Huang Jingping was wearing a morning jogging tracksuit, this set of clothes was washed every two or three days, and now it seems that it was used as work clothes, with a shower cap on her head and a mask on her face, and she was fully armed, pushing the vacuum cleaner up from downstairs, "The first floor is done?"

"Yes," she held the brush to Feng Yiping, grinning, "Look at the sword,"

Feng Yiping smiled and pushed it away, "Stop, tell you something serious, my parents, your parents, will come to the house in a few days,"

"Ah!" Huang Jingping was a little panicked when she heard this, and ripped off her mask, "What's the matter?"

"It's nothing, just look at us,"

"How come? My parents didn't call me,"

"Mayor Huang just called me, I sent him an invitation, and he agreed,"

"What Mayor Huang, what are you calling it?" Dad was promoted, of course Huang Jingping was happy, but she was a little embarrassed in front of Feng Yiping, "It's really okay?"

"It's really fine, just let them come over for a visit, you go ahead and clean it thoroughly, the kitchen and bathroom are left for me to clean tomorrow, and I'll deal with the documents first." ”

Feng Yiping entered the study, but he didn't approve the documents immediately, he leaned back in the chair, looking at the pale blue sky outside the window, it stands to reason that his parents are coming, he should be happy, but he is always a little melancholy in his heart.

He understands very well that he should do this, but at the same time, he also understands that if he does this, even if he does not push Zhang Yan farther and farther, it is also creating obstacles among them.

Huang Jingping, who was a little excited, was dusting the balcony on the second floor, and originally wanted to say something to Feng Yiping, but seeing him sitting motionless in the chair, he was also thoughtful, and his movements became softer at the moment.

Missed class for more than ten days at once, Feng Yiping also set a record this time, and when he returned to school the next day, he was very low-key, but under the cover of the classmates he asked. He only had one roll call that he didn't mix, and of course, probably not on the record, the school spirit. Really free.

However, he didn't dare to slack off, and after taking a section on the principles of economics, he walked around among his classmates, and came out with a large stack of notes, and some more. It's a job that is in a hurry now, and it can be handed in on time, in short, the next half a month will not be too easy.

The car was also stuffed, and the schoolbag was also full, Feng Yiping was thinking about going to the parking lot and putting these away first, and the counselor, Mr. Xiao Jin, walked a few steps away in a beige windbreaker, and saw him so dying. Feng Yiping couldn't hide if he wanted to, he was really worried about something.

"Hello Mr. Jin, your dress today is too handsome!" Seeing that he couldn't avoid it, Feng Yiping generously took the initiative to come forward to say hello.

Like most counselors, Mr. Jin is also a senior brother who stayed in school after graduation, and his family conditions are good, and he usually dresses up more fashionably than other students.

"Yo, the task is very heavy, so many notes, it seems that you haven't missed class for a day or two. ”

In the corridor on the second floor, Gao Heng looked at the scene below proudly.

"How dare I, Mr. Jin, I'm carrying forward my style and helping everyone bring these things back to the dormitory. ”

"Let's go. Go to my office," Mr. Kim said to him indiscriminately.

"Instructor, what's wrong?" was caught by the counselor when he returned to school, didn't it be such a coincidence, did someone make a small report?

He glanced upstairs and saw Gao Heng shrink in. Your sister's must be your boy!

"Don't worry, although some classmates reported to me that you were absent from class, but I didn't look for you for this today,"

Feng Yiping walked side by side with Teacher Jin, "I'm sorry Teacher Jin, I was in a bit of a hurry two days ago, and I didn't have time to say hello to your old man, so I went out for a few days, but don't worry, I won't miss a single class class,"

Teacher Jin didn't bother to delve into whether he was absent from class for a few days or more than ten days, "Whether you learn or not, how to learn, for you, you don't need me to do these jobs, you understand it yourself, I will say a little, time should be coordinated, you spend more time learning more now, and when you deal with work in the future, you will spend a lot less time, right?"

Do you dare to say that it is wrong?" "What you are teaching, instructor, I will definitely listen to your words, plan my time more scientifically and reasonably, dare to ask you what instructions you have for me?"

Teacher Jin didn't answer his question, looked at the deformed bag he was carrying, and smacked his lips with some regret, "This is genuine, you are really willing!"

"Oh, this is a gift from my sister, besides, isn't it just for use?"

"You know what? The third issue of your magazine has caused many teachers to fall through their glasses. Mr. Jin changed the topic again.

"Yes, I want it. ”

When he sent it, he could also see that the third issue of the magazine was the least disapproving by the teachers, mainly the words on the cover that were affirmative and the title party style, and the future of the Internet economy was hotly discussed all over the world, including some universities, when they were also scrambling to throw money at similar projects.

However, it is precisely like this, how dismissive it was, and how much attention it will be after the thirteenth, so some teachers who originally threw away the magazine he sent over later also turned over that issue of the magazine.

It can be said that Feng Yiping perfectly achieved his goal.

"There are a lot of talented people in your magazine!"

"I have spent a lot of effort to do this, and I have hired a lot of high-quality talents with high salaries, and I have established cooperative relationships with many experts," At this time, when it comes to his small magazine, Feng Yiping can't be modest.

"The college has decided, your magazines, the college library will order some, and there are many teachers, and they will also order themselves, so you don't have to work hard to deliver them one by one in the future, how about it, be happy!"

As soon as he arrived at the office, Mr. Jin told him good news.

"I'm happy, I'm also honored!" A magazine of more than ten yuan, that is, the library and various teachers, ordered two hundred copies together, and it was only three thousand yuan, whether it was for the college or the teacher, it was not a matter, "But, other colleges are not as visionary as our college?"

Other colleges, including the school's main office building, he has been cheeky enough to give a lot, but now only his own college has been in attendance, of course he is a little dissatisfied.

"Then it depends on yourself, I came to you today, mainly because of your application for the crowdfunding club, Mr. Chen was busy with work, and handed over most of the things to me, I worked with him to find the relevant departments, and I just got notice, your application was specially approved, and the college and the department also agreed in principle that you, a first-year student, should serve as the president, of course, you still have to participate in the induction training of the club department. ”

"Really?" This is another thing that makes Feng Yiping happy, he knows that his application is not within the scope of the regulations, and the original plan was to be a notice or a report, but he didn't expect it to be specially approved.

It seems that the rules are set to be broken, and it mainly depends on who the object is.

In that case, I, a first-year freshman, finally have some weight in school! No wonder some people reported that he was absent from class, but Mr. Jin didn't take it to heart.

"The main thing is that you, the initiator, are persuasive, and the school is willing to make some such attempts," Mr. Jin's words confirmed his guess.

Speaking of which, Feng Yiping's personal experience also played a great role in the reason why this application was approved, especially his magazine that impressed everyone.

In addition, the meaning of the school and the institute is that you should not expand the enrollment scale of members at present, and the current dozens of people are enough, since we are preparing some projects, then do the preliminary work more solidly, and do it well, so that after the second half of the school year, it is more convincing to recruit new members, don't you say?"

It seems that the school still has some concerns, whether it is the association that plans to work hard, or he, a first-year freshman, will become the president, but it just so happens that this coincides with Feng Yiping's plan.

"I understand, it's just to do more and talk less, do a good job and then publicize, and now quietly enter the village, don't shoot, right!" Feng Yiping summarized the central meaning of what Mr. Jin said.

"Yes!"

"No problem, thank you, guide!"

"Another point, you still have to pay attention to missing class, if you do have something, you must ask me for leave. ”

"Yes, that happens to be Mr. Jin, in the middle of next month, I have to take a week off, I have to go to the Canton Fair," Feng Yiping is who, beating snakes with sticks or something, he is the best.

Holding the fake note that Mr. Jin reluctantly approved, Feng Yiping walked out of the office, and ran into Gao Heng, an eyesore guy, and I don't know if he was waiting there on purpose.

"Yiping, what are you talking to the counselor, for so long?"

Feng Yiping didn't care about his careful thoughts, and took out the approved leave slip and shook it, "It's nothing, it's just a week off in advance." ”

How could this be the case again? Gao Heng was very disappointed, he prepared a lot of words, just waiting for Feng Yiping to come out, first pretend to comfort him, and then put up a few words of education, who knows, all of them will not be useful now.

Feng Yiping didn't have to look back to know that Gao Heng's face must be very exciting now, but he didn't bother to look at it, it seems that he still has to think of a way to educate Gao Heng well, otherwise there will inevitably be such a small trouble in the future, the matter is not big, the key is annoying.

And this time, it must be remembered by him, because he forgot about last year's events so quickly.

Some people are so cheap, don't you be that damn mother, he won't admit that you are his son.

Feng Yiping didn't be happy for long, and as soon as he walked to the parking lot, he received a call from Jin Ling, "Yiping, where are you? Come to the company as soon as possible, we are in trouble again." (To be continued.) )