Chapter Twenty-Eight: The Prodigal Son Turns Back and Doesn't Change His Money
The admissions team of Qinghua University and Kyoto University has already settled in Suzhou Province, although Longcheng No. 1 Middle School is famous, but Suzhou Province is a big teaching province, Longcheng is much inferior to Jinling No. 1 Middle School, Jinling No. 13 Middle School, Foreign Chinese College and other schools.
After the college entrance examination, the students completely relaxed, everyone met for barbecue, beer, KTV, and invited Zhou Yi several times, but Zhou Yi refused.
Although the application has been reformed, and the decision will be made only after the scores come out, but on the third day after the exam, the students are recalled to the school to evaluate the scores.
No matter what the test is, everything is a certainty, there are joys and frustrations, and occasionally students tear up the textbooks in their hands, making confetti fly all over the sky.
Zhou Yi's class is an ordinary class, but the ordinary class of No. 1 Middle School is also a hidden dragon and a crouching tiger.
The head teacher has worked hard all year round, with a Mediterranean hairstyle, deep wrinkles on his face, and he has been competing for many years as the head of the grade group, and he has failed.
He seriously evaluated the score with every student, and when he saw that the female student had estimated 626 points, his face bloomed with a smile, and the study-committee member actually estimated 660 points, he lost his eyes with a smile, and Gao Xintian's 575 points, he also nodded frequently.
Seeing Li Xiaodao's 424 points again, his brows furrowed.
The students' assessment scores are almost paid, and he also has a number in his heart, this year's data is about the same as last year's data, and it is slightly inferior, hey, he sighed, and took Zhou Yi's assessment score casually.
“700?”
His hand couldn't help shaking, he helped the glasses with thick lenses and looked at them carefully, and he swallowed involuntarily and said, "Zhou Yi, you wrote 700 points?" ”
His slightly trembling voice made the already noisy classroom fall silent.
"Hold the grass, boss Wuwei." Li Xiaodao hurriedly jumped over.
"Zhou Yi, the meaning of scoring is to compare the correct answers of the college entrance examination paper and compare the actual answers you wrote on the day of the exam......" The head teacher Wu Xu was afraid that Zhou Yi would not understand, so he explained to Zhou Yi with apprehension and expectation.
Zhou Yi nodded and said, "I know." ”
"it!" The wrinkles on his face almost covered his entire face at this moment, and Wu Xu, a civilized person who had not swear for many years, couldn't help but burst into foul language.
He hurriedly took away the remaining students' scores and ran out as fast as he could.
As soon as he left, the whole class gathered around Zhou Yi, 700 points? What is the concept?
"Boss, are you crazy? Blind Gil wrote, Niu Boyi! ”
"It's not going to be 70 points, is it? I once saw a joke about a classmate who checked the score on the college entrance examination computer, covered the back, leaving only the first line of numbers, and saw that the first number in the total score was 6, and I was almost excited to death, and I saw it all...... I realized that it was more than 60 points......"
Everyone laughed. Obviously, most, or rather everybody, thinks that Zhou Yi is bragging.
Zhou Yi looked at the boys and girls chattering around him, and the girl's unique girlish breath drilled into his nose, and he actually liked this feeling a little.
"Hey, you really estimated 700 points?" Saying goodbye to this bunch of children, Zhou Yi was about to go home, when he heard the greetings behind him, who was obviously running all the way and was panting.
Zhou Yi turned around, a dazzling chat in the sun, Gao Xintian was almost dazzled, stroked his chest with his hand, and gasped: "Zhou Yi, you slow down, I can't stand it anymore." ”
Zhou Yi turned around and stood still, like a tall green pine.
Seeing Zhou Yi's face, Gao Xintian didn't know why he suddenly felt that the sky was bluer, the water was clearer, and his life was better.
"I'm kidding, it's definitely not 700." Zhou Yi saw too much distrust, said casually, and then turned to leave.
"I'll just say, it must be fake, how can he score 700?" Gao Xin breathed a sigh of relief, and his heart was a lot more balanced.
"Hey, which university did you go to?" Gao Xintian seemed to remember something, looked at Zhou Yi who was drifting away, and hurriedly shouted. It's like shouting in a movie: I'll raise you, so sensational.
But there was no response, and she stomped her feet in place in anger.
Which school to go to? Zhou Yi already had the answer in his heart, thinking that he was about to meet the girl who was full of himself, Zhou Yi walked and walked, the corners of his mouth couldn't help but rise, a generation of cultivators and old demons really had the appearance of a young man who had just opened his love.
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Yiheng Pharmaceutical has become a thing of the past, and the newly renamed Yunlan Pharmaceutical Group is about to reopen.
Liu Mulan widely dispersed the hero post, and the famous figures in the Longcheng pharmaceutical industry will all be present at that time.
Even the provincial capital Jinling, and even the leading figures in the pharmaceutical industry in other provinces, also sent invitations.
At the opening ceremony, Liu Mulan will present three newly developed drugs of Rulan Medicine, which she believes are priceless in the eyes of insiders.
And Li Bancheng, the richest man in Suzhou Province, took this opportunity to throw out a shocking news, bidding 100 million for a thousand years of ginseng!
Like a boulder smashing into a calm lake, many visitors risked their lives to enter the forbidden land of Changbai Mountain in search of such an opportunity.
The reopening of Yunlan Pharmaceutical has almost single-handedly stirred up the entire pharmaceutical industry, and every pharmaceutical family wants to find out.
Zhou Yi looked at the gate of Yunlan's medicinal style, and felt like a world away.
"Uncle Chen!" Seeing the recovered security captain Chen, Zhou Yi saluted respectfully.
If he hadn't dragged on for some time, he might not have been able to see his mother, and he wouldn't be able to repay this kindness.
When Lao Chen saw Zhou Yi, he shouted excitedly: "Yi Shao is here, Yi Shao is here." ”
Zhou Yi hurriedly corrected: "Uncle Chen, you will call me Xiao Yi in the future, you call me Yi Shao, I would rather find a wall and crash to death." ”
Lao Chen could feel the sincerity of Zhou Yi's words, Hearing this, the corners of his eyes were a little moist, and he looked at Zhou Yi and smiled with relief.
He nodded heavily at Zhou Yi and said, "Okay, Xiao Yi, Mr. Zhou is waiting for you, hurry up." ”
Zhou Yi walked towards the factory.
"Yi Shao!"
"Zhou Shao!"
"God, Mr. Zhou's son is so handsome, I'm going to give him a monkey!"
"How can there be such a handsome man in the world!"
"Which middle school do you think I and his son Zhou Xiaoshuai will go to when the time comes? Right? A girl asked her best friend stupidly.
"If life is only as it ...... first seen"
Along the way, from time to time people greeted and said hello, and many little girls whispered in the distance, their faces flushed and flushed.
Zhou Yi gave them a smile that met social expectations, they were all hard-working workers who worked for their own company, and he still had the posture of Corporal Lixian.
"Damn, who is this? He looks so unpleasant, believe it or not? Of course, there are also people who don't know Zhou Yi and brag to the buddies around them.
The people around him slapped him on the head and whispered: "Silence, the boss of the Di'an Society and the Canal Gang are kneeling in front of him, you are going to cut him?" I'm afraid you're going to have a long life. If you want to die, don't bother me. ”