V3.Chapter 46

Although I'm not a very rich man now, I'm also a rich man anyway. It's only a matter of time before I have a fortune of more than 100 million. In fact, I'm not picky about driving. Although we often take millions or even hundreds of millions of famous cars after knowing Jin Shaoyan, I'm not interested in those anti-collision airbags and GPS. I'm lucky to be able to drive 400 miles in the city, What are you afraid of? Besides, I'm a native. Give me a pair of wheel shoes in this territory, and Hitler's two cavalry divisions may not be able to find me - besides, can GPS tell you where the sewer has no manhole cover?

So it's urgent to buy a new car. I don't have high requirements. If the brand can see the past, it's OK, even if it drives like broken bread. After all, I have a special identity now, which represents the face of a school. Today I even want to represent our country. It's actually nothing to open bread. It should be neat, But it still has a lock on the door, which is a little too much. Although many celebrities and great men in the world have the habit of hard work and plain living, it seems that driving a broken car is not included in this list, because from another point of view, it is irresponsible for their own and other people's lives. The clutch of our car has been crushed by Xiang Yu. The gear handle vibrates back and forth during driving. The most important thing is that it is still a stolen car, A car that hasn't been inspected for many years and a car that has driven 10 times the whole March of the Red Army... Such a car is its best destiny to drive to the edge of a barren mountain and jump on the accelerator with a stick.

As a result, the plan failed. The steamed stuffed bun didn't know where she was crazy for a long time. The woman did a lot of fitness cards and beauty cards a few days ago. It seems that she is ready to be her little lady, but she got bored in a few days. Originally. She can't use either of these things. Later, she went to do some damn market research. When others helped her design the survey papers, she had long forgotten that there was no shadow, so the strong women didn't think of it. I advised her not to be discouraged. Didn't Edison experiment thousands of times to find the material suitable for making filaments - the first two failures only show that you are not suitable for being a little lady and a strong woman.

So I can only open the broken bread again. My plan is to hide it at the school gate and hide it far away.

Don't talk. I didn't think so before. It's obvious after getting used to a good car. If we don't say that the car leaks, it will turn upside down after passing through a small camp. Not only can people shake the ceiling, but also the broken door clangs.

But I found that I made a mistake. When I was more than 50 meters away from the parking lot at the main gate of Yucai, the road ahead was blocked by more than a dozen buses from the airport. They were entering the parking lot in turn under the command of xiaoliuzi. I wanted to step back. The road behind was filled by several interview vehicles printed with a certain TV station, and then there were endless relevant vehicles, including reception personnel arranged by the government.

I couldn't advance or retreat, so I had to drive quietly to the parking lot, hoping no one would find me. It started smoothly. My old car was inserted in a row of carts without attracting attention. However, as soon as I entered the parking lot, I saw that it was full of blonde foreigners and journalists from various countries carrying cameras. XiuXiu accompanied me as a guide and interpreter. Yan Jingsheng and several school teachers were in charge of reception. When they saw my car, they pointed this way together. I waved and winked at them in the car, but they thought I was greeting them. Yan Jingsheng took the lead in clapping and introduced to the foreigners nearby, A large group of reporters rushed up bravely to block around me and took pictures of me desperately. I noticed that several reporters specially took more photos of the locks on my door. I guess they are going to publish for websites with funny pictures such as eight eyed demons.

It's over. It's a disgrace to our motherland. In those years, Premier Zhou was criticized by foreign journalists for using a Parker pen. Fortunately, Premier Zhou was witty and said that it was captured on the battlefield. What should I say? Does Volkswagen offer a golden cup?

I got out of the car and half covered my face and waved to the people with shame. A big foreigner with blond hair rushed over to shake hands with me and said, "hello. I'm John from time magazine. Nice to meet you, principal Xiao."

I said with a smile, "yo. The Chinese language is really good."

John was embarrassed and said, "in addition to being a reporter, I am also an enthusiastic martial arts lover. I have studied in China for seven years. This task is what I did my best to win. I am curious about what made you achieve such impressive results."

Before I could speak, a foreigner who was not low beside him disdained and said, "if it's a free fighting competition, we can win all the gold medals."

John winked at him and said, "even then, those champions won't all come from the same school." He pointed out the theme of today's interview in one sentence. John introduced me with a smile: "this is Jim from the Washington Post. We are friends."

I scratched my head and thought: the internal newspaper of the United States Post and telecommunications office is doing well. It seems that I've always heard.

XiuXiu whispered to me, "these two are journalists from the world's mainstream media, and many people from other famous magazines, newspapers and radio and television stations."

I put my hands behind my back and said, "that's a good thing." I turned and asked Yan Jingsheng, "did President Zhang send someone to pick it up?"

Yan Jingsheng said, "it's sent - isn't it coming?"

A school bus for cultivating talents slowly opened. Several Yue Army soldiers and Li Bai helped Lao Zhang out of the bus. Lao Zhang threw away the people around him imperceptibly as soon as he landed on the ground, and then waved to the people again in the style of a classic old warlord. The reporters went up and took another fierce shot. XiuXiu timely introduced: "now, the two sponsors of our Yucai civil and military school have arrived. Let's start to visit."

Lao Zhang looks particularly good today, even better than any time before. He bullied me, clenched my hand and asked, "how did you arrange it?"

I said, "no arrangement. The children don't even know."

Lao Zhang nodded, "you did the right thing."

Among these people, Lao Zhang and XiuXiu are the people who know the details of our school best. In fact, they, like me, feel a little confused when they suddenly face such a situation. I don't know whether to deliberately hide or publicize. Now I can only let it go.

Just before our party took a few steps, a strong man suddenly came from behind the team like a snake and stopped me. He said in an awkward Chinese way: "I heard that President Xiao is the king of Sanda in your domestic competition, but I didn't see you in this Singapore competition. I don't know if I have the honor to compete with you?"

I looked at him, frowned and said, "Japanese?"

The man bowed to me: "I'm asamuro, the champion of Japan's three professional karate circles. I watched the whole competition in Singapore. This time I came to learn from you."

Although his words were polite, his triangular eyes were bulging, which was clearly a provocation. Basically, he raised a sign of "sick man of East Asia", which was the very sad prop man in the film.

I patted the 40 year old Japanese on the shoulder and said kindly, "the young man is very aggressive. Hehe, there will always be a chance. Now let's not waste everyone's time, let's visit the school first."

Then I walked past him. Although I still had biscuits in my pocket, even if I beat him, it would reduce the price. What's our identity? At the moment I passed him, I whispered to him, "are you big in your country? You're almost taller than me."

Every day: "

Yucai went through the same surprise construction as the air force base. Now it has basically taken shape, with an actual area of more than 3000 mu. There are four teaching areas, including martial arts field and classroom. The rest are the living area, horse range, shooting range, outdoor swimming competition field, etc. the whole campus is divided into the east gate and the main gate. There is an urn city in the east gate. The interior of the campus is completely a waterside pavilion desktop setting, with a greening area of more than 65%. At present, there are more than 2700 students, including more than 300 children from Cangzhou brought by the previous small 300 and Cheng Fengshou. All students come from poor areas in China, aged between 7 and 14. Implement a completely free education system.

I took these people from the fountain at the main gate and walked all the way to the east gate. I once suggested that everyone could take a school bus to visit, but they were unanimously rejected.

We crossed the long lawn, and in front of us was the Suzaku martial arts field. On the road, there were scattered small pavilions and rockeries to match the artistic conception. There are stone tablets to clarify the name and completion time of this place. The font is sometimes handsome and sometimes heroic, although foreigners don't understand it. But many reporters came to our country. Although they were not very professional, they couldn't help but marvel. Foreigners saw such a school for the first time. They looked fresh and snapped everywhere. Sometimes when we walked in the dark woods, the team was like a mutated giant firefly.

XiuXiu took the trumpet and walked at the front. Naturally, she wouldn't explain it to them in too detail. Soon we went to the rosefinch martial arts field. Each martial arts field also had an indoor martial arts hall for the annual martial arts competition. At this time, under the leadership of their teachers, the children sat in a group of three or five on the playground and listened carefully. From time to time, a teacher called a child's name to demonstrate on the spot.

When the foreigners arrived at the right place, they began to take crazy photos. John said curiously, "this is how you usually go to class?"

I said, "what do you think?"

John said, "I thought there would be a big scene of thousands of people wearing uniform white clothes and shaking like a mountain."

I said, "our civil and military school is a real civil and military school, not a named vocational high school. Martial arts can't eat a big stove. Besides, you wash it in white?"

John seemed inspired by my nonsense. He quickly took out a recording pen and pestled it into my mouth. He was busy lowering his head to write something on the paper. Jim of the post office scoffed at our teaching methods and just kept taking pictures in order to complete the task.