Chapter 222: Grievances and Resentments

When Mo Chongqian finished the test paper, it was only ten minutes before the end of the exam. Pen ~ fun ~ pavilion www.biquge.info when he saw Zhong Lili's missed call, he called back and there was no answer for a long time.

There was also a missed call, and Mo Chongqian secretly screamed bad when he saw it.

"Uncle, what, I'm sorry I didn't go over tonight to celebrate. ”

"yes, it's a pity, I'll let everyone eat your share. ”

"I'll go to your place another day to play, of course, it's too expensive, my family has just changed from negative equity to zero equity. ”

Mo Chongqian was on the phone while picking up a boxed lunch. At this time, the math teacher had already taken Mo Chongqian's test paper and didn't know where to go.

After apologizing to his uncle, Mo Chongqian hung up and continued to call Daddy Mo.

"Smash, Party A returned a sum of money, although it was only 20,000 yuan, it was money anyway. You can come to the hostel, I'll take a little of your living expenses first......" Daddy Mo's voice sounded reminiscent of the fish cubs that could jump two more times in a pond that had just dried up.

"Dad, during this time, I have been living at the teacher's house, participating in teaching experimental projects, and I don't have any money, and. If you save it, you can repay the loan first. ”

"I also said that you should come to me first to stay in a hostel with me, but I am afraid that the two of us will let the debt collectors catch together, and the Mo family will cut off the incense. Are you living at your teacher's house?"

“…… Daddy is still ready to continue the strings," Mo Chongqian said with his fingers flicking his forehead, "No problem, I won't go." Because of participating in the experiment, the teacher has food and accommodation. ”

"Well, convey my thanks for me. Then I'll pay back 10,007 first. You must study conscientiously and seize the opportunity of teaching experiments to start a small stove! Don't be lazy! Don't touch games!"

“…… Dad, are you free tomorrow afternoon? Mo Chongqian was repeatedly emphasized by Daddy Mo's problem with the game, and he was also very unhappy, thinking that he could receive the award in public tomorrow afternoon, and the scenery was infinite, so he simply let Daddy open his eyes, and by the way, give him a face-to-face shock and surprise.

Who said that there is only a golden house in the book, and there is also it in the game. And not only that, Yan Ruyu is not lacking,...... It's better to say that everything is in the game and in the dream.

"Tomorrow afternoon, what's going on. ”

"Two o'clock, there is an event on the Tengyun Group's side, you and I will go with ......"

"Where are you going?" Daddy Mo was suddenly startled, as if the lid of the pot had been miraculously knocked away like a salted fish that had been thrown into the pot.

"Yes, Tengyun's press conference. ”

"Smash. Read it with me. ”

"It's a dead end when it comes to games, yes, yes. ”

"I will never step into the clouds in my life. ”

……

What's going on? Mo Chongqian thought to himself, he hadn't heard his father say it before. Did he have any holiday with Tengyun?...... However, if you think about it carefully, Daddy Mo is a programming ape, and it is not a strange thing for an IT company to collapse if it is merged by Tengyun or unfair competition and suppression.

It's understandable if you think so.

"Dad, could it be that our family went bankrupt before, and was it squeezed out or squeezed by Tengyun Group?"

"It's not!"

As soon as he found the clue to the answer, this seedling was cut by Daddy Mo in an instant. Mo Chongqian rubbed his forehead, this time he really couldn't think of any other possibility, so he had to say tentatively: "Tengyun will send money to those present." ”

"I don't want to be fed. You are not allowed to go. "Toot, toot...... The phone hangs up.

Mo Chongqian still wanted to fight back, but he couldn't think of any excuses, and guessed that Father Mo was still angry, so he thought it was better to forget it.

"What is Daddy doing, do you have any deep hatred with Tengyun......" Mo Chongqian thought of Tengyun, and then remembered Yin Anzhen's starry smile, and then immediately thought of Zhong Lili's cold moon-like face.

He put the fried fat sausage in the lunch box into his mouth, bit it twice, and spit it into the wastebasket. Although the math teacher can guess the students to the bottom of the sky, these bear children have no secrets in his eyes, but after all, he still can't know what a student likes to eat.

Looks like I'm going to be hungry at night.

Speaking of which, where did the math teacher take the test paper he just did?

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"I'm sorry. I'm coming. The math teacher walked into the conference room of the office building, which was full of people from the school leadership, the gray-haired old principal, the director of the political and educational office with a bright forehead, the red-clothed middle-aged women's grade leader, and the math group leader who looked like a professor.

"Your computer-aided teaching experiments can't be continued. The director of the Political and Educational Affairs Office tapped his fingers on the table.

"Unfortunately, we discussed that the student population of our school is too poor to have the basis for this kind of pedagogy. The red-clothed middle-aged women's grade leader turned around and said.

The math teacher was glowing from the gold rim to the spectacle lenses, and the corners of his mouth were slightly raised. Then he reached into his arms, grabbed something, and threw it forward.

The old professor's mathematics team leader picked up the other side of the page, flattened it on the table in the conference room, and began to read the paper carefully. Everyone else is waiting for the results.

Looking at it, the old professor, the head of the mathematics group, brought the test paper to the tip of his nose.

Wow. Page. The crowd continued to fall silent. You can hear pins falling in the house.

The old professor, the head of mathematics, put together the test papers.

Then two tears slipped from the corners of his eyes.

"The unified examination of this school has been saved!" the old professor, the head of the mathematics group, stood up and cried tears of joy to announce.

"How many points?", "Didn't you cheat?", "Did you do it for 5 hours?", and the teachers all gathered around.

The young math teacher, seeing that all the teachers had moved out of the way, walked straight to the old principal and bowed slightly: "Then, please approve my funds." ”

"But!" the red-clothed middle-aged female grade leader stood up and waved her hands, "Do you know that last night a nearby game hall sent out a discount advertisement, which attracted many of our students to run and play. Even if you have achieved a certain grade, how can you prove that students will not be in a situation where they will not waste their studies?"

"It's simple," the young math teacher held out to her, "and there's enough money to do more experiments, and when the number of people participating in the experiments reaches one-tenth of the school, the error is minimal." ”

"Damn...... the middle-aged aunt in red gritted her teeth. The school has limited funds, and he demolished the east wall to make up the west wall, and originally wanted to suppress this young boy, but he grabbed the key and used his own rhetoric instead.

"Then, principal, I apply for an extension of the experiment for another week," the young math teacher said, looking at the middle-aged aunt in red with a meaningful gaze, "Thank you for your support." ”

"That's it," said the old headmaster, getting up, "and that's the end of today's meeting. Oh guys, don't forget tonight, help my son cast your precious vote in the draft! Whoever voted today can vote after 12 o'clock!"