The meeting was suspended.

Tang Puding, Qi Chen, Qin Yao, plus Xu Mengchang, were politely invited out of the conference room by the staff.

Before leaving, Tang Pudding naturally walked to the air conditioner in the corner of the conference room and pressed it.

The leaders didn't pay attention to their own thoughts, but Xu Menghai has been paying attention to this strange talent who makes him happy and makes him worried.

"What did you do just now?" Walking out of the conference room, Xu Mengchang asked worriedly.

"You've been kicked out too? Hey, the admissions teacher really has no status!"

Tang Pudding didn't answer, but just sighed to himself.

Xu Mengchang's face quickly darkened, and he forgot what he had just asked.

He's just an admissions teacher, and he's either a principal or an academician in the conference room.

Not to mention why this guy doesn't say that he is much younger than those leaders!

Don't bully the poor boy and don't understand?!

Well, Xu Mengchang discovered that the thing in front of him definitely has a special function, a special function that makes people can't help but want to do something to him when they see it.

"Pudding, I found out, you were born MT!"

In the lounge next to the conference room, Qi Chen looked at Xu Mengchang's face that no one was allowed to enter, and complimented him softly.

Qi Chen now admires himself more and more as a tablemate.

Let's not talk about solving problems, just two sentences can make the teacher who can only look up want to die, this ability is what Qi Chen wants most.

"Do you think it's refreshing to feel like people want to beat you to death, but they are helpless?

Xu Mengchang, who was sitting next to him, had a darker face!

Although he wanted to say, "Yes, yes!" Qi Chen felt that he still had to give the teacher a little face, so he could only nod like a chicken pecking rice.

"But your strength doesn't allow it!" Tang Pudding continued with a serious sigh.

Qi Chen was stunned, and his face chased after Xu Mengchang, is this thing purely trying to talk to death?

"Poof......" Qin Yao really didn't collapse, and accidentally laughed out loud.

She really hadn't found out before that Tang Pudding had such a funny side, so what else was this guy hiding?

"Yaoyao, are you suddenly curious about me?" Tang Pudding asked suddenly.

Qin Yao was stunned? So she set herself on fire?

"I tell you, when a woman becomes curious about a man, that's the beginning of her fall. I'll admit I'm good, so you're going to face tough competition! To capture my heart, you can consider the maid outfit I told you earlier! Remember to lace it!"

Tang Pudding said very sincerely.

Qin Yao's face was expressionless, well, if she hadn't said in front of Xu Mengchang that she would always follow Tang Pudding, she would definitely use a chair to smash this guy to death!

The four people in the lounge were completely speechless.

Tang Pudding once again achieved the achievement of talking to death in three sentences.

......

In the conference room on the other side, the school leaders are urgently negotiating.

"Old Meng, are you serious?"

"yes!

"If you really want to do this, will you be laughed at? There is no precedent?!"

Lao Meng waved his hand, vigorously overcame public opinion, and said sonorously: "What is no precedent? Who dares to laugh at us? Could it be that if there is one more department, Tsinghua University will not be that Tsinghua University?!"

"What about your confidence? Will there be a precedent for reform and opening up? It's not like crossing the river by feeling the stones? Do you want to push people like Tang Pudding out?"

"Besides, didn't I stipulate the conditions? For the time being, it's just one year, and if they can't make any achievements within a year, this promise will be null and void! If they make achievements, they are also achievements made during Tsinghua University, and the honor is Tsinghua's, but everyone's!"

"Don't you want Tsinghua University to produce a Fields Medal winner in the future?

A series of rhetorical questions full of momentum instantly shut everyone up.

Oh, yes!

What Tsinghua wants for a hundred years is a sense of innovation!

What are they afraid of?

Jokes?

What other school in the country can recruit a student who can prove Poincaré's conjecture just after entering the school?

This alone can blow for a long time, there is wood?

"Okay, I agree in principle, but there should be a quantitative standard for making grades, right?" Principal Qian hesitated for a moment, then nodded heavily.

This sentence can be regarded as completely opening everyone's minds.

"Well, since it's a grade, at least it has to be able to publish academic papers in the world's top ten journals!"

Someone added.

"This can be had! What if that guy is going to do some research?"

"At the very least, you must win a national innovation award, or achieve greater economic or social value!"

"Well, this specific quantitative standard can also be adopted later!

"Do you have to win a Nobel Prize once in four years of college?"

"This ...... Lao Cao, is it too much? Let a college student win the Nobel Prize?"

"Wait, don't you feel a little cold?" said Lao Meng suddenly.

"Don't say it, it does feel quite cold, hey, who turned the air conditioner to 16 degrees? Xiao Zhang, what are you doing with the air conditioner temperature turned down so low?" said Lao Qian very dissatisfied.

"No, it's always been 26 degrees, eh? No, the high school student just left and seemed to have pressed the air conditioner a few times!" said the staff member who hurriedly walked into the conference room.

A group of old people who were hundreds of years old were stunned for a moment.

After a while, the old Cao faintly came out with a sentence: "Well, add one, during Tsinghua University, it is forbidden to cause trouble! I absolutely absolutely never want to wipe his ass!"

All the leaders thought deeply and nodded one after another, even Lao Meng, who liked Tang Pudding the most, nodded more often than anyone else after touching the goosebumps on his bare arms.

......

"The leaders agreed to your request in principle, but at the same time, the school also had several requirements. ”

In the middle of the meeting, Xu Mengchang was called into the conference room, and after the face-to-face teaching, he became a microphone.

This shows that the leaders no longer want to have a direct dialogue with Tang Puding.

Xu Mengchang could understand, especially when he knew that Tang Pudding had turned the air conditioner to the lowest level when he left the conference room, and almost froze a bunch of national treasures.

Well, for the sake of the health of the leaders, he must do a good job in the task of this microphone.

Otherwise, what if the leaders are angry?

In the words of Principal Qian, "You got the trouble!

The next sentence is Lao Meng's original words: "Tang Pudding must come to Tsinghua University! But he must come according to our requirements! Xiao Xu, it's up to you!"

Xu Mengchang was about to cry at that time!

When he said the sentence just now in the face of Tang Puding, he suddenly wanted Zhang Huaqing to appear in front of him and take away the one in front of him - big trouble!