Old Wang Doesn't Want to be Tragic

Just as the head teacher pressed the first three numbers, there was a knock on the office door. Teacher Sun opened the door and looked with a smile on his face.

"Director Zhao."

A capable man with gray and black short hair walked into the office, holding a report card in his hand, strode towards the class teacher, straight to the point, and went straight to the point.

"Mr. Chen, have you read Ji Lianhuo's grades in your class?"

Director Zhao is not only the grade director of the entire third grade, but also the head teacher of the strengthening class. He is extremely strict with the students, and the students are the most regular when they attend his class.

Seeing Director Zhao walking towards him, the class teacher got up and took some papers on the table, unable to hide the pride in his eyes.

"I have already read it with several teachers in charge of the class. There is no problem with the paper and the score."

Director Zhao took the paper from the head teacher, quickly flipped through it, and judged the student's general level with just a few glances.

"Even this big question can be done right." Director Zhao stared at Ji Lianhuo's math paper, his eyes lit up.

"The writing process is clean and clear, and there is no missing step in scoring, which is exactly the same as my thinking after I got the questions."

"Ji Lianhuo definitely has potential." The class teacher couldn't help but smile when he heard Director Zhao praise his students.

Director Zhao continued to look through Ji Lianhuo's paper. After seeing the Chinese composition, he swiped his finger, "The score for this composition is a bit low. If I give it, it can be higher."

Teacher Liu, who teaches Chinese, stepped forward, a little embarrassed, "I think it should be similar. The theme of the composition is kindness. He basically wrote it according to the format. Although it looks good, it has no feelings of its own, like a machine..."

"Getting a high score is the most important thing." Director Zhao turned over Ji Lianhuo's paper, his eyes could not help but be satisfied.

"I remember that Ji Lianhuo is a transfer student, right?"

The class teacher nodded upon hearing this, "He was forced to drop out of school last year because of family affairs, and he only returned to school this semester."

"He should be in the intensive class." Director Zhao had some regrets in his eyes, "If he was in the intensive class, maybe his progress would be even greater."

When the head teacher heard this, his smile froze.

But there was no way to refute it.

"Have Ji Lianhuo's parents contacted?" Director Zhao approached the head teacher.

"Not yet." The head teacher subconsciously felt something was wrong, "But at that time, Ji Lianhuo's guardian felt that the intensive class was too stressful, and I was Ji Lianhuo's former head teacher, so I chose the repeat class I took."

"What about now?" Director Zhao looked serious, "There is still one month before the college entrance examination. If he comes to my class, I think he can perform better in the college entrance examination."

The hard-supported smile on the head teacher's face dropped.

"Director Zhao, it's not very good for the students to change classes when the college entrance examination is approaching." Teacher Liu couldn't help but stepped forward, "Ji Lianhuo is used to the atmosphere of our class, what if he suddenly goes to the intensive class and doesn't adapt?"

"I will give him the best conditions and let him work hard to adapt." Director Zhao looked serious and turned to the head teacher, "Mr. Chen, can you give me the phone number of Ji Lianhuo's parents, so I can communicate with his parents."

The head teacher subconsciously squeezed the address book in his hand, frowning.

"I think the key to this matter is the wishes of the students."

"The attitude of the parents is equally important." Director Zhao stretched out his hand.

"Even if you don't give it to me now, I can still find it."

The teacher in charge was silent for a long time before handing over Xu Lu.

Looking at Director Zhao's back, Teacher Sun couldn't help becoming anxious, "Director Zhao is clearly trying to rob someone. He is obviously a student in our class. He is about to take the college entrance examination, so why should he rob him!"

At this juncture, the homeroom teacher calmed down instead, sat on the chair, and took a sip of his red dates and wolfberry water leisurely.

"What should Teacher Chen do?" Teacher Sun frowned, "Suddenly being asked by the school's parents to change classes is definitely not a good thing for Ji Lianhuo!"

As a person who experienced the Lin Jie Zhang Feng incident last time, Mr. Liu calmed down when he thought of the young man who took Ji Lianhuo away.

"Director Zhao will definitely offer good conditions to the parents. No parent can refuse the intensive class." Teacher Sun was a little disappointed. It took so many years for the ordinary class to have a Ji Lianhuo, but in the end it became the icing on the cake of the intensive class.

"Yes." The homeroom teacher covered the lid of the thermos cup, and looked at Teacher Sun slyly.

"There are parents who can refuse good conditions and refuse intensive classes."

Wang Zhaomou signed the document in his hand, and just as he wrote the last stroke, the mobile phone on the table started ringing.

Turning on the phone, Wang Zhaomou heard the voice of a middle-aged man opposite.

"Excuse me, are they Ji Lianhuo's parents?"

Wang Zhaomou was silent for a moment, this sentence is so familiar, once familiar with the second time, this is the third time.

"I'm Ji Lianhuo's guardian." Wang Zhaomou put down the documents in his hand, got up and started to take his suit jacket.

"Hello." Director Zhao listened to the young voice in the microphone, looked at the name on the parent contact list, felt unexpectedly familiar, tried to open the student list, and saw a more familiar name.

How could Ji Lianhuo's guardian be Wang Zhaoyun's brother, the president of the Wang Group? !

Director Zhao was silent for a long time, trying to change his strategy.

"Hello, Mr. Wang, I'm the senior grade director of Suzhou No. [-] Middle School. I want to talk to you about getting Ji Lianhuo to strengthen the class."

Wang Zhaomou was quiet for a moment, and put the suit jacket on the hanger again.

"I respect Ji Lianhuo's own wishes."

Director Zhao didn't give up, "If Ji Lianhuo can enter the intensive class, I am willing to let your younger brother, Wang Zhaoyun, enter the intensive class when he repeats his studies next semester. I will do my best to let him go to the junior college no matter what!"

Wang Zhaomou paused, his eyes sank slightly.

"In some cases, I don't like to say the same thing a second time."

"Okay, I understand. Excuse me." Director Zhao listened to the other party hang up the phone, with deep helplessness in his eyes.

The other party didn't want anything, didn't lack anything, and the only condition he could offer was also rejected by the other party.

Let alone yourself, even if the headmaster said it, it wouldn't work.

Holding the mobile phone, Wang Zhaomou looked out of the office window. After thinking for a long time, he put the mobile phone back on the table and opened the next document.

The conditions given by the other party are indeed very good, but they must not be based on the premise of sacrificing the interests of others.

This is the basic principle.

The results haven't been announced yet, but Luo Wuyi already sensed that something was wrong with the atmosphere.

The teachers who came to class seemed to pay extra attention to Ji Lianhuo in the front row.

Ji Lianhuo was called by name in every class, either to answer questions, or to demonstrate on the blackboard, the frequency was unbelievably high.

What's more, several students from the intensive class came to the door of the class to look inside after class, and asked who Ji Lianhuo was.

Luo Wuyi had a premonition that a storm was coming, and as expected, during the big break, the grade director actually called Ji Lianhuo away.

After the big break, it was the head teacher's class. As soon as the head teacher entered the classroom, he saw Ji Lianhuo's empty seat. After taking the podium, he was silent for a long time, unable to speak for a long time.

"Open the papers that were handed out yesterday..." When the class teacher spoke again, his whole body seemed to be pulled, until the door of the classroom heard a "report".

Luo Wuyi saw the head teacher's eyes light up instantly, and looked at Ji Lianhuo at the door of the classroom.

"come on in."

Ji Lianhuo walked into the classroom as usual, sat in his seat, took out the paper with a calm expression, and began to listen.

It was the first time that Luo Wuyi saw that the head teacher didn't reprimand the students who were late for class. When he saw Ji Lianhuo's appearance, he seemed to see some surprise, and the corners of his mouth were raised throughout the class.

After a class, Ji Lianhuo was even called out and brought to the office.

"Did Mr. Zhao ask you to go out last class?" The head teacher tried hard to suppress the joy in his heart, and asked Ji Lianhuo in front of him.

"Yes."

The two teachers in the office stopped what they were doing at the same time and pricked up their ears.

"What did he tell you?" The head teacher couldn't bear it.

"Let me transfer to another class. If I do well in the college entrance examination, the bonus will be increased and it will be given to me directly." Ji Lianhuo responded indifferently.

The homeroom teacher's heart ached, and he fixedly looked at the boy in front of him, "Then do you agree?"

Ji Lianhuo looked at the head teacher and shook his head.

The head teacher couldn't help laughing out loud, stood up and patted the boy on the shoulder.

I really saw the right person!

"They give you a bonus, why don't you take it?" Teacher Sun suddenly relaxed and teased Ji Lianhuo.

"Teacher Chen helped me a lot." Ji Lianhuo looked seriously.

Brother Zhaomou also said that Mr. Chen is good, and invited Mr. Chen to dinner.

"Good boy." The homeroom teacher couldn't help but laugh when he thought of Director Zhao's deflated appearance.

What happened to the intensive class?

We are not rare to go!

"Ji Lianhuo, do you know how many exams you have taken this time?" The head teacher put the report card in front of Ji Lianhuo, unable to hide his joy.

Ji Lianhuo glanced at his grades, his eyes moved slightly.

According to the average score of the two diagnostic tests, I can meet Brother Zhaomou's requirements!

"You can't be proud now." The class teacher said in time, "The college entrance examination is just around the corner, you have to be steady, as long as you don't have any major problems and reach your goal, it's more than enough!"

At the class meeting that afternoon, when the head teacher read out Ji Lianhuo's grades and rankings, there was an uncontrollable exclamation in the class. Luo Wuyi was numb with shock, and instantly understood the strange things that happened today.

Looking at the roommate in front of him, he seemed to be listening to other people's grades calmly, and didn't even smile when he got the paper.

The mentality is quite stable!

Ji Lianhuo, who was quite stable, walked back and forth at the door with the test papers of the two diagnostic exams after returning home on the weekend. Once a vehicle passed by, he immediately poked his head out.

After waiting for a long time, I started to study in the living room, with one hand pressed on the diagnostic test paper, and I looked at the gate of the villa from time to time.

When it was getting dark, Wang Zhaomou returned to the villa. The young man was holding the papers of the two exams, as if he was holding some carefully prepared gift, eagerly waiting for Wang Zhaomou to open them.

Wang Zhaomou went to the study to open Ji Lianhuo's two diagnostic test papers, and after carefully reading each one, he got up and gave the boy a hug, and raised his hand to gently rub the boy's hair.

The grades on the papers are all obtained by Ji Lianhuo's hard work. He has overcome external interference, overcome his own shortcomings, overcome all difficulties in front of him, and spent countless days and nights.

Ji Lianhuo felt the feeling of being embraced by a man, it was as sweet as a dream, and the man's breath lingered on the tip of his nose, as if he wanted to sink him.

"Lian Huo, you did a good job." Wang Zhaomou praised in the young man's ear, "Keep going, understand?"

The man's breath fell on Ji Lianhuo's ears, itchy and crisp, Ji Lianhuo's sensitive ears were red, and he could almost feel the temperature on the man's lips, which made people fascinated.

"If you are admitted to Soochow University majoring in economics, I will grant you one wish, remember?"

Wang Zhaomou let go of the boy in his arms, and looked into Ji Lianhuo's black eyes.

"I remember." Ji Lianhuo's ears were flushed, and there were blushes on both sides of his cheeks.

"Whether you want a sports car, a house, or anything else, I will promise you." Wang Zhaomou looked at the boy and smiled, "There are still more than 20 days, can you do it?"

"I can!" Ji Lianhuo felt that his heart was being lifted up, and he was holding it in the man's knuckle fingers, and the other's fingertips seemed to slide gently over his heart, itching to the extreme.

Seeing Ji Lianhuo's confidence, Wang Zhaomou was also very pleased.

The bitterness that the young man has suffered seems to be sublimated in this month, brewing into his beautiful life in the future.

I hope that this memory of Ji Lianhuo can also leave a glimmer of life for himself.

Wang Zhaomou raised his hand and lightly adjusted his glasses, looked at Ji Lianhuo in front of him, and smiled.