Xu Cheng was not familiar with Director Chen, and he was not so naive as to think that Director Chen really appreciated his talent and came here to say this.
With Director Chen's intervention this morning, Xu Cheng's position as vice principal was confirmed.
It's true that you can't find anything even if you wear iron shoes, and it takes no effort to get it.
It was just the inexplicable acceptance of Director Chen's affection and favor that made him feel uneasy.
There is no such thing as a free lunch. If you get this advantage, you have to pay it back.
He now has no idea what he can give Director Chen in return.
"Old Xu, you hide it so deeply."
Xu Cheng was confused by Feng Xuexiang's sudden words, "Principal Feng, what do you mean? Why can't I understand?"
Feng Xuexiang nodded at him, "Pretend, you're still pretending to me."
Xu Cheng had a question mark on his face, "Principal Feng, I'm really unjust. I'm not pretending. I really don't know what you're talking about?"
Feng Xuexiang still had a look of disbelief and chuckled, "Do you know why Old Chen came to me so early in the morning? Please beg me to be a matchmaker!"
He wiped the few hairs on his head with emotion and continued: "Old Xu, Old Chen asked me to be a matchmaker for your girl. Do you know whose family asked him to do this?"
Xu Cheng's palms began to sweat, and the words he wanted to say were swirling in his throat, but he was forced to hold them back, and his final words became: "Whose family?"
"Whose family? The Ming family, the Ming family that we all know in Wei City. Old Chen said that it was the old man of the Ming family, Mingzhi, who personally sent the message. His daughter-in-law Zhou Lan personally found Old Chen and asked him to give her son Octavia an idea. Be a matchmaker with your daughter Xu Zhiyibao."
"Lao Xu, Lao Xu, this wealth is pouring on you, be happy."
For a moment, Xu Cheng didn't know how to react. He looked at Feng Xuexiang with straight eyes.
I heard Lao Wu say last night that he was skeptical.
After all, the person involved, that is, his daughter Xu Zhiyi, has not said a word to them these days. It is very likely that it is an inadvertent mistake.
He also felt that such a good thing would never happen to his family.
However, today is completely different.
The elders of the Ming family officially entrusted matchmaking, which meant that the marriage had to be made public.
This matter will not be a mistake, it will come true.
"Lao Xu, Lao Chen said that the two children have met. Mingrui likes your girl very much. If you are willing, the Ming family wants to finalize the marriage as soon as possible. Lao Xu, give me some face. How about meeting Octavia’s parents and having a meal tonight?”
Xu Cheng was shocked again, "It's an engagement! Isn't this a little too hasty?"
Feng Xuexiang looked like he knew everything and said slowly:
"Are you not in a hurry? Octavia is already 32 this year, and it has been 14 years since he graduated from our Weicheng Middle School. His grandma just celebrated her 80th birthday this year, and his grandpa is also 82. He has long been looking forward to Octavia getting married soon. Okay It is a wonderful story to have a great-grandson in my lifetime and realize the story of four generations living under one roof."
"Finally, their only grandson has said that he wants to get married. The girl he wants to marry is still our Acropolis girl. Why don't we strike while the iron is hot and make the marriage arrangements early?"
Xu Cheng suddenly realized it and then hesitated: "But..."
"Stop it, Lao Xu. I will go to the bureau this afternoon and hand over the form recommending you to be the vice principal to Director Chen. By the way, tell him that you and your siblings will attend the bureau he is organizing tonight on time."
"Old Xu, who can be as proud as you? The director personally arranged for the future in-laws. One is the former director of the Municipal Bureau of Land and Resources, and the other is the former director of the Provincial Department of Water Resources who has retired to the second line. Even I, the principal, are here. At this dinner, I can only be regarded as a handyman and accompany me, which is really enviable."
As soon as these words came out, Xu Cheng could no longer say anything to please him, so he could only nod in agreement.
After leaving the principal's office, Li Zijuan called. Xu Cheng picked up the phone and said without waiting for her to speak: "Zijuan, I have to go to class now. If you need anything, wait until I get back from get off work at noon. I'll talk about it later. Are you at work yet?"
Li Zijuan: "I'm down, I'm sleeping. Cheng, go to class first, and then talk about it when you come back. Hey, this girl Zhiyi... it's really hard to explain."
Xu Cheng muttered: "The unspeakable things are still to come. Okay, Zijuan, hang up."
Li Zijuan hung up the phone, sat on the sofa and sighed.
You really don’t know if you don’t ask, and you’ll be shocked if you ask.
Things have to go back to Hangcheng Normal University a few days ago.
On the day of registration, after seeing off Su Yingxue, Xu Zhiyi returned to the dormitory in the dark and met her other three roommates.
The people in their dormitory are rural teachers in the "Master's Program" in different regions. After working for three years, they went to graduate school. They all have the same experience and have many common topics. After getting along for a few days, they are quite harmonious.
On the night of registration, everyone was really tired after running a long distance. After half past ten, after a discussion, we collectively turned off the lights and went to bed.
It is extremely lucky to meet roommates who have the same schedule.
At first, Xu Zhiyi was lying on the bed, still feeling a little hot. She wanted to sum up what happened that day before going to bed, but she was too sleepy. As soon as her head hit the pillow, she caught what she wanted to think about before she even started.
Alas, the sky is big and the earth is big, I sleep the most, there is nothing to do, I am too anxious to wait for the sun tomorrow, no matter what, if there is anything, I will talk about it tomorrow.
There are still 24 hours left tomorrow.
The next day was Monday, and classes started directly. Xu Zhiyi didn't have any discomfort during the transition period and quickly started studying.
She has an instinctive sense of crisis and urgency about learning, and is afraid that if she wastes a little time and learns less, she will be left last by others.
Only by spending more time and working harder than others can she feel safe.
What she wants is not to surpass anyone. As long as she can keep up with everyone and not be seen as stupid by her new classmates and teachers, she will be happy.
It's Wednesday soon.
There was no class on Wednesday afternoon. Xu Zhiyi took a lunch break and got up at 1:50. He packed up at 2:00 and was ready to go to the school studio to practice painting for three hours.
Practicing painting is something she must do every day.
Ding Siyue, the roommate in the bed opposite, might have been awakened by her voice. She opened the bed curtain, stuck her head out, and said sleepily:
"Xu Zhiyi, you go study again. Please, this semester has just started, there is no need to do so. Besides, we are different from other master's students. We are here just to get a diploma. There is no need to work so hard. We will stay here for one year. , no matter how good your grades are, there is no scholarship, so why bother."
Ding Siyue is right. According to regulations, there are no scholarships for graduate students in the "Master's Program" of Hangzhou Normal University.
Xu Zhiyi did not answer her words and showed an apologetic smile, "I'm sorry, Siyue, for disturbing your lunch break. I'll leave now and you continue to sleep."
Gently closing the door, Xu Zhiyi left the dormitory.
It was too early and there was no one else in the studio. Xu Zhiyi unfolded the drawing board, prepared the sketch pen, pondered for a while, and started to write.
Then, the door of the studio opened and closed, and a wave of people came and left, but none of them could catch Xu Zhiyi's eyes.
Hangzhou is a rainy city. At three or four o'clock in the afternoon, it rained heavily from the sun. It was crackling and accompanied by thunder, but it could not reach her ears.
There is no way, her ability is limited, she can only do one thing at a time, and she has no ability to do it half-heartedly.
She sat here for more than three hours. When she finished painting, she stood up and stretched her muscles. Looking around, she was still alone in the studio.
In one afternoon, she completed a character sketch.
She stood, pinching the sore back of her neck, and looked at her painting.
Needless to say, he drew the Octavia appearance she saw three days ago.
As soon as the painting took shape, she had an idea in mind.
