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Chapter 253 Becoming a Teacher From Today (4000 words)
Panicked screams and sighs of beating their chests and feet followed one after another. Occasionally, a student's head poked out in the teaching building, and the teacher in the class quickly pushed it back forcibly.

In less than a blink of an eye, the short-haired female student who fell from the roof was less than four floors above the ground.

The eyes of the powerless people on the playground were dim.

Although the teaching building of their school is not very high, for a female student who has not entered the supernatural, even if she survives for a while, the degree of bleeding from internal organs rupture probably cannot be saved.

"How soon will the ambulance arrive?"

The headmaster asked aloud, and the accompanying high-level executives were about to answer, when the eyes of the two suddenly blurred.

I saw a figure passing through the crowd, leaping up, borrowing strength from the window sill of the classroom on the second floor, leaping into the air, and almost catching the girl who jumped off the building before landing.

Everyone in the school stared blankly, and the figure of the young man was reflected in their pupils. At this moment, he seemed to be the only protagonist in the world.

"Who is he?"

The same thought came to them involuntarily.

But when the young man landed on the ground, they all reacted from their stupefaction and swarmed up.

The fat headmaster rolled over like a big leather ball. He first watched the students nervously, and then his face was full of gratitude, and even the crow's feet stretched:
"Little brother, you are an extraordinary person. Fortunately, you arrived in time this time, otherwise, the consequences would be unimaginable!"

Everyone surrounded Fang Qingran, and the tense atmosphere instantly relaxed a lot.

Responding freely to the crowd from the school who came up, Fang Qingran lowered her head and looked at the girl in her arms who was in her hands.

The girl's long eyelashes moved, and when she opened her eyes, a daze appeared.

Immediately, her face showed a look of fear visible to the naked eye, she gasped twice, and in a violent cough, she tilted her head and passed out completely.

At this moment, the other people who surrounded him suddenly became nervous.

"Don't panic, it should just fall into a coma."

Fang Qingran spoke softly, suppressing a strange color in his eyes.

I don't know if it was his illusion, but he vaguely sensed the remnants of a little bit of astrology from this female student.

Not long after, the flute sound of beep beep interrupted his thoughts.

"The ambulance is coming, quickly put the person in the ambulance!"

The principal shouted loudly, and a group of people surrounded him and went to the school gate.

When sending the comatose junior high school girl to the ambulance, Fang Qingran silently passed a ray of spiritual fire and merged into the opponent's body.

At the same time, in a certain classroom in the teaching building.

The girl with the ponytail was sitting quietly on the seat, with one hand on the open textbook, and the other holding her chin and looking out of the window.

"Squad leader, that's great. Student Tian seems to have been rescued by a kind-hearted person passing by!"

A girl of the same age beside her was lying on the window sill, stretching her neck.

"Ah."

The girl with the ponytail responded softly, with an undetectable faint smile on her indifferent and delicate face.

……

Principal's office.

"Haha, I didn't expect that the brave young man would actually be a swordsmanship instructor who came to work. Mr. An, your arrival really made our Lumen Junior High School flourish!"

The fat headmaster tightly held Fang Qingran's hand, his round face was full of eagerness.

Thanks to this person who arrived in time, otherwise, if a student committed suicide by jumping off a building, after the higher-ups are accountable, even if he doesn't lose his position because of it, he won't have a good life in the future.

In case the parents of the children do not want to choose their school to study in the future when enrolling students, the school will also be in his hands and go into decline.

As the head of a school, he absolutely does not want to watch his school decline step by step.

"I saw it, I can't just sit idly by and just let it go."

Fang Qingran was being modest when there was a crisp knock on the door.

"come in."

The fat headmaster raised his voice, holding a stack of documents, and a frail young man wearing black-rimmed glasses, pushed the door open and entered.

"Mr. An, let me introduce you. This is Mr. Liu Shixian from our school."

He came between the two and offered to introduce them.

"Mr. Liu, this is our new swordsmanship instructor, Mr. An Ran.

From today on, Teacher An is your colleague. "

"Mr. An, hello."

Behind the pile of documents, Liu Shixian poked out half of his head and greeted first.

However, his voice was very low, and he seemed a little reluctant to let go.

"Don't look at Mr. Liu's introverted personality, but he is a talented student who graduated from the highest institution in our Tianshu Region, the Tianshu Academy!"

The fat principal patted Liu Shixian on the shoulder proudly:

"Ms. Liu graduated from our school, was admitted to the best high school in Lumen City, and from there was admitted to Tianshu Academy.

Now, I'm back here to teach again. "

He smiled until there was only a slit left in his eyes, a trace of remembrance flashed across his eyes:
"I think back then, I was his homeroom teacher!"

"It's just... I just managed to get into the supplementary department of Tianshu Academy, and I can't be regarded as a serious Tianshu graduate."

Liu Shixian said in a weak voice.

Hearing this sentence, the fat headmaster scowled in dissatisfaction, as if he hated iron for being weak:
"You, you, everything is fine, but your character is too cowardly.

If this goes on like this, sooner or later I will suffer, after a few years, how can I safely hand over our school to..."

Speaking of this, he stopped talking suddenly, waved his hand to signal Liu Shixian to put the document on the table, and said:
"Ms. Liu, I will trouble you to take Mr. An around to get to know our school."

"Okay, okay."

Liu Shixian took a few quick steps, put the documents in his arms on the table, turned around, and stretched out a hand to Fang Qingran:

"Mr. An, Lumen Middle School welcomes you.

Next, please follow me to briefly understand the middle school.

After the shopping, I will take you to go through the entry procedures. "

Stretching out his hand and shaking him, Fang Qingran followed his footsteps and left the principal's office.

As soon as he left the principal's office, Liu Shixian seemed to relax a lot.

He took out his handkerchief, wiped his glasses, and put them on again.

"Ms. Liu, you seem to be under a lot of pressure and nervous in the principal's office?"

Fang Qingran spoke curiously.

Hearing the voice behind him, Liu Shixian instinctively shuddered, and it took about half a second before he recovered from his stiffness, and squeezed out a smile that was uglier than crying:
"Since I came here to work, compared to other colleagues, the class teacher, ah no, Mr. Principal has paid a lot of attention to me. Every time I make a slight mistake, I will be reprimanded.

As time goes by, every time I see him, I feel very nervous, for fear that he will be dissatisfied with what he has done. "

"Other teachers want to get the principal's attention, but they can't ask for it. This shows that the principal attaches great importance to you, Teacher Liu."

Fang Qingran expressed relief.

Naturally, he could see that the headmaster was cultivating the young people in front of him as future successors.

"But I just want to be an ordinary teacher in peace, teaching and teaching students, and I don't want to be taken seriously like that..."

Liu Shixian muttered in a low voice that only he could hear.

After the words fell, he didn't seem to want to talk about this, so he changed the subject:

"Mr. An, let me introduce our school to you. Let's talk as we walk."

"Ok."

After Fang Qingran finished speaking, he seemed to think of something:
"By the way, we are all working together, so there is no need to use honorifics for me."

"what?"

Liu Shixian was taken aback for a moment, then nodded immediately:

"oh oh."

After shopping for more than 30 minutes, Fang Qingran, who was carrying office supplies from the General Affairs Office, followed Liu Shixian into an office on the third floor of the teaching department after completing the entry procedures.

"That's where you work."

Liu Shixian led him to an empty desk.

Then, he pointed to the desk piled with homework and test papers:
"That desk is mine."

In the end, his eyes fell on the desk in the innermost part of the office, he looked left and right, and said in a low voice:
"This is Mr. Guo's desk. If you can stay away from his desk on weekdays, it's best not to get close. Otherwise, if you can't find anything, he will be the first to trouble you. He is also a transcendent, and he has a bad temper."

After a while, he added again:

"But Mr. Guo is just a little hot-tempered, and he is still pretty good."

"I see."

Fang Qingran put down the office supplies on his workstation, opened the drawer, and was just about to stuff some things in, when he suddenly found a folded note in the center of the empty drawer.

"The class will officially start tomorrow, and I will show you the students who will be teaching later."

Liu Shixian scratched his head:

"If I remember correctly, Mr. An, the class you taught for the first time seems to be the class I'm in charge of."

"Well, please trouble Teacher Liu."

As Fang Qingran spoke, he quietly put the note into his bosom.

Is this a note someone left on purpose, or is it the garbage that the last person sitting here forgot to take away?
He couldn't come to a conclusion for the time being, but it didn't hinder him from taking it away.

If it is garbage, just throw it away when passing by the trash can.

Walking in the aisle to the classroom, Liu Shixian couldn't stop introducing:

"Our Lumen Junior High School has more than 2000 teachers and students, and the faculty is among the best in the city.

The one who will take you, Mr. An, is Class [-], Grade [-], and I am also the class teacher. "

Having said that, he slowed down, stopped in front of the back door of the classroom, and looked inside through the glass.

A certain student in the last row who was eating with his head down was suddenly poked quietly by his deskmate.

Rubbing his face, trying to make his expression look more serious, Liu Shixian glanced back at Fang Qingran, straightened his clothes, walked into the front door of the classroom with a straight face.

The noisy noise in the classroom stopped abruptly, and a calm young voice came from inside:

"Is it noisy enough?
I just heard your voices at the entrance of the corridor!
Our school has a new swordsman instructor who will be responsible for teaching you basic swordsmanship training starting tomorrow.

I will introduce Mr. An to you soon, everyone applauds and welcomes! "

As he spoke, he took the lead in applauding.

Amid scattered applause, just as Fang Qingran stepped into the classroom, he heard an unharmonious young man's words:
"Huh? I'm here to teach swordsmanship again, but swordsmanship is so boring. Most of them are embroidered pillows, which look fancy but don't work."

Looking around, the chair was tilted up, the young man with broken hair resting on the back of his head appeared in the field of vision.

"Jiang Luo, shut your mouth!"

With a cold face, Liu Shixian turned his head and smiled apologetically at Fang Qingran:
"Teacher An, come up and say a few words."

He took the initiative to step off the podium, came to the door, tapped on the table in the first row, looked around the classroom and said:
"Jiang Luo, and..." He looked at a certain male student who was sitting on pins and needles in the last row, "Dong Yi, after Teacher An finishes speaking, you two come to my office."

Looking at each student sitting in the classroom one by one, Fang Qingran took the stage and said a few words, and reminded them not to be late for tomorrow's class, then handed the podium to Liu Shixian again.

This was the end of his employment, he bid farewell to Lao Liu, walked to the trash can alone, and unfolded the note.

【Thank you for saving my friend】

There is only this simple line on the note.

The handwriting is neat and neat, and from the surface alone, it looks more like it was written by a woman.

"Saving her friend, does it mean the girl who jumped off the building?"

Fang Qingran's heart skipped a beat.

Compared to who wrote this note, he was more curious about how the other party knew in advance that his desk was that desk.

"Just accept it as an anonymous thank you letter."

Putting the note into his pocket, he looked towards the school gate and pulled away.

Not long ago, he made a decision after discovering that the female student who jumped from the building had the aura of praying for stars.

Today, there is another place that I have to go to.

As he walked, he vaguely noticed that someone was looking at him, and his eyes fell back.

From the window of a classroom on the third floor of the teaching building, the small heads of two girls poked out.

The lively little girl on the right was chattering, and the girl with the ponytail on the left just listened quietly from the beginning to the end, without opening a mouth.

"Hehe, I didn't expect that the person who saved classmate Xia Tian will be our future swordsmanship teacher!
Well, I am quite satisfied with the body shape and height. The only pity is that the face is a little bit worse.

It looks so ordinary! "

The lively girl babbled to herself.

After a long time, the girl she called Hehe seemed to be a little annoyed by the chanting, and she was speechless:

"He is here to teach you swordsmanship, not to show you how to look good."

"Damn, it's not that if the face is good-looking, I will be more motivated to learn!"

The lively girl pursed her mouth.

He He was speechless, she didn't bother to reply to her best friend, and looked at the back of the young man who walked out of the school from a distance.

……

"Master, can you see if you can go to this place?"

After stopping a taxi, Fang Qingran reported an address.

The driver pondered for a moment, then immediately nodded and agreed:

"Why can't we go, this is the most prosperous area in our Lumen City!
Get in the car and sit tight. "

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(End of this chapter)