Chapter 352
"Headmaster, you old people should not find someone to chat because you are bored?" Zhao Hanyun suspects an old man who is just sober. He is surprised to think that such a good thing happened to him. Shouldn't the headmaster go to celebrate now? How can he come to chat with her little girl? You said that chatting is useful for you. Zhao Hanyun thinks his wallet is waving. It's shriveled!
"Cough!" A mouthful of tea was choked before he could drink it. In Zhao Hanyun's caring eyes, the principal finally looked at Zhao Hanyun with a red face after coughing for a long time and said, "you little girl, you really are ~"
"I'm a good student. The headmaster called me here and didn't say what it was. This time should be my class time." Zhao Hanyun almost burst foul language, with the teacher she dares to go up to fight directly, the headmaster adult's words, she is not afraid of.
"Here you are, here you are." The headmaster, who was so angry that he turned up his beard, threw a stack of materials on the desk to Zhao Hanyun. When she looked down at the materials, she thought angrily that it was really taught by Lao yuan, and she didn't suffer at all!
"What is this?" Transfer letter? What is she transferred to as a student? Zhao Hanyun carefully observed for a moment before he looked up at the headmaster in front of him: "why do you do this for me?"
It says that Zhao Hanyun is the honorary director of the school for his excellent performance and great contribution. He can participate in any affairs of the school.
"For your reward, why don't you?" Little fox! The old headmaster gave a loud laugh in his heart. He didn't ask for money. This is the most valuable thing for him. Those famous and rich families want to break their heads one by one and want to get in. It depends on whether he is happy or not!
"Yes, why not." Zhao Hanyun understood it, and especially after seeing the bottom signatures, he knew more clearly that the wave of his small shrimp was not enough to see the old fox here. This time he himself wanted to be the so-called director. Zhao Hanyun doubted whether he was really idle. What trouble had he got to his head? What is the role of this honorary director? "
"That is to say, when there is something important in the school, you need to come forward, and you can't stand by when the school is in trouble." In the final analysis, Zhao Hanyun must tie herself to the future of Jingda and never do anything to hurt Jingda.
"You might as well give me the principal." Zhao Hanyun looked at the old fox angrily: "are these things I should worry about?"
"I would like to, but your master won't." Zhao Hanyun's idea is very consistent with the old man's idea. Unfortunately, another old fox refuses to say that he is reluctant to let his baby work so hard. MMP's idea is not to look at him and want him to work in this position for a few more years. They are a group of annoying guys.
"Well, forget it." Look at the snow-white hair and beard, Zhao Hanyun silently thought about his white hair look, no, no, this even!
"Han Yun girl, you see I'm not poor." The headmaster looked at the little girl in front of him. He turned his smiling face and looked at her in mourning: "you see, I've just recovered from a serious illness and I'm working here. Isn't it very pitiful?"
Zhao Hanyun: "looking at the headmaster who changed his face, I didn't feel how pitiful he was.
"You see, is respecting the old and loving the young a virtue?"
“......”
"You say, as an old man, should I retire and live a leisurely life?"
“......”
"You say, i... ah? Why don't you talk? "
“......”
"I'm so pitiful that no one talks with me!"
"Buckle." There was a knock at the door, and Zhao Hanyun quickly ran to the door to open the door. What came in was a middle-aged woman who looked like a nurse: "headmaster, it's time for you to take medicine."
Zhao Hanyun noticed that the nurse had several kinds of medicine bottles in his hand. He turned and looked at the poor headmaster who was still pretending to be the headmaster just now. The old fox had closed his mouth in good time and pretended to take things seriously there.
"Isn't the headmaster feeling well?" It's just fine. Why are you still taking medicine? Zhao Hanyun's sharp eyes find that many of them are medicine for the treatment of old people's forgetfulness. What's old fox selling?
"Who are you?" Just looking at where the headmaster is, I didn't notice Zhao Hanyun who opened the door. When Zhao Hanyun opened his mouth, he turned around.
"Oh, I just went to see Mr. Zou. When I saw that the headmaster was a little uncomfortable, I sent him up to have a rest. If you don't believe me, you can ask Mr. Zou." Zhao Hanyun's face does not change and lies. If you have the ability, ask.
"Oh, if it's OK, just go back. The headmaster has a cold. It's time to take medicine." Want to drive people, the nurse looked at Zhao Hanyun, some dissatisfaction in the eyes, no eyesight girl, don't know to go out?
"Oh, goodbye." Zhao Hanyun's hand shook the two people in the room and went to the door. Just as the nurse turned to the headmaster, he turned back, and a knife directly stunned him.
"Girl, does your hand hurt?" The headmaster didn't even look at the nurse lying on the ground. He stared at Zhao Hanyun's hand back and forth several times. After he was sure that it was ok, he raised his foot and wanted to step on the person lying on the ground. He just didn't know if it was because of the habit he had formed for many years that he couldn't step down even after lifting it several times.
"Where did you come from?" Zhao Hanyun squatted down on the nurse and searched. He found out a mobile phone and some bottled medicine, and nothing else: "the mobile phone is good, just came out of the market."
"This is a bad thing." I've been a scholar all my life. I don't think the headmaster has ever scolded anyone. There may be some abdominal complaints, but it's impossible to say that the direct export is dirty. If you really can't scold, you can only replace it with something bad.
"Well, it's really not a good thing." Zhao Hanyun is familiar with unlocking his mobile phone, opens it and looks at the information inside. He looks at the principal squatting on one side with sympathy: "you old man have such a big mouse beside you. You have a good mentality!"
Look, no matter the same squatting on the side to see her East and West, Zhao Hanyun really admire, the old man's gas is really good.
"You know how to laugh at me as a girl. I'm an old man. You have to be considerate. Do you know?"
"Well, your business is settled. I'll leave now." It's not that Zhao Hanyun hasn't done anything about patting his ass and leaving. It seems that anyone is particularly willing to stay here. He gets up and opens the door to get ready to go out.
"Cough!" A mouthful of tea was choked before he could drink it. In Zhao Hanyun's caring eyes, the principal finally looked at Zhao Hanyun with a red face after coughing for a long time and said, "you little girl, you really are ~"
"I'm a good student. The headmaster called me here and didn't say what it was. This time should be my class time." Zhao Hanyun almost burst foul language, with the teacher she dares to go up to fight directly, the headmaster adult's words, she is not afraid of.
"Here you are, here you are." The headmaster, who was so angry that he turned up his beard, threw a stack of materials on the desk to Zhao Hanyun. When she looked down at the materials, she thought angrily that it was really taught by Lao yuan, and she didn't suffer at all!
"What is this?" Transfer letter? What is she transferred to as a student? Zhao Hanyun carefully observed for a moment before he looked up at the headmaster in front of him: "why do you do this for me?"
It says that Zhao Hanyun is the honorary director of the school for his excellent performance and great contribution. He can participate in any affairs of the school.
"For your reward, why don't you?" Little fox! The old headmaster gave a loud laugh in his heart. He didn't ask for money. This is the most valuable thing for him. Those famous and rich families want to break their heads one by one and want to get in. It depends on whether he is happy or not!
"Yes, why not." Zhao Hanyun understood it, and especially after seeing the bottom signatures, he knew more clearly that the wave of his small shrimp was not enough to see the old fox here. This time he himself wanted to be the so-called director. Zhao Hanyun doubted whether he was really idle. What trouble had he got to his head? What is the role of this honorary director? "
"That is to say, when there is something important in the school, you need to come forward, and you can't stand by when the school is in trouble." In the final analysis, Zhao Hanyun must tie herself to the future of Jingda and never do anything to hurt Jingda.
"You might as well give me the principal." Zhao Hanyun looked at the old fox angrily: "are these things I should worry about?"
"I would like to, but your master won't." Zhao Hanyun's idea is very consistent with the old man's idea. Unfortunately, another old fox refuses to say that he is reluctant to let his baby work so hard. MMP's idea is not to look at him and want him to work in this position for a few more years. They are a group of annoying guys.
"Well, forget it." Look at the snow-white hair and beard, Zhao Hanyun silently thought about his white hair look, no, no, this even!
"Han Yun girl, you see I'm not poor." The headmaster looked at the little girl in front of him. He turned his smiling face and looked at her in mourning: "you see, I've just recovered from a serious illness and I'm working here. Isn't it very pitiful?"
Zhao Hanyun: "looking at the headmaster who changed his face, I didn't feel how pitiful he was.
"You see, is respecting the old and loving the young a virtue?"
“......”
"You say, as an old man, should I retire and live a leisurely life?"
“......”
"You say, i... ah? Why don't you talk? "
“......”
"I'm so pitiful that no one talks with me!"
"Buckle." There was a knock at the door, and Zhao Hanyun quickly ran to the door to open the door. What came in was a middle-aged woman who looked like a nurse: "headmaster, it's time for you to take medicine."
Zhao Hanyun noticed that the nurse had several kinds of medicine bottles in his hand. He turned and looked at the poor headmaster who was still pretending to be the headmaster just now. The old fox had closed his mouth in good time and pretended to take things seriously there.
"Isn't the headmaster feeling well?" It's just fine. Why are you still taking medicine? Zhao Hanyun's sharp eyes find that many of them are medicine for the treatment of old people's forgetfulness. What's old fox selling?
"Who are you?" Just looking at where the headmaster is, I didn't notice Zhao Hanyun who opened the door. When Zhao Hanyun opened his mouth, he turned around.
"Oh, I just went to see Mr. Zou. When I saw that the headmaster was a little uncomfortable, I sent him up to have a rest. If you don't believe me, you can ask Mr. Zou." Zhao Hanyun's face does not change and lies. If you have the ability, ask.
"Oh, if it's OK, just go back. The headmaster has a cold. It's time to take medicine." Want to drive people, the nurse looked at Zhao Hanyun, some dissatisfaction in the eyes, no eyesight girl, don't know to go out?
"Oh, goodbye." Zhao Hanyun's hand shook the two people in the room and went to the door. Just as the nurse turned to the headmaster, he turned back, and a knife directly stunned him.
"Girl, does your hand hurt?" The headmaster didn't even look at the nurse lying on the ground. He stared at Zhao Hanyun's hand back and forth several times. After he was sure that it was ok, he raised his foot and wanted to step on the person lying on the ground. He just didn't know if it was because of the habit he had formed for many years that he couldn't step down even after lifting it several times.
"Where did you come from?" Zhao Hanyun squatted down on the nurse and searched. He found out a mobile phone and some bottled medicine, and nothing else: "the mobile phone is good, just came out of the market."
"This is a bad thing." I've been a scholar all my life. I don't think the headmaster has ever scolded anyone. There may be some abdominal complaints, but it's impossible to say that the direct export is dirty. If you really can't scold, you can only replace it with something bad.
"Well, it's really not a good thing." Zhao Hanyun is familiar with unlocking his mobile phone, opens it and looks at the information inside. He looks at the principal squatting on one side with sympathy: "you old man have such a big mouse beside you. You have a good mentality!"
Look, no matter the same squatting on the side to see her East and West, Zhao Hanyun really admire, the old man's gas is really good.
"You know how to laugh at me as a girl. I'm an old man. You have to be considerate. Do you know?"
"Well, your business is settled. I'll leave now." It's not that Zhao Hanyun hasn't done anything about patting his ass and leaving. It seems that anyone is particularly willing to stay here. He gets up and opens the door to get ready to go out.