As soon as Su Jinyang heard that there was a reference room, he was about to unscrew the door. His hand suddenly loosened.

"Well..."

The reference room is full of important information about the group, which he should not enter casually. Even if his daughter marries Bo yunlizhen in the future, he still knows the discretion.

The two chatted again, and Su Jinyang drove away.

He noticed that the buttons on the collar of Bo Yunli's shirt were not as meticulous as usual, but two were loose.

Without the sense of alienation that refuses people thousands of miles away, there is a little more young affinity.

I always feel more and more like his daughter.

When Su Jinyang came home, he saw Xu Huanying holding two posters of baby boys he didn't know where to buy, and directed Zhang's mother to paste them in Su Ye's room.

An ancient "witchcraft" of seeking children.

Su Jinyang looked disgusted and hurriedly stopped: "all right, don't be a demon, and your medicine is prepared for others."

"Ah?"

Xu Huanying reacted and sat down on the sofa.

White happy!

Su Jinyang lit a cigarette, handed it to his mouth and took a deep breath.

To tell the truth, not only was Xu Huanying unhappy, but Su Jinyang, who had always disagreed with her daughter's marriage at such a young age, was also flashed.

Bai baipang's little grandson or something. On the way to Qingda, he really fantasized

——

At 6 p.m., Zhang Qingfeng rubbed his teeth and showed his face as a literary leader before finally coming to the telephone number of the author of the alien Lord.

He directly pushed the number to the Secretary: "please contact the author quickly. Be sincere and let 'him' know our sincerity in inviting 'him' to give a speech..."

The Secretary's eyes were very firm: "OK, headmaster Zhang, I'll go right away."

When the secretary left, Zhang Qingfeng was not idle. It was time to finish class, so he called Xiao su.

The experimental examination has been over for two days. I have to call now.

When Sue also received his call, she was going to the dormitory after class.

She glanced at the remark name displayed on the phone: Lao Zhang's head.

Zhao Xiaotao poked a small head: "who's Lao Zhang's head?"

"Our neighbor," said Su, holding his cell phone at the fork, went another way: "I'll answer the phone over there. You go back first."

Bai Yuqiao squinted: "..."

She deeply suspected that this "Lao Zhang's head" was her grandfather who turned his elbow out

Turning into the path, Sue answered the phone.

After that, Lao Zhang's smiling voice said, "I heard you also won the first place in the experimental examination?"

"Well," said sue in a clear and diffuse voice.

Zhang Qingfeng was very happy: "well, if the research room lacks any resources in the future, you can tell Grandpa."

"Thank you, Grandpa."

"Dudu..." Su also opened her cell phone and took a look. While she answered Zhang Qingfeng's phone, another strange landline number called.

She didn't care. She continued to reply to Zhang Qingfeng.

After chatting for about ten minutes until Su also came to the door of the dormitory, Zhang Qingfeng hung up reluctantly.

The middle plane called several times.

At the headmaster's office, Zhang Qingfeng hung up happily.

At the same time, the Secretary knocked at the door.

But the Secretary, who had a clear mind before, came in this time, but he looked embarrassed.

Zhang Qingfeng frowned: "the other party still disagrees?"

The Secretary shook his head: "no, headmaster, I called for ten minutes, but the other party has been busy and can't get in at all."

"Who are you talking to?" Zhang Qingfeng said, "if you can't get in, you can call again. Can the line be busy forever?"

The Secretary stood up straight: "yes..."

"Wait a minute," Zhang Qingfeng stopped before he took two steps. "Forget it, I'll fight myself."

Then Zhang Qingfeng broke off the landline, and the Secretary quickly dialed the author's mobile phone number.

Su also just entered the dormitory building, and a landline number came in her mobile phone. It seems that she will keep calling if she doesn't answer. Considering this, she still answered.

At the other end of the phone, the voice was very familiar: "Hello, are you the author of the alien Lord? Yes, I'm Colonel Qing..."

Su also picked his eyebrows and said, "Grandpa Zhang?"

As soon as the word "Grandpa Zhang" fell, Zhang Qingfeng's voice suddenly stopped.

There was a silence on both sides.

A moment later, Zhang Qingfeng smiled kindly: "Oh, why did I call you again, wrong number, wrong number..."

Finish and hang up.

The secretary looked puzzled: "headmaster? It's not easy to get through. How can I hang up again..."

Zhang Qingfeng opened the mobile phone number sent by he Wenyu: "I dialed the wrong number..."

Halfway through the conversation, he gave a hand and suddenly reacted that this number... He didn't dial it at all. It was the secretary who helped him dial it

I don't know where he thought of it. He quickly looked at the mobile phone number sent to him by he Wenyu, and then clicked on Xiao Suye's mobile phone number he had saved. He was worried

Same number?

What do you mean?!

Read the book signing news... Doesn't it say that the author is a man?

Su is also here. After Zhang Qingfeng hung up, she didn't enter the elevator at all and leaned lazily against the column in the hall on the first floor.

Silently count: "three, two, one..."

When I counted to "one", the mobile phone rang again.

This time, Zhang Qingfeng's voice cracked: "also, alien Lord... Did you write it?"

"Ah, yes," Su said calmly, "so I can't go to the speech, which affects my study."

Zhang Qingfeng: "

After hanging up, Zhang Qingfeng sat in his chair for a long time before digesting it.

This little thing... As like as two peas in her aunt, she is not only a good doctor, but also a literary genius.

If students know that Su is the author of the alien Lord, it will certainly cause an uproar and affect their study.

Later, as Su thought, Zhang Qingfeng was usually serious and reserved, but in fact, he was the most fussy person.

At present, although he promised to keep it a secret for Su at school, he still couldn't suppress his excitement after knowing the news. He directly opened the grandpa group, @ everyone.

Distant Acacia: have you seen the Lord of the alien world? Do you know who wrote this?

Originally, he wanted to wait until everyone didn't know, and then he could tell you the exciting news.

But who knows, soon, he received several replies

Chairman Xie Yuzhou: of course I know. Mr. Zhang, I also wrote this book. I also wrote her a recommendation preface.

Zhang Qingfeng: "

Zhan: Yes, I wrote it too. My granddaughter-in-law is so talented.

Zhang Qingfeng: "?"

Autumn wind sweeps away the fallen leaves: so you all wrote it. I thought it was only me. [unhappy. JPG]

Zhang Qingfeng: "??"

What's wrong with old ye?

He should be unhappy!

Everyone knows... He doesn't know?

He is a literary leader, and he didn't even invite him to write a recommendation preface?!

One after another, Zhang Qingfeng was hit violently.

Finally, Gu Hejun, the late grandfather group, took the last drop of blood with a decisive kill.

Gu Hejun, editor in chief of foreign Lord: ← brother Qingfeng, please see my newly changed wechat name.

Zhang Qingfeng:

——

On Wednesday afternoon, each doctor selected the official students he wanted to bring and notified them on the educational administration system.

On Thursday, the first day of the laboratory.

In the morning, all the staff in 901 dormitory arrived at the research room on time.

Zhao Xiaotao and Yingye Tong are preparatory students. They don't have a doctor, but they can go to the research room to listen.

Meanwhile, the president's office next door.

Bo Yunli received a call from Lin Zhan: "cousin, the 4S store said the car had been repaired."