Chapter 729
This time I really gave up.
"No way."
Qin yuan's heart went down for a moment. She knew it would be useless to ask for Sheng Yang, but she just couldn't be reconciled. She wanted to go too much.
Sheng Yang looks at her and says again, "this is not something I can decide. You need to go to headmaster Liao and see what he says."
Qin yuan suddenly raised her head. Sheng Yang pointed out a way for her, but in a flash, her eyes were dark again.
Principal Liao? She doesn't seem to have a phone call from principal Liao.
"Here you are." Sheng Yang writes a note and hands it to her. Qin yuan counts it in a second. Her mobile phone number is 11 digits. It's true. It's exactly right. But how can Sheng Yang have the number of principal Liao?
"Believe it or not." Sheng Yang dropped this sentence and continued to be busy with her own business.
Qin yuan saw that she had no other choice but to call the number suspiciously.
**
Three days later, a bus appeared at the gate of DIDU University. President Liao was also there. Ji Qingming and other teachers were waiting at the gate.
There was not too much expression on principal Liao's face. He looked like a business man.
When the bus door opened, a silver haired and bearded old man came down first. He was tall, with fat legs, a thick waist, deep features, blonde hair, blue eyes and a high nose. He was wearing silver round glasses with a chain around them. It was Wilson, the leader of the rattan school last year.
Although he looks chubby, smiling and kind, in fact, the most shady one is him. It is precisely because of such a leading teacher that the students under his hand are so unscrupulous.
As soon as he got out of the car, he glanced at it wantonly and said in English with a smile on his face, "it doesn't look very different here."
Principal Liao said coldly, "Mr. Wilson, I know you can speak Chinese. Since you're here, it's better to do as the Romans do."
"What? Principal Liao, your English is not good? "
Before principal Liao's attack, Ji Qingming took the lead in saying hello to Wilson in English, "Miss Wilson, long time no see."
Principal Liao can't help but look at him, while Ji Qingming is innocent. People come all the way here. We should be a bit of a big country.
After explaining to President Liao with his eyes, he tried to make both sides comfortable. Then he went forward and shook hands with Wilson. "How's Mr. Austin, the editor in chief of bio? When you go back, say hello to him for me. "
President Liao doesn't know what to say for a moment. Professor Ji thought he was ambitious and eager for quick success and instant benefit before, but now he finds that he is not clear about the right and wrong.
He wants to be the director of the hospital? Oh, I'm afraid such a character is far from perfect.
After waiting for the teacher for a long time, these students got off the bus one after another. They swept their eyes blatantly. They didn't come to visit, but they came to visit the vegetable garden.
Most of the students are white, but there are also black students, because the Ivy League, the Ivy League, is a big mix. It's located in the northeast of the United States, and there are all kinds of races. Black students have better physical fitness, and they will enter as special students.
Ji Qingming thinks too much, but there is still some demeanor that President Liao should have, so he says slowly, "you must be tired from afar. I'll take you to the canteen first, and then arrange accommodation."
He still insists on speaking Chinese. He knows that all the people who come here, whether students or teachers, understand Chinese and even master it. Otherwise, the rattan school would not have sent them.
"No way."
Qin yuan's heart went down for a moment. She knew it would be useless to ask for Sheng Yang, but she just couldn't be reconciled. She wanted to go too much.
Sheng Yang looks at her and says again, "this is not something I can decide. You need to go to headmaster Liao and see what he says."
Qin yuan suddenly raised her head. Sheng Yang pointed out a way for her, but in a flash, her eyes were dark again.
Principal Liao? She doesn't seem to have a phone call from principal Liao.
"Here you are." Sheng Yang writes a note and hands it to her. Qin yuan counts it in a second. Her mobile phone number is 11 digits. It's true. It's exactly right. But how can Sheng Yang have the number of principal Liao?
"Believe it or not." Sheng Yang dropped this sentence and continued to be busy with her own business.
Qin yuan saw that she had no other choice but to call the number suspiciously.
**
Three days later, a bus appeared at the gate of DIDU University. President Liao was also there. Ji Qingming and other teachers were waiting at the gate.
There was not too much expression on principal Liao's face. He looked like a business man.
When the bus door opened, a silver haired and bearded old man came down first. He was tall, with fat legs, a thick waist, deep features, blonde hair, blue eyes and a high nose. He was wearing silver round glasses with a chain around them. It was Wilson, the leader of the rattan school last year.
Although he looks chubby, smiling and kind, in fact, the most shady one is him. It is precisely because of such a leading teacher that the students under his hand are so unscrupulous.
As soon as he got out of the car, he glanced at it wantonly and said in English with a smile on his face, "it doesn't look very different here."
Principal Liao said coldly, "Mr. Wilson, I know you can speak Chinese. Since you're here, it's better to do as the Romans do."
"What? Principal Liao, your English is not good? "
Before principal Liao's attack, Ji Qingming took the lead in saying hello to Wilson in English, "Miss Wilson, long time no see."
Principal Liao can't help but look at him, while Ji Qingming is innocent. People come all the way here. We should be a bit of a big country.
After explaining to President Liao with his eyes, he tried to make both sides comfortable. Then he went forward and shook hands with Wilson. "How's Mr. Austin, the editor in chief of bio? When you go back, say hello to him for me. "
President Liao doesn't know what to say for a moment. Professor Ji thought he was ambitious and eager for quick success and instant benefit before, but now he finds that he is not clear about the right and wrong.
He wants to be the director of the hospital? Oh, I'm afraid such a character is far from perfect.
After waiting for the teacher for a long time, these students got off the bus one after another. They swept their eyes blatantly. They didn't come to visit, but they came to visit the vegetable garden.
Most of the students are white, but there are also black students, because the Ivy League, the Ivy League, is a big mix. It's located in the northeast of the United States, and there are all kinds of races. Black students have better physical fitness, and they will enter as special students.
Ji Qingming thinks too much, but there is still some demeanor that President Liao should have, so he says slowly, "you must be tired from afar. I'll take you to the canteen first, and then arrange accommodation."
He still insists on speaking Chinese. He knows that all the people who come here, whether students or teachers, understand Chinese and even master it. Otherwise, the rattan school would not have sent them.