However, under Teacher Wang's firm pressure, Mu Qingyun quietly poked his head out from behind his shoulder and said with a smile: "Zhang Qiao seems to be proficient in bone shrinkage, and is also very good at Qinggong. I think he hasn't put down his full belly yet." Be careful, be careful.”
"Also, Mr. Zhang is a member of the Golden Harvest Order and is almost a hundred years old."
Inspectors: "!!"
Oh my god!
The little patrol officer who was about to push Zhang Jingsong into the car subconsciously let go of his hand and took two steps back, shocked.
His immediate superior's immediate superior did not have a golden ear, but only received an ordinary sky-blue badge, which was the pride of the entire inspection department.
What does golden ear mean? The only remaining golden ears in the country are probably less than twenty in total, ancestors and longevity stars!
During the inspection, I looked at Zhang Jingsong again. I was at a loss for a moment. I had to change all the questions I had planned, so I was a little stuck.
Zhang Jingsong: "..."
He had no choice but to get into the car silently.
Mu Qingyun quickly chased after him: "I remember about the beads. As for whether I can find them, I don't know."
Zhang Jingsong smiled, his face finally showing some kindness, he paused and said: "Xiao Mu, you have to be more careful."
Mu Qingyun frowned and sighed, but for the moment he didn't try to test the hidden meaning of the old man's words. He couldn't help but sigh.
"I don't know whether Zhang Qiao can understand what Senior Zhang is thinking."
Everything Zhang Jingsong said seemed to be for the sake of his grandson. Because his grandson's treatment required Boss Bu's money and efforts, he prevented his disciple from taking revenge.
But in fact, the reform of medical insurance is still being explored. An employee of a domestic enterprise like Zhang Jingsong has a very generous pension insurance, which can also benefit his children and grandchildren. It is not that difficult for him to afford his grandson's treatment, even if he uses some medicine at his own expense. .
And just like Zhang Qiao said, the child's current situation is really worse than death, and the treatment is nothing more than comforting a living person.
Zhang Jingsong was a decisive person, and Mu Qingyun could clearly feel the killing intent in him.
When did his murderous intent disappear?
That was the moment Zhang Qiao took action!
Senior Zhang's love and affection was for Zhang Qiao. What he was worried about were the disciples who still wanted to live in this world.
The autumn wind blew by, and the sky and the earth became dim. As the inspection department's car went further and further away, everything was peaceful inside and outside the school, but Mu Qingyun felt a little uneasy.
The students looked at her a hundred times more strangely than looking at the giant panda.
"Classmate Mu, is your family a martial arts family? Has it been practicing martial arts for generations? Who is that old man? I think I just heard you say that he has a golden spike badge? He is almost a hundred years old, isn't he an old man who has experienced post-disaster reconstruction? "
"No, those old timers should be living in the imperial capital and Shanghai, in the sanatoriums carefully built by our country."
"I have an aunt who works in a nursing home. Each of the seniors there has a dedicated nursing staff, including not only full-time doctors, but also psychological counseling experts."
"Even in nursing homes, there are very few golden spike badges left. There are at most a dozen or twenty of them alive in the country."
Mu Qingyun couldn't laugh or cry when she was asked, but she still explained generously. She only said that her maternal grandfather's family did have people who studied martial arts. After her mother passed away, she left some notes from her predecessors, including their martial arts experience. She has learned martial arts over the years. After reading, I just study occasionally.
However, in just a few words, she spoke very lightly and could not be more low-key. From the mouths of the students present, it spread that Mu Qingyun's grandfather had become a master who lived in seclusion. Their family was also the kind of person who only had legendary talents. There will be martial arts families, and any relative they pick will be a master. Even the fire-burning girl in the family can pull out a fire-burning stick and dance like a tiger.
When Mu Qingyun heard the legend about scales, his first thought was, where is the fire girl now? The second thought - even if she is an expert, it should be her grandmother.
The original mother, Mu Xiaoran, took her mother's surname, and the original grandfather was just an ordinary villager. Later, he was seriously ill and was saved by her grandmother, Mu Nianqing. After spending time together for a long time, the two fell in love, got married and gave birth to a daughter, Mu Xiaoran. .
There was no argument between the two old men that they were married to their parents-in-law. The original grandfather said that he had no surname, so he casually let Mu Xiaoran take his wife's surname. Neither husband nor wife took it seriously. thing.
Later, Mu Xiaoran was sent to Baiyun Village and handed over to a villager for adoption. Ninety-nine people in Baiyun Village were surnamed Mu, and her adoptive father was also surnamed Mu. This surname became less and less out of the ordinary, and even Mu Xiaoran himself almost forgot about it. Yes, her last name comes from her mother.
Fortunately, studying in the third grade of junior high school is very intense, and the teachers do not allow students to mess around and distract themselves.
Especially Teacher Wang, the head teacher of Class 1 in the third grade of junior high school. The students in Class 1 are all top students. He has high hopes for his students.
Especially Mu Qingyun, Teacher Wang has long regarded her as his secret weapon and wanted to rely on her to become famous.
His principal, Principal Wang, has said that if the high school entrance examination takes place this year, teachers will be allocated houses based on their students' test scores.
Since last year, No. 3 Middle School has been planning to build its own community for family members. The teachers have seen the construction drawings.
Unlike most family homes today, which are aggrieved and only require accommodation but not a good layout, Principal Wang specially used his connections to find a top student classmate of his in the design institute to design three types of apartments for the family community.
One is four bedrooms and two living rooms, with a large balcony and two bathrooms.
There are also three bedrooms and one living room, as well as a balcony and bathroom.
The other is a compact apartment with two bedrooms, one living room and a separate bathroom.
All house types are much better than the previous houses, but who doesn’t want a good house or a big house? Even if you have to spend more money when raising funds, your unit will build it at the cost price, so you get a big advantage no matter how you think about it.
At this time, which teacher is not eager to compete?
Mu Qingyun suddenly discovered that she seemed to have become very 'prestige' in school.
Although she had been given preferential treatment for studying well in the past, it was impossible to hide it in an environment like school. Students would naturally respect those classmates who studied well.
But in the past, Mu Qingyun was only treated with gentleness. Now, she vaguely felt that she was being sacrificed.
In the self-study class that day, Mu Qingyun finished his homework and brought some newspapers over to play Sudoku games and the like. As he played, he discovered that there was no noise at all in the entire self-study room, and all the students did everything very lightly.
Only then did she realize that recently, when she went to the canteen to queue up to buy something, the students in her class standing in front of her would naturally stand behind her. In the morning, the class organized a gymnastics exercise, and the students in the class spontaneously Run after her.
Now it has developed to the point where when she sits in the classroom, the students automatically mute their voices?
Mu Qingyun: "..." (End of chapter)
