Chapter 561： Call me Mr. Huang

"Happy New Year!"

"Happy New Year, baby girl!"

Changnan City, Xijiang Province.

Song Qingtong looked at the delicious food on the large table, her appetite was so great that her chopsticks couldn't help moving.

It's been almost a month since I came back from winter vacation, and the happiest one is the first week I just came back.

I haven't seen each other for almost half a year. When the beasts come back, they are served by big fish and big meat. They want to eat and buy whatever they want.

And after a week at home...

Suddenly changed from a baby to an annoying guy, and the food changed back to normal. If you play with the phone for a while, as long as the mother sees it, she will say that you will know how to play with the phone all day long. Put a yummy and lazy label on it.

In short, she is looking forward to school now.

Fortunately, the frequency of nagging has decreased a lot in the past few days.

Halfway through the meal, 8pm came quietly.

The much-anticipated Spring Festival Gala has finally begun!

It's just that when Song Qingtong just raised his head to watch TV, the screen of the mobile phone on the table lit up.

It was a text message, and she didn't take it lightly at first, but after seeing the content clearly, her casual appearance disappeared instantly.

It was replaced by a look of confusion!

"What the hell, who gave me 100 yuan?"

Take a closer look, the content shows [red envelope income], where did the red envelope come from?

But Father Song noticed the change on Song Qingtong's face, put down the wine glass in his hand, and asked curiously, "Tongtong, what's wrong?"

"It's okay, just inexplicably received a transfer income of 100 yuan from CCB." Song Qingtong couldn't feel the headache for a long time. Could it be that the 100 yuan fell from the sky?

At this time, several WeChat message notifications suddenly popped up.

It was the news of the class group, and it was only when I clicked on it that I discovered the origin of the 100 yuan.

"@All staff and students, have you received the 100 yuan red envelope? This is the New Year's red envelope that the school gave you. I wish you a happy new year~"

After the counselor's message, a group of students bubbled up.

"I wipe, it turned out to be from the school? I thought it was black money from where."

"The school is really powerful, and it even gives out red envelopes during the Chinese New Year. Although 100 yuan is not much, I am very moved."

"Brother Meng, who doesn't love a school like this!"

"It seems that other schools don't give out red envelopes. In terms of humanization, our school is still reliable!"

After reading these comments, I realized that 100 yuan is the annual fee issued by the school. The most important thing is that all students in the school have it, and there is no discrimination.

"It's still our school~" Song Qingtong swiped her fingers on the screen, giggling on her lips.

"Qingtong, are you still looking at your phone? Take a good look at the Spring Festival Gala. Will the Alipay Collection of Five Fortunes be awarded later?" Father Song thought of an unethical activity, and waited with longing while cursing.

That thing is only the first time you get it, and the points are more. Last year, it was only a few yuan for one person to collect Wufu, which is not as high as the tossing traffic fee.

"Oh, I see, right now." Song Qingtong responded perfunctorily, his eyes twinkling.

She is currently busy making a video, which will be uploaded to Douyin later.

I still remember that the video in the admission letter brought her a lot of traffic and fans.

ten minutes later.

One titled [Have you ever seen a school that gives red envelopes to students during the Chinese New Year? 100 yuan per person! #There is a kind of university called someone else's school#Guanghua University] Uploaded successfully.

After the video was uploaded successfully, in just one hour, the number of likes exceeded 1,000, and the number of comments also exceeded 100.

"I'm envious, I knew that I would not give up admission to Guanghua University, woohoo, I will definitely go back next year!"

"Miss upstairs, as a friendly reminder, if your score doesn't improve much, I'm afraid you won't be able to go back..."

"Although 100 yuan is not much, it is very fragrant! And if it is 100 yuan per capita, it will cost several million in total, which is sour!"

"Sure enough, good schools are owned by others... It's too real."

"@Central South University, ahem, do you understand what I mean?"

"@Hohai University, come and learn from it!!!"

...

As for what happened on Douyin, Chen Hao had no idea.

At this moment, he is watching the Spring Festival Gala with his parents in the villa at No. 52 Anhai Road.

The New Year's Eve dinner at school today didn't end until after 7:00, and after dealing with the aftermath, Chen Hao didn't go back until after 8:00.

Fortunately, the New Year's Eve dinner hosted this time went smoothly and nothing went wrong.

The only thing that was speechless was that some researchers came to Chen Hao's table to toast in person. He was embarrassed for not drinking at all, and he ended up drinking a little too high.

There is also a red envelope of 100 yuan for all the students' CCB cards on New Year's Eve, which is actually a small means to unite people's hearts.

The money is not much, but it can enhance everyone's sense of belonging and identity to the school.

Maybe it was because he drank a lot at night, and Chen Hao was dizzy now. When his parents were laughing at the Spring Festival Gala, he just wanted to slip away.

"Dad, Mom, let's watch the Spring Festival Gala next. I drank too much at night. I'll go back to sleep first..." With that, Chen Hao stood up and prepared to go back to his room.

It's just that Chen Wenxuan and Chen's mother watched the sketch with relish, completely ignoring Chen Hao's words.

Chen Hao:  …

It feels like he is the most redundant one in this family.

It's a real reality.

A few days after the New Year, everything was fine.

until the fifth day of the new year.

Chen Hao drives a car in Siming District.

During the Chinese New Year, many urban migrant workers went home, and the bigger the city, the emptier it was.

However, the flow of people on Ludao is still not small, because winter vacation is also a rare good time to go out and play games.

The car ended up being quite stable in a very old-fashioned neighborhood.

He took out a bag of fruit and a carton of milk from the trunk and walked into the 12th unit building.

"Beep-"

After the doorbell rang a few times, the security door opened.

"Professor Huang, Happy New Year, I'm here to greet you!" Chen Hao said with a smile.

"Happy New Year to you, Principal, please come in." Seeing Chen Hao's appearance, Professor Huang Hong seemed a little surprised.

The door opened When Professor Huang Hong glanced at the things in Chen Hao's hands, he smiled bitterly, "Principal, the gift is really unnecessary, it will cost you too much."

"There is no reason to start with empty hands. Besides, there is no tobacco and alcohol, just fruit and milk, which are not worth much." Chen Hao smiled.

Walking into the house, I found that the house is not big, with three bedrooms, one living room, one kitchen and one bathroom, but to be precise, there are only two bedrooms, because one bedroom was converted into a study.

The biggest impression on Chen Hao is that there are a lot of books, even if there is a small bookcase in the living room with a lot of books.

"Professor Huang, how did you feel when you came to Guanghua for class? Did you encounter any problems?" Chen Hao took the water glass and said thank you.

Huang Hong still had a gentle smile on his face, "Don't call me Professor Huang, call me Teacher Huang."

"Professor is just a symbol, people's teacher is my identity."

ps: I'm very sorry, it's only been revised until now...