At the top is a competition certificate, in English, which he doesn't know much.

Fortunately, a catalogue was made for all the materials, which should have been the certificate of the international air pistol rapid-fire champion.

What a broken competition, I haven't heard of it, it should be a water prize.

Further down was the result of the final examination of the third year of junior high school, and his pupils suddenly dilated, and he looked at Qin Yu in disbelief.

The other party leaned on the chair with Erlang's legs, tilted his head slightly, and didn't know where to take a bottle of AD calcium milk, with a straw in his mouth.

Catching up with Wei Yan's gaze, she also raised her eyebrows casually, a pair of soothing fox eyes rose, and her posture was particularly arrogant.

Wei Yan's gaze floated a little weakly, and the next second he staggered her gaze.

The fingers pinching the material tightened suddenly, and he secretly slandered to himself, it turned out to be the first in all, how could it be?

Wei Yan convinced himself in his heart that this was definitely a fake for a relationship, and it was definitely fake.

The action of flipping through the hands can't help but speed up, all of them are big and small, there are national, provincial, and several international.

At the end, my heart was completely cold.

It was the recommendation form of the city team that year.

Even if the previous materials are not counted, only the recommendation form stamped by the ministry, Jingda must also accept Chu Ci.

After reading them all, he put the materials back into the paper bag in a bit of a frustration.

Qin Yu's eyebrows were raised, and a smile appeared on the corner of his mouth.

The slender white fingertips tapped on the armrests of the wooden chair for a while.

Her calm and relaxed atmosphere is in strong contrast with the two school leaders who have read the materials.

Lu Wanning, who was sitting farthest away, was anxious, she kept staring at Wei Yan's expression, and her back molars were clenched.

What kind of material can make the expressions of the two school executives.

You won't let Qin Yu turn around, right?

Wei Yan still didn't want to believe that Chu Ci, who was a hanger, had won so many honors, and the city team gave him the only direct promotion place.

I've been through things anyway, how can I be embarrassed by a little girl's film.

He cleared his throat, looked at Qin Yu with his eyes, and said, "I have to go to various departments to verify your materials one by one." ”

The shocked expressions of the two just now all fell on Qin Yu's eyes, as if they had never seen these materials before.

This is strange, Chu Ci was obviously escorted back then, if it weren't for these materials that made him specially recruited, it would have been ......

Qin Yu's eyebrows and eyes were a little distracted, and after a moment of silence, his eyes suddenly lit up, and he suddenly remembered something, and sneered: "It seems that Song Simin's words are better than this pile of materials." ”

An unfamiliar name suddenly popped up, and her words made others a little inexplicable.

The people in the conference room whispered together—

"Who is Song Simin?"

"I don't know, does our school have this leader?"

"No, isn't it someone in the education system?"

Only Wei Yan's expression changed slightly, and a person appeared in his heart, but he quickly denied it.

It can't be, how could such a big leader meddle in such a small matter.

And Qin Yu, who is in the entertainment industry, will never have this kind of relationship.

Then he asked a question that he himself would have been extremely stupid in retrospect: "Who is Song Simin?" How is it arranged? ”

Qin Yu ignored him, unhurriedly scooped up the strap of the canvas bag and put it on one shoulder, and stood up from the chair: "Please." ”

After speaking, he walked out, the clouds were light and the wind was light.

Wei Yan in the house was crazy, as the second-in-command of the High School Attached to Beijing University, no matter where he appeared, he was the stars holding the moon, and he had never been ignored like this.

Just as he was about to curse the street, there was a sudden knock on the door of the conference room.

He thought it was Qin Yu who was back, and his expression was still very hideous when he turned his head.

Who knew that when he saw the person coming, his eyebrows suddenly relaxed, and he got up respectfully.

It's the old principal, Yan Huaizhou.

His hair is silver-white, but his figure is still thin, and he wears a pair of silver-rimmed glasses, and his temperament is very elegant.

He was rehired after retiring from the high school attached to Beijing University, and he has long stopped interfering in front-line work, and only attended speeches at some major events.

The rest of the time I spent my time at home or working in the laboratory of Beijing University, and it was rare to see him.

As soon as he appeared, everyone present stood up.

The old man was very friendly, with a smile on his face and a kind face, and waved his hand to let everyone sit down.

He didn't pay attention to Wei Yan and the others at all, and asked Qin Yu when he opened his mouth.

Knowing that the person had just left, he still had some regrets, and asked about the progress of the investigation of Chu Ci's enrollment.

Wei Yan first helped him sit down, pointed to the brown paper bag, and said in a cryptic tone: "Chu Ci's application materials back then, the authenticity has not been verified. ”

He was a little weak-hearted, Yan Lao had never interfered in the affairs of the school, and this time he actually alarmed people.

"What did Qin Yu say just now Song Simin, and he left without saying clearly, Elder Yan, I'm afraid we will have to investigate for a while."

The old principal smiled and asked rhetorically, "You want to investigate Song Simin?" ”

Wei Yan choked up on these words, and he hadn't figured out who this person was at all.

Elder Yan shook his head and smiled slightly: "It stands to reason that a cadre of your level is not qualified to investigate him. ”

As soon as these words came out, everyone else was stunned.

Wei Yan's expression was a little stiff, and his eyes were dark: "This Song Simin won't be ......"

Yan Huaizhou took the tea handed by his assistant, put aside the tea foam, took a sip slowly, and said, "During your service in the southeast, he should have inspected the work. ”

Wei Yan's face changed suddenly, he sensed the trickiness of the matter, and he didn't know how to answer, so Yan Huaizhou comforted him: "It's not your fault, it's all a problem left over from history."

Three years ago, Song Simin called me and said that his adopted son was in the third year of junior high school and wanted to go to the High School Affiliated to Beijing University, and his qualifications were good.

I handed over this matter to be handled, but who knew that the head of the admissions team at that time didn't even open Chu Ci's materials, so he took the green channel and was directly assigned to the first class. ”

Speaking of this, Yan Huaizhou's expression was a little more stern, and there was a slight rebuke in his tone: "People don't want to be special, our own cadres have to let them go through a special channel, thinking that they can tie up with the leader, but what has happened in the end." ”

After saying this, Wei Yan's face fell directly to the ground.

Chu Ci turned out to be the adopted son of Chief Song, that Qin Yu...... What did he do, oops.

At this moment, he was only uneasy in his heart, and he couldn't say a word.

Yan Huaizhou looked at his face, ignored him anymore, and instructed the teaching director on the side: "You collect Chu Ci's materials and publish them on the Internet, whether it is Chu Ci's own conditions or the direct promotion quota given by the city team, there is no problem in entering the High School Affiliated to Beijing University." ”

The dean of teaching should go, and Elder Yan left.

In just a few minutes, the situation took a 180-degree turn.

The teachers who had been observing the meeting had not yet reacted.