Chapter 788

Pei Yunge's good-looking pupil narrowed, and bit a small long spoon, input a paragraph of words.

[well, take the prize. 】

JIANG song, on the other side of the story, said: "it's just

Get a prize?

Jiang song turned his head and asked his companion, "do you know max? Is she an artist

"Do you read too much romance novels? We hackers and part-time artists? "

Boys with instant noodles laugh.

Jiang song a listen more puzzled, "then where does she go to get the prize?"

"What? To get the prize?? Let me see! "

Instant noodle grabs the mobile phone and looks at this simple chat record for a long time.

Finally, "boss, how are you, dogleg."

Jiang song's secluded and cool sight falls on the body of Paomian head.

The head of instant noodles shakes his head, such as pounding garlic, "it is to bear humiliation and bear heavy burdens, and the husband does it."

Jiang song has no time to argue with him.

Just can't help but say, "is there any special award ceremony in recent days?"

Even more important than entering C17???

At the beginning, they couldn't sleep in the middle of the night when they first interviewed C17 insiders, and they wanted to fly over to sign the agreement.

This is a good one. I have a full schedule.

I have to make an appointment with her.

"Recently? Yes, the farrizk prize in R The head of instant noodles is straight.

Jiang song: What do you say

Paomiantou thinks Jiang song really didn't hear him clearly. He talks about it in a continuous way, "the farrizk mathematics award, the highest honor award in the mathematics field. All the people who can win this prize are the genius among the genius..."

"So what do you think this award has to do with max?" Jiang song smiles.

This is not lower than the probability that Max is an artist???

Paomiantou thought, "they learn computer, not mathematics are very good?"

"I love you!"

Jiang song slapped his face on the back of his head to make him sober.

Is this special? I've read too many novels??

……

The next day.

The above punishment, soon came down.

Feng Jianwen did not move for the time being, but President Feng was dismissed.

This matter, the school spread a lot.

Feng Jianwen was even more embarrassed and did not speak to anyone all day.

And until noon.

The junior class competition began.

In the conference hall.

Pei Yunge sits in the third row. Seeing the achievements of Yuncheng junior class, he quickly lowers his head and plays with his mobile phone.

The good thing about Mr. Hou is that he has a strong ability to resist pressure, and he can also keep smiling.

3：11。

Yuncheng University Junior Class 3, Beichuan University 11.

As the first university in China, Yunda lost miserably this time.

The enrollment of Yunda is much stricter than that of Beichuan University.

However, these young students in Yunda think that their high intelligence quotient ability is the most important factor, and they are not willing to work hard on their studies.

So here we go.

Next door in Beichuan, this is to press their faces on the ground to rub.

……

And until today, the students in the junior class of Yunda are not qualified to be at ease.

Looking at the students of Yunda junior class, Pei Yunge feels that this competition is also a good lesson.

"Mr. Hou, calm down."

Pei Yunge looked at Mr. Hou, probably thinking of Tiqi and them, and suddenly became more gentle with Mr. Hou.

Mr. Hou's sudden consolation to Pei Yunge is unexpected.

He sighed. "This time, I'm sure I'll lose."

"What's important about losing?"

Pei Yunge's understanding words, let Jianxi, who plays the game next to her, slowly turns her head and looks at her

Last time, when jesming was almost tied by the second place, she remembered that Pei Yunge didn't say that

Pei Yunge's original words are -

"fortunately, you won this time, otherwise I really don't know if I should teach you again from the primary school curriculum."

Their y.g. teacher's damned desire to win or lose

"You're right. You're in a good mood." Mr. Hou nodded with approval.

Only Jessie was there, with her head down and afraid to speak.

Pei Yunge is still bright and rebellious eyebrows, with a few scattered smile, one hand lazily holding his cheek.

Until half-time.

As soon as the students on the stage came down, someone was laughing at Beichuan university next door.

"Are they really a junior class? How come it's not much different from the high school class? "

After asking, there was a burst of laughter from the next room, which made the young students of Yunda step down with a green and red face."Lost?"

Mr. Hou asked lightly.

The students in the junior class were silent.

I began to understand why Mr. Hou was so hard on them.

No matter how good the talent is, there will be times to be eliminated.

"They must not be in the junior class. There is a student who looks almost nineteen or twenty years old!" There is a steamed bun face girl indignant way.

At this time.

Students from Beichuan university next door can hear you clearly.

"Then you should go with the students from 19 to 20! Our class is not afraid The youth class next door opened up.

"Well, the TA in their class looks like they're 19-20."

Someone interrupted suddenly.

This made Pei Yunge, who had been playing with his mobile phone, stopped with his hand.

Soon.

The teaching assistant next door came over. It was a girl in her twenties and forties.

She said with a smile, "in that case, why don't you try your TA? Teaching assistants are so young that we really want to know about the level of teachers in your school. "

Mr. Hou was stiff, "this..."

Until now, Mr. Hou has always thought that Pei Yunge came to be a teaching assistant through the back door.

I'm afraid they don't have the level of their junior class.

"No more."

Pei Yun song head also does not lift, the slow light voice refused.

Other people, looking at this young teaching assistant in Yunda, seem to have no concern about the success or failure of her junior class, and they can still play the master's plan so calmly. An idea immediately comes to mind.

I'm afraid the TA is not a parallel.

No wonder the level of Yunda junior class is so poor.

"Can anyone in Yunda be a teaching assistant?" There was a whisper of sarcasm.

"That is to say, the teaching assistants of our junior class in Beichuan are already doctoral students."

Half of the students in the junior class in Beichuan are the students who lost the election at the beginning, so they have accumulated deep resentment against Yunda.

And the youth class of Yunda, hearing this, is the first time that they feel frustrated by being beaten in the face.

"It's none of your business."

Yunda youth class of a boy, unhappy said.

It's not because of a good relationship with PEI Yunge.

I just think that Pei Yunge was ridiculed this time because they couldn't win.

At the end of the day, half of the blame lies with them.

"It's just that I'm not good at it. What does it have to do with her? It's just a temporary assistant to our class. "

Another girl looked at Pei Yunge, an unnatural cold voice.

And now.

Jessie had some accidents, and the group was not hopeless.

She couldn't help looking at Pei Yunge.

Waiting for her reply.

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