"Yes."
With a small face and a nod, Lin Ling obediently followed Zheng Jianguo into the car. She opened her eyes this afternoon. It seems that all the foreigners she could see occasionally in the street came to the yard, and they were very kind when talking. Of course, more is her experience of wearing: "Camille's clothes are very expensive?"
Due to Zheng Jianguo's reason, Camille's dress is not the big wave long hair, shoulder padded jacket and shoulder length skirt popular in America at present, nor the Calvin jeans she won on her own.
Instead, he had long, neat, medium brown hair and an elegant pink dress. He wore Patek Philippe's first Nautilus women's watch on his wrist and a pair of flat shoes on his feet.
This is because Camille, 15, is 168 cm tall. If you put on shoes with heels, he will be taller than Zheng Jianguo: "it's not expensive. You want me to ask my fourth sister to buy you a set."
"Thank you."
Lin Ling laughed quickly, then remembered something and said, "I'll pay you back if I make money."
"Then you should study hard, especially English."
Zheng Jianguo smiled and didn't say you didn't have to pay it back. If it was someone else, he might say such a polite word, but such a small "aunt" can only remind him of Yang Guo's relationship with Xiao Longnv
In addition, Zheng Jianguo said with a smile: "my mother wants you to take care of me in Boston, but she doesn't know that there are strict regulations for minors under the age of 18, so you study hard in the past two years. If you can enter the University, I'll send you out to study abroad."
"That's what brother Zheng said. Don't worry. I'll study hard and don't lose face."
I don't know what she thought. Lin Ling sipped her mouth and said it. Then she turned her head and looked out of the window. Zheng Jianguo moved her mouth and didn't say anything in the end.
Brother Zheng in Lin Ling's mouth must mean Zheng Fugui. It seems that my mother still wants to take her out. If I hadn't explained it to her earlier, I would have to make sister Du angry at that time?
Thinking of Du Xiaomei, Zheng Jianguo also remembered that if Zheng Fugui went to college, I was afraid I would have some emotions. Unless Zheng Fugui was allowed to go to this university around Shanxian County, the nearest to Shanxian County should be Yu Quan's teacher training college?
But Yuquan teachers' training college is in Yuquan City, 70 or 80 miles away from Shanxian County. Zheng Fugui can't go home every day. So how about going home once a week?
If my mother is at home alone, let Lin Ling keep her company?
"My sister-in-law is secretly learning English -"
Looking out of the window, Zheng Jianguo was thinking of paste. Lin Ling, who looked at the window, suddenly said, "she wants me to teach her."
"Oh, this is 007 that my mother plans to put around?"
Small eyes flashed the light of enlightenment. Zheng Jianguo slowly nodded and said, "OK, it's good to learn something. Then I wish you and my mother make progress together."
"Yes!"
He nodded heavily, and Lin Ling smiled on her dark cheek, "I won't tell her to you."
"Call me if you have any difficulties."
Just remembered that this was 007 that my mother had installed. Zheng Jianguo took out his wallet from his pocket, took out a brand-new business card and handed it to her. "There's my contact information on it. If there's any problem, you can call these numbers, but you need to say hello in English. Here's the number of the pager. Don't call before you learn English well."
"OK!"
After taking over the gilded delicate piece of paper, Lin Ling found that except that the name of Zheng Jianguo was Chinese, the other fonts were English. She couldn't help wondering, "what's written on it?"
"My name, director of the Institute, associate professor or something."
The corners of her mouth pulled out a smile. Zheng Jianguo didn't show off, so she heard Lin Ling say, "are you an associate professor so young? Like our associate professor? "
"This -- it's still different. We can't become an associate professor in one step, but we need to make time from our qualifications. The teaching assistant who stays in school after graduation will become a lecturer for a few years, and then become an associate professor for a few years. It will take eight years and ten years to succeed.
Moreover, the biggest difference between associate professors and full professors abroad is that they have research fields, rather than those who neither teach nor teach can get the title of professor by virtue of administrative positions. "
Zheng Jianguo looked disapproval. Although he had little chance to enter the academic circle in his last life, he was educated by Professor Kong before he went abroad in this life, and then he was watched by nongshaoshan after he went out. Now I think Comrade Lao Nong probably found his own Helicobacter pylori after he found it?
After all, everyone is in the field of microbiology. If ye minde hadn't told this scum before, Zheng Jianguo would probably have become this's "friend" in a muddle, and maybe the mother of DNA would make wedding clothes for others.
Therefore, due to the previous lessons, Zheng Jianguo had a clear feeling about the pickling in the academic circle at present. It was only because this group had solidified and no one provoked himself that he pretended not to see it.
However, Zheng Jianguo's statement obviously aroused Lin Ling's curiosity: "which is more powerful, our professors or foreign professors?"
"There are real professors and apprentices. Not all foreign countries are rich, and some are poor enough to beg, but there is not a big pot of rice. The rich are invincible, and the poor starve to death on the streets -"
Although he was disgusted by Professor Kong, Zheng Jianguo didn't overturn the whole ship with one pole. If he had been wronged before, he felt that it was dark this day. Then with the deepening of analytical techniques in learning, especially after the matter of nongshaoshan, he also had his own way of thinking: "too much now will affect your world outlook, Wait until you graduate from college? "
"OK, thank you."
She nodded vaguely, and Lin Ling's attention shifted: "will Li Lijun sing on the stage today?"
"Yes, she will sing" when will you come again "and some songs."
Zheng Jianguo said that if it weren't for Li Lijun to sing the song, he wouldn't have made up his mind to run back. After thinking about it, he smiled: "I invited old Liu. I think he would have a deeper feeling."
"Liu Lao? Who is he《 When will you come again? "
When the question mark on Lin Ling's face turned into a daze, Zheng Jianguo looked out of the car window and entered the gym. He said, "this song made him lose a pair of eyes and everything in sports. Come on, let's witness this moment of history."
"Oh -"
When Lin Ling blinked, Zheng Jianguo opened the door and got out of the car. A man in middle-aged cadre clothes slapped his hands: "Jianguo, welcome."
"This is chief editor Wang of the capital evening news. The concert was organized with his support."
In the roaring applause, Hao Yun appeared nearby at some time. Zheng Jianguo said that he held his hands with editor in chief Wang's and looked at Li Lijun behind him: "editor in chief Wang, we don't have to be so polite. This is Miss Li Lijun. She is surrounded by Miss Ling Qingxia, all stars from Baodao.
Sister Li, sister Ling, this is the editor in chief of our host capital evening news. This is Camille, a star from the United States, and her family. They both came as guests and came to play -- "
"Welcome, Miss Li Lijun. I've heard a lot about you!"
"Welcome, Miss Ling Qingxia. I've heard a lot about you!"
"Welcome to you and your family, Miss Camille. I've heard a lot about you!"
After a series of handshakes, chief editor Wang began to introduce Zheng Jianguo to the people who got up: "Jianguo, this is reporter Sha, the planner of the concert. This is the host he found. It's Gan Lijun with the same name as Miss Li -"
"Oh, so you're here?"
Zheng Jianguo with a smile felt a bright look when he saw Gan Lijun. The editor in chief Wang, who was introduced next to him, saw that the smile on the corner of his mouth was much larger: "Gan Lijun was borrowed from Zhongshan concert hall by our reporter Sha."
"Ha, Gan - comrade is very beautiful, and reporter Sha has a good eye."
Holding a soft hand, Zheng Jianguo shook it again. Zheng Jianguo reluctantly loosened his hand and said it to chief editor Wang. He saw that the latter quickly looked at Gan Lijun and began to introduce her next position: "Professor Gu is also the promoter of this concert. The main song of this time was created by her and other comrades -"
"Hello, Zheng Jianguo."
Professor Gu, with an unhappy face, shook hands with Zheng Jianguo and then loosened it. Zheng Jianguo dealt with it coldly with a look of thousands of miles. Zheng Jianguo didn't care about the old professor's attitude. After all, he knew what he had done to Gan Lijun before. However, to tell the truth, he really liked Gan Lijun, which came from the resentment of his previous life.
Who doesn't like the host of the performance celebrating the return of Hong Kong Island under the hero monument?
For a moment, due to the change of his psychological identity, Zheng Jianguo didn't care about Professor Gu. Everyone also wondered whether he could see it next time. At this time, he could only ask for trouble, and he didn't want to get into trouble: "didn't Mr. Li Yigu come?"
"No, there's a letter about vocal cord bleeding. It can only be used as a decoration to congratulate us on the success of our performance."
Editor in chief Wang didn't expect Zheng Jianguo to mention that one. He immediately explained it in a daze. He saw Zheng Jianguo nodding and saying, "well, she's like that."
Zheng Jianguo closed his mouth before he finished half a sentence subconsciously. The editor in chief Wang was stunned again. Then he turned and looked at the old man sitting in a wheelchair: "this is our professor Liu, the composer of when will you come again, Professor Liu, Zheng Jianguo is here --"
"Well, I heard it. It's a young man with a full middle spirit. It's worthy of my Chinese youth."
Professor Liu in the wheelchair spoke and raised his hands. Zheng Jianguo bent down and leaned out his hands to hold them. He didn't want to hear Professor Liu say before he spoke: "I heard that you were born in a poor family. You haven't had calluses since you went out for two years. Jianguo --"
"Hehe, Professor Liu, according to my research, human skin cells are updated once a month. I have updated them more than 20 times. I can't leave calluses anymore.
However, although I haven't been down since I was admitted to university, science is now the primary productive force, and intellectuals are also part of the working class. "
Feeling Professor Liu's painful hand, Zheng Jianguo still kept a faint smile on his face. When he said, he saw Professor Liu side his ears and nodded his head: "yes, intellectuals are also part of the working class, so I, the composer intellectual, want to ask you, the doctor intellectual, Do you have any idea of composing songs for people to sing? "
"Ah, there is an idea. We can discuss it later. I have to introduce you to Miss Li Lijun, the singer of" when will you come again "which is widely loved by Chinese all over the world."
Looking at Professor Liu's big sunglasses, Zheng Jianguo felt desolate on him although he had heard of his experience for a long time, but there were too many onlookers at the moment, so he said to look at Li Lijun behind him: "Sister Li, this is Professor Liu, the composer of when will you come again."
"Hello, Professor Liu, I'm young singer Li Lijun -"
When Li Lijun felt his hand and Professor Liu held it, Zheng Jianguo continued to show his hand with the introduction of chief editor Wang: "this is young actor Su Ping -"
"Hello, Su Ping, looking forward to your performance."
In view of the pig like in front of Gan Lijun, Zheng Jianguo just held out his hand and shook it gently after seeing the sister who was about to become popular in the north and south of the river, so he soon met her and several other new star singers. Editor in chief Wang said, "I have arranged you to the back of the stage, where are the comrades of our newspaper."
"This is no problem, but I want to discuss those poems with Professor Liu. Take them to the front first."
Looking at the watch on his wrist, Zheng Jianguo came to Professor Liu after appointing chief editor Wang. At the same time, he said: "Professor Liu, actually, when I was outside, I had spent money to find someone to compose these poems, but now I haven't found a suitable person to sing. I'm all right. I'll watch and sing a few words by myself, or let's find a place, Shall I sing you? "
"Oh, which country composer are you looking for?"
Professor Liu looked at Zheng Jianguo's standing direction with his sunglasses on his face. Then he felt that it was too noisy around him, so he nodded and said, "let's find a place and sing to me. If not, let's discuss it."
"Well, let's find a quiet place."
Zheng Jianguo stood behind his wheelchair and pushed Professor Liu. He soon came to the corner in front of the stage. Listening to the buzzing discussion in the gymnasium, he did not hesitate to look at Professor Liu: "who am I in the vast sea of people -"