Jia Wanli nodded happily and said with a smile: "I know you have a lot of ideas from your enthusiasm in learning mathematics. Keep working hard. I support you to expand the laboratory."

He walked around and learned that Yang Rui was going to expand the laboratory.

Yang Rui said carefully, "don't you think I'm crowding out resources?"

"You're kidding! You're fighting for resources for the school. "No..." Jia Wanli saw that there were other students in the classroom. He lowered his voice and said, "you won the prize. I don't know how many honors you want to win for the school. If the school doesn't give it to you, the superior will also give it to you."

Yang Ruixi said with a smile, "if you say that, I'll be relieved."

"What do you have to worry about? It's someone else." Jia Wanli saw the figure outside the window flash past, Nunu mouth, said: "look at people to see a bit more accurate."

Yang Rui inexplicably got some advice, inexplicably sent Professor Jia Wanli to leave, and was surrounded by the students.

"Yang Rui, are you out of nature again?"

"What is nature?"

“《nature》!”

"What's that?"

As sophomores of Peking University, the students have different opinions. Middle school students in big cities, in more than ten years before university, had more contact with things than middle school students in dashangou. After entering Peking University, there are students who are glumly studying in the classroom, in the library, in the school, and uneasy. Different students have different understanding of academic.

However, with Yang Rui as a warning, the reputation of "nature" is out.

Yang Rui casually answered a few questions, and the remaining questions were picked up by the students next to him. After a while, the students left in the classroom chatted together.

Yang Rui smiles, packs his schoolbag and goes out with one shoulder on his back. He has to go to the laboratory in the afternoon, but he doesn't have enough lunch time.

At the door, a shadow who had been wandering for a long time saw Yang Rui. He quickly came over, called Yang Rui and said with a smile, "Hello, Yang Rui. Do you have time to talk?"

The visitor is about 30 years old, with thick eyebrows and big bright eyes, which is called thick eyebrows and big eyes.

"What's the matter?" Yang Rui stops.

"Classmate Yang Rui." The visitor rubbed his hands and came to Yang Rui with a little embarrassment. He hesitated for a moment. Almost when Yang Rui thought he was going to make a confession, he said, "I'm here to apologize."

"Why?"

"I'm here to apologize for my father. My father is Pang Xianzhen, whom you met yesterday. My name is pangmu, and I'm his son."

"Are you the son of principal Pang?" Yang Rui understood.

"Yes, I'm the son of President Pang, and I'm currently working in the school's academic affairs office." Pang Mu laughs shyly and says, "I'm different from my father. My father is a strong man. I've been controlled by him a lot since I was a child. On the contrary, I'm weak. At first, my father supported Richard, but I was against him, but I can't do anything..."

"Let bygones be bygones." Yang Rui waved his hand and said, "there's no need to talk about the past."

"To say, or to say. I want to apologize for my dad. My father, some old muddleheaded... "Pang Mu said, some wordy, but let people refuse.

Yang Rui raised his hand to look at his watch twice, and then Pang Mu noticed his action.

Pang Mu shut up nervously, apologized again and again, and said, "I'm sorry. I have this problem as soon as I speak. You must be very busy today. I'll come back another day. I'll come back another day."

"Don't mention it. If you have anything to say, just finish it at once. Don't change the day."

"I said that."

"Say it."

"I'm sorry to say that. How about this? I've ordered a table in DongLaiShun and we'll come to DongLaiShun at noon? Have a drink to talk to. "

How could Yang Rui accept his invitation? He immediately shook his head and said, "I'm really busy. Even if it's a treat, it's unnecessary."

"This..."

"If you don't, I'll go."

"No, no..." Pang Mu carefully stopped him, and said: "it's easy to say, I just want to apologize to you, and then please tell the headmaster to forgive me."

Yang Rui said strangely, "what does this have to do with the headmaster?"

Pang Mu wrinkled his face, lowered his head and said, "I'm worried that the headmaster will transfer my post. I've done a good job in the academic affairs office. If I transfer my post, the previous years' hard work will be wasted. You have a lot of money, please forgive me. "Yang Rui suddenly nodded, thought about it, and said, "it's true. How about this? I'll get to know the situation. If it's really because of me, I'll tell the headmaster how to do it."

It's not as bad as his children. He's not happy with President Pang, but he doesn't care about his son.

"Good, good..." the result was not what Pang Mu expected. He hesitated for a moment, and then asked: "if it doesn't affect the promotion, it would be the best."

"Promotion?"

"That is... This year, there was a deputy in the academic affairs office. I should have had a chance. If you can tell the principal that you really forgive me, thank you very much." Pang Mu stares at Yang Rui like a cat.

Yang Rui suddenly thought of Professor Jia Wanli's reminder: you should be more accurate when you look at people.

Pang Mu has thick eyebrows and big eyes. If he is a good man, he can't see it askew.

"I see. I'll give you an answer after I get to know the situation." Yang Rui didn't agree or refuse, so he used the formula of procrastination.

Pang Mu watched him leave with starry eyes. Until no one could see him, he kicked the tree hard, covered with fallen leaves, and came back bitterly.

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