Chapter 190 Excellent to the point of despair (1 more)
Office building, principal's office.
"An Anhui, teachers and students have been coming to me to complain in the past few days, saying that Sun Mo's spirit pattern course only draws spirit gathering patterns. This is simply perfunctory. Some people say that you are using your power for personal gain. Are you going to
how to explain?"
Zhang Hanfu asked.
He was prepared to endure it for a while. After all, when Sun Mo went to the Dark Continent, he would most likely never come back. However, when he was inspecting the school today, he heard people discussing Sun Mo from time to time. Not only did they give positive comments, but also some
Many people say that Zhou Yong has not been fired for so long because he shielded him.
Hearing those ugly curse words, Zhang Hanfu couldn't bear it anymore and immediately came to find An Hui. No matter what, he wanted to give Sun Mo some color first.
Otherwise, I would really think that I am a vegetarian.
In fact, it was not Sun Mo who did this. Li Gong secretly found someone to spread the message after trying to figure out his feelings.
Li Gong was very lucky. After reporting Yang Cai, the unlucky guy was silenced by Zhang Hanfu before Yang Cai could confess him.
So Gong Li was still the foreman of the logistics department in the school. When he learned that there was a new logistics director, he was still disappointed. Why not Sun Mo?
However, he also knew that Sun Mo was too young to hold such an important position, but who knew that a few days later, the school would issue an announcement announcing that Sun Mo would be appointed as the Logistics Minister.
Even though he is the deputy, the chief has gone away, so the logistics department is Sun Mo's boss.
Now that Sun Mo suddenly became his immediate boss, Li Gong, who was already a loser, was overjoyed and quickly seized the opportunity to flatter him.
Li Gong felt that Sun Mo must have convinced An Xinhui to sleep on the bed, otherwise how could he accept his fate like this?
Anyway, if he did this, Zhang Hanfu's reputation would be ruined for half the street.
With the character of An Anhui and Wang Su, they would never do such a thing, so Zhang Hanfu felt that it must be Sun Mo who did it, so he started to cause trouble for him.
"Are there less than ten people in Sun Mo's class? If not, I will cancel this class!"
An Anhui asked back.
"I was just about to say this, but Sun Mo openly gave the students soul-gathering patterns. Isn't this using his wealth to attract more people to attend the class? This is unfair competition!"
Zhang Hanfu was furious: "Many teachers have come to me to report."
"Did Sun Mo draw those spirit-gathering patterns?"
An Xinhui interrupted Zhang Hanfu.
"Forehead!"
There is no way to refute this, because it was indeed Sun Mo who described it in front of the audience, and it is said that the grade is not low.
"That's no problem. If the teacher draws something with his own hands and rewards the students to encourage them to study harder, is there a problem?"
An Anhui's eloquence is also good.
"Okay, let's put this aside for now. You said Sun Mo solved the school funding problem. How did he solve it?"
Zhang Hanfu is curious, you can’t really sell your butt, right?
"Vice-Principal Zhang has everything on his plate, so you don't need to worry about this."
An Anhui wouldn't tell this guy to save him from bad things.
"Do you also know that I am the vice principal? I did not sign Sun Mo's appointment letter!"
Zhang Hanfu was very angry.
"Master Wang signed it!"
An Anhui pushed back forcefully, which made Zhang Hanfu feel uncomfortable.
"..."
Zhang Hanfu cursed in his heart, Wang Su, that lunatic, didn't know what it was about Sun Mo that he liked. He was so kind to him, which made people jealous.
"I still have a lot of work to do. If you're okay, please go out!"
An Anhui issued an eviction order.
Zhang Hanfu's face darkened. When he saw An Xinhui ignoring him, he felt that there was nowhere to vent his anger. He snorted heavily, slammed the door and left.
No, we can’t just let it go!
Zhang Hanfu decided to find a few teachers and students to complain to Sun Mo. Even if he couldn't stop the class, he would be disgusted to death.
On campus, beside a flower bed, Zhang Hanfu, who was passing by, suddenly saw his son.
"Qian Lin, why are you so dazed?"
Seeing his most promising son, Zhang Hanfu couldn't help but smile, but then he frowned.
What's going on with this lonely expression on my son's face?
"You went to see An Hui?"
In Zhang Hanfu's opinion, his son must have invited An Hui to dinner again but was rejected. Hey, I told you it was impossible for you.
"No!"
Zhang Qianlin shook his head.
"Eh? What's wrong with you?"
Zhang Hanfu was surprised.
"fine."
Zhang Qianlin frowned, stood up impatiently, and was about to leave, but after walking a few steps, he stopped again and asked: "Dad, am I very talented in spiritual pattern learning?"
"Absolutely. Why should I go out of my way to ask someone to send you out for further study? Just because He Yuanjin is not worthy of teaching you!"
Zhang Hanfu walked over with a smile on his face and patted his son on the shoulder: "Stop thinking nonsense, you are the best. That Sun Mo who can only draw spirit gathering patterns is rubbish compared to you."
When he said this, Zhang Hanfu's face was full of disdain. He felt that Sun Mo must only be familiar with the spirit gathering pattern, otherwise why didn't he talk about other things?
It has to be said that Zhang Hanfu's old dog eyes, which have been trained by society for a long time, are accurate. If he had targeted this point earlier, Sun Mo would really not be able to continue in this class.
"Okay, go relax and don't be too nervous. You have just returned to school and we are not familiar with each other. After a month or two, all the teachers and students in the school will know that my son is the most powerful spiritual pattern master."
Zhang Hanfu comforted him.
"Um!"
Zhang Qianlin cheered up again: "By the way, what are you going to do? Is there anything I can do to help?"
"Find someone to mess with Sun Mo!"
Zhang Hanfu was quite blunt.
"..."
Zhang Qianlin's expression became unnatural as he listened, and he hesitated to speak.
"What's wrong?"
Zhang Hanfu frowned: "If you have something to say, just say it?"
"Dad, don't go."
Zhang Qianlin persuaded.
"Why?"
Zhang Hanfu wonders, when did my son's heart become so soft? Moreover, he is still your love rival, so you should not miss any opportunity to disgust him.
Zhang Qianlin didn't want to say it, but when he thought that his father would definitely be frustrated if he made trouble for Sun Mo in the study of spiritual patterns, he had to say it out loud.
"He is very powerful!"
"Who? What's great about it?"
Zhang Hanfu was a little unhappy: "As a grown man, don't speak so hesitantly, your temperament has become vulgar."
"It's Sun Mo. He's very good at spiritual patterns. Don't cause trouble for him."
Zhang Qianlin felt relaxed after saying it in one breath.
"What?"
Zhang Hanfu thought he had heard wrongly. His son was extremely talented in the study of spiritual patterns. He had been confident and arrogant since he was a child and never gave up. But now, he actually said that Sun Mo was powerful?
"You should give up this idea quickly, otherwise you will definitely be humiliating yourself."
Zhang Qianlin is going to the library. He must find out the origin of that spiritual pattern today.
"Wait a minute, you're sitting here with a lonely look on your face. Didn't you go to Sun Mo's class and get hit?"
Zhang Hanfu was shocked, how is this possible? That Sun Mo is better than my genius son?
"Hey, to tell you the truth, Sun Mo's attainments in this subject can probably be ranked among the top five in the entire Zhongzhou University."
Zhang Qianlin sighed, then clenched his fists again, I will not admit defeat.
"Are you talking nonsense?"
Zhang Hanfu's mouth twitched, but he knew in his heart that his son never praised others easily, and whenever he was praised, it was because of his true talents.
Zhang Qianlin didn't answer anymore, turned and left.
Zhang Hanfu stood there for a while, then cursed "F*ck" and started kicking a sycamore tree next to him.
Bang! Bang! Bang!
Large green leaves fell down one after another.
Zhang Hanfu really didn't expect that a new teacher would make his old dog suffer so much.
Then he began to envy An Anhui's good luck. You are really good at picking your fiancé. With Sun Mo, you actually reversed your disadvantage!
Wait, this matter has nothing to do with An Xinhui, it should be the old principal who knows people well!
"Hey, it's such a pity. If the old principal can be promoted to a saint, there is a high probability that Zhongzhou University will be able to return to the list of the nine rich and famous schools."
Zhang Hanfu sighed, and then there was a look of loneliness on his face. How great it would be if I were a four-star famous teacher!
Even Zhang Qianlin is saying that Sun Mo is excellent, which shows how good Wang Su is in recognizing people, and his second star is really far behind.
"Should I give up the fight for the position of principal and concentrate on academic research and teaching students? No, no, in that case, Prince Li will be the first to kill me."
As soon as this idea came to mind, Zhang Hanfu quickly got rid of it. He could no longer make the decision on this kind of thing.
…
"Mr. Zheng? Why are you here?"
When Sun Mo saw Zheng Qingfang, he hurriedly greeted him. He had a good impression of this like-minded old man.
"I really can't wait. Where is the second half of "Journey to the West"? It's been almost two months, you should have finished it, right?"
Zheng Qingfang looked at Sun Mo eagerly, waiting for food.
"Forehead!"
Sun Mo scratched his hair: "I didn't write it!"
"What?"
Zheng Qingfang grabbed his heart and felt so distressed that he almost suffocated. It turned out to be the worst answer. He also thought that even if Sun Mo only wrote a little, he could read the manuscript first to satisfy his craving.
Now, there are no more plums to quench thirst.
"Mr. Zheng!"
Sun Mo wanted to explain.
"Call me uncle!"
Zheng Qingfang interrupted Sun Mo.
"Uncle Zheng, I'm very busy recently!"
Sun Mo wrote novels before because he had just arrived and had little living expenses left, so he wanted to make money by writing books, but he no longer needs to.
Not to mention the formulas for the giant medicine package and the spring water beauty medicine package, just draw a few spiritual patterns and get thousands of taels of silver. Why bother to write a book?
"..."
Zheng Qingfang's lips moved, and he wanted to say something, you are a trainee teacher, what are you busy with? At most, you can do some errands and odd jobs, right?
Huh, he must be busy chasing girls. I heard that this year the school belle of Wandao College, her name is Gu Xiuxun, came to Zhongzhou University.
As soon as Sun Mo saw Zheng Qingfang's expression, he knew that he was wrong and quickly clarified.
"I officially joined the job more than a month ago, and now I am an on-the-job teacher at Zhongzhou University."