The news of the start of the winter camp was like an invisible ripple, which quickly spread on the campus of Kitahara No. 1 Middle School. The school's principal, vice principal, and dean of students met in a small conference room, and across from them sat Catherine and several of the Norton School teachers, including Clark and Billy.

The principal of Beiyuan No. 1 Middle School is surnamed Zhao, and he looks like a breeze to everyone on weekdays, with some intellectual arrogance, but today Principal Zhao has changed his usual reserve, and the folds on his face are almost smiling into a flower, which makes those who are familiar with him feel a big surprise.

Compared to the attitude of No. 1 Middle School, Catherine is much more casual. She leaned back in her chair lazily, her eyes hazy, as if she was thinking about something, outside of the mind.

There is a teacher named Sterling who discusses the specific things in the winter camp with No. 1 Middle School, including the time, place, and projects of the winter camp. Norton is very talkative, and the conditions carefully put forward by the No. 1 middle school will readily agree to the conditions as long as they are not too excessive.

As time passed, the expressions on the faces of President Zhao, Director Zhang and others became more and more relaxed, and they didn't pay as much attention to their words as before, and the last thing was to determine the list.

Needless to say, Norton College is naturally the group of students who accompanied the exchange, a total of eighteen people. According to common sense, the number of people participating in the winter camp at Kitahara No. 1 Middle School should be the same as this.

The dean of students held a list of students and exchanged views with Principal Zhao and several vice principals of the school. Several people's phones rang from time to time, and every time at this time, the owner of the phone looked helpless, and stepped outside the conference room to answer the phone, and when he came back, the expression on his face was mysterious. They both knew very well what the content of the call was, but at this time, everyone knew it.

Principal Zhao sighed, he knew that the news of the start of the winter camp could not be hidden, but he didn't expect it to spread so quickly. By the time he tried to block it again, it was too late. He wanted the school leaders at the meeting to turn off their phones, but he knew that even he couldn't do that.

In the eyes of others, they only saw the infinite scenery of him, the principal, but they didn't know that managing such a large school also had its own difficulties. Let's not talk about the education department in charge of Beiyuan No. 1 Middle School, let's just say that the area where the school is located is indispensable to deal with some people in all aspects. In addition, if the school wants to develop, it is indispensable to ask for some policies and financial support from above, in short, it is not easy for Principal Zhao's family to be.

The situation of other school leaders and Principal Zhao is similar, regardless of the identity of educators, they are ordinary people, they have to have seven emotions and six desires, three relatives and six reasons, and all kinds of relationships that they can't get rid of or don't want to get rid of, so they have to answer some phone calls.

Be right! Under Principal Zhao's thick glasses, it was hazy, making it difficult for people to guess his thoughts. However, in his heart, he had already made up his mind.

But as the phone calls increased, Principal Zhao found that the final development of the matter was beyond his control. Looking at the other school leaders, many of them have fine beads of sweat on their heads, you know, this is winter!

It seems that he still underestimated the impact of this winter camp, Principal Zhao pushed the frame of his glasses and smiled bitterly. The representative of Norton School on the other side was watching them, Principal Zhao felt that there was a mistake today, and if he knew that this situation would occur, he should have avoided these people from Norton School, and the people within the school would first hold a meeting to finalize the list.

There was no way, Principal Zhao gritted his teeth and decided to cut through the mess quickly and immediately set down the students who participated in the winter camp, otherwise the more it was delayed, the more complicated things would be. He picked up a red pen from the table, discussed it in a low voice with the other people, decided on one, wrote down the name on a blank piece of paper, and then immediately studied the next one.

Names were written on blank sheets of paper, and arguments inevitably arose as the number of spots remaining dwindled. The dissenters are not necessarily motivated by their own selfishness, or for that reason, the number of places is too sought-after, and the number of calls received by a few people just now is really a bit large.

What's more, the students who go to participate in the winter camp must have a group of students with excellent character and learning, otherwise they will end up in a mess, and they will lose the people of Beiyuan No. 1 Middle School.

Finally, eighteen names were set. Principal Zhao let out a sigh of relief, took off his glasses, and carefully wiped them with a cloth, the scene just now was no less than a battle for him.

After settling down, Principal Zhao remembered that the representative of Norton School was still waiting, thinking that the tables of several people who were arguing just now were all looked at, Principal Zhao's old face was red, and he was a little embarrassed. Fortunately, these people shouldn't know much about Huaxia, thinking like this, his heart is a little more relaxed.

Principal Zhao gestured to a young man who had been waiting there with his eyes, this young man was a translator sent by the city's Foreign Affairs Office, as for Ye Qingyu, Principal Zhao heard Director Zhang say that she had different opinions about the winter camp, so she was not allowed to participate in this meeting, at this time, you must not stab Lou Zi.

Without waiting for the interpreter to speak, Catherine, who had been leaning lazily on the chair, suddenly straightened up and smiled slightly: "All communicated?" ”

Sterling nodded, looking very respectful. Principal Zhao on the other side also knew what Catherine meant, and nodded.

With a move of Catherine's snow-white right palm, the white paper in Principal Zhao's hand with the list floating over. Her eyes swept over the paper, a smile appeared on her face, and with a flip of her right palm, a red pen appeared in her hand, the tip of the pen touched the paper, and a new name appeared on the list.

Li Yifan!!

The three Chinese characters are so upright that it's hard to believe that this one was written by a Europa. Principal Zhao and several other school leaders looked at each other, wondering why Norton School representatives would interfere with the student list of Beiyuan No. 1 High School. And this student named Li Yifan, who is it, and why did the representative of Norton School help him out.

Director Zhang smiled beside him and said, "Ms. Catherine, our list has been drawn up, this ......" In the words, the meaning of embarrassment is obvious.

The list of eighteen people sounds like a lot, but it takes a lot of brain cells to come up with it. Nie Lingyu, Wen Rou, and Su Xiaoguo, who were prominent in the last exchange form, still had to fill in, and it was really not good to move again.

As for this Li Yifan, Director Zhang also has some impressions, his grades are quite good, and he is one of the best in his grade. It's just that the last exchange, the table xiàn was very mediocre, and this time it was not counted. If you want to keep it with his grades, it won't be a problem to get into a good university, but as for this opportunity, it's better to leave it to others.

It's a pity that Catherine didn't care about these twists and turns at all, and her jade finger nodded on Li Yifan's name, "Without him, the winter camp would not be done." "The King of Abilities

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Chapter 285 of the main text.

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