Chapter 65: The principal of another's home

"I said why you didn't say a word, is it scary or scary?" Wang Ai complained.
The wry face yelled at Wang Ai, and said strangely, "Oh, I'm not afraid to scare you. Do you still blame me?"
This is a female teacher in her forties, with a lotus leaf, large glasses, and a medium build. She also holds a stack of documents in her hand.
The female teacher approached Qian Xing teacher and pleaded guilty: "Since you blame me for scaring you, then I also have to ask, why do you have a door every day, why go over the wall?"
"Ah, er," Wang Aixu, yes, this is not my school, even if they are attached to my university! It is estimated that this is really true, and the NPC will never bring it to its own initiative.
"Ah, what? I don't want to affect the rest of the guard."
The female teacher nodded oh, and suddenly asked, "How old are you?"
The 11-year-old Wang Ailun really said that he was just in the fourth grade of elementary school, so when someone asked him, he immediately straightened his body: "First grade!"
The female teacher frowned: "Junior 1? How many classes? How do I not remember you?"
Wang Ai hehe smiled charmingly: "Mr. Liu ... aren't you busy, the school is so big, I don't have any special features, right? You look so late, are you going home to rest? It's a tired day ? I send you? "
The female teacher shook her cervical spine with her eyes closed: "Well, it is tiring all day long. Do you know me?"
"Uh," Wang Aika said, "I know you."
The female teacher closed her eyes: "Why don't you call me the principal, but call me a teacher?"
Wang Ai swallowed: "So what, I, I call your teacher, what can you do with up to two sentences? If I call you the principal, you have to implement discipline, and I have to play football. . "
The female teacher opened her eyes and looked at Wang Ai with interest: "Hey, your classmate is quite cunning ... Which school do you have?"
Before waiting for Wang Ai to come in, President Liu said with a smile: "Don't try to lie to me. There are more than 2,000 students in the school. I remember clearly, but without you."
Wang Ai narrowed his neck and stared, "I am here!"
"Here?" Principal Liu blinked. "Affiliated middle school? How many classes are there in a few years? Who is the head teacher?"
Wang Aiyi couldn't get over it, and said hard: "I'm from Renmin University, isn't the High School attached to Renmin University? So I'm here."
Principal Liu nodded his head: "It makes sense, the People's Congress and the Middle School were originally a family." Then he turned sharply: "Are you Wang Ai?"
Wang Ai was shocked, stuttering, "You, do you even know me?"
Principal Liu smiled and pushed his glasses: "Since you know me Liu Pengzhi, why can't I know you Wang Ai?"
"me……"
"Come, walk with me!" Principal Liu Pengzhi greeted, "Today you have to behave well, if you are not satisfied, I will go back to your principal Li to talk about the discipline issues of college students."
Wang Ai had to cleverly hold the ball and follow President Liu Pengzhi, walking slowly along the edge of the playground.
"I said that your little classmate is really amazing. Is it just 11 years old this year? Others are in elementary school, you have entered the freshman year. After so many years of resuming the college entrance examination, you are the youngest in the college entrance examination. It is still the strongest liberal arts in the past, it is really amazing. "President Liu Pengzhi praised as he walked.
Wang Ai was so helpless that he was boasted. Although the university was indeed admitted by himself and it took a lot of effort, but still essentially took advantage of the rebirth, how dare to afford such a boast? If the average person boasted, it was President Liu Pengzhi, the most well-known in China, and countless middle school students lamented the envy of "the principal of someone else's home!"
More than ten years later, with the advent of the Internet era, President Liu Pengzhi's quotations are spread all over the Internet, enlightened and generous, keeping up with the trend of the times, and the image that students can speak with is deeply rooted. From the head teacher to the vice-principal, from the vice-principal to the principal, she has brought the High School attached to the National People's Congress into the strongest major achievement in the country. Several national leaders praised her as one of the best grassroots educators. At the age of retirement, the affiliated middle school of the National People's Congress did not let her go up and down, but she set up a joint principal position for her. She has become the symbol and spiritual leader of the NPC High School.
Principal Liu Pengzhi was also hired as a counselor of the State Council, that is, a position where you can find the prime minister's puppet okay ... more importantly, he was selected as a researcher of central literature and history.
There are no more than 30 researchers in the National Museum of Culture and History at 1.4 billion people nationwide. Looking at the past directors of the Central Museum of Literature and History in history, we know how high the status of this department is. Fu Dingyi, Zhang Shizhao, Yang Dongzhang, Ye Shengtao, Xiao Qian, Qi Gong ... They were counted once in the 70th year of the founding of the People's Republic of China. Together, 237! Fewer than previous national leaders!
Although President Liu was just in his first year in 1998, he is still a long way from the top, but is it not scary if he is young? Although people laughed, Wang Ai was so guilty that he jumped into the courtyard and played football on his playground. Fortunately, he was caught by the top leader of the people. In the next two years, it is a place where you can play football, and it is also a crucial period for the growth of the ball skills ... but it is just a matter of President Liu.
"Hey, my grades aren't much, you're great." Wang Ai threw his thumbs away.
"Oh, how terrible I am? Why don't I know?"
Wang Ai dare to say how your achievements will be in the future, so I have to turn my head sharply: "I'm just as good as a person, but good students can mass-produce in you."
Oh, principal Liu.
"I recently discovered a pattern that shows the status of schools from the map."
"How to say?"
"The four universities in China!" Wang Ai said solemnly: "Beijing University, Tsinghua University, People's Congress, Beijing Normal University! They are all closely united around our affiliated middle school, and I can't even leave!"
Principal Liu laughed with a smile: "Why do you come in to play football? Hush, don't say that. Young man, don't hide, come here."
It turned out that Principal Liu had seen Li Lin shuddering.
Li Lin was called in front of him and said: "Little champion runs the train with his mouth full of mouth. There is no truth, you speak."
"Er, principal" Li Lin was nervous and straightened up: "Wang Ai played football while studying from a young age, and grew up physically after college, and the yard and the street seemed small. Look around, just The playground of the High School attached to the National People's Congress is quite suitable. We are afraid that it will affect the study of senior high school students, so we deliberately came after school. "
"Well, you think of it comprehensively, and you are afraid we will drive you away, right?" Principal Liu glanced at the two of them: "I have sorted out the papers and got off work late these days. I can see a child on the playground every day. Playing football, there is a young guy flying outside. Your good college student does n’t study and does n’t go out to play with classmates. What is the hobby of playing football alone?

"Principal, our little genius plays well." Li Lin hurriedly explained: "Last month, CCTV Sports Channel also broadcasted a documentary about our little genius."
"Really?" Principal Liu looked up and thought for a moment, and suddenly asked: "I heard that the Guinness Book of World Records is coming to the National People's Congress to issue a certificate to a student. I also took a special look at the rebroadcast of this documentary. Is that Wang Ai? "
Wang Ai's head was lingering.
"Oh ... who are you from?" Principal Liu suddenly asked Li Lin.
"I, I'm Wang Ai's parents invited to defend, defend." Li Lin stuttered.
"Oh?" Principal Liu turned his head up and down to look at Wang Ai: "What is your family doing?"
"Hey, did a little sale."
"Really?" Principal Liu brightened.