Chapter 45: You at the Table
Mr. Wu did not dye his hair black as before this time, and his white temples showed the ruthlessness of the years.
In addition to teaching and educating people in his life, the only thing he can't let go of is his daughter Wu Mengru, who was admitted to Beihang last year and is the most promising person in Awei's class.
I don't know when the success of all students in their first 20 years old has always been linked to the quality of the university.
All the people present still remember that when Mr. Wu was so drunk that he called a few noisy people who were studying at night to the pond outside the classroom, Ah Wei will never forget the white leather shoes he wore that night, and he was kicked a few times.
"Where's Ah Wei?"
In addition to the top three eugenics in the class, the most unforgettable thing for the head teacher is those straw bales who do not obey discipline, and Ah Wei "gloriously" belongs to the latter.
"Teacher Wu!"
Because he couldn't drink, Ah Wei held a cup of hot tea in both hands, and before the tea, he also deliberately put a piece of Hetianxia in front of the teacher, which was put in the inner pocket of his jacket by his father before he went out.
He didn't understand the point of digging a hole in this filter, why it was worth 100 oceans.
"Where's the exam?"
"At the University of Technology, my family thinks it's good to work in the province after graduation."
Ah Wei explained 1510 times, unlike those underground couples who held hands and toasted with the teacher, Ah Wei respected Teacher Wu from the bottom of his heart.
"It's a pity, at the age of almost twenty, it's better to go out and see the world more."
The old man drank alcohol and his face was on his face, and the amount of alcohol did not get better with age, but he didn't care that Ah Wei was just a cup of bitter tea in his hand.
After three rounds of drinking, the first round of staggering on the table is over, and those who mix well always seem to be covered with nails under their chairs, and their butts can't stick.
Like Ah Wei, Wu Mengru never left her seat from beginning to end, she was already shy, her father obviously drank a little too much, coupled with the identity of the head teacher's daughter, even Li Xiang, the most mixed in the class, poured her wine.
No matter how good the amount of alcohol is, he can't withstand the wheel war, and after a while, Mr. Wu got into a taxi home with the support of the class leader and the study committee.
"How are you doing all these years?"
This time it was Wu Mengru's words, which confirmed the old saying, the older a person is, the less courageous he is, and the old men who were able to sneak in other people's hands during naps have also become cowards who dare not take the lead.
Chen Wenqing's sentence is a waste of money, and Ah Wei has seen it thoroughly.
Ah Wei said hello perfunctorily, and he didn't know what the definition of good was in the other party's heart.
"I'll tell you a secret!"
Wu Mengru was still afraid that others would hear it, so she got up and sat down in the seat next to Ah Wei.
"My dad actually knew about the two of us!"
"How so?"
Ah Wei remembers that the seats in junior high school were not arranged according to grades like in high school, only considering height, he was only about 1.4 meters at that time, which was considered to be a short person in the class.
He hasn't changed his table for three years, and several pairs of early signs of showing mountains and rivers have been strangled to death by Teacher Wu in swaddling clothes, especially the famous pair in their class, the male is arranged to sit at the podium, and the female is at the end of the class.
"At that time, you taught me mathematics, and we both got good grades, and my dad turned a blind eye, don't believe it, this is what my dad told me personally before I went to college."