Zhang Jing did not go out in the afternoon and stayed with Wen Li.
Chat, talk, and have dinner together in the canteen of the cowshed area until the sun goes down, when the old lady returns to the second seaside villa.
After Wen Li left, Yunique, who naturally had a "hesitant" temperament with lantern bangs, walked up to Zhang Jing and said, "Brother, Principal Ray Wagner would like to invite you to attend the graduation speech for middle school students tomorrow."
"Are you notifying us now?" Zhang Jing was surprised. This kind of thing usually requires a reservation a week in advance.
"This happened half a month ago," Yunique explained. "Because you were working outside, I had already declined, but Principal Lei just called again, hoping that you could participate."
Yunique also hoped that Zhang Jing would go, and added, "I have already written the speech for you."
Zhang Jing looked at Yunique in confusion and asked, "You seem to be in seventh grade, right? What does graduating from eighth grade have to do with you?"
Five years in elementary school, three years in middle school, and four years in high school. Zhang Jing clearly remembers that Yunique was in the second grade of junior high school.
With an expression that seemed like she had done something wrong, Yunique Nana said, "I can graduate from junior high school. Sister Ding arranged for me to go to high school in Beverly next semester."
Zhang Jing's leg flashed, so awesome!
He knew that Yunique was good at reading, but he didn't expect to be so good. Thinking of this, Zhang Jing immediately made a decision, "Tell Principal Lei that I will definitely go to school tomorrow."
There was sunshine on Yunique's face, and she said happily: "I will go back and revise the speech now and send it to you later."
"No need." Zhang Jing is serious about cultivating Yunique and Mattim, and is willing to put in more thought and effort, "I will write it myself."
After leaving the canteen, Zhang Jing drove an hour northwest of Kanfan Farm to Wonderful Winery.
I only lingered with Jennifer for half an hour, thinking about my speech tomorrow, so I went to the study to write the speech.
There is a saying that the real level of a purchased college diploma is limited, but Zhang Jing has gained a lot of knowledge and experience after graduation.
In addition, Zhang Jing wanted to write a speech because he cared about Yunique, and combined with the actual situation such as Yunique's rapid progress, it was difficult to say, easy to say.
However, what is annoying is that when Zhang Jing was writing the manuscript, Jennifer, who had not eaten enough, was wearing a Japanese-style female school uniform, acting like a goblin next to her, and even got under the table to cause mischief.
Distraught, Zhang Jing dropped the pen in a fit of rage, dragged the goblin out from under the table, and used the desk as a battlefield, causing another storm.
It wasn't until the woman turned into mud that Zhang Jing took her back to bed and returned to the desk to continue writing.
The next day.
The sun was shining and the spring breeze was blowing. Zhang Jing drove a black SV Cadillac bulletproof car to the Wharton Education Group Middle School campus.
I found the graduation auditorium behind a row of tall coconut trees. People were coming and going at the door, and it was very lively.
"Hello Mr. Zhang," Principal Ray Wagner was at the door. When he saw Zhang Jing, he took the initiative to greet him, "This graduation ceremony will be more exciting because of you."
"Thank you for the invitation," Zhang Jing happened to need this opportunity, and because there were other children on the farm studying at Wharton School, he promised, "To support the development of the school, a check of 10,000 yuan will be sent in two or three days."
"Thank you, thank you," Lei was excited. He invited Zhang Jing again and again, just to try to get close to him more often, to see if he could get donations. If he got what he wanted, he would immediately send him sweet-smelling flattery, "Your generosity makes people happy. I am so touched, no wonder you can teach such an outstanding child as Yunique, God is with you."
Zhang Jing is speechless, you are with God! ..
A brief chat, followed by twenty minutes of waiting time backstage, and then Zhang Jing came on stage to give a speech.
Similar to a large class, there were about two hundred students in front of Zhang Jing. Because they were in eighth grade and most of them were in a hurry, they looked like a group of high school students.
It's also like a small United Nations, with black, white, yellow, and brown colors, plus the messy hair and eyes of different colors, it looks all colorful.
"Ahem," Zhang Jing cleared his throat, "Thanks to Principal Lei for inviting me. I have the honor to participate in this graduation event. As a
Father, I cherish this opportunity very much. For this reason, I stayed up all night writing the manuscript, but I couldn't be satisfied over and over again. "
"It's helpless," Zhang Jing said with great seriousness as he looked at more than 200 teachers and students, "I decided to leave the manuscript and not go out of my way to say a few words from my heart to my daughter Yunique."
Yunique sat in the crowd, covering her mouth with her hands, her eyes a little moist, Zhang Jing was really good at sensationalism.
"Of course," Zhang Jing changed the topic, "This is a speech after all, and the speech must have a theme. My theme is "Baby, I wish you misfortune and pain.""
The auditorium, which had been filled with some noise, fell silent for an instant. All the teachers and students looked at Zhang Jing intently, not knowing why.
No matter what everyone was thinking, looking at Yunique from a distance, Zhang Jing said sincerely, "I hope you can be treated a little unfairly from time to time. Only in this way can you realize the value of fairness;
I hope you can taste betrayal a few times before you realize the importance of sincerity;
I hope you will often experience loneliness, so that you can know that your friends’ kindness to you is not a matter of course, and they do not owe you anything;
I hope you can be unlucky a few times before you realize that your success may be just luck and that others’ failures are not deserved;
I hope that when you fail, your opponent will sneer and gloat, so that you can know how important it is to compete with style;
I hope that if you are ignored occasionally, you will know how important it is to learn to respect and listen. "
Zhang Jing paused for two seconds before speaking again.
"Some of the things I mentioned have already happened to you, and some are still on the way in the future. I hope you can learn from them, gain something, and thrive."
Zhang Jing's speech was very short, and it was all the fault of a certain goblin.
Of course, middle school students who are still playing Wanwan talk too much and can’t understand.
Surprisingly, although it was short, the effect was surprisingly good. The auditorium was silent for six or seven seconds and burst into warm applause.
Yunique was sobbing below.
Principal Lei walked onto the stage and shook hands with Zhang Jing cordially, "Thank you. Mr. Zhang's speech was thought-provoking."
The activities continued later, and Zhang Jing walked over to Yunique and sat down.
Looking at Zhang Jing, Yunike's heart turned to water and she softly confessed, "Dad, I love you."
Speechless, Yunique is already 15 years old, and Westerners grow up quickly, so they are no longer considered children. Thinking this in his heart, Zhang Jing deliberately messed up Yunique's hair, "I prefer the title of brother. I would call him 'dad'." It affects me in finding a girlfriend. "
Yunique burst into laughter.
After staying at school until the ceremony was over, Zhang Jing drove from Sunset Boulevard West into South Beverly, came to the door of Wang Sisi's house, and rang the bell.
Private teacher Yang Jie opened the courtyard door from inside and reminded Zhang Jing: "Sisi is at school."
Of course Zhang Jing knew that Wang Sisi was at school, so he asked, "Is Mr. Su here?"
"No," Yang Jie shook her head, "I returned to the Dragon Kingdom shortly after Christmas."
If there is nothing else to do, Yang Jie is planning to close the store.
"Wait a minute," Zhang Jing stopped the woman from closing the door, "I'm here to find you."
