The Rolls-Royce slowly drove into the gate of the elementary school.

Jiang Xiaojia studied in a famous primary school in the city, and many families in the city are proud to send their children to study here.

But there are not many people who drive to the parent-teacher conference, a car is tens of thousands, hundreds of thousands, ordinary families can't afford it, the best car Yang Fei has seen is the Jetta that costs about 200,000 yuan, and the others are compact cars that cost tens of thousands of yuan.

As soon as Yang Fei got out of the car, he saw a round fat man coming down from a Xiali car next to him.

The fat man glanced at Yang Fei's Rolls-Royce, and said thoughtfully, "Are you Mr. Yang Fei?"

Yang Fei said: "I'm Yang Fei, who are you?"

"Hello, hello. The fat man said happily, "I am the deputy director of the Southern District Public Security Bureau, my name is Guo Bingshan, we had a meeting this morning, and I also mentioned you, Mr. Yang! So when I look at the car you drive, I know that it is you, and you are the only one in the province who sits in such a luxurious car! You see that I drive this car, a Xiali of tens of thousands of yuan, or a unit bus." ”

Yang Fei shook hands with him and said with a smile: "Fortunately." ”

Guo Bingshan asked, "Mr. Yang, what are you doing in this school?"

Yang Fei said: "Come to a parent-teacher meeting." ”

Guo Bingshan was stunned and said, "Mr. Yang, do you have younger brothers and sisters to go to school here?"

Yang Fei said with a smile: "A friend's daughter, his family is not there, and I will come to the meeting instead of them." ”

Guo Bingshan asked which class it was, and coincidentally, his son and Jiang Xiaojia were classmates.

The two chatted and entered the classroom.

When Jiang Xiaojia saw Yang Fei coming in, she waved her hand happily and shouted again: "Brother Yang Fei!"

"Xiaojia!" Yang Fei walked over with a smile and sat in her place, "At this time, what kind of parent-teacher meeting are you holding?

Jiang Xiaojia said: "I don't know! Wait for the teacher to come, you can ask him!"

Yang Fei snorted.

Parents meet in the classroom, and children run to the playground to play.

Guo Bingshan walked over and asked, "Mr. Yang, are you here for the Jiang Hall to hold a meeting?"

Yang Fei snorted, thinking that it was not unusual for Guo Bingshan to know Jiang Ziqiang's daughter.

Guo Bingshan has another layer of respect for Yang Fei.

can replace Jiang Ziqiang to hold a parent-teacher conference for his daughter, which shows that Yang Fei and the Jiang family have an unusual relationship!

Guo Bingshan said: "Mr. Yang, I have time to drink tea together." ”

Yang Fei smiled and agreed.

As soon as the teacher comes in, the parent-teacher meeting begins.

Parent-teacher meetings in schools are all similar, but poor schools may not hold parent-teacher meetings once in six years, ordinary schools hold parent-teacher meetings once a year, and good schools can hold parent-teacher meetings twice a semester.

Jiang Xiaojia's school holds two parent-teacher meetings every semester.

What the teacher talks about is nothing more than tuition and fees, academic performance, and the like.

Each parent paid 50 yuan in miscellaneous fees, and listened to a lot of clichés such as home-school communication and attaching importance to education.

To Yang Fei's relief, Jiang Xiaojia performed well in school, and was commended by the teacher for both academic performance and classroom performance.

The parent-teacher meeting lasted more than an hour before adjourning.

Before leaving, the teacher asked, "Who are Jiang Xiaojia's parents?"

Yang Fei was about to leave, and raised his hand when he heard the words: "I am." ”

"Please stay for a while, and the other parents can leave. The teacher said.

Yang Fei stayed.

After the other parents left, the teacher said to Yang Fei alone: "You are Jiang Xiaojia's brother, right? ”

Yang Fei snorted.

The teacher said: "That's right, Xiaojia's grades are very good, and he is also very disciplined, but there is one thing that makes us very worried as teachers." ”

Yang Fei thought to himself, a little girl, what can be something worth worrying about the teacher, so he listened patiently to him.

"Xiaojia has a tendency to fall in love. The teacher said such things with a serious face, almost not startling Yang Fei.

"What?" Yang Fei said in a lost voice, "Early love? This can't be, right? How old is she? Not even ten years old!"

The teacher said, "Yes, that's what worries me the most. ”

Yang Fei groaned: "Teacher, since you say so, there must be something to discover?"

The teacher took out a small textbook with the word composition written on it, and handed it to Yang Fei: "This is her notebook, fortunately I saw it, otherwise who would believe that a little girl of a few years old actually has a crush?"

Yang Fei still didn't believe it, took it, flipped through a few pages.

The teacher said, "This is probably Xiaojia's diary." It was accepted as a text by the representative of the language class. ”

Yang Fei looked at it and said, "It's nothing, it's all trivial things in life." ”

The teacher flipped to the last few pages and said, "Look here. What did she write?"

Yang Fei quickly browsed it.

The teacher stood next to him, pointed to the words on the notebook, and said, "You see, at night, I was scared, I got into the arms of the eldest brother, the eldest brother hugged me, I put my face on his hot body, and listened to his powerful heartbeat, I was not afraid." Look, is this a word that a child should write?"

Yang Fei was stunned, and then said with a smile: "Teacher, you misunderstood. I look at this date, it was written yesterday, and I know what's going on. The big brother written by Xiaojia is me. His grandfather died, and his parents went back to their hometown to mourn. That's why I took care of her. Because she saw her grandfather die, after returning from the hospital, she had nightmares at night, dreaming of her dead grandfather, she said that she had dreamed of ghosts, so she was afraid. It was I who held her and she slept soundly. ”

The teacher sighed: "I see! Fortunately, a false alarm." I thought ......"

Yang Fei smiled: "No matter what, I want to thank you, such a thing is indeed not to be underestimated." You teach Chinese well, Xiaojia is so young, you can write such a good diary, maybe you will be a great writer in the future!"

The teacher said: "Yes, yes, especially a good seedling like Xiaojia, our school and teachers attach great importance to it." President Wan's father has passed away, Xiaojia can still continue to study, which is really good. ”

Yang Fei thought to himself, this teacher must know the profession of Jiang Xiaojia's parents, but this is nothing.

After chatting with the teacher for a few words, Yang Fei left.

When I came to the car, I saw that Guo Bingshan hadn't left yet, and it seemed that he was waiting for him.

Sure enough, when Guo Bingshan saw Yang Fei coming over, he stepped forward and said with a smile: "Mr. Yang, Xiaojia is fine, right?"

Yang Fei said: "It's okay. ”

Guo Bingshan rubbed his hands and said with a smile: "Children's education is really a big problem! Well, Mr. Yang, it's better to meet by chance, please have a cup of tea!"

Yang Fei's heart moved, thinking that the police station where his father was located happened to be under the management of Guo Bingshan, although this Guo Bingshan's position was not high, but the county official was not as good as the current management, and it was better to find someone else to do things with him, so he nodded neatly: "I just want to invite Guo Ju to enjoy his face and drink a cup of tea!"

When Guo Bingshan heard this, he immediately radiated and said with a smile: "Mr. Yang, please!"