Choi Geun sat across from him, opened his notebook and asked questions.

The two chatted for almost half an hour, but Yi Shaofeng's spirit couldn't keep up, so the two terminated the negotiation.

What he didn't expect was that his lecture in this section would spread in the shortest possible time.

"Is this really our town's kid?"

When the town leaders heard Cui Gen's report, they reconfirmed the child's identity and called someone to go to the police station to transfer the household registration file.

The senior county officials were also surprised and excited; in this era, the qigong craze has not completely dissipated, and the whole people have started the movement of creating a child prodigy, and having a child prodigy is not only the pride of their parents, but also the political achievements of the region.

After reading the documents and video films, they were solemnly packed again and sent to the city as quickly as possible.

Such a level of reporting, but these seem to have nothing to do with him, because at the moment he is biting the pen with his teeth.

When he arrived at school in the morning, he was called to the office by Mr. Yang; he handed him two pieces of paper, opened them and saw that one of them was entitled "My Motherland" and asked him to write an essay praising the motherland, with no restriction on genre, no less than 500 words; while the other was a little more difficult, it was an argumentative essay, "Why should we study"; both essays were not difficult, the difficulty was that you had to write the characteristics of the first one, and the second one should be from the perspective of a teenager.

This time it took a long time, and it took him almost an hour to write both essays. Teacher Yang picked it up and read through it, commenting:

"The first article of my motherland is well written; you start from the change of history, talk about the hard-won good life, summarize the tenacity and diligence of the people; although there is a suspicion of showmanship, but it also shows that the basic skills are solid; the second article is a bit unsatisfactory, it is difficult to think of high scores, I look at the leave note you wrote to me last time, I look good, why don't you continue to write that way of thinking this time, this time I write it, just two words "naïve". ”

He wanted to say that the leave slip last time was pure nonsense, but in order not to challenge Mr. Yang's authority, he said in another way:

"I don't feel like I'm writing an essay like a child, and it doesn't make the examiner uncomfortable to read. ”

"It's good to know how to empathize, but you have to know that you can't get a good ranking if you don't have any special features, and besides, when you teach the whole village, how can you not be afraid of others being uncomfortable. ”

Teacher Yang was a little speechless, this kid thought a lot, but he valued him because his compositions were sophisticated, with a unique perspective, and often gave people a refreshing feeling.

In this way, under the coercion and temptation of Mr. Yang, the second article was written again, how the writing is old-fashioned, how to write the perspective is unique, how to blow the sycophants louder;

When I arrived home at noon, there was actually an acquaintance at home; Yang Hong of the provincial TV station, but this time it was not two people, but three people, Yang Hong introduced, another handsome uncle in his thirties, who turned out to be a reporter from Xinhua News Agency, named Shao Wancheng.

"Sister Yang, don't say hello before you come, the conditions at home are too hard, if you don't hurry to leave in the afternoon, when you finish eating, let's go to the town." ”

After shaking hands with the three of them, he smiled and said to Yang Hong, not that he was unwilling to expose the situation of his family, but if he photographed the situation at home, the contrast with his current economic situation was too obvious, and it would give people the illusion of deliberately pretending.

The trio were also noncommittal, some people are reluctant to expose their privacy, and they are journalists, which is understandable. At noon, they had a homely meal at his house, and they all praised his mother's cooking skills.

"By the way, Sister Yang, how did you get here?"

Preparing to leave for town, it doesn't make sense to see their transport.

Yang Hong's big watery eyes glanced at him resentfully, and said:

"It's not your village's road yet, our car can only be parked in the town, I said that your village is developing well, so you can't spend some money to repair the road, and my ankles are swollen. ”

As he spoke, he rolled up the corners of his trousers, revealing his skin like jade porcelain, and gently pinched it with his hand, he wanted to go up and help pinch it, and looked up at the other two men's slightly straight eyes, and felt a strong contempt in his heart. Then he digressed from the topic:

"Then you wait a while, I'll go find a tractor, otherwise it won't be easy to carry this instrument back to the town. ”

After saying that, I went to my uncle's house, and now it is the most idle season of the year in the countryside, so my uncle has just eaten and has nothing to do.

It's still the familiar room in the town's acquisition station, where the four of them sit opposite each other, and the two of the last interviews are not allowed, they are not allowed to reveal their age, and they are not allowed to record the video, and now they are meaningless, and the video of the training is probably seen by those who should have seen it.

Shao Wancheng was mainly responsible for this question, and the two of them carried out friendly consultations on the current economic development, and looked forward to and discussed the next step of enterprise development; well, no; it was a question and an answer, mainly asking him the original intention of carrying out this course, and the source of the content he talked about; the original intention was easy to answer, but the source of the content, his answer was relatively vague, reading newspapers, listening to the radio, and his daily thoughts, this set could barely cope with it.

The next day, three more people came, and when they asked, they found out that they were the leaders of the University of Science and Technology; the purpose of coming was to investigate whether he had the qualifications to be recruited into the junior class of the University of Science and Technology; my father was very moved, but that was the University of Science and Technology, alas, how proud he was to say it.

I didn't expect to be rejected by him;Just kidding,Everyone in the junior class has a plug-in.,Although I'm a little ahead of my time.,But the IQ will be crushed by them to the point that there's no scum left;But he still left a mouth.,The reply to them is,I still want to enjoy my childhood more.,Besides, I'm starting a business.,There are more things.,If you go in, you may not be able to keep up.;Wait for the future.,He'll accept the call of the University of Science and Technology.。

In the murderous eyes of my father, I still sent the three teachers away.

Another Saturday, he was still standing on the platform made of the square table, but this time he had a full set of microphone equipment, which was seconded by the town to use, and he finished all the content that was not covered in the previous class, and he also assigned homework, and corrected and explained on the spot in the next class. He didn't plan to talk about it more, there were three classes in total, and the enlightenment was almost enlightened.

What he didn't expect was that this training, he inspired several people, and let them stand at the top of the industry pyramid in the future; the business community in later generations did not call him chairman or general manager, but teacher; he was known as the father of entrepreneurship in the business world, of course, this is a later story.