In the evening, Shen Mo returned to the classroom and told Fang Chang'an a message: "Uncle said that you don't have to buy buns tomorrow. The uncle named Zhang will send it here."

"So fast?" Fang Changan was a little surprised.

Shen Mo just brought a message and didn't understand the joints, but he still explained according to his own understanding: "I will tell my uncle the number when I go back tonight, and I will go to find the uncle named Zhang tomorrow."

Fang Changan nodded and hugged her fists: "Thank you hard, but I have to work hard to learn how to learn how to do it!"

The little girl knew that he was joking about herself, pouted and hummed softly, lowered her head to do her homework, and ignored him.

Fang Chang'an sat in his seat and thought for a while. When almost everyone in the classroom came, he patted Shen Mo, went out from behind, and came to the podium to knock on the podium and said, "Don't waste everyone some time."

The classmate who was chatting quickly calmed down, and those who were reading books and doing homework looked up at him.

Fang Changan smiled and said, "It's about buns. Because there are too many buns recently, I can't take them all by myself and I can't finish them at the same time. So I've been buying buns without doing morning exercises these two days."

"Because of this, the shop there is about to close, and it is specially delivered to us. From tomorrow on, the boss has sent it here. In this way, how many buns you send every day will change, and people don't know how much to do."

"So starting today, we order the quantity for one week at a time, today we book tomorrow to Friday, and then Sunday will book the quantity for one week. If there is any inconvenience, I hope everyone can understand."

"Okay, I'm done. The classmate who is preparing to book a book has figured it out. Now you can hand over the money to Shen Mo and I'll go out."

After Fang Chang'an finished his instructions, he became a hand-off manager and walked out of the classroom, preparing to find Liu Cheng. As soon as he left the classroom, he saw Fang Ying walking over from the side.

"Chang'an."

Fang Ying had a smile on her face and walked over and whispered: "You should bring the buns in our class in the future."

Fang Changan knew it well, but he still showed a puzzled expression on his face, "What's wrong?"

Fang Ying was afraid of wasting time in the morning, which led to resentment in her classmates. She was forced to spend the original price to buy buns. She worked so hard that she couldn't make a bun. She was full of anger and adjusted for a day before she could barely calm down.

Originally, she was going to stop caring about the buns, but she thought that if she didn't look for a house in Chang'an, the classmates would definitely look for it. Since that's the case, it's better to be this good person by herself, so after thinking about it, she took the initiative to come over.

Naturally, she refused to tell the truth and said vaguely: "It's so troublesome, let's make money for you."

It seems like this is the tone I gave to you.

Fang Chang'an smiled and said, "Okay, I'll go to Class 6 first, and then go to your class later."

Fang Ying nodded and smiled, "Okay."

Fang Chang'an came to Class 6, called Liu Cheng out first, and said with a smile: "We don't have to get the buns tomorrow, someone will send them here."

Liu Cheng probably thought the free bun was gone, and he felt a little disappointed, but he still smiled on his face and nodded, "Okay, I understand."

Fang Changan patted his shoulder and smiled and said, "Don't worry, our buns are indispensable."

"I didn't mean that." Liu Cheng felt a little embarrassed.

Fang Chang'an continued: "They are only responsible for sending the buns here, and we have to take them from downstairs and send them to classmates, including statistics."

Liu Cheng said: "This is no problem."

Fang Chang'an nodded, "Also, if people send buns here, we can't change every day like we are now. From now on, count them once a Sunday, and book a week's amount to be counted tonight from tomorrow morning to Friday."

Liu Cheng nodded, Fang Chang'an said again: "There will be more and more people ordering buns. You may not be busy with so many classes. If you think anyone is more reliable, just hand over the tasks of their class to him, and the buns every morning are free."

This is the favor and right that comes to your door. This is the first time Liu Cheng has had such a right to make decisions since he was a child. He couldn't help but feel a little excited and nodded and said, "Okay."

Then he thought for a while and said, "Class 7th, Hou Xiaoyi, he has helped these two days."

According to Fang Chang'an's real idea, it is best to let honest students take responsibility for this kind of thing, so as not to have any accidents. However, if you are in a state of self-control, you will not expect any major mistakes, so you will not rush to kill the donkey.

The most important thing is that Hou Xiaoyi and others are all students in the town. They may have to use them to expand their connections in other schools. It is too early to kill the donkey.

It is natural to take the official path, but sometimes the deterrence of bad students even exceeds that of teachers. It all depends on how to guide and promote it. Fang Changan still wants to win over it.

"Class 5, 7, and 8, you have contacted each other these two days. Who will be responsible for the next class? You have decided that each class can be at most one place. Of course, Sun Yanxu from your class has also helped a lot. If he is willing next, he can also be considered one. We are all colleagues who work and study."

"good!"

Liu Cheng originally helped in the past few days, mainly to get closer to Chang'an Ge. He positioned himself as a younger brother, a maid, and of course he could also be said to be a traitor.

As a result, when I arrived at Fang Chang'an, I became a "colleague who worked part-time to earn money". Not only was it equal, but it also sounded like a positive and positive feeling. It was almost the same as a student of the Three Goods. I couldn't help but feel a little excited and said, "Thank you, Brother Chang'an!"

"Thank you, everyone is a colleague."

Fang Chang'an smiled, "The next thing is to go to Class 5, Class 6, Class 7, and Class 8 to tell me about changing the rules. You can arrange it. Remember, be a better attitude and don't make any mistakes in the list."

"Okay, don't worry."

Liu Cheng even said good words, and Fang Chang'an was a little funny, "You are so fucked, you can't even say anything? If you don't talk to you, I have to go to the first shift."

"Okay, okay, you go and do it first."

Liu Cheng responded quickly, watched Fang Chang'an leave, called Sun Yanxu out, and then called Hou Xiaoyi over, and said it again about changing the rules, and then said:

"Don't say that being a brother is unfaithful, Brother Chang'an gave you a few free quotas for eating buns. I immediately recommended you two... Brother Chang'an is not easy, he is polite and loyal to us. Everyone should be more particular about doing things and not ruin your reputation!"

...

Fang Chang'an came to class one, and they all studied, chatted, and slept. He knew that Fang Dianqiu was afraid to shout to the whole class. He walked straight to the podium, knocked on the podium, and said loudly: "Everyone, calm down, quiet down."

He knocked two or three times, and the classroom slowly became quiet. All the students in the classroom, sitting, standing and lying down, looked at him. Many people knew him and were wondering why he came to the class for the first class.

"My name is Fang Chang'an, and I am the squad leader of Class 4. Of course, many people know me, after all, I have been carrying buns for several days."

Someone chuckled, and Fang Changan noticed the familiar girl in the middle south again. Although she didn't laugh, she looked pretty and it would be hard not to notice it.

"It's still the stuff of buns. From tomorrow, I will deliver buns to our school from the shop. I get up early in the morning and I don't have a cell phone. I can't tell them how many buns I have every day. So from today, I will book a week's bun every Sunday. Today I will book tomorrow to Friday. Everyone will give the money to Fang Dianqiu."

"Okay, I'm done, sorry for wasting everyone's time."

After Fang Changan finished speaking, he apologized with his fists and was about to slip away, but suddenly heard a male voice with a little disdain and provocation sounding below: "Who are you? Is it your turn to run away from our class to knock on the table?"

The classroom where I just started talking about buns immediately became quiet again.

Before Fang Dianqiu could completely digest what Fang Chang'an said, seeing that the classmates in his class had a conflict with Fang Chang'an, he couldn't help but feel nervous and stretched his neck to look.

It has been about ten days since the school started. Fang Dianqiu recognized the boy who spoke Tang Shuai. Several boys in the class seemed to listen to him, but it was difficult to provoke. Many people in the class were a little afraid of him, so they became even more nervous.

Fang Changan looked at the boy talking and sat behind the beautiful girl. He seemed to have been sleeping on the table, looking unruly, with a look of provocation and disdain.

Fang Chang'an smiled and said, "My name is Fang Chang'an, from Class 4. What does this classmate call me? Do you want to order buns?"

“No order!”

Seeing that the other party was not angry at all, Tang Shuai couldn't help but feel a little surprised, and at the same time he became even more disdainful. He wanted to say something else. Fang Changan had already nodded and waved his hand: "Oh, that's fine, I won't disturb you."

As he spoke, the man had already walked out of the classroom a few steps.

Tang Shuai opened his mouth and found that the person had left. He was stunned for a moment and had to swallow the words to his mouth. His expression was angrily as if he had been bullied, but the person had already left. If he chased him out, he would seem at a disadvantage. He had to suppress the nameless fire that suddenly surged out as the other party calmly left and lay on the table again.

Seeing that the two had no conflict, the others didn't care much and started looking for Fang Dianqiu to pay for the money to order the buns.

The boy sitting at Tang Shuai's middle table was probably a little afraid of him, so he didn't dare to go out from Tang Shuai. He walked through three people from the other side to the aisle, and then went to Fangdianqiu to order buns.

"Ship Tang!"

The beautiful girl sitting in front of Tang Shuai turned around, her delicate eyebrows slightly frowned, and she whispered to him: "Don't fight with others again, otherwise I will definitely tell your mother this time."

Tang Shuai raised his head, looked at the beautiful girl in front of him, curled his lips and lay down again, muttering: "When did I fight him? He quarrels at me to sleep. Can't I say a few words?"

"I don't know you yet?"

The beautiful girl glared at him and turned around to continue reading. Her deskmate looked at many people around Fang Dianqiu and asked her in a low voice: "Liang Jingyu, why don't we order buns too, so that we won't have to go home to eat every day."

The girl named Liang Jingyu seemed a little moved, but after hesitating for a moment, he shook her head, "I have to discuss with my parents. If you want to eat, you can order it first."

The girl at her deskmate thought for a while and said, "Well, let's go ahead and discuss with your parents first, and we will order together next week."

Liang Jingyu nodded with a smile, "Okay."

When Tang Shuai heard the conversation between the two, he took a ballpoint pen, turned around and poked Liang Jingyu's back shoulder, and asked, "Xiaoyu, why are you waiting for next week? If you want to eat it, we can go and eat it tomorrow."
Chapter completed!