Standing at the crossroads, Fang Nian looked around.

The building on the right front is the Jufu Tower.

Fang Nian raised his leg and walked to the left, took out his mobile phone from his pocket and made a call.

After a few rings, the call was answered. Fang Nian said with a smile, "Teacher Zhu, happy New Year."

Zhu Jianbin's laughing voice came from the receiver: "Classmate Fang Nian, happy New Year."

"Come out and have a drink."

It was so straightforward and crude that Zhu Jianbin was a little confused.

"ah?"

Fang Nian said: "I'm right here at the crossroads."

"Okay~" Zhu Jianbin said hesitantly.

Fang Nian deliberately urged: "Why are you so reluctant during the Chinese New Year? It's the student's fault. You should pay a visit."

"Come right away, come right away." Hearing this, Zhu Jianbin said immediately.

While talking, Fang Nian had already walked to the old staff college.

Climbing upstairs and knocking on the door of Zhu Jianbin's house.

When he met Zhu Jianbin who was about to go out in a hurry, Fang Nian smiled and said, "Hello, teacher."

Zhu Jianbin glanced at Fang Nian and said helplessly: "I knew it!"

A middle-aged woman's voice sounded behind him: "Lao Zhu, you forgot to take your wallet, come back early."

The woman said in a soft tone: "Happy New Year, classmate Fang Nian, I often hear Lao Zhu mention you."

"Happy New Year, aunt." Fang Nian responded with a smile, "I'll borrow Teacher Zhu for half a day."

The woman quickly smiled and said: "It's okay."

Walking downstairs together, Zhu Jianbin glanced at Fang Nian and asked with a smile: "How do you feel about going to Shanghai to attend Fudan University?"

"Is there any commotion?"

Fang Nian pretended to be dissatisfied: "What do you mean by making trouble? This is all I think in your eyes?"

Zhu Jianbin laughed: "You think I don't know who you are?"

"You really misunderstood. Fudan is so big, so I should go to class. I don't go to school very much when I'm not in class." Fang Nian said with a smile.

Zhu Jianbin was puzzled and said: "This doesn't quite resemble your style."

Fang Nian said nonchalantly: "I have finished all the things I should be busy with in my senior year of high school. I haven't found anything to worry about in college."

"You should go to class tomorrow, right?"

Zhu Jianbin nodded and said with emotion: "Your class was brought up by you. It is said to be the best in the establishment of the school. It is a pity that the three Qingbei students did not apply for Qingbei, which made the principal frown for several months.

."

At the grassroots level almost anywhere in the country, Qingbei represents absolute excellence.

So no matter how you report it, or talk about how high your college entrance examination scores are, as long as you don't go to Qingbei or get admitted by Qingbei, there won't be enough gimmicks.

But Tangli No. 8 Middle School had this strength in 2009.

And there are 3!

Although Lin Yucong only has a score of 617, some majors in Qingbei are not necessarily out of reach.

"Perhaps they are all a little acclimated to the capital city." Fang Nian laughed.

Following the conversation, he asked: "How was this session?"

Zhu Jianbin pursed his lips, shook his head and said: "Not very optimistic. From now on, there are only three or four people who can overweight the main line. They have to make no mistakes at all. There is news that the provincial score line will be raised by thirty or forty this year.

point."

Fang Nian agreed: "That is indeed a bit difficult."

As he spoke, he came to the crossroads again.

Fang Nian looked around and asked, "Drink something?"

Zhu Jianbin said: "Okay."

This time it was clear that he was not forcing himself at all, and he asked again: "Are you the only one?"

Fang Nian understood at this moment and said: "Squad leader and the others are singing in Jufulou. I'm afraid you are more reserved when calling them."

"What do I have to be cautious about? I'm afraid I'm here, so you should be cautious." Zhu Jianbin smiled.

He still understands this.

Although these students have graduated, their natural fear of teachers will not disappear so quickly.

It can be said that Fang Nian communicated with him on an equal footing from beginning to end.

Then Fang Nian suggested that he go to a nearby restaurant that was open on Saturdays.

After sitting down, Fang Nian ordered a plate of large braised beef, a plate of stir-fried beef, and a plate of fried peanuts.

"You sit down first and I'll get the wine."

Then Fang Nian said something and walked out quickly.

Poussin stopped and passed.

Fang Nian quickly took out two bottles of wine from the trunk, which he had put in when he arrived.

Returning to the restaurant, Fang Nian made a gesture: "Choose which one you can drink at home without being criticized by your wife. The remaining one can be drunk now."

Zhu Jianbin shouted: "Maotai, Wuliangye!"

Then he quickly made a choice: "Drink Wuliangye."

"That's okay, but don't expect me to drink. I drove here." Fang Nian said with a smile as he drank.

Zhu Jianbin smacked his lips: "You are getting better and better at bribing people. Big cities train people."

I asked the boss for a 3-cent white wine glass.

Fang Nian opened the wine and filled a glass.

Zhu Jianbin picked up the wine glass, took a sip, and hissed, his whole body became beautiful: "Authentic!"

Then he muttered: "I never said that I drank. Not many teachers in No. 8 Middle School knew about it. I usually just drank one or two sips at home during the long vacation..."

Hearing this, Fang Nian laughed: "I can read faces."

Zhu Jianbin glanced at Fang Nian: "Then show me now whether I can bring out another outstanding student like you, and give me a professional title by the way."

Fang Nian looked at it a few times and asked seriously: "Are you in charge of Class 182?"

Zhu Jianbin replied casually: "Take it."

"There should be a chance." Fang Nian affirmed.

Zhu Jianbin thought for a moment and immediately reacted: "Zou Xuan."

Fang Nian slowly typed a question mark: "?"

Zhu Jianbin laughed: "Many teachers know about your deeds in No. 8 Middle School. For example, what happened to Chen Yao is nothing more than turning a blind eye.

There are so many girls chasing you in the school, and the teachers are not blind. Otherwise, why do you think the Political and Education Office has targeted you several times?

There is only one Zou Xuan in Class 182 who has some potential, works harder than others, and is making rapid progress."

Fang Nian suddenly realized: "I said so!"

"Fortunately, I restrained those young men, otherwise the windows in the home of that fat teacher from the Political and Education Department would have been smashed."

Zhu Jianbin picked up a piece of beef and said nonchalantly: "It's normal for young people to be passionate and impulsive."

"..."

As he was talking, Fang Nian asked curiously: "How did you get the real questions for the provincial and national competitions in the first place, and you got them just one month after taking the exam."

Zhu Jianbin made a smack sound and finished the glass of wine in one gulp. Fang Nian hurriedly filled it up for him.

He said with a faint smile: "What do you think I want to do with my professional title?"

Then he let out a long sigh and said: "It has something to do with the fact that there is no recommended student from No. 8 Middle School. I already knew you had that ability and didn't pay attention to it..."

"Forget about the past." Fang Nian quickly interrupted with a smile.

Zhu Jianbin took a deep look at Fang Nian, and drank another gulp of wine: "You have been participating in math competitions since the fourth grade of elementary school, and even entered the city directly in the third grade of junior high school;

You must have been rebellious at that time, because there was a leak in the examination room, so you handed in a blank paper, and the invigilator couldn't even call you back..."

"I got a score of zero on the high school entrance examination in mathematics. I deliberately didn't write a word in the test paper. I wrote all the answers on the scratch paper and gave them to others to copy. There were many perfect scores in the examination room where you were, and several of them went to No. 1 Middle School. How about you?

?!"

Speaking of this, Zhu Jianbin somewhat resented the fact that iron cannot be made into steel: "After I entered No. 8 Middle School, I was dissatisfied with the environment. I went to the math competition organized by the county and got a perfect score, so I stopped taking the exam. From the beginning of the second semester of high school, I was completely useless.
To be continued...