Chen Manshan's face flushed as she watched President Ye carrying the bag lightly.
It's a shame.
Fortunately, people here don't know themselves.
"Headmaster, wait for me!"
See ye Guangrong go far, Chen Manshan quickly catch up.
"Headmaster, do you really want to replace the mobile phones of all the people in the school with this kind of elderly mobile phone?"
Chen asked curiously.
"Yes
Ye Rongrong said positively.
This is something Ye Rongrong must do, no matter how much resistance there is.
"But now we are used to using only mobile phones. If you ask us to use this kind of elderly machine that can't access the Internet, I guess many people don't want to."
Chen said.
"Including you, right?"
Ye Guangrong turns to look at Chen Manshan and says.
"That..."
Chen Manshan was embarrassed and didn't know how to say it.
I'm used to using smart phones, but I'm not allowed to use them all of a sudden. It's really worse than killing Chen Manshan.
"Don't use that one. I've made a decision. Everyone should use this kind of non smart phone. In the school area, they must use non smart phones."
Ye Rongrong said strongly.
"Taoyuan primary school" is a private school. There are only two shareholders, one is Ye Guangrong himself, the other is Liu Qingqing. This "Taoyuan primary school" is Ye Guangrong's private property. His words are imperial edicts and there is no bargaining.
Ye Rongrong has decided to dismiss all staff who are not willing to change their mobile phones.
"Oh
Facing the strong headmaster, Chen Manshan did not dare to say a word.
I can't help but mourn for myself.
How can we live without smart phones in the future!
……
When we were about to reach the gate of the mall, ye Rongrong was suddenly stunned.
"Headmaster, what's the matter?"
With ye glory behind Chen Manshan almost hit, fortunately stopped in time.
"Headmaster..."
Seeing that ye Rongrong didn't answer himself, he looked straight ahead and waved his hand in front of Ye Rongrong's eyes.
"Miss Zhang?"
Ye Rongrong called to a middle-aged woman not far away.
"Mom, someone called you."
Lin Fanzhen said to his mother.
"How do you know he called me, maybe someone else?"
Zhang Yinglan shook her head with a smile and said.
"Of course I called you. You're a teacher and your surname is Zhang. And his eyes are still staring at you. I must have called you."
Lin Fanzhen said with a smile.
"Look, he's coming this way. He's so big!"
See ye Guangrong come to his side, Lin Fanzhen said to his mother.
"Is it the parent of one of my students?"
Zhang Yinglan has some doubts.
"Are you Mr. Zhang?"
Ye Rongrong asked, looking at the middle-aged woman in front of him.
Due to the long time, ye Rongrong has forgotten the name of teacher Zhang, only remembers her name as "teacher Zhang".
"My family name is Zhang, and I'm a teacher, too. I don't know if I'm the one you call Zhang."
Zhang Yinglan looked at Ye Rongrong and said.
The main reason is that Zhang Yinglan has no impression of Ye Guangrong.
However, as a teacher for more than 20 years, she has taught countless students. Zhang Yinglan really can't remember how many students she has.
What's more, I teach primary school music. The primary school student has grown up so big that the whole person has changed greatly. Who can remember it.
"More than ten years ago, you were the music teacher of Xiaojiang No.3 primary school, right?"
Ye Guangrong stares at the middle-aged woman and asks.
Although the present teacher Zhang has changed, and is no longer as young and beautiful as ye Rongrong's impression, ye Rongrong can still recognize the once beautiful teacher.
After all, this teacher Zhang left a deep impression on his heart in his primary school days.
"Yes, I'm still a music teacher in Xiaojiang No.3 primary school."
Zhang Yinglan nodded and said.
Is this burly man the student he once taught?
Zhang Yinglan was puzzled.
"Mr. Zhang, I am your student. You may not remember me, but I still remember you. Although more than ten years have passed, you are still so beautiful."
Ye Rongrong said excitedly.
When I was listening to Duan hanxiu's music class the other day, I thought of my primary school music teacher, and I was still thinking about when I would see him again.
I didn't expect to see my primary school music teacher in a few days.
"It's old. It's beautiful."Zhang Yinglan is very happy to be told by her former students that she is as beautiful as when she was young. However, with the time passing by, Zhang Yinglan knows that she can't live with her old age.
"No, in my heart, teacher, you are always so beautiful."
Ye Rongrong shook his head and said.
Years is really a pig knife. Looking at Mr. Zhang with obvious wrinkles on his face, ye Rongrong has some feelings in his heart.
Unconsciously, everyone is getting old.
Once the beauty has withered into day lily, only to stay in the heart once memories are unchanged.
"Ha ha, Ma, it seems that this is your loyal fan!"
Lin Fanzhen said with a smile.
"Really, I don't know your name yet?"
Zhang Yinglan looks at Ye Rongrong and asks.
There are so many students I have taught that I can't remember them clearly.
After all, she doesn't teach major courses, but elective courses. A class has only one music class a week. For her students, Zhang Yinglan really can't name a few students.
"Mr. Zhang, my name is Ye Guangrong."
Ye Rongrong said.
Ye Guangrong is not surprised that his teacher can't remember himself.
When I was in primary school, because of her height, ye Rongrong sat in the last row. In music class, this teacher didn't call the roll. It would be strange if she could name herself.
"Hello, this is your wife. She's so beautiful."
Zhang Yinglan looks at Chen Manshan and says to Ye Rongrong.
This is not a compliment. Chen Manshan is really beautiful.
"Teacher, you misunderstood. She is not my wife."
Ye Rongrong shook his head and said.
"Mr. Zhang, our headmaster's wife is so much more beautiful than me. She looks like a fairy."
Chen said.
"Yes? It seems that glory is blessed to have such a beautiful wife. "
Zhang Yinglan said with a smile.
Anyway, as a teacher, I'm happy to see that my students are living well and getting a good daughter-in-law.
"Well, that's what I'm most proud of."
Ye Guangrong nodded and said.
In Ye Guangrong's opinion, the most proud thing in his life is that he met Liu Qingqing and married such a good wife.
"By the way, she called you headmaster just now. Did you become headmaster?"
Zhang Yinglan looks at Ye Rongrong doubtfully and asks.
"Well, I set up a private school by myself. I call myself the principal. Ha ha, I call myself the principal."
Ye Guangrong nodded and said with a smile.
"It's really promising."
Zhang Yinglan said with emotion.
More than ten years have passed. All my former students have become headmasters, but I'm still standing still. I'm just a primary school music teacher.
The real change is only appearance. I have changed from a beautiful girl to a middle-aged woman.
My kids are going to college.
"Mr. Zhang, are you here to buy a mobile phone?"
Ye Guangrong asked,
"we are going to buy me a mobile phone, elder martial brother. I'm your younger martial sister. Do you want to give me a mobile phone?"
Lin Fanzhen said jokingly.
"OK, I'll give you a mobile phone!"
Ye Rongrong said that he would take a mobile phone from the bag and give it to Lin Fanzhen.
"Glory, I'm really joking with you. Don't take it seriously."
Zhang Yinglan said to Ye Rongrong in a hurry.
"It's OK. There are not many other things. There are many mobile phones."
Ye Rongrong said, hand the mobile phone box to Lin Fanzhen, said: "here, give you a mobile phone."
"No? Do you really give me a cell phone? "
Lin Fan looked at Ye Rongrong in surprise and said.
I'm really just joking. In front of me, this uncle took it seriously and gave me a mobile phone.
But when Lin Fanzhen looked at the mobile phone box carefully, he was suddenly depressed.
"I said, elder martial brother, how can you give me an elderly machine? I'm so young and beautiful. It's too much for me to take this kind of old-fashioned machine for the elderly. You're still my mother's admirer. "
Lin Fan really white one eye, the leaf glory says discontentedly.
"Really, what are you talking about?"
Said by his daughter, Zhang Yinglan blushes and says to Lin Fanzhen unhappily.
Her daughter was spoiled by her husband and wife, so she played such a joke.
If this is heard by others, how bad the impact will be.
"Mom, just kidding. You're nervous."
Lin Fanzhen said to his mother with a smile.
My mother is good at everything, but I can't make fun of her."Don't make such a joke in the future. Your father is suspicious when he hears it."
Zhang Yinglan said.
My family is a big vinegar jar. It's been more than ten years since my husband and wife got rid of the problem of being jealous.
"I see."
Lin Fan said with white eyes.
Who let himself have such an excellent vinegar jar father.
"If you don't like this mobile phone, you can choose it by yourself. If you choose it, I'll pay for it."
Ye Guangrong said, looking at Lin Fanzhen with a smile.
Ye Rongrong is in a good mood to meet his former primary school music teacher here.
"Thank you, elder martial brother. I'm kidding you."
Lin Fanzhen said to Ye Rongrong with a smile.
"Glory, you are busy. We need to buy something."
Zhang Yinglan said.
"Well, teacher, here is my card. If you encounter any difficulties in the future, please call me."
Ye Rongrong gave a business card to Zhang Yinglan.
Business card is very simple, that is, the name and mobile phone number, there is no position, title of these fancy things.
After saying goodbye to Mr. Zhang's mother and daughter, ye Rongrong took the bag and went outside the mall.
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