"I know you should probably understand what it means."

"The so-called Broken Mirror Project is actually to help Mr. Lu through our efforts..."

Lu Chen thought for a while, "Yes, help Teacher Lu to find that girl from...the youth."

"As for how to get it back?"

Lu Chen asked a question, but once again there was nothing to say, and he reached for the thermos on the table.

But this time, his hand fell through.

Glance down.

He happened to meet the angry eyes of his deskmate.

"Let me tell you, in Teme Kawen's words, don't talk about drinking water, believe it or not, I'll throw you to death!"

"Hey, hey, calm down."

Lu Chen waved his hand awkwardly and adjusted his tone.

"Actually, that's pretty much what I thought."

While speaking, he stretched out four fingers in the air.

"Four steps!"

"First, create chance encounters!"

"Second, the hero saves the beauty!"

"Third, Feishu expresses love!"

"Fourth, a romantic confession!"

"It's over!"

Lu Chen flung his hands in the air very coolly, and by the way, he made a pose that he thought was a bit handsome, ready to welcome the applause from the students.

However, the scene he expected did not appear.

Instead, "Is it over?", "Is this over?"

After hearing wave after wave of doubts.

Lu Chen frowned.

"What, is there a problem?"

"Any questions?"

It was Song Yu who was standing next to Qin Wan who spoke, and he smiled lightly at first.

Then he gestured to a certain student who was playing games in the corner with his eyes.

Then he looked at Lu Chen.

"Your old hat plan hundreds of years ago, Zheng Zhen, who plays "Temple Run" every day, can give you a lot of it casually. Believe it or not."

"Who called me?"

When Zheng Zhen heard someone calling his name, he habitually opened his pants, stuffed his phone in, and stood up from his seat in a panic.

"It's okay, it's okay, you go on, go on."

Lu Chen waved to Zheng Zhen with a smile on his face.

He first glanced at Song Yu meaningfully, and said with a puckered mouth, "I feel sorry for your ignorance of love."

Then he shifted his gaze to Qin Wan and shook his head, "I deeply sympathize with your future situation."

The next second, he cleared his throat and spoke slowly.

"Have you ever thought about a question, is our generation really the same as Mr. Lu's generation?"

Is this about to start explaining?

The commotion in the crowd gradually subsided with Lu Chen's voice.

"It's different..." Lu Chen said softly.

"I don't have a mobile phone, I don't have QQ, I rarely go to the cinema, and I can blush for a long time when I touch my hand...".

"Chat by passing notes, express love by writing love letters, sit together during class, and send them home after school...".

"This is the love of their generation, the truest and most beautiful."

"so!"

Lu Chen raised his voice, but this time he didn't stay stuck for too long.

"My Broken Mirror Project is to help Teacher Lu and the beautiful teacher get back the feeling they used to have, create the scene they used to be, and bring back their memories, so many things will come naturally!"

"You think my method is old-fashioned?"

"wrong!"

Lu Chen smiled and clasped his knuckles on the desk.

"This is called...advanced!"

"Heh...", the people below suddenly looked disgusted, but no one raised any objections.

Listen to what he said.Seems... makes sense?

"Okay, since everyone has no objections." Lu Chen raised his wrist and looked at his watch, "There is still some time, let's assign tasks."

"Qin Wan, you have a lot of connections. Which class is the beautiful teacher in? Is there anyone in her class who can help me? I'll leave her trajectory to you, no problem?"

The girl nodded and made an ok gesture, although she always felt that this matter was a little unreliable.

"Squad leader, you have to come for the logistics support, the encounter in the early stage, and the arrangement of the confession scene later, how about it?"

Zhao Li was stunned, but still nodded, although he always felt that something was wrong.

"Hey!"

Towards the back of the classroom, somewhere near the windowsill, Lu Chen called out.

"Tang Yao, you usually read a lot of books, so I leave the love letter to you."

"Oh... oh oh... good!"

The little fat man raised his head from the "language document" and nodded blankly, then buried it down again, immersed in the world of cultivating immortals.

"That's fine, nothing else..."

Lu Chen was talking to himself, and was about to roll up the book and walk down when he suddenly stopped.

"By the way, I almost forgot, I have to find someone who has a better relationship with Mr. Lu, and spy on his movements, I see...".

Lu Chen glanced around the classroom.

Finally, it settled on a figure.

"Fan Meng, it's just you, how about it?"

No one responded.

"Fan Meng?"

Still no response.

"Ji Fanmeng?"

Lu Chen raised his voice.

"Oh... um... what's up?"

This time, the girl finally responded, but she hurriedly stood up from the seat and made a quick movement of wiping her eyes with the back of her hand.

The expression on his face was a bit unnatural, but he was trying to maintain normal.

Lu Chen froze for a moment, but then smiled and looked at the girl.

"It's okay, I thought about it, and I'll forget it."

After finishing speaking, he turned around and erased the "Broken Mirror Project" on the blackboard, picked up the book and walked off the stage slowly.

When he got to the first row, he threw the book on the table, and taking the opportunity to talk to Zhao Li, he glanced at Ji Fanmeng again.

Then he shook his head slightly bitterly, muttering "Why bother...".

The students who had just been taught by him and gathered in front began to gradually disperse.

Even after listening to the nearly 10-minute course, they still didn't learn the essence.

Only this teacher, who taught them everything for 10 minutes, discovered something wrong with the girl in just a moment.

I also saw her holding tightly in her hand...

A lake blue lighter.

It's really not just talking.

......

Less than 2 minutes before class starts.

The classroom gradually regained its excitement.

Lu Chen was still bragging to Zhao Li about how awesome his plan was.

As a result, the blowing was on the rise, and I heard a sentence that I had heard more than once before.

"Uh... Teacher Lu".

Lu Chen froze for a moment, then stretched out his fist and hammered hard on Zhao Li's chest.

"What the fuck is Mr. Lu, what the fuck is Mr. Lu, every day Mr. Lu, is Mr. Lu your father?"

"Whose father?"

"Damn, you...".

In the next second, the words he was about to say were cut off in his throat.

Lu Chen turned his head stiffly with frightened eyes.

Sure enough, what appeared in front of him was a familiar smiling face.

"Uh...hehe...Ms. Lu...you listen to me...".

"Do not listen!"

Lu Ze said with a smile, and pointed to the corner of the wall under the blackboard.

"Stay there."

Lu Chen scratched his head in embarrassment, then dragged his heavy steps and moved to the corner of the wall step by step.

With the book in his right hand and the vacuum flask in his left, Lu Ze walked to the podium.

First, I patted the book twice on the podium, then turned the thermos cup around and put it away.

Without carefully observing the surprised and meaningful eyes below, he cleared his throat and opened his mouth.

"Come on, let's go to class."

"Oh, right."

While talking, Lu Ze turned his head to look at Lu Chen in the corner.

"You don't need to take this class, just do one thing."

The tone is extremely peaceful, and the smile is extremely kind.

"If you like to call me Dad, then call it 45 minutes."

He raised his wrist and glanced at his watch.

Then, with Lu Chen's unrequited expression on his face, he said something lightly.

"Timing begins."

Chapter 60 Lu Ze also has a plan?The name is Sweeping Dust?

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