Fang Yan started teaching for the first time in his life.
However, the first time was so difficult, and the difficult teaching situation gave him an unbearable headache.
The two little guys are really difficult to teach. If they were a little older, it might be a lot better.
But the two guys are so young that sometimes they can't communicate at all.
I originally expected the two little guys to be the translators, but now it's better. After two hours, I didn't learn anything, but made myself miserable.
However, Tang Rou and the other two people were really big-hearted, and they actually gave the child to them with such confidence.
Fortunately, Zhang Shengli was watching from the side, otherwise he would not have been able to hold on for too long in his current condition.
Seeing that the situation was almost over, Zhang Shengli smiled and gave the two little guys a break and let them go and play.
Zhang Shengli was overjoyed when he saw Fang Yan sitting in front of the stone table with a frown and a dull look on his face.
But fortunately, Zhang Shengli is not the kind of guy who takes advantage of the other party without doing anything. When Fang Yan was about to lose it, Zhang Shengli started to teach Fang Yan.
It must be said that Zhang Shengli's teaching is simple and easy to use. In less than an hour, Fang Yan has already learned the most basic pronunciation.
Just when Fang Yan was happy, someone sent a package to Zhang Shengli.
When Zhang Shengli opened it in confusion, he was dumbfounded by the box full of things.
He casually threw Fang Yan's book to Fang Yan.
"Return the book to you. Do you think I just want your book? I just want to see if you can withstand the test."
After catching the book, Fang Yan was dumbfounded. He glanced at Zhang Shengli and then at the book in his hand. For a moment, he didn't know what to say.
"What about the recorder?" Fang Yan asked subconsciously.
Zhang Shengli continued to flip through the box without raising his head. When he reached the end, a smile finally appeared on his face.
He threw the recorder to the other party and laughed: "Okay, it's just such a crappy thing, it seems very rare."
Fang Yan was a little surprised, but he still looked into Zhang Shengli's box very curiously.
It didn't matter what he saw, he was furious.
"Zhang Shengli!" He almost yelled.
"What's wrong?" Zhang Shengli was stunned for a moment, then looked up at Fang Yan who suddenly exploded.
"I said yesterday that this thing cannot be reprinted or reprinted, but you...you actually..."
With that said, he came to Zhang Shengli, took out a book from the box, which was exactly the same as the one in his hand, and threw it directly in front of Zhang Shengli.
"Look at the good things you've done? Are you trying to kill me?"
Fang Yan was about to cry. If he had known that Zhang Shengli was such a cheat, he wouldn't have come to see him. In just one day, so many things have happened.
"What's wrong?" At this moment, three women who were shopping came back hand in hand.
When they saw Fang Yan furious, they were all dumbfounded.
"What's going on? What do you think is going on?" Fang Yan saw the three women and directly transferred his anger to the three of them.
"Yesterday when I called you, you were still there, and you all said at the time that this should never be reprinted, or big trouble would happen.
What about him? He's good, he printed so many for me in one night, look at them, they are exactly the same, not bad at all."
As he said that, Fang Yan pulled out a few of the same books again and handed them to the three girls.
The thread-bound book has blue cover and the paper is a little yellowed. If it didn't look very new, one would definitely mistake it for a book handed down from ancient times.
Zheng Xiaoman glanced at Zhang Shengli and then at the express box.
"Is there something wrong with your brain?"
Zheng Xiaoman's words made Fang Yan even more angry: "You are mentally ill, Zheng Xiaoman, can't you see that this victory... I won't be reconciled until he is killed."
It’s not like you don’t know the background of Donghua Sect, so why do you want to harm me like this?”
Zheng Xiaoman shook his head and smiled bitterly: "It seems that you are really mentally ill.
Take a look at the quality of your book. If you want to make it exactly the same, can it be done overnight?
And this voice recorder, made of this kind of material, go to the market and buy it for me. If you can buy it, I will obey you."
The other two women also shook their heads and sighed, really impressed by Fang Yan's behavior.
"What do you mean?" Fang Yan was a little stunned. He glanced at the book in his hand again, and then carefully compared it with the one in his hand.
This comparison, hehe, they are really exactly the same, even the paper quality is the same, exactly the same.
"Then where did he get these?" Fang Yan's voice became much weaker, and he seemed to realize that the situation was somewhat different from what he thought.
"There is an address on the express box, but you can't read it yourself?" After Zheng Xiaoman said that, he directly took the two girls and walked in the direction of his son.
Fang Yan pulled a face and glanced at Fang at that address.
It doesn't matter, it feels like I've been struck by lightning, because the address written on it is exactly Shennongjia, Donghua Gate!
"Isn't this thing said to be... limited?" The voice became smaller and smaller, until only he could hear it.
Fang Yan was extremely uneasy at the moment. He had given out orders one after another, as if it was something he had promised.
What will be the consequences if you reprint it? What kind of trouble will there be if you give it away?
He complied, but what happened to Zhang Shengli?
Could it be that Zhang Shengli planted a traitor in Donghua Gate? Otherwise, how can we explain the situation in front of us?
Zhang Shengli glanced at Fang Yan, picked up all the books that the other party had just thrown in front of him, and put them back into the box.
Then he walked towards the living room with a smile.
Of course he knew what the specific situation was, but there was no need to explain it.
I have to say that Su Zhenxian did very well this time.
Originally, he was thinking about reprinting part of it, but now it's ready, it's ready.
Just as he walked to the door of the living room, Zhang Shengli seemed to remember something and asked Zheng Xiaoman in the distance.
"Is the eagle still sleeping at home?"
According to his idea, now is the night time in the small world. If the eagle comes back, it should be sleeping soundly at home at this time.
Zheng Xiaoman nodded and asked, "What's wrong?"
Zhang Shengli took out a book from the box and handed it over: "Let him bring this to Qufeng in the evening."
"To whom?" Zheng Xiaoman was slightly startled, thinking that Zhang Shengli said something wrong.
"Give me Qufeng!" Zhang Shengli said with a smile: "It's better to be prepared."
"Why don't you go there tonight? Can't you bring it to him directly then?"
"I won't go there tonight! It's fine there for the time being. It doesn't matter whether I go or not." He said and glanced at Tang Rou.
Tang Rou blushed and glared at the other party fiercely.
Zheng Xiaoman smiled, glanced back and forth between the two of them, and took the book with understanding, but Fang Yan on the side was dumbfounded.
The conversation just now did not avoid him at all, which made him feel like eavesdropping.