He Yu also felt that what Zhao Weiguo said was unreliable. Even if this villain was not very exquisite in workmanship, he didn't think it was like Zhao Weiguo could do it.
Even if Qin An's failed products are placed here, He Yu would believe that Qin An could do it more, because Qin An is famous for his skillfulness, otherwise he would not have caused such a headache for the teachers. Moreover, Qin An often plays with mud, but He Yu has never seen Zhao Weiguo play. He suddenly said that he could make a villain like this, and He Yu didn't believe it either.
So what if it wasn't for me?Didn’t Qin An give me any gifts?I bought this one is not much stronger than his pile of broken mud?Zhao Weiguo was embarrassed and upset. He also thought that Ye Zhulan might not believe that he did it, but this was not important. He just wanted to attack Qin An through comparison.
Much stronger?Ye Zhulan took out the little man that Qin An gave her from her schoolbag. The exquisite shape, lifelike eyebrows, and the clothes that were cut and finely stitched, and were placed in front of Zhao Weiguo's villain. It was easy to remind people of the types of advertisements that often appear in magazines... Before plastic surgery, after plastic surgery.
Wow, so beautiful!He Yu exclaimed the same as Ye Zhulan's first time seeing the little man wearing clothes.
Is this what Qin An did?If mine bought it, then his can only be said to have spent more money!Zhao Weiguo would not believe it anyway.
If you can't do it well yourself, do you think Qin An can't do it well either?He Yu looked at the little man over and over, fiddling with the little man's beautiful and exquisite clothes with love, pointing to the bottom of the little man's base, look... Ye Zhulan, 14th birthday, Qin An.
Zhao Weiguo was stunned. It was different from his words that were carved with a knife. These words from Qin An were engraved before firing. Even the handwriting was Qin An's unique and arrogant words. The blackboard newspapers in the school were all written by Qin An. It was impossible for Zhao Weiguo not to recognize them.
Ye Zhulan took back his little man, carried the pile of broken little man mud, and ran out without looking at Zhao Weiguo's gifts, and pulled Qin An, who was slow in the doorway on the first floor of the teaching building, kissed him regardless of the carefreeness in the small tea garden, his rosy little lips were tightly pressed against him, and his beautiful and delicate tongue was not as timid as before, and he was eagerly entangled with his lips and tongue.
Qin An was a little confused, but more of a joyful heart, enjoying the little girl full of happiness and sweet kisses.
A shed was built with an iron rack in front of the school district dormitory building, covering it with plastic film. A black coffin was parked in the center of the shed. Several familiar crops from Qin An changed into Taoist robes and sat in front of the coffin to blow and beat. Several red flags depicting various gods, ghosts and beasts were inserted around them. Relatives with white mourning clothes and hemp ropes tied around their waists were busy entertaining. Apart from the children of the deceased, there was no sadness on others' faces. They would never cause too much emotion about the death of the elderly without illness.
When Qin An returned home with his schoolbag, he had already been in the small tea garden with Ye Zhulan for a while. But what finally destroyed the atmosphere was that Qin An threw away the broken little man and told her that he urinated on it, which made Ye Zhulan bite him numb.
It was getting dark, and the people who were mourning outside were almost here, and they were preparing to start a meal. The custom in Qingshan Town is that such a white wedding would have to make a fuss for at least three days. Except for the one that required a gift on the morning of the last day of the funeral, the Xiao family recruited relatives, friends and neighbors for free to eat and drink.
In this case, there is often no one cooking in the dormitory yard and they are all preparing to join in the fun. When Qin An returned home, he decided to sit at a table with Sun Pao and other dormitory yard, and he had to call Qin Xiaotian over.
Don't run away, parents will tell you something.Qin Huai was wearing a black suit, a white shirt, and a tie that was particularly neat. He had just started to manage a large No. 2 Middle School. Qin Huai was meticulous in everything he did. Maybe he was trembling in it, for fear of messing up, but it turned out that he could use his talents and talents more to be the principal of a private school than to be an English teacher.
Qin An sat down in confusion, and saw that his mother had already prepared the meal, so he was a little puzzled because there were free and no food outside that he didn't need to eat, and he did it at home, which probably meant that his father and mother were planning to say something particularly serious to him at the dinner table.
Are you planning to have another sister for me?Qin An served the good meal and invited his parents to sit down. He felt that they were all very serious, so he wanted to make jokes and liven up the atmosphere.
Nothing nonsense, no big or small!Li Qin held the chopsticks and hit Qin An on the back of her hand, glanced at her husband, and found that her husband was also a little embarrassed.
Li Qin missed a couple of children at home. She was still under forty, but she might not be her daughter. If she gave birth to a boy, she would have to worry about it.
Moreover, both of them are public offices. If they violate family planning, their jobs will be gone. Although, based on the current financial conditions at home, it is not a big deal, but it is inappropriate and does not meet Li Qin's idea of living a stable life.
Recently, I have also started contacting the principals of each junior high school, hoping that they can try their best to help promote the Second Middle School. According to the data of each junior high school in previous years, on this basis, they will be given a certain amount of reward for each additional one... Zhu Wenliang also accepted it, so he may hold a mobilization meeting to promote our Second Middle School.You have to remember it for me, and you are not allowed to fill in the second high school when filling out your application form.Qin Huai stared at Qin An carefully, not afraid of telling his son these bad things about money in the adult world. Children always have to grow up, not to mention that Qin An is already full of thoughts and Qin An has also come up with many ideas on the business strategy of No. 2 Middle School. Qin Huai felt that when his son was older, he might be more suitable for these things than himself.
Why Ah?Qin An also stared at the new principal of Fengyu County No. 2 Middle School in front of him.
Do you still need to ask this?You are the first in the town in the seven subject competition. In the recent mock exams, you are also the first in the school. Each time you have exceeded 690. If you don’t apply for the first high school, will you still apply for the second high school?Qin Huai was a little proud and show-off, as if he was the one who got such a score. He naturally emphasized the tone in the words "No. 1 Middle School".
Dad, you are the principal of No. 2 Middle School, you still have the ambition of others and destroy your own prestige.Qin An picked up a chicken leg for his father and a mother. As the high school entrance examination approached, the food at home was getting better and better. All of them were to ensure that Qin An's health and spirit were adjusted to the best state before the high school entrance examination. Although Qin An could get high scores as long as he performed normally, he had to be careful of exceptions, right?
Parents will also put in 100% care in order to prevent the probability of one percent.
I am not talking to you as the principal of No. 2 Middle School, but as your father.Qinhuai pulled his tie. In the past ten years, all the students who were able to get into Tsinghua University and Peking University in Fengyu County were No. 1 Middle School students, and none of the other high schools could pass the exam.Don’t you want to take the entrance exam for Tsinghua and Peking University?
What is Tsinghua University and Peking University?Anshui said that Qin An could study abroad in the future. The ranking of Tsinghua and Peking University in the international market is far worse than that of the Edinburgh University where Anshui was. Anshui said that at least she could help Qin An successfully apply for the University of Edinburgh. Of course, the most important thing is that our son is promising, and she would not be able to do so if others... This is Anshui's original words.Li Qin thought further. She felt that she should consider which high school has a better chance to study abroad, but she didn't seem to have heard of such a precedent from No. 1 or No. 2 Middle School.
Let’s go to high school first.Qin Huai felt a little ashamed. He actually considered that he was not as good as his wife.
Dad, you are naturally a father in front of me, but in the eyes of others, you are the principal of No. 2 Middle School Ah... The son of the principal of No. 2 Middle School applied for No. 1 Middle School, how did you recruit students?Now No. 1 Middle School has sent people to grab the source of students. Then they say, don’t go to No. 2 Middle School. Qinhuai’s son is all from our No. 1 Middle School. He has no confidence in his school and does not think that No. 2 Middle School can train his son well. Why do you still apply to No. 2 Middle School?In this way, few of the students who can get into No. 1 Middle School will still apply to No. 2 Middle School, and No. 2 Middle School can only admit the remaining ones of No. 1 Middle School.
Qin An drank a bowl of chicken soup and was leisurely reasonable with his father. Don’t look at your scholarships, living allowances, and the policy of free three-year high school is quite attractive... But those students with the best grades need to give priority to their family financial situation. For the future of their children, no one will consider scholarships and living allowances as the most important condition.If I don’t apply for No. 2 Middle School, No. 1 Middle School will grasp this point and make the second-stroke popular admissions and storm become a joke.
Only people from the county education committee can see the application application, and people from No. 1 Middle School do not know which school you apply for.Qin Huai was a little annoyed that this son actually taught me a lesson.
Do you believe this?Li Qin glared at her husband, and she felt that what her son said made sense.
Qin Huai really doesn't believe it. After filling in the application application form and handing it over to the county education committee, he naturally has to find a way to find a way to see how many students have applied to No. 2 Middle School. No. 1 Middle School will definitely do the same.
What does this matter?At worst, if you make less money in high school, your second uncle won't have any objection.You must apply for a No. 1 High School. This is a big deal and there is no need to discuss it. I just tell you that when filling out your application, you honestly fill in a No. 1 High School for me.Qin Huai began to use his father's privilege and did not intend to reason with his son.
Dad, don’t be angry. I didn’t say that I didn’t go to No. 1 Middle School to study. Actually, I had an idea. When I filled out the application form, I still filled in No. 2 Middle School, but I still went to No. 1 Middle School to study.Qin An could feel his father's intention. As long as it was for his son, his own career could be put aside. It is conceivable that if Qin An applied for No. 2 Middle School, it would be much less trouble for the admissions work of No. 2 Middle School, but Qin Huai had never considered these. In his opinion, his son's studies were much more important than his own career.
How did you study at No. 1 Middle School when you fill in the application form?Li Qin said in confusion.
What I mean is that I will fill out my application and apply to No. 2 Middle School first.After the high school entrance examination, your enrollment work is over. I will find a way to borrow from No. 1 Middle School. The academic qualifications will be retained at No. 2 Middle School, but I usually attend No. 1 Middle School.Qin An smiled. The difference between No. 1 and No. 2 Middle School is actually the overall student quality and faculty.My academic qualifications are retained at No. 2 Middle School, and my studies are always at No. 1 Middle School. This is no longer different from the learning environment you most want me to get, right?
Qin Huai and Li Qin looked at each other, how could this be done?
Why can't this work?It’s not that I don’t have such things as borrowing, but at most I just spend more money. If you are afraid that I am a borrowing student, my academic performance and school assessment will not be blocked, and the teacher will not like me, it will be easy. Isn’t it just a matter of spending money?During the holidays, you will give my class teacher and subject teacher more money. Don’t they look at me differently?Even if they don’t accept it, they understand your intentions and it’s still okay to treat ordinary students equally... A principal of a No. 2 Middle School gives them gifts, which is very respectful. Some teachers are like this, and they are more respectful than gifts.Qin An looked at his parents' surprised expression, "You are all rich people, and you should gradually get used to using the identity and ability of rich people to solve problems... If you can solve it with money, why not spend money?
Isn’t this a problem to find trouble?Although what Qin An said makes sense and is indeed a solution, Qin Huai still finds it difficult to accept, and his son is not inferior to anyone, why is it as if he is going to live under someone else's roof?
Dad, this is the best of both worlds.Think about it, if I get the first place in the county in the middle school entrance examination, I will apply for No. 2 Middle School, which is a live advertisement for No. 2 Middle School itself, right?Everyone will say that the top scorers in the county’s high school entrance examination are in No. 2 Middle School, and they are also the son of Principal Qin of Qin. This means that Principal Qin can teach his son and teach and manage his children. If he is not capable, how could his son be so powerful?Qin An was not ashamed, and his self-proclaimed appearance seemed to be a sure thing for him to be the top scorer in the county's high school entrance examination.
Just watch you brag!Li Qin is full of confidence in her son. If you get second place in the exam, your mother will not be able to spare you.
Even if Qin An's failed products are placed here, He Yu would believe that Qin An could do it more, because Qin An is famous for his skillfulness, otherwise he would not have caused such a headache for the teachers. Moreover, Qin An often plays with mud, but He Yu has never seen Zhao Weiguo play. He suddenly said that he could make a villain like this, and He Yu didn't believe it either.
So what if it wasn't for me?Didn’t Qin An give me any gifts?I bought this one is not much stronger than his pile of broken mud?Zhao Weiguo was embarrassed and upset. He also thought that Ye Zhulan might not believe that he did it, but this was not important. He just wanted to attack Qin An through comparison.
Much stronger?Ye Zhulan took out the little man that Qin An gave her from her schoolbag. The exquisite shape, lifelike eyebrows, and the clothes that were cut and finely stitched, and were placed in front of Zhao Weiguo's villain. It was easy to remind people of the types of advertisements that often appear in magazines... Before plastic surgery, after plastic surgery.
Wow, so beautiful!He Yu exclaimed the same as Ye Zhulan's first time seeing the little man wearing clothes.
Is this what Qin An did?If mine bought it, then his can only be said to have spent more money!Zhao Weiguo would not believe it anyway.
If you can't do it well yourself, do you think Qin An can't do it well either?He Yu looked at the little man over and over, fiddling with the little man's beautiful and exquisite clothes with love, pointing to the bottom of the little man's base, look... Ye Zhulan, 14th birthday, Qin An.
Zhao Weiguo was stunned. It was different from his words that were carved with a knife. These words from Qin An were engraved before firing. Even the handwriting was Qin An's unique and arrogant words. The blackboard newspapers in the school were all written by Qin An. It was impossible for Zhao Weiguo not to recognize them.
Ye Zhulan took back his little man, carried the pile of broken little man mud, and ran out without looking at Zhao Weiguo's gifts, and pulled Qin An, who was slow in the doorway on the first floor of the teaching building, kissed him regardless of the carefreeness in the small tea garden, his rosy little lips were tightly pressed against him, and his beautiful and delicate tongue was not as timid as before, and he was eagerly entangled with his lips and tongue.
Qin An was a little confused, but more of a joyful heart, enjoying the little girl full of happiness and sweet kisses.
A shed was built with an iron rack in front of the school district dormitory building, covering it with plastic film. A black coffin was parked in the center of the shed. Several familiar crops from Qin An changed into Taoist robes and sat in front of the coffin to blow and beat. Several red flags depicting various gods, ghosts and beasts were inserted around them. Relatives with white mourning clothes and hemp ropes tied around their waists were busy entertaining. Apart from the children of the deceased, there was no sadness on others' faces. They would never cause too much emotion about the death of the elderly without illness.
When Qin An returned home with his schoolbag, he had already been in the small tea garden with Ye Zhulan for a while. But what finally destroyed the atmosphere was that Qin An threw away the broken little man and told her that he urinated on it, which made Ye Zhulan bite him numb.
It was getting dark, and the people who were mourning outside were almost here, and they were preparing to start a meal. The custom in Qingshan Town is that such a white wedding would have to make a fuss for at least three days. Except for the one that required a gift on the morning of the last day of the funeral, the Xiao family recruited relatives, friends and neighbors for free to eat and drink.
In this case, there is often no one cooking in the dormitory yard and they are all preparing to join in the fun. When Qin An returned home, he decided to sit at a table with Sun Pao and other dormitory yard, and he had to call Qin Xiaotian over.
Don't run away, parents will tell you something.Qin Huai was wearing a black suit, a white shirt, and a tie that was particularly neat. He had just started to manage a large No. 2 Middle School. Qin Huai was meticulous in everything he did. Maybe he was trembling in it, for fear of messing up, but it turned out that he could use his talents and talents more to be the principal of a private school than to be an English teacher.
Qin An sat down in confusion, and saw that his mother had already prepared the meal, so he was a little puzzled because there were free and no food outside that he didn't need to eat, and he did it at home, which probably meant that his father and mother were planning to say something particularly serious to him at the dinner table.
Are you planning to have another sister for me?Qin An served the good meal and invited his parents to sit down. He felt that they were all very serious, so he wanted to make jokes and liven up the atmosphere.
Nothing nonsense, no big or small!Li Qin held the chopsticks and hit Qin An on the back of her hand, glanced at her husband, and found that her husband was also a little embarrassed.
Li Qin missed a couple of children at home. She was still under forty, but she might not be her daughter. If she gave birth to a boy, she would have to worry about it.
Moreover, both of them are public offices. If they violate family planning, their jobs will be gone. Although, based on the current financial conditions at home, it is not a big deal, but it is inappropriate and does not meet Li Qin's idea of living a stable life.
Recently, I have also started contacting the principals of each junior high school, hoping that they can try their best to help promote the Second Middle School. According to the data of each junior high school in previous years, on this basis, they will be given a certain amount of reward for each additional one... Zhu Wenliang also accepted it, so he may hold a mobilization meeting to promote our Second Middle School.You have to remember it for me, and you are not allowed to fill in the second high school when filling out your application form.Qin Huai stared at Qin An carefully, not afraid of telling his son these bad things about money in the adult world. Children always have to grow up, not to mention that Qin An is already full of thoughts and Qin An has also come up with many ideas on the business strategy of No. 2 Middle School. Qin Huai felt that when his son was older, he might be more suitable for these things than himself.
Why Ah?Qin An also stared at the new principal of Fengyu County No. 2 Middle School in front of him.
Do you still need to ask this?You are the first in the town in the seven subject competition. In the recent mock exams, you are also the first in the school. Each time you have exceeded 690. If you don’t apply for the first high school, will you still apply for the second high school?Qin Huai was a little proud and show-off, as if he was the one who got such a score. He naturally emphasized the tone in the words "No. 1 Middle School".
Dad, you are the principal of No. 2 Middle School, you still have the ambition of others and destroy your own prestige.Qin An picked up a chicken leg for his father and a mother. As the high school entrance examination approached, the food at home was getting better and better. All of them were to ensure that Qin An's health and spirit were adjusted to the best state before the high school entrance examination. Although Qin An could get high scores as long as he performed normally, he had to be careful of exceptions, right?
Parents will also put in 100% care in order to prevent the probability of one percent.
I am not talking to you as the principal of No. 2 Middle School, but as your father.Qinhuai pulled his tie. In the past ten years, all the students who were able to get into Tsinghua University and Peking University in Fengyu County were No. 1 Middle School students, and none of the other high schools could pass the exam.Don’t you want to take the entrance exam for Tsinghua and Peking University?
What is Tsinghua University and Peking University?Anshui said that Qin An could study abroad in the future. The ranking of Tsinghua and Peking University in the international market is far worse than that of the Edinburgh University where Anshui was. Anshui said that at least she could help Qin An successfully apply for the University of Edinburgh. Of course, the most important thing is that our son is promising, and she would not be able to do so if others... This is Anshui's original words.Li Qin thought further. She felt that she should consider which high school has a better chance to study abroad, but she didn't seem to have heard of such a precedent from No. 1 or No. 2 Middle School.
Let’s go to high school first.Qin Huai felt a little ashamed. He actually considered that he was not as good as his wife.
Dad, you are naturally a father in front of me, but in the eyes of others, you are the principal of No. 2 Middle School Ah... The son of the principal of No. 2 Middle School applied for No. 1 Middle School, how did you recruit students?Now No. 1 Middle School has sent people to grab the source of students. Then they say, don’t go to No. 2 Middle School. Qinhuai’s son is all from our No. 1 Middle School. He has no confidence in his school and does not think that No. 2 Middle School can train his son well. Why do you still apply to No. 2 Middle School?In this way, few of the students who can get into No. 1 Middle School will still apply to No. 2 Middle School, and No. 2 Middle School can only admit the remaining ones of No. 1 Middle School.
Qin An drank a bowl of chicken soup and was leisurely reasonable with his father. Don’t look at your scholarships, living allowances, and the policy of free three-year high school is quite attractive... But those students with the best grades need to give priority to their family financial situation. For the future of their children, no one will consider scholarships and living allowances as the most important condition.If I don’t apply for No. 2 Middle School, No. 1 Middle School will grasp this point and make the second-stroke popular admissions and storm become a joke.
Only people from the county education committee can see the application application, and people from No. 1 Middle School do not know which school you apply for.Qin Huai was a little annoyed that this son actually taught me a lesson.
Do you believe this?Li Qin glared at her husband, and she felt that what her son said made sense.
Qin Huai really doesn't believe it. After filling in the application application form and handing it over to the county education committee, he naturally has to find a way to find a way to see how many students have applied to No. 2 Middle School. No. 1 Middle School will definitely do the same.
What does this matter?At worst, if you make less money in high school, your second uncle won't have any objection.You must apply for a No. 1 High School. This is a big deal and there is no need to discuss it. I just tell you that when filling out your application, you honestly fill in a No. 1 High School for me.Qin Huai began to use his father's privilege and did not intend to reason with his son.
Dad, don’t be angry. I didn’t say that I didn’t go to No. 1 Middle School to study. Actually, I had an idea. When I filled out the application form, I still filled in No. 2 Middle School, but I still went to No. 1 Middle School to study.Qin An could feel his father's intention. As long as it was for his son, his own career could be put aside. It is conceivable that if Qin An applied for No. 2 Middle School, it would be much less trouble for the admissions work of No. 2 Middle School, but Qin Huai had never considered these. In his opinion, his son's studies were much more important than his own career.
How did you study at No. 1 Middle School when you fill in the application form?Li Qin said in confusion.
What I mean is that I will fill out my application and apply to No. 2 Middle School first.After the high school entrance examination, your enrollment work is over. I will find a way to borrow from No. 1 Middle School. The academic qualifications will be retained at No. 2 Middle School, but I usually attend No. 1 Middle School.Qin An smiled. The difference between No. 1 and No. 2 Middle School is actually the overall student quality and faculty.My academic qualifications are retained at No. 2 Middle School, and my studies are always at No. 1 Middle School. This is no longer different from the learning environment you most want me to get, right?
Qin Huai and Li Qin looked at each other, how could this be done?
Why can't this work?It’s not that I don’t have such things as borrowing, but at most I just spend more money. If you are afraid that I am a borrowing student, my academic performance and school assessment will not be blocked, and the teacher will not like me, it will be easy. Isn’t it just a matter of spending money?During the holidays, you will give my class teacher and subject teacher more money. Don’t they look at me differently?Even if they don’t accept it, they understand your intentions and it’s still okay to treat ordinary students equally... A principal of a No. 2 Middle School gives them gifts, which is very respectful. Some teachers are like this, and they are more respectful than gifts.Qin An looked at his parents' surprised expression, "You are all rich people, and you should gradually get used to using the identity and ability of rich people to solve problems... If you can solve it with money, why not spend money?
Isn’t this a problem to find trouble?Although what Qin An said makes sense and is indeed a solution, Qin Huai still finds it difficult to accept, and his son is not inferior to anyone, why is it as if he is going to live under someone else's roof?
Dad, this is the best of both worlds.Think about it, if I get the first place in the county in the middle school entrance examination, I will apply for No. 2 Middle School, which is a live advertisement for No. 2 Middle School itself, right?Everyone will say that the top scorers in the county’s high school entrance examination are in No. 2 Middle School, and they are also the son of Principal Qin of Qin. This means that Principal Qin can teach his son and teach and manage his children. If he is not capable, how could his son be so powerful?Qin An was not ashamed, and his self-proclaimed appearance seemed to be a sure thing for him to be the top scorer in the county's high school entrance examination.
Just watch you brag!Li Qin is full of confidence in her son. If you get second place in the exam, your mother will not be able to spare you.
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