamp!

The way she ran was full of deep and shallow pits.

If she got lost, or ran the wrong way, and entered the boundless swamp, no one could even hear the call for help.

I can only say that the girl who is full of blessings is so willful.

If anyone else in this group was replaced and encountered the same situation as Li Siqian, he might have died.

Even though she persisted for a day, even though she had her acting skills, even when the right turn of opportunity appeared, she made the same choice to escape.

A new message popped up.

Chen Changyan did not read the news about the school beauty group anymore and opened the message about Xie Kuyan.

"Teacher Zhang's memorial service, are you there?" Xie Kuyan confirmed with him.

"Of course." Chen Changyan remembered this when he was in his own world.

"Then please bring me a bouquet of flowers." Xie Kuyan made a straightforward request.

Chen Changyan was a little surprised: "You won't go?"

Xie Kuyan forwarded a notice to him.

School notices that classes will resume on Monday.

Then, another screenshot of Teacher Zhang Jianqi’s previous lesson plan was posted.

There are more than 20 folders, and each one opens is full of files.

If you look at these two pictures separately, you won’t understand them.

But together, Chen Changyan instantly understood... class will resume tomorrow, but the poor new Chinese teacher Xie Kuyan has not finished painting the lesson plan left by teacher Zhang Jianqi.

Zhang Jianqi is an impeccable and good teacher.

Chen Changyan has read Teacher Zhang's lesson plan. He has different explanations for students of different levels in the class. Therefore, his lesson plan is thicker than other teachers. In his class, most teachers are unwilling to accept it. If they can't accept it, they will all be warriors.

Then, he saw the warrior Xie Kuyan and also called out a string of hammer heads.

Chen Changyan replied with a string of smiling faces.

And a note on the string of smiling faces was attached: "I really didn't have the pleasure of gloating."

...

Zhang Jianqi's memorial service is scheduled at 3:00 pm.

However, when Chen Changyan arrived at around two o'clock, he had already seen many people arrive.

In the crowd, Damo, wearing a black dress, looked a bit too eye-catching because his short and pleasing figure really didn't match the clothes.

He had just seen the desert, and when the desert turned around, he also saw him at the same time.

"Teacher Chen?" Damo, who was unshaven, walked towards him.

"Where is your companion?" Chen Changyan thought to himself. Why is Damo so poor today? Looking behind him, he didn't see the tall operator.

Could it be dead, right?

Chen Changyan remembered that day, when he left the scene of the hyena attack, the aura of the tall operator was still the aura of the soul.

The injury worsens? Not so?

"..." Damo sighed long, "This is a long story."

It would be fine if Chen Changyan didn't improve his body. When he mentioned him, Damo was so depressed that he could smoke three cigarettes in a row.

The arrival of the Era suddenly disrupted all the rhythms of their action team.

"Do you have something to do in the afternoon?" Damo asked.

"That's nothing to do..."
Chapter completed!