He Xun has not been a teacher for a long time, but because he taught international classes as soon as he came up, all the students he met studied hard.
If it weren't for Mr. Deng's business trip to ozhou, he would have taught the elite class for more than a week.
He really has never seen a student who occupies Qingzhi's most precious learning resources, but can still learn so badly, doesn't work hard, and only sleeps in class.
Although there are many problem students in class 19, He Xun has never taught a class, and these problem students are naturally not as direct as Ying Zijin.
The director of academic affairs didn't notice the change in He Xun's expression, and he was quite relieved in his words: "Principal, don't tell me, Class 19 has really improved a lot recently, and they all came out for morning exercises and lectures. I wonder if they were collectively punished." wore."
The principal has split up a lot during this period, and he is quite calm: "You watch less time-travel dramas, set an example for the students, and let them know, you will not be able to be the dean of teaching."
Dean:"¡¡"
He took the fake slip and walked away in a hurry.
"Teacher He, back to the question we discussed earlier, we should¡ª" the principal said, his voice paused, and he frowned.
He knew that He Xun had a great prejudice against Ying Zijin, and he never thought that He Xun would hear about it.
Although He Xun couldn't even enter Class 19, Ying Zijin was not considered a teacher or student like him.
But the headmaster always felt that he had always been a teacher with this prejudice, and it was true that it was necessary to talk to him.
Moreover, he felt that Ying Zijin had made rapid progress recently.
Although he is still poor in his studies, his talent in art cannot be buried.
Does this mean that without the regular mid-term exam, she will become a dark horse?
The principal pushed his glasses: "Mr. He, the thing is like this, classmate Ying and his family"
"Principal." He Xun interrupted him, a little annoyed, "Let's get on with business."
He also has to prepare lessons for the international class, so how can he have free time to listen to a student who is poor in learning.
Besides, it has nothing to do with him.
**
Second year of high school, elite class.
Zhong Zhiwan held a pen in his hand, but he didn't move it.
She stared blankly at the exercise set on the table, wondering what she was thinking.
Zhong Zhiwan is the class monitor and the goddess of Qingzhi. Seeing her these days, the students in the elite class are very concerned about her.
"Zhiwan, are you okay?" Lu Fang, as the most loyal suitor, naturally would not let go of this opportunity to be courteous, "If you have anything to say, we will definitely help you solve it."
"Yes, Goddess Zhong, don't hide it in your heart, you will suffocate yourself."
Another classmate asked: "Zhiwan, is it because of the Feicui Zhai incident? Hey, there is nothing to worry about. You are a student now, and your main job is to study. There are so many people in the Zhong Group's management team. Not for you to worry about."
There was nothing wrong with these words, but hearing Zhong Zhiwan's ears made her even more uncomfortable.
In the past, she certainly knew that this had nothing to do with her, and with her ability, she could not interfere with the group's affairs.
But it was because of Ying Zijin's appearance that her status in Mr. Zhong's heart plummeted.
If it was just a loss in the art festival competition, Zhong Zhiwan could still accept it.
What she can't accept is that Mr. Zhong can take Ying Zijin to the company, but he doesn't let her touch anything about the company.
Why?
Zhong Zhiwan lowered his head, ignoring the concerns of his classmates, feeling very upset.
"Zhiwan, don't worry about it." The girl next to her knew what was going on with her, and comforted her, "Anyway, Ying Zijin is still an outsider, your grandpa was just fascinated for a while."
"Besides, it's a good thing that your grandfather doesn't let you contact the company. They are all so busy, why would they throw the burden on you?"
Zhong Zhiwan pursed his lips, and his mood finally recovered a bit.
"Zhiwan, you just need to study with peace of mind, and take the first one back." The girl said again, "You don't know, it's the mid-term exam at the end of the month, and Ying Zijin actually asked for a week off today. "
"Her grades are already poor, and her class efficiency is not high. I think she will have to apologize to you in public."
When Zhong Zhiwan heard the words, he smiled faintly and said nothing.
**
This day and night, Ying Zijin put himself??
This shareholder belongs to Zhong Tianyun's faction, and is waiting for the day when Mr. Zhong will step down.
The middle-aged shareholder was angry: "Uncle Zhong stepped down, will you be able to support the Zhong Group?"
"This is not something you have to worry about." Another shareholder said, contemptuously, "Zhong Dong, you can't blame us for this, who made you have to entrust the life and death of Fei Cui Zhai and your own destiny to someone? Don't you even know the adopted daughter of the Ying family?"
It's really a cocoon.
Since Mr. Zhong is old and confused, he is really not qualified to take charge of the Zhong Group.
"Oh, by the way, I remember that this agreement was signed by Zhong Dong's granddaughter?" Eugene looked at it casually, "Why, she signed the gambling agreement with one hand, but she herself didn't come?"
Still too young, not knowing the importance, so ambitious.
He also talked big and asked them to make a big deal of 300 million US dollars from the DK Group, but now the result is so frightening that no one comes.
Eugene shook his head, seemingly regretting: "It's a pity, if she didn't¡ª"
"boom!"
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