The most annoying thing is that there are still a few leaders in the school, these four small farmers, the top students in the school building, although they only study stool, but the stool he studies is unique.

There is also a hybrid seed, which is also a unique research, as well as Shen 100 billion plant genetics, those achievements, all teachers and students have seen. Not to mention that they can control the deformation of the fruit, take those four or five meters high sugarcane as an example, it is an achievement.

Three of them were expelled, and even Lin Xiafan, a genius in natural climate sowing research, was also expelled, and the four of them were mixed up, if they sold those technologies to some foreign countries, or some groups. It's not strange to be able to drive a Ferrari or a Humvee, but the most annoying thing is that in their botanical garden, all the experiments have been eradicated, and not even a single head is left, so angry that the principal pointed at the president of the student union and scolded.

"Headmaster, it was you who said that the fight must be severely punished. Said the president of the student union.

"How do I know, it's a few of them fighting, and now you can see the forum in the school, look at what is behind the people, that's the grades, look at what is written on the forum. They said that it was normal for genius students to fight in school, and everyone knew that Wang Bawan was looking for trouble with them. The principal has been paying attention to the forum in the school, because the forum is related to the style of the school, and also supervises the movement of the school and says: "Genius students, fighting, at most just a demerit and forget it, alas, if they develop in the future, the news announcement, stinky saying that our school is covering up rich students, you see, can I still sit in this position?"

"Just a few small peasants, can they be developed? If they can be developed, the sky will fall!" muttered the fellow, who was the president of the student union and the part-time director.

It is undeniable that in the eyes of everyone, small peasants are a kind of garbage, a kind of special that has no future, because those who become big officials are the descendants of officials. The third generation of red, the fourth generation of red, the descendants of those who made contributions to the founding of the country, are the future generals of the country, small farmers, no matter how hard they work, if they don't have their backs, after graduation, they will only be mixed with a director or something.

The principal is scolding the director below, and the forum has an update information, and the picture is an endless picture, up to the size of hundreds of acres of land. Hundreds of farmers are piling small flat mounds, and many workers are installing metal scaffolding, automating irrigation one by one on the ground. Under the post, it is written that 300 acres of land, under the guidance of agricultural college students on the first day, will be sown in the west under the guidance of agricultural college students.

In addition to this photo and post, there is another one, 250 acres have grown a green shoot, the following post says: Do you know, what is planted on the 250 acres of land here? Do you know how long it will take to plant?

Fortunately, Shi Zixiang didn't release those photos on the hillside, if such a piece of more than 1,000 acres of ginseng seedlings were released, not to mention alarming the school, alarming the world.

Alas, we can't blame these strange people, because they are small farmers, they have always been looked down upon, and they have always been trampled on by the rich. They let it out to tell some people that they are the best and the best. Just like those migrant workers, without culture, skyscrapers can be built, and without them, there are no skyscrapers in the world.

Shuangyue, who had just returned to school, except for the school forum about himself and Lin Xiafan, did not expect that Lin Xiafan would return to his village and make such a big move, contracting more than a few hundred acres of land.

And I don't know what has been planted 250 acres, but the professional teacher, that is, I can see at a glance that it is a sugarcane seedling, and it is very likely that these 250 acres of land are planted with Shen 100 billion of genetically mutated sugarcane.

Lin Xiafan didn't know about the forum in this school, and he was not interested, because they were no longer students in the school, and he was now a small farmer who was just starting out.

He is now driving a small car to beat Lin Caiqing, a big beauty, and finding her, not to worry about her body, but to ask her to purchase a few cars. Now they drive their own Humvees, and their brothers can't drive Volkswagen and vans, right? They can fight for themselves, drop out of school together for themselves, and in ancient times, they were brothers who were born and died.

"Get off the sail, come, go to my sister's office, and slowly talk about buying a car. Lin Caiqing hadn't seen this little enemy for a few days, and she wanted to kill him.

"Hmm!" Lin Xiafan said this time, not only planning to buy a car for Linglong'er, but also for their three brothers to buy a car.

Who knew that when she entered Lin Caiqing's office, this mature beauty pounced on Lin Xiafan, a small farmer, hugged him tightly, sent her fragrant kiss to Lin Xiafan's mouth, took off his clothes, and pushed down the soft sofa.

"Caiqing, did you lock the door?" Lin Xiafan didn't want to be disturbed by others halfway.

"It's locked, little wrongdoer, I miss my sister, come, let me take the initiative, sit down!" Lin Caiqing said while taking off her professional clothes and running in front of Lin Xiafan, serving him.

I have to say that a mature woman is cool, but Lin Xiafan didn't expect her to be so bold. No matter who is active or passive, the last two are in the office, developing the joy of fish and water, turning the clouds and rain......

Afterwards, Lin Xiafan and this girlfriend talked about buying a small car, a Lamborghini sports car of 10 million yuan, a Porsche of 5 million yuan, a Bugatti Veyron of 10 million yuan, a Maserati of about 8 million yuan, a Maybach of about 9 million yuan, etc. The requirements are all sports car models, because the roads in the mountain villages have been supplemented by the oil cedar roads, and these cars with low chassis can be driven.

"Do you owe me the car I gave you, it's too cheap?" Lin Caiqing said when she heard Lin Xiafan's words, and while getting dressed, she let Lin Xiafan's hand pump oil on her.

"No, but these cars, I bought them for my brother, money is not a problem, some time ago, I sold something and received 100 million yuan. Lin Xiafan thought of receiving 100 million yuan in cash from Long Ling'er's uncle Long Hua yesterday and said: "Don't look at me like this, this money is my own, not your investment industry, our industry was planted yesterday, and it also started this afternoon, but it will only start to earn after one or two months." ”

"I didn't mean that, I said yes, you gave such an expensive car to your brother, do you also give me one, you know, I have my own car, but my boyfriend gave it to me, and I own it, it's two different things. Lin Caiqing said to the little farmer with a smile.

"Okay, I'll give you 60 million yuan, after you buy these cars, you can buy whatever you want with the rest of the money. Lin Xiafan hugged her in his arms and kissed her face that had not receded.

"Really, then I'll buy a red Lamborghini!" she said.

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