Vol 2 Chapter 316: Son surnamed Wang, daughter surnamed Xu (below)

Speaking of which, Xu Qinglian was not easy in her senior year. Not to mention the hardship brought by jumping, and the hard work of catching up with Wang Ai, it is said that Ai Xiaoqing spent a lot of inconvenience in working in Beijing. Xu Qinglian and defender Zhang Xiuyun lived in Liaoyang's home.
After Wang Ai deceived the little girl from Yingkou, she basically gave up. Except for those who can see each other during the New Year's holiday, she usually can't see it.
So both of Wang Bin felt that he was not a qualified guardian. So I came here with a bit of compensation. Not only a family of three is in place, but also a team of several top-level Volvos. Wang Bin also agreed with the principal on the phone: Donate 20 million!
The name is student aid, because his son and daughter are at the National People's Congress, so they are grateful for this school! Then, drop in your daughter.
So with a family of four, in addition to the secretary and the guard, there is also a TV station! Donating 20 million dollars to help students, this is not the era of the Internet bubble.
Principal Li shook hands with Wang Bin in a very graceful manner under the camera lens. On behalf of the National People's Congress, he thanked entrepreneurs and Northern Paper for their support for education. The head of the history department and the head of the philosophy department came together and took Xu Qinglian and Wang Ai to entertain them.
Principal Li and Wang Bin trembled, and some wondered, "Why dad's name is Wang, and his daughter's name is Xu?"
Wang Ai, a well-informed mentor, explained: "This should be a daughter-in-law who has never been through the door. She is still young and it is difficult to change her mouth."
In a word, many people who looked at the little girl's beautiful plan to matchmaking, and took the initiative to express their frustration, were really out of competition. The 15-year-old girl Huarongyue is still the champion of the provincial liberal arts, but his little boyfriend was the champion of the country that year, and now even the doctor has won it. Seriously, if Wang Ai didn't play football specifically for philosophical practice, it wouldn't be a problem to return to work as a teacher in the Philosophy Department of the People's Congress.
"Little Wang, oh, Dr. Wang, how can I praise you?" Said the director of the Department of Philosophy with a smile.
"It's okay to exaggerate. It would be better if we could send some bonuses." Wang Ai said with a smile.
Director Liu pointed at Wang Ai with a smile and shook his head: "Don't talk to you about this. Speaking of it, why didn't you let your classmates continue to join our department? Why did you go to the history department? Good little girl, playing with it all day long Dead bones, is this good? "
"What do you say to an old Liu?" The director of the history department quit, so it was easy to be a champion, and you plan to pry me away?
"We are a history department and not an archeology department. Xiao Xu said just now that the master and master must study modern and modern history of the world. Xiao Wang and Xiao Xu, don't listen to him nonsense. Our history department is very powerful. For thousands of years, we do n’t know what we do n’t know, just follow us.

"Hey, come and explain to me how many Oracle do you know?" Director Liu continued to run.
Wang Ai and Xu Qinglian glanced at each other. The Department of History's love for Xu Qinglian is obvious. No matter from which angle, this is a good thing.
In order not to affect the opening ceremony, the Wang Ai family was both high-key and low-key, and grandly launched Xu Qinglian, but did not go to her on TV, but only reported the charity donation of Northern Paper to donate to the school.
Liberal arts and sciences are not the same. If science wants to make a breakthrough, most of them rely on money, and the cost of liberal arts is much less. So science costs money, and liberal arts costs money.
Xu Qinglian also chose the day school system. In addition to being close to her home and being convenient to do anything, she was mainly young, and some things were more difficult to do by herself. According to her idea, she chose a room in Wang Ai's yard. Later, I asked Ai Xiaoqing to get to their yard and wanted to make up for it and take care of it in person.
Today's school opening ceremony, Lao Xu didn't come. After graduating from the college entrance examination, I went to Yingkou, and Lao Xu also stuffed money. Before today, Wang Bin had a phone call with Lao Xu. Lao Xu asked Xu Qinglian a few words, but said nothing else. Xu Qinglian didn't feel how lost.
In the evening, the family of four had a happy dinner. After dinner, Wang Ai and Xu Qinglian came to the backyard of this courtyard. There were both Wang Ai's room and Xu Qinglian's selected room. This is not the same as Wang Ai's own yard, which is in the main room.
Small courtyard, night is like water.
"Are you leaving tomorrow?"
"Well, the morning plane, I have no time to accompany you to school."
Two people sitting in chairs chatting.
"Australia, is this the biggest stadium we have?"
"Um." Wang Ai nodded: "But it's different to me. I'm all from the national team. I wouldn't be interested if they didn't need me."
"Huh." Xu Qinglian looked up at the starlight of the sky: "What about the Asian Games? You are almost finished after the Asian Games? Can it be broadcast on TV? Alas, I want to see it on the spot."
"You still stay at home and go to school. It ’s not good to take leave as soon as you start school. Anyway, we are still young, and you have all the chances to watch my game. As for whether I can broadcast it on TV, I dare not guarantee it. There are many, CCTV does not necessarily have time. But I guess it is similar, of course, provided we have good results. If the first game is poor, others will definitely adjust the time schedule. "
"Oh." Xu Qinglian answered dumbly. Wang Ai moved over, and gently held her shoulders. Neither of them talked, looked up at the sky together and enjoyed the moment of peace.
At noon the next day, Wang Ai's plane landed at Abu Dhabi International Airport. After completing the customs clearance procedures, Wang Ai, Sun Yi, and Yan Zhu found the vehicle that the national team came to pick up.
Yan Zhu only recently joined Wang Ai's security team. If you didn't know what you were doing, you knew that it was an instructor who was sent to Shengli Security by a "superior". Twenty-six-year-old, one-seven-footed man with an unobtrusive appearance and a dumb look. But no one dared to look down on others. Jonas was so capable, and his hands were so dark, but he asked Yan Zhu to throw away the cleaned up five-body body. This was also a friendly discussion.
Even Wang Ai did not dare to inquire about other people's past, because when the national team returned home with honor, and was accepted, Wang Ai looked at him during the state banquet in the Great Hall, which is self-evident. But on the surface, at least, compared with the tall and strong Sun Yi, who helped Wang Ai carrying his luggage and dragging his suitcase with his head scratched his head, he was a companion or a bit better called "assistant" and awkwardly called broken reminder.
Less than ten days after this man came to Wang Ai, Wang Ai was pleasantly surprised to find out that the occasional conversation revealed that his knowledge was very good, which was rare. Wang Ai himself is both cultural and military, so he particularly appreciates this "kind."
When it comes to kung fu, everything is second. After all, Wang Ai is not an important person. At most, he encounters an unscrupulous hooligan or guards against the revenge of the gambling group.