Chapter 121 (Chapter 121 (Three in One)...)

Although Lao Zheng firmly refused to admit it, he did take action himself and completely overhauled Song Yao's small experimental field.

Even the children in the youth class were shocked when they saw Lao Zheng working in the fields when they came to help.

Song Yao turned around and saw them looking like they wanted to come over but didn't dare to come over. He even reached out to say hello:

"What are you doing standing there in a daze? Come quickly and study."

Song Yao, who has always been the leader of the juvenile class, spoke up. Although the children were still a little hesitant, they finally came forward lazily.

When Lao Zheng saw the piles of them, he couldn't help but sullen:

"What else are you studying? I have been observing you for more than two months. Do you look like you know how to farm? You are all stupid. You haven't finished the land in two months. You are the only one. What kind of experimental field is this? Students should study hard, you know?”

The other children were not too happy.

In fact, the reason why they don't like Lao Zheng is because of his mouth.

Who are the students in the junior class?

This was the result of a national round-robin examination, and only twenty people were selected in the entire Central Continent.

Adults may say that they don't have enough knowledge now and need to learn, but no one will talk to them in such a disdainful tone.

Because the entire HKUST knows that these children, no matter how small they look, no matter how ordinary they are after class every day, holding their jobs and running to the cafeteria like a tiger down the mountain to queue up, but each one of them has such a small head. Guali, they are all very talented.

After they came to HKUST, they have always been called little geniuses by others. How could they be called stupid to their faces?

...Well, there are still some. Sometimes Song Yao will blurt out "Why are you so stupid?", but no one who is said to him thinks there is anything wrong.

Originally, Song Yao was smarter than them.

But Lao Zheng is different. He has never been to school, so why should he call them stupid.

Xu Xu was pampered since he was a child. When he was unhappy, he wanted to go up to talk, but Zhou Zhou quickly caught him.

"What are you doing?!" Xu Xu stopped unhappily: "He even called us fools!"

Monday: "Song Yao isn't even angry. Why are you angry? It depends on what Song Yao says."

Xu Xu wondered.

Song Yao is the smartest among them, and in this experimental field, Song Yao spends the most attention and energy. How can Song Yao not be angry when the results of his hard work are said so?

With this in mind, he turned to look at Song Yao, and then his eyes widened.

Not only was Song Yao not angry, his fair little face was about to burst into laughter.

The little mouth is still chattering:

"Old Zheng, you said that our experimental field was not done well. I admit it, but how can you say that we are stupid? No one taught us how to farm. We are self-taught. It is already very good to be able to grow like this."

Lao Zheng's expression still hasn't improved:

"You are students, and students' mission is to study hard. Why are you doing this? It's a waste of time."

Song Yao looked up at him curiously and asked:

"But you just said that we don't know how to farm, and now we have to learn, and you said that students can't learn to farm. Don't you think this logic is very problematic?"

Lao Zheng: "..."

He had obviously never chatted with an articulate child like Song Yao before. He had a choked expression on his face for a long time before he managed to say something bluntly:

"Because you are stupid and can't learn well, you might as well study hard."

Song Yao continued to be curious: "No one teaches us, so how do you know that if someone teaches us, we can't learn well?"

He suddenly looked at the other party with a surprised look on his face:

"Old Zheng, are you self-taught? Do you know so much about farming without anyone teaching you? Wow! How amazing!"

Lao Zheng: "..."

Of course he isn't.

Whoever farms is not taught by the elders in the family step by step. After the elders teach you, you just have to explore on your own for ten years. As time goes by, you will naturally have your own experience.

Seeing that Song Yao was still looking at him with the expression "Wow, you're so awesome", he said angrily:

"You guys who don't distinguish between small arms and legs can't learn it even if someone teaches you!"

Song Yao was determined: "We will definitely learn! We are all smart and can learn quickly!"

Lao Zheng: "Haha, who can't tell lies?"

"You can't even tell the difference between a weed and a seedling. As for that weed, you have taken good care of it this month. The seedling just grew out last week, and you just treated it as a weed and pulled it out."

Other children: "..."

They all looked shocked.

"Is that a weed?? Isn't that a Miao Miao???"

Even Song Yao was shocked.

What Lao Zheng was pointing to was the only "seed" they thought was alive. Finally, one seed survived. The children were very interested in it, fertilizing it and catching insects.

When it rains, it is afraid that it will be waterlogged to death, and some students put their own umbrellas above its head to protect it from the wind and rain.

Seeing that the students in the junior class all looked like their worldview had been destroyed, Old Zheng, who had won the victory, couldn't help but show a bit of pride on his face.

He had wanted to talk about the weeds for a long time, but he was angry that these children had "taken away" part of his land, and the two sides had been ignoring each other.

If he spoke first, wouldn't he lose?

Now that he can tell it, Lao Zheng feels very happy.

Song Yao is indeed the hope of the entire Dashu Village.

While other children were still looking like "How could we devote all our efforts to a weed?", he had already reacted first and tried hard to bring the topic back:

"That's because no one taught us that weeds can grow like this. If someone had taught us, we would never have made this mistake."

Lao Zheng laughed silently twice. Although he did not mock him, his disdainful facial expression said everything.

Song Yao seized the opportunity: "You don't believe it?"

Lao Zheng: "I don't believe it."

Song Yao: "Then you teach us. In three months, we might be able to publish a book."

Lao Zheng almost laughed out loud. He looked at the cute child in front of him as if he were looking at a little fool:

"Publish a book after farming? For three months? Impossible."

Song Yao looked confident: "We are geniuses, we can do it."

After he finished speaking, he turned to look at his friends:

"That's right! We are so smart! It can definitely be done!"

A group of children who had been severely beaten looked at Lao Zheng's determined expression and hesitated whether to answer.

Monday even whispered hesitantly:

"Farming seems really difficult."

Wang Duo whispered: "In our village, people are required to start farming from elementary school, and I have never heard of publishing a book."

Everyone else hesitated, but Zhao Xiaodong stood up without hesitation.

"Yes! We are geniuses! We can definitely do it!"

Song Yao received support and immediately looked back at Lao Zheng with a proud look on his face:

"If you don't believe it, you can give us a try. If you don't leave school in three months, our entire junior class will call you teacher!"

Seeing the arrogance on his face that "we will definitely win in the end, so we will definitely not be able to teach you the teacher", this provocative Pharaoh Zheng Huan really accepted the offer.

He looked sarcastic:

"Okay, I'll teach you for three months, and I'll see if you call me teacher after three months, or if you're just crying."

He carried the hoe and returned to the cafeteria with a confident look on his face.

Seeing that he was gone, a group of children could safely whisper and huffed around, chattering all at once:

"Farming is still difficult. It will be good if we can learn it in three months. Why did you even talk about publishing a book?"

"Yes, yes, Song Yao, you promised early."

"Old Zheng must be very proud now. As long as he waits three months, we will definitely lose."

Song Yao remained silent.

Seeing that he didn't speak, the others looked at each other, thinking that he was regretting it, and quickly stopped continuing what he just said.

Everyone was still very loyal. Although they knew that Song Yao had agreed to a losing bet, they all accepted their fate after being upset.

"Forget it, we just call the teacher anyway, we won't suffer any loss."

"Yes, you won't lose a piece of meat even if you call me teacher twice. You don't have to blame yourself, Song Yao. It's nothing."

Song Yao waved his hand: "No, I just didn't expect that Lao Zheng would agree so easily."

The children were confused.

"He agreed...is it a good thing?"

Song Yao hummed: "Of course it's a good thing, otherwise why would I make this agreement with Lao Zheng?"

Wang Duo didn't quite understand, because he had been eating and drinking well at school in the past few months, and his face that gradually became rosy was full of confusion:

"But we will definitely lose, right?"

Song Yao looked proud: "Why are you so stupid? The point of this agreement is that we will lose?"

All the children looked confused.

Monday: “So what’s the point?”

Song Yao clapped his hands: "Old Zheng will teach us for three months!"

"Didn't you see that just now he was unwilling to agree to teach us? Look, now he is not only willing to teach us, but he is also in a good mood to teach us."

Other children: "..."

They broke away from their own perspective and analyzed it from a third-party perspective, and finally reacted belatedly.

"Yes, our purpose is to let Lao Zheng teach us."

"It doesn't matter whether you win or lose. What's important is that Lao Zheng agreed to teach."

Even Xu Xu, who was the most angry just now, couldn't help but raise the corners of his mouth:

"Song Yao! You are still the best! I really thought you were angry just now because you were criticized, and then you spoke nonsense."

There were several children who went to see Zhao Xiaodong with admiration on their faces:

"No wonder you agreed just now. It turns out you saw it too."

Zhao Xiaodong's face was as proud as Song Yao's.

But what he said was not so high-spirited:

"I didn't see it."

Tuesday wondered: "Then why did you come out to help just now? Weren't you just cooperating with Song Yao?"

Zhao Xiaodong said confidently: "Although I didn't see it, I know that Yaoer will never do unnecessary things, nor will he make an agreement where he will suffer a loss."

"I grew up with him, and I know very well that he never steals anything."

Song Yao made a gesture and kicked over: "Who are you calling a thief? If my goal is not to be a spaceship, I would like to be a soldier."

Zhao Xiaodong said slightly: "It's just a metaphor!"

Song Yao stepped on his shoes:

"Metaphors don't work either!!"

Other students took the opportunity to join in the fun: "Run Zhao Xiaodong, I will cover you."

"Song Yao, let me help you catch him."

The children were playing together in the open space next to the vegetable field, and the laughter spread to the canteen. Several uncles and aunts who were busy couldn't help but smile on their faces and looked over.

"Who would have thought that these kids are actually college students, or from the University of Science and Technology of China."

"It would be great if my children could be as successful in the future. When they graduate, wouldn't they have a bright future at a young age?"

"Not only that, it's possible to go to a state unit."

The cafeteria was also bustling with chatter, but Old Zheng was the only one who seemed out of place.

He didn't like to chat with people, and they didn't talk to him, so he worked quietly in the corner alone.

Listening to the laughter of the children outside, Lao Zheng thought they were a bit stupid.

These kids in the junior class will definitely lose in three months, and now they are still having fun.

He decided to scare them, stood up and walked out, silently stood at the door, and then stared at the children with a gloomy look.

Lao Zheng had a good idea. As soon as these children saw him, they would definitely think of the agreement, and then they would have a sense of urgency, and maybe even regret.

Everything is perfect.

He stood up, and the expression on his face was just right. The laughing children looked up and saw him smoothly.

Lao Zheng was ready to receive their laughter that suddenly stopped.

As a result, all the children smiled even brighter when they saw him.

She wasn't afraid of his ugly face, nor did she regret the contract just now. Each of them smiled happily, and Song Yao even waved at him:

"Old Zheng! Come here to bask in the sun! The sun is very warm in this location!"

Lao Zheng looked at the children who were smiling at him with golden sunshine on their faces. "..."

These kids are really stupid.

With a cold face, he went back and dragged a bench to sit in the sun at the door. While working, he looked up from time to time to look at the group of children who had calmed down and started studying the experimental field.

Lao Zheng told himself that he had to watch them.

After all, they are so stupid, so don't let the experimental field he just built get into trouble again.

After Song Yao and the others successfully connected with Old Zheng, many people who knew about the "love-hate relationship between the youth class and Old Zheng in the cafeteria" were surprised.

Teacher Gu mysteriously asked his informant Ma Shang:

"Why are you asking Old Zheng to teach? Half of the HKUST knows about Old Zheng's bad temper, so why would he be willing to teach?"

Ma Shang recalled the scene he saw with his own eyes: "...Song Yao and the others can't suffer any loss anyway, so don't worry."

Teacher Gu rambled:

"Hey, those kids are just too independent. If you want someone to teach you, tell me. Why did you quietly find the teacher with the worst temper?"

Ma Shang was curious: "Do you know anyone who is good at farming?"

Teacher Gu: "I don't know him, but I have a second uncle who has land at home and has been farming since before the founding of the People's Republic of China. He must be an old farmer after all."

Ma Shang: "...Teacher, is your second uncle Gui Geng?"

Teacher Gu tried his best to calculate: "About ninety."

Lang Qing passed by with his own chrysanthemum tea: "You can't do that, you're too old."

"I do know someone who is less than sixty this year. He is an old master. With so many years of experience, he must be a good teacher."

Ma Shang: "..."

He now understood why Song Yao and the others would quietly find a farming teacher by themselves.

Song Yao really didn't think too much about it.

He just felt that Lao Zheng was good at farming, so of course it would be best if he could ask him to teach him.

But he didn't expect that Lao Zheng was so good at fooling children.

If he used this method to deal with the county magistrate, it would only be when the county magistrate was in a good mood and couldn't think about it.

In the end, Song Yao just tried it casually, and it really worked.

The child couldn't help but sigh. Sure enough, the common people are the most honest. Unlike the county magistrate, who is so cunning at a young age, humph, not simple at all.

The children who complained to the county magistrate happily continued to devote themselves to their experimental field without realizing it.

With Lao Zheng's help, the progress accelerated a lot instantly.

Although Lao Zheng doesn't sound nice, he is really reliable when it comes to his work, and he is indeed teaching the children in the youth class without reservation.

A group of children absorbed new knowledge like sponges, but were so tired that their five activities a week were reduced to four.

Farming is no fun.

Even if there is only such a small piece of land and there are so many of them, it will make a lot of children with small arms and legs very tired.

Especially Song Yao, he was the shortest. When he was farming, the children couldn't tell whether he was farming or the ground was farming him.

After once again being unable to lift the heavy farm tools, Song Yao aggressively led Zhao Xiaodong to work, and then brought out a complete set of small farm tools.

His abacus clicked:

"This is either wood or iron. Although iron is expensive, when we grow taller and no longer need it, we can melt the iron and make other things."

Zhao Xiaodong clicked his tongue: "We have money now, so we don't have to save so much, right?"

The monitoring bonus has been distributed.

Unfortunately, Director Liu was said to be on a business trip and could not come to help them distribute bonuses. Another comrade who had never been here before came.

Although the uncle was also very kind, Song Yao still wanted to see Director Liu.

After all, they are people with old friendships.

Although they felt a little regretful that it was not Director Liu who was here to hand out the bonus, once they saw the amount of the bonus, these regrets disappeared.

I don’t know if the young comrade said something when he went back, but this time the amount of the bonus increased several times.

As soon as Song Yao and Zhao Xiaodong became rich, they immediately paid off their debts.

They originally wanted to keep Heather's money and share it in their accounts, but they found that it seemed that Heather was making much faster than they were.

She gathered a group of little sisters to help connect various companies in Xinghe County, even companies not in Xinghe County.

Even Song's father called to say that they were doing quite well, especially Shi Nan, who was very courageous, and neither Mother Zhao nor Grandma Zhao took any money from her.

After finally earning a huge amount of money for ordinary people, Shi Nan actually invested 90% of this money in TV advertisements.

Father Song said he might not have this kind of courage.

He has parents above him and a son below him. With both parties involved, it was destined that he would not be able to throw everything away and make a desperate move.

But Heather dared.

And she has been rewarded for doing so, and now she is making more and more money. I heard that the county magistrate has called Teacher He several times, trying to learn from her.

After Song Yao and Zhao Xiaodong listened to the whole process, they had an idea in their minds:

"Heather is getting rich! Wouldn't it be easier to borrow money from now on?!"

It's so real.

Before they could ask, Heather himself said:

"Don't worry about borrowing. I will work hard to earn more in the future."

Song Yao was happy: "No matter how much you borrow, you don't have to pay interest!"

Heather rolled her eyes: "It depends on what you are doing. If you are willing to give it, I will be happy to accept it."

Song Yao immediately changed the subject: "By the way, did you just say that Zhao Xiaodong's mother is also working with you now?"

When Zhao Xiaodong heard the keyword, he immediately squeezed over:

"Are you tired? If so, don't let them do it for too long."

The ten-year-old child who had long identified himself as the only man in the family said seriously:

"And you, don't you have to go to school? Will doing company things every day delay your grades? You don't have to focus on making money. I also got a lot of bonuses this time."

Heather's tone was still free and easy:

"Don't worry, mom and grandma are working very hard. They even want to go to the company on their days off. Just spend your bonus on your own. We have money at home and don't need yours. Aren't you and Yao'er very good at spending money? "

Explanation of Song Yao Er Jian:

"It's not us who can spend money, it's scientific research! Scientific research costs money!"

Heather: "Anyway, you can spend it. I think Uncle Song is quite profitable. If you two have no money, ask me to borrow it. I will try my best not to ask for interest from you."

She was probably very busy, so she said a few words and hung up the phone in a hurry.

The person who replaced her was Mother Zhao, who smiled and said that Shi Nan had gone to do her homework.

Her current state is similar to that when Song Yao was addicted to studying. She was busy every day without touching the ground. Although she was making money, the county magistrate protected her. There were relatively few people in the county who knew that Heather could make money, so they The village can still calm down.

According to Zhao's mother, as soon as Shinan saved enough money, she immediately bought a video camera.

They didn't quite understand it, but Heather liked it very much and played with it every day. She also wanted to continue working hard to make money and said she wanted to buy a better one.

After the phone call ended, Zhao Xiaodong said:

"Maybe she works so hard to make money just to buy a camera?"

Song Yao fiddled with part of the wing in his hand and said without raising his head:

"Remove the word [maybe]."

"Heather must be here for the camera. Her goal is to be a reporter."

Zhao Xiaodong thought the same thing.

Then he lowered his head and saw that the pile of books Song Yao had just borrowed were placed on the table, and he immediately got a headache:

"Look at how easy it is to achieve Heather's goal. Look at yours. What kind of spaceship is it? The teachers have never heard of what a spaceship is."

Song Yao hummed:

"It's just because this is a road that no one has ever walked before that it's more challenging."

Zhao Xiaodong weakly leaned down on the table:

"There are so many untraveled roads that you have challenged. These days when I am farming, I just want to dig in the soil when I see it."

He said: "Actually, what Lao Zheng said is right. We will be engaged in scientific research in the future. Why do we need to farm? The teacher said that those engaged in scientific research are very busy. In the future, we may not even have time to raise peppers."

Song Yao was as firm as ever:

"Let me ask you, why do we study so hard and produce so much research?"

Zhao Xiaodong was immediately asked.

He thought seriously for a second and then said: "I think this question is a bit profound."

Song Yao thought for a while and nodded in agreement:

"Yes, it's a very profound question, but the answer is very simple."

“Aren’t we doing so much just to make more useful things and make everyone live a better life?”

Song Yao counted them one by one:

"You see, life-saving necklaces can help our brothers and sisters in the military during floods. Anti-sting jackets can also help everyone at the border. As for surveillance, they can stop many bad guys..."

"These are the meanings of our study!"

After the child finished speaking, he couldn't help but feel narcissistic: "Wow, I think I am so great. It seems that we have helped a lot of people."

Zhao Xiaodong, who also participated, couldn't help but become narcissistic:

"When you say that, we are so tall!"

Song Yao raised his chin proudly: "We are already high-ranking!"

Zhao Xiaodong was happy for a few seconds, but when he thought about having to toil in the fields again later, he was instantly discouraged and fell back on the table again.

"But farming is not fancy at all. It's all mud, it's hot, it's tiring, and you have to remember so much data."

In fact, at the beginning, Zhao Xiaodong was still very supportive.

After all, like Song Yao, he likes freshness.

But after being fresh for so long, and recently working with Lao Zheng every day on various tasks, he felt tired.

Zhao Xiaodong suggested: "I don't think farming can help. Why don't we spend our time on more powerful things? Look at the sting-proof clothing, everyone has praised it so many times."

"There's no comparison between being powerful and not being great. If we can really develop something that can help farmers farm well, it will help farmers across the country."

Song Yao casually said:

"We will be happy if we help our brothers and sisters who are soldiers, and we will be happy if we help our farmer comrades. Only when everyone is well will Zhongzhou be better off. When Zhongzhou is well, we will soon be the most powerful country."

Zhao Xiaodong: "Wow! Yao'er, I noticed that you've been talking more and more loudly recently."

Song Yao was busy making the wings while chatting. He really didn't notice this sentence. When Zhao Xiaodong reminded him, he recalled what he had just said and immediately became excited.

"Yes! It must be because I have listened to Teacher Lang's lectures too much! Teacher Lang speaks in this tone!"

He instantly felt that he was doing the right thing by not only paying attention to the class but also secretly imitating Teacher Lang's tone of voice.

The child sat down, worked hard to sit up straight, and then asked Zhao Xiaodong with full expectation:

"Do you feel that my temperament has matured a lot recently?"

Zhao Xiaodong tried his best to open his eyes wide and look.

After a few seconds, he shook his head honestly: "No, but you seem to have grown a little taller."

Song Yao didn't even have time to feel lost when he heard the next sentence, and his eyes immediately brightened.

"Really?! I've grown taller?!"

Zhao Xiaodong nodded uncertainly: "It seems a little bit."

Song Yao immediately jumped up and ran to the next door. He got into Yuan Jiang's room with familiarity and stood in front of him:

"Brother Yuanjiang! Do you think I've grown taller?!"

Yuan Jiang looked up and down silently; he was with them every day, and he really couldn't tell whether Song Yao had grown taller or not.

But Yuan Jiang naturally has his own way of making judgments.

The tall soldier stepped forward and put his hand on Song Yao's head. After feeling the height for a few seconds, he nodded affirmatively:

"Has grown tall."

"Very good!!!"

Song Yao became visibly happy.

If it weren't for the lack of sunshine now, people in the room would definitely be able to see that his face was full of light.

In order to grow taller, Song Yao worked hard.

He exercised, ate, and drank milk every day. Last time, the very tall Teacher Gu told him that he would grow taller by exposing himself to the sun. Song Yao immediately wanted to run out and bask in the sun as soon as it came.

The key is that he is the leader of the entire youth class. Everyone in the class either regards him as a friend, or admires him and recognizes him.

So every time after class, Song Yao would run in front, followed by a group of people, and then they would get together comfortably to bask in the sun.

But unfortunately, hard work may not always pay off.

At least Song Yao didn't grow taller every day as he expected.

Now that he has finally started to grow taller, the child is so happy that he runs around the dormitory building, eager to tell the whole world that he has grown taller.

Because of Song Yao's good news, after class in the afternoon, the children's topics all revolved around height.

Teacher Lang comes to see the students every day, but as soon as he enters the classroom, he hears their lively discussion:

"I think Brother Yuanjiang has the best legs."

"Teacher Gu actually has pretty good legs. Although Teacher Gu is older, she still looks pretty good."

"Actually, Teacher Fang is pretty good, haven't you noticed? Teacher Fang's legs are very straight."

"Of course Brother Yuan Jiang's legs are the straightest. And obviously Brother Yuan Jiang's legs are not very thin, but they just look the best."

Song Yao's face flushed with excitement and she announced happily:

"I want legs like Brother Nagahara! Powerful! Handsome!"

Wang Duo asked:

"What about Teacher Lang? Teacher Lang's legs look pretty good too."

The child who was imagining how handsome he would be with long legs in the future immediately wrinkled his nose in disgust:

"Aren't Teacher Lang's legs a bit short?"

Lang Qing, who was listening at the door: "..."

Song Yao is still passionate about Amway:

"Although Teacher Lang's legs are not good, Teacher Lang talks nicely."

Zhao Xiaodong immediately agreed:

"Yes, yes, I testify that Teacher Lang speaks very nicely."

Only then did Lang Qing's expression soften, and then he heard Zhao Xiaodong say:

"Yao'er has imitated Teacher Lang's speech, and now he can speak very well. He even told us today that our goal in scientific research is to achieve scientific progress. When science progresses, everyone will live a good life. Everyone will live a good life. Once it’s over, Zhongzhou will be fine.”

"Zhongzhou is ready, we will soon be the most powerful country!!"

As soon as these words came out, all the students in the junior class looked surprised:

"Wow! Such handsome words!"

"The most powerful country! It turns out that Teacher Lang has such lofty goals!"

"I also think we can be the most powerful country in Central Continent!"

Teacher Lang standing at the door: "..."

If he remembered correctly, he did say this sentence pattern last time.

But didn’t he say at that time, “You should study hard during self-study. If you study hard, you can leave get out of class normally, and when you leave get out of class normally, you can get a place in the cafeteria.”

Why did this change when it came to Song Yao?

He stepped forward and clarified it quickly.

“Don’t talk nonsense. I didn’t say such a thing. Although it is ideal, we still have to be down-to-earth first.”

The children sat down and nodded obediently.

Song Yao, the person involved, looked well-behaved:

“Teacher, don’t worry, we are very tight-lipped.”

Teacher Lang: “…”

He was not very reassured, because Song Yao was the one who loved to gossip the most.

And according to his experience, when he heard it now, these words might have spread throughout the Qiming Building.

But he clarified it, and said it so clearly, it should not matter.

The next day.

As usual, Lang Qing took his own bowl and planned to go to the cafeteria for dinner leisurely.

When he arrived at the cafeteria, he happened to be the last in line, and was slowly waiting for his turn. The principal saw him as soon as he walked in, and came over to pat him on the shoulder:

"Hey, Teacher Lang, I heard that you said you have an ideal, which is to hope that our Zhongzhou will become the first powerful country, right?"

Teacher Lang: "???"

Without waiting for him to speak, the principal happily patted his shoulder again:

"Okay, I like your ideal, our teachers at the University of Science and Technology should have this kind of ideal!! Good, come, let's talk."

As he said, the principal naturally stood in front of Lang Qing and happily talked to him about his dream of a strong country all the way.

It was not until the principal finished his meal and left that Lang Qing realized it belatedly.

No.

Did the principal just cut in line?

Although Teacher Lang had expected it early, he was still shocked when almost half of the Qiming Building knew that he had an ideal, which was to hope that Zhongzhou would become the first powerful country.

It was useless to clarify.

Because the children saw it, he said it himself, this is his ideal, the kind that he wants to accomplish steadily.

Even Teacher Gu looked at Teacher Lang with a look that said "I didn't expect you to have such a strong patriotic heart".

Teacher Lang: "..."

He felt that no one would believe that the cause was really just because of the big elbow in the cafeteria.

Teacher He, the only one who believed in Teacher Lang, had a lot in common with this.

She always felt that Teacher Lang was probably just like herself at the beginning, confused, and just had an extra dream.

The key is that this is a good thing, and it seems unnecessary to clarify it specifically.

But being looked at by someone every day with a look that says "So you are such a great person", even if this person is a salted fish, he probably can't help but start working hard.

She wanted to ask, but because she is now a student, she just couldn't find an opportunity.

Finally, on this day, Song Yao and Teacher He happily finished their midnight snack in the small cafeteria. It was so late that there should be no one.

As a result, Teacher He met Ye Xinghua when he went out.

The two simply walked together and planned to go all the way back to the dormitory.

After walking a few steps, he met Lang Qing again.

Teacher He hesitated, but still asked:

"Teacher Lang, um, about the first powerful country..."

He has been asked this question many times these days, no matter what he said, no one believed him, and he was looked at several times with "So you are such an admirable person" eyes, and his face was wooden.

Before Teacher He continued to ask, he answered directly:

"I know what you want to ask, yes, I want Zhongzhou to become the first powerful country."

"Although it is difficult, this is my ideal."

Teacher He: "..."

She looked at him with a little surprise.

It seems that she thought too much. How could Song Yao even influence the teachers of the University of Science and Technology?

Looking at Lang Qing again, his eyes were full of admiration, worthy of being a teacher of the University of Science and Technology.

He was actually real.