So when Huang Dejiang picked up the phone and dialed the phone according to the contact information that Ning Feng left in junior high school, he was ready to criticize this student in the most stern tone. After all, if you want to reap the benefits, then harsh criticism is indispensable.

Of course, the phone number left by Ning Feng in school will not be his parents', since he bought the mobile phone, the phone number he left when he applied for the volunteer examination was his own. At that time, he didn't think that such a thing would happen, he just thought that if something happened, it would be good to contact himself. After all, I'm not really a kid either. You can solve everything on your own.

So when Ning Feng was having a "warm" conversation with Wang Xinshui, the principal of Tianshui No. 1 Middle School, his phone rang.

"I'm sorry, Principal Wang. You see... ”

After Ning Feng rang the phone, he took out the phone and looked at the principal with an embarrassed expression.

"It's okay, you just answer the phone. It's all trifles. It's not like there's no formal class yet, it's okay!"

Wang Xinshui waved his hand and signaled to Ning Feng that there was nothing to do. It's just a trifle anyway. As long as Ning Feng can come to their Tianshui No. 1 Middle School to go to school, they won't care about these small sections!

There was an unfamiliar number displayed on the other side of the phone, and after Ning Feng answered it, he said politely, "Hey, hello." I'm Ning Feng. Who are you?"

Just these two sentences, Wang Xinshui nodded with satisfaction, and then looked at the director of discipline. It means that if you look at Ning Feng, he deserves to be the champion of the high school entrance examination, he knows how to be polite, what a good child.

As for the director of discipline, he nodded helplessly. At the same time, I wailed in my heart: "How can I manage my students in the future, and I still know how to be polite? When a student goes to high school, the school will let you bring a mobile phone? This one brings a mobile phone to class, and I don't care if other children bring mobile phones? If this continues, do you want to be disciplined? As a principal, you are obviously doing this kind of differential treatment. Isn't it great to study well?"

The director of discipline is really right, in the eyes of the principal, good learning is really great. After all, he's the principal.

No matter how polite Ning Feng was, Huang Dejiang on the other end of the phone didn't appreciate it, but said very seriously: "Where are you now? Do you know, you're already late? You don't want to come! Give you ten minutes, if you haven't arrived, you won't be able to use it in the future! We don't welcome unruly students like you!"

As he spoke, the phone snapped and he hung up directly.

Ning Feng looked at the phone in his hand with an inexplicable look on his face. What's going on? This guy made the wrong call, right? What is this?

Even if Ning Feng was reborn, even if Ning Feng's wisdom and experience were much higher than those of ordinary students, it would still be inexplicable when he encountered this situation. After all, a guy who doesn't report his home comes up and asks you where you are, and then without waiting for you to answer, he just tells you a bunch of inexplicable things, and finally hangs up the phone directly. Anyone can feel a little inexplicable.

"What's wrong? What's going on?"

Wang Xinshui looked at Ning Feng, who had an inexplicable expression, and asked.

"I don't know, I must have made the wrong call!"

Ning Feng shook his head, and then said uncertainly.

"That's normal, after all, everyone makes the wrong call sometimes!"

Wang Xinshui didn't say anything else, but said with a smile on his stomach and Ning Feng. Well, which university will be admitted to three years later, this kid is indeed good, and he is actually ready to attack the highest university in China. I'm pretty sure. Well, a good boy.

Wang Xinshui thought secretly in his heart. At the same time, he began to continue to talk to Ning Feng about the college entrance examination three years later. According to Wang Xinshui's current mood, he can't wait for Ning Feng to represent their school and take the college entrance examination now. Then he was directly admitted to the highest universities in China. In this way, their school is also famous. Even in the school rankings, you can move up a few places. As for the helpless look on the side of the discipline director, Wang Xinshui chose to turn a blind eye.

On the other end of the phone, Huang Dejiang, who hung up the phone, had a sense of superiority on his face. Hmph, that's the benefit of having status. Although this so-called "status" is unstable and very unreal, it is enough for the parents of those children. I just criticized that student so harshly. That student must be very scared right now. I'm afraid that the third middle school will really not want him. Hmph, I guess the student's phone will come soon. At that time, Huang Dejiang was thinking about whether he should continue to be strict or should his tone be a little tactful. After all, it is impossible for the third middle school to really not want him. How can you say that he is also a top student in the college entrance examination, and that school dares not to do it? The principal has clearly told himself that this student must win. Since this is the case, Huang Dejiang touched his chin and began to think. It's better to be tactful for a while. Forget it, who made him the student whom the principal personally named. His parents' "little heart" will not be accepted by himself. But if his parents have to send it, then he can reluctantly accept it.

A minute later, Huang Dejiang swore and waited for the phone to ring.

Two minutes later, Huang Dejiang frowned slightly.

Five minutes later, Huang Dejiang became a little depressed. Why hasn't that student's phone been called? It shouldn't be, every year, the script isn't written like this.

Finally, when it was ten minutes later, Huang Dejiang couldn't help it, and then picked up the phone and dialed Ning Feng again.

"I didn't tell the student just now that he was from the admissions office of No. 3 Middle School. He didn't know his identity, so he didn't call. Yes, that's how it should be!"

Huang Dejiang definitely thought in his heart.