Seeing Ning Manli's attitude, Tang Jiaojiao's mother was stunned.
Something bad is going on!
Did she mess with the wrong person?
And then, she finally noticed the sound in the corridor behind her.
Those people who were noisy were not talking about their children or grades, they were talking about the man in front of them.
"The third master of the Jiang family is really here in person??"
"Yes, yes, aren't everyone already here?"
"Who is he holding a parent-teacher conference for? It can't be..."
"Don't care who it is, I'll come over when it's over. I must leave a good impression on the third master of the Jiang family. I wonder if he will accept my business card!"
"Whose parent is that woman? It seemed like she was contradicting Mr. Jiang just now..."
"It's impossible. You must have heard wrong. How can anyone dare to contradict Mr. Jiang? Unless he doesn't want to live anymore!"
There was a loud "bang" in Tang Jiaojiao's mother's ears, as if something collapsed -! ! !
There was a sudden tremor on her body, and her legs became weak.
She didn't even have the courage to look at that man!
Thinking back to what I just said...
——'My legs and feet are not good, and my eyes are not good either? You hit someone and you don’t even know how to apologize? '
She is obviously the one with the bad eyesight! ! !
"Sorry, was it my wheelchair that hit you just now?" Jiang Zhiyan's unhurried voice boomed in Tang Jiaojiao's mother's ears. It was clearly a gentleman's tone, but Tang Jiaojiao's Mother's body was shaken into chaff.
"No, no," she waved her hands in a panic, her smile uglier than crying, "I accidentally scratched it without looking at the road! It's my fault! Mr. Jiang, you don't remember the faults of villains, please don't Be familiar with me!"
Jiang Zhiyan's expression remained unchanged, but the way people around him looked at Tang Jiaojiao's mother could fully explain the problem...
Ning Manli shook her head regretfully. She completely ignored Tang Jiaojiao's mother's plea for help, but nodded to Lu Zhiwen. She naturally took the precision-made but cold-touch wheelchair armrest and sent Jiang Zhiyan to her in person. Enter the classroom.
"Don't let those irrelevant people disturb your mood," Ning Manli asked half-jokingly, "Yanyan, are you here today because of your little fiancée?"
"Yes," Jiang Zhiyan answered simply.
Ning Manli had roughly guessed something when she saw Jiang Zhiyan appear. After all, the only person in this classroom who could be related to the third child of their Jiang family, apart from her younger brother, was the young lady from the Shen family.
But when he heard Jiang Zhiyan admit it so openly, his fingers on the armrest paused unconsciously.
No wonder she was asked unexpectedly that day when the parent-teacher meeting would start today.
It's actually for the sake of future siblings...
Ning Manli couldn't help but think of her husband again, and felt as if she had eaten a little lemon... Sure enough, a young wife must be favored! !
After Jiang Zhiyan took his seat, the parents also quietly returned to their seats and sat down, but from the corner of their eyes they kept paying attention to the two most important figures in the last row of the classroom.
Gao Guangliang came in from the classroom door with a thick stack of materials. He was very pleased to see that the parents were waiting for him quietly and no one was talking to each other.
Three years!
Parents of students finally started to respect him! !
Gao Guangliang smiled at the bottom of the podium. There were still ten minutes left until the parent-teacher meeting officially started.
He walked to the podium, sorting out the transcripts and information from various colleges and universities that would be sent to parents later.
I silently repeated the opening remarks of the parent-teacher meeting in my mind.
Gao Guangliang has been teaching for a long time and has held numerous parent-teacher conferences.
But as a middle-aged man in the second grade of middle school, he must always maintain his original intention for the teaching profession, and that is——
I have parent-teacher conferences every year and I am so nervous that I forget my words!
Especially this time in the second semester of senior high school is especially important for parents of students.
Gao Guangliang stayed up for two days and printed out all the results of the first two mock tests of the students in the class, and then combined the admission scores of various colleges and departments in previous years to provide parents with a reference.
At this moment, Gao Guangliang compiled the students' performance comparison chart, took a deep breath, and felt that the burden on his shoulders was not small.
The one on the top page happened to be Shen Wanwan's.
Although this student had just been transferred to his class not long ago, he was definitely the most special one among the students he had ever taught.
This time, she unexpectedly got full marks in the Mathematics entrance exam for the second model.
There's definitely potential! !
But every time Gao Guangliang wanted to talk to Shen Wanwan about tutoring her, Shen Wanwan just looked obedient, but actually didn't listen at all.
She has high gloss and cannot burn bridges when her hair grows out. All she can do is pamper her!
Fortunately, there is still this parent-teacher meeting. Gao Guangliang must have a good talk with her parents! ! !
As he spoke, his bright eyes, burning with flames, fell to the performance comparison form in his hand.
Normally, class teachers look at students' scores separately, but now all the subjects are grouped together, making the comparison clear at a glance.
Gao Guangliang first took a look at Shen Wanwan's second-model math score of 150 points, nodded with satisfaction, and then looked upward to the results of the previous first-model exam.
When he arranged it, it happened to be in the order of Chinese, comprehensive science, mathematics, and English.
In fact, he had an impression of Shen Wanwan's grades in each subject, so he just glanced at them casually.
But the next second, he was stunned.
The results of the four subjects seem to be nothing if viewed separately, but they have to be arranged in the order he ordered this time...
'97', '65', '43', '21'.
In addition to the first subject of Chinese, the other three subjects are connected together...
Gao Guangliang's hand holding the score sheet trembled unconsciously. He didn't hear a parent in the front row of the classroom calling him. He only felt that the blood in his body was gradually boiling.
His eyes were bright and clear, and a very bold idea suddenly came to his mind.
Classmate Shen Wanwan... you can't just get as many points as you want... right? !
"Teacher Gao, it's time for the parent-teacher meeting to begin!"
Just when Gao Guangliang was deeply doubtful about Shen Wanwan's results, Zhou Shuhao's father, who was sitting in the front row, reminded him in a somewhat unpleasant tone.
The parent-teacher conference didn't last long, so Teacher Gao didn't know what he was doing today!
Gao Guangliang was stunned and looked into the classroom, "Ah, okay, thank you parents for coming. This is not the first time we have met with most of the parents. Time is running out, so let's skip the politeness. Now, the parent-teacher meeting officially begins! !!”
The parents all stopped what they were doing and looked in his direction for two seconds.
But only two seconds.
Gao Guangliang was silent for a moment, "..."
I do respect him, but not much...
Gao Guangliang walked to the podium and handed out the students' transcripts and the admission scores of various colleges and universities.
"Parents should take a look at their children's grades first, and I will talk about them later."
When Gao Guangliang passed by the back row of the classroom, he paused in his footsteps as he passed by. He seemed to have seen something. He was stunned for two seconds and then stepped back.
Focusing on the wheelchair, the light shines brightly, "!!!"
He was right, it was really Mr. Jiang!
Mr. Jiang is sitting in Shen Wanwan's seat, so he represents Shen Wanwan's parent today?
Highlight, "..."
Mr. Jiang, the sponsor who Principal Qin had racked his brains to invite to the school to attend the event, is now sitting in the back row of his class...
"hiss--"
Gao Guangliang is even more nervous.
In his parent-teacher meeting, not only parents, but also leaders came to observe! ! !
The man rested his elbow lazily on the desk, and gently rubbed the knuckle of his left hand with the index finger of his right hand.
Even though he was sitting in a wheelchair, his long legs were resting diagonally under the high school student's desk, still looking a little uncomfortable.
Shen Wanwan's paper was highlighted and placed on the last one. It has not been handed out yet. Jiang Zhiyan was very patient. He looked at his fiancée's desk and seemed to be more interested in other things.
An old half-cut eraser, a commercial pen with no pattern... Even the slogan posted on the table is very tough:
"It takes ten years to sharpen a sword!" 』
"If you don't succeed, you will succeed!" 』
The only part that can barely be seen as a girl's desk is probably a purple grape-flavored Shinichi lollipop protruding from the corner of the hole in the desk.
Ning Manli couldn't be more satisfied when she saw her eldest son's achievements.
Sometimes a low starting point is not necessarily a bad thing. Comparing the results of the first model and then looking at the second model, it is simply a leap forward!
Let’s take a look at the admission scores of colleges and universities...
Her son's grades were only more than two hundred points away from the previous undergraduate admission scores...
Ning Manli's smile was slightly stiff, but overall she was still dignified.
It doesn't matter. Fortunately, their family is rich.
Gao Guangliang walked around the classroom and returned to the last row. He deliberately left Shen Wanwan's report card at the end.
Glancing at Mr. Jiang, he placed it in front of his desk with a deep expression.
Gao Guangliang then pointed to the line in the score comparison table and said in a cryptic tone, "Mr. Jiang, first take a look at the exact test scores of classmate Shen Wanwan..."
Jiang Zhiyan glanced at the regular results of several subjects, his expression was as usual, and there was no reaction as expected by Gao Guangliang.
Feeling that Gao Guangliang had been waiting for his reply, the man raised his eyes slightly and said, "What? Is there a problem?"
Is there a problem?
Didn't Mr. Jiang see it? ? ?
Gao Guangliang was silent for two seconds. Didn't everyone say Mr. Jiang was a smart person...
"It's nothing, haha, Mr. Jiang, please watch first," Gao Guangliang was a little frightened by this gentleman and did not dare to say more. He turned back to the podium with a little disappointment.
Also, not everyone can see this very meaningful achievement.
It has to be an old teacher like him with rich teaching experience!
And when he turned around, Jiang Zhiyan's eyes fell again on Shen Wanwan's performance information in his hand.
The corners of his lips raised a slight arc.
He turned to the pages that recorded the admission scores of major universities in previous years and found the one from Beijing University.
He didn't look at the score line at the back, but looked at the classification of the professional names of each department in the front.
During the process, Jiang Zhiyan felt eyes on him from the side.
Ning Manli saw that he had been looking at Beijing University's information and said meaningfully, "Third brother, you and your sister-in-law are thinking of getting together again..."
Jiang Zhiyan didn't raise his eyes, but raised his eyebrows slightly.
Ning Manli continued, "I also plan to show Xiao Heng Peking University. It's too far away from home to go abroad. Peking University is the highest university in the country and is close to our home. We can't worry about sending them there either. I've heard that It’s not easy to buy a place at Beijing University. Otherwise, when the time comes, our two families will form a partnership and donate a scientific research building to them. What do you think?”
"The scientific research building," Jiang Zhiyan muttered lightly, "I've been a little tight lately."
Ning Manli, "..."
She looked at Jiang Zhiyan, and she couldn't tell whether what he said was true or a joke.
No matter how tight money is, it's impossible not to be able to finance a joint venture to build a scientific research building.
But Ning Manli is the elder sister-in-law after all. She said majesticly, "It doesn't matter. The elder sister-in-law still has some private money on hand. You can borrow it from the third brother first without charging interest."
Jiang Zhiyan smiled and said nothing, "Let's talk about it."
…
…
As soon as the parent-teacher meeting ended, the parents swarmed up and surrounded Gao Guangliang.
At the beginning, the parents' attention was still on making friends with big people, but when they saw the results of their awesome children, they all became very angry.
For this Q&A session, we have to wait at least another 2 hours, so some students jokingly said that this is the real beginning of the parent-teacher meeting.
Jiang Zhiyan naturally didn't join in the fun. Compared with understanding the score lines, there was one more thing he couldn't bear at the moment.
Originally, he just wanted to take out a lollipop, but the next moment, the hole in his fiancée's desk collapsed like a flood.
Everything stuffed inside fell out like dominoes.
Torn paper balls, scraps of paper, and the other half of a small eraser that Shen Wanwan never found...
Jiang Zhiyan, who remained calm despite the overwhelming pressure, was stunned for about three seconds.
He started to help her clean up...
The messy papers were sorted out one by one. These papers were not fully completed. Basically, only a few questions were selected and the answers were filled in in each paper, and the rest were empty.
As for the things that looked highly suspicious of torn paper balls, I patiently opened them all and looked at them. I put the useful ones flat and put them away, and threw away all the useless ones.
On the side of the table hole, there are a few letter-like things tucked in a haphazard manner.
At first glance, it seems to have been stuffed in casually.
Looking at those tender pink envelopes with hearts painted on them, Jiang Zhiyan squinted his eyes slightly and seemed to understand something.
He took out each letter and counted them. How many letters were there?
10, 20, 30…
Thirty-six letters in total...
Stacked together, it’s quite a thick pile.
Most covers have a title and signature.
The top one.
Title: 'You are the little fairy in my dream'
Signed: 'I am a small boat in your lonely sea'
Jiang Zhiyan stared at those words, his expression and eyes filled with coldness.
Ning Manli glanced over curiously, "Oh, it seems that my future siblings are more popular than my son."
Her son has only twenty-one love letters here.
It doesn't matter if I can't compare with him in studies. Even the number of love letters can't compare with Miss Shen.
However, Jiang Zhiyan did not accept her joke, and there was no trace of a smile on his face.
He held the pile of love letters, tightened his slender fingertips slightly, and put them into a garbage bag aside...
