Chapter 1122

"Professor Wei, the principal's office of the middle school department is calling."

"Huh? Headmaster?" The young man in the milk white knitted casual shirt looked up at the speech and showed an enviable beauty. His lips were slightly raised, and his shallow smile seemed to dye the painted eyes with bright stars. "Did he say what it was?"

"I didn't say it, but it doesn't seem to be a good thing to listen to him."

"Could you transfer it, please?"

"OK, just a moment, please."

Intoxicated with the beauty of the youth, the assistant was absent-minded for a moment. Only after waking up was he busy handing over the communication.

When the young man agreed to the communication request, the dark screen suddenly lit up, revealing a strange middle-aged man's face.

The other party's suit and shoes, slightly convex beer belly, slightly fat face with impatience, said something to the youth.

After a long time, the young man said in a cold voice, "sorry, I'll be there right away."

After hanging up the communication, he tidied his desk a little, got up, picked up the windbreaker on the hanger and put on a light gray scarf.

"Where is Professor Wei going?"

Seeing him in a hurry, passing colleagues looked up the bus route and asked curiously.

The young man was a little embarrassed and said, "the federal middle department, but I don't know which bus to take."

My colleague choked at his words. "The middle part is in the other hemisphere. It takes four hours for the bus to pass."

The first federal university is on clemra, and the whole planet is divided into four parts.

Primary, secondary and higher education institutions, in addition to the "school district room" where family students live on vacation.

Young people should go from the higher department to the middle department, spanning at least half the planet.

After listening to his colleagues, the young man frowned, "I'm going to the middle department to do something. The other party only gives me 40 minutes."

My colleague said, "forty minutes. It's not urgent."

The young man looked at his colleagues faintly.

The other party only gave him 40 minutes, but it took him four hours by bus. Is it urgent?

The colleague was also confused. He said, "I saw that you drove a silver Fenglei X6, or a silver and white luxury version limited by the whole Federation. According to the official data, you drove from here to the middle for up to 20 minutes... With this, what bus did you take?"

The ordinary version needs tens of millions. For this specific version, one takes off at least 100 million.

The price is second. The key is that this limited edition is only open to specific people, and there is no social status that can't be bought.

Since the young man drove this car to work, many young teaching assistants have raised their enthusiasm for him several steps.

Hundreds of millions of sports cars can afford to drive, but young people like to take the bus?

Sure enough, poverty limited his imagination.

The young man said, "I can't drive without a driver's license. I used to use automatic driving mode, but this mode has speed limit."

When the automatic driving mode is turned on, the speed of the sports car will be limited to the minimum. It can drive according to the specified route without a controller.

The colleague thought and suggested, "I have a driver's license. I'll take you."

The young man apologized and smiled, "that's trouble."

Colleagues are calm on the surface, but ecstatic in the heart.

A limited edition luxury sports car worth hundreds of millions!

He has only seen it on the virtual network and hasn't touched it yet.

When he started driving, he found that the performance of the car was far worse than the official data. His colleagues thought of the transformation for the first time.

"Have you changed your sports car?"

The floating sports car stopped steadily at the parking place, and the youth was ready to get off.

"My wife changed it. She's very interested in it."

Colleagues said, "didn't the official say that the Limited Edition Silver wind thunder X6 has been infinitely close to the configuration of military combat vehicles?"

The young man said with a smile, "I don't know. She said that the original car was too fragile and defensive. Take it to thicken it."

Colleagues looked at the silver wind thunder X6 in front of them silently. The perfect body line made people fall in love at first sight.

The reason for the transformation was "too defensive"?

Is it difficult that the identity of a young man is the son of a high-level person?

Colleagues secretly wondered.

The young man knew nothing about the middle department. Without the help of his colleagues, he really couldn't find his destination.

The verification procedure in the headmaster's office is a little troublesome. Without the help of colleagues, the youth is expected to be blocked for a while.

"I don't know which planet you were from before. These basic instruments won't work -"

The colleague whispered, and the young man smiled gently. Instead of being angry, he studied hard.

After entering the office, the headmaster's words came into their ears.

"Wei Cong, your parents haven't come yet?"

The young man heard his bear son hum unhappily.

"Sorry, Mr. principal, I'm late." The young man smiled and said, "I don't know what mistake my son has made?"

He speaks very politely, but because he is a professor of ancient culture and specializes in ancient history, no one says anything.

"Are you?" The headmaster looked at the young man and asked, "are you Wei Cong's father?"

Looking at his appearance, the young man and Wei Cong are indeed somewhat similar, more like his brother than his father.

The young man nodded and asked bluntly, "yes, do you need me to show my parent-child certificate?"

The principal's smile was stiff and said, "No."

Colleagues on one side are messy in the wind.

Mysterious male god professor of the first Federal University——

Married with children?

Suddenly, the colleague felt that he was expected to take off the order.

The young man is already married. Why don't you give up your heart when you secretly love him?

Just thinking, the couple standing on the side stepped in.

"Are you the father of the child?"

Their attitude was a little arrogant, and their faces were still angry.

The young man gently raised his hand and patted the bear son who had just reached his shoulder. He was not angry at the couple's attitude. He was incredibly gentle. "Yes, I'm his father. The headmaster didn't explain in detail just now. I don't know what happened."

They looked the young man over.

Young people wear very casual clothes. They are all ordinary brands with price close to the people. However, he has a good temperament and is stunned by the high taste of his clothes.

"I hope you can educate your son well. His character is not worthy of studying in the first Federal University." The man opposite looked contemptuously at Wei Cong. He said, "stealing is a very bad behavior, and refusing to admit it is an unforgivable behavior!"

The headmaster added, "if this is true, Wei Cong will circulate a notice of criticism and drop out."

A trace of surprise flashed across the bottom of the youth's eyes and looked down at his son who had just entered puberty.

Although the child is a little bear, he won't do such a thing.

"What's going on?"

"I don't know. For some reason, the boy robbed my mecha model and said I stole." Wei Cong was very angry, but his father's years of teaching made him restrain his anger, "what about the first university, hiring a liar who lied and touched porcelain?"

The young man frowned softly and said calmly, "I believe my son's words, he can't do such a thing. Everything pays attention to one evidence. If the headmaster or the couple can come up with practical evidence, such as theft monitoring, I will educate him personally."

The man said, "this is impossible, because the theft happened in the bathroom of the training module, which is a blind area for monitoring."

The young man jokingly said, "in that case, how can we determine what mecha model my son stole?"

The man was also angry. Before he could open his mouth, the boy who shrank aside opened his mouth and muttered, "The mecha model is the latest limited edition. My father found a relationship and spent more than 5 million to buy it. Except for different proportions, all the performance are made after the real war mecha. There is a unique code on it. I lost the model, and Wei Cong got the same coded model here..."

Although there is no surveillance video, it's still a guess?

Wei Cong smiled angrily. "It's unreasonable. You're throwing sewage without evidence. You're too much!"

The boy said, "do you still want to say that the mecha model in your hand was bought by your family?"

Wei Cong repressed his anger, "so what!"

"People who can afford more than 5 million credit point mecha wear T-shirts with more than 200 credit points?"

"Your discrimination is too much. What's the matter with you when I wear more than 200 credit point T-shirts?"

"Civilians - in this situation of your family, it is estimated that you can barely afford to pay the tuition?"

Wei Cong couldn't help his temper and took a step forward.

The young man put his hand on his shoulder and pulled the man back.

Wei Cong, who was still angry just now, was very obedient.

The young man said, "what's the matter with the model?"

Wei Cong shrunk his neck and whispered, "isn't it about to learn the mecha course? It will take a few years to really learn driving, so I secretly asked elder sister - who knows, this guy was crazy and said I stole his things before he received the goods today?"

He is still wronged.

The boy sneered, "you said your sister bought it for you? Let your sister come and confront -"

Wei Cong said, "you're stupid. Why is your face so big when my sister comes?"

The boy was so angry.

"There should be some misunderstanding in this matter."

Seeing the two teenagers arguing about it, the young man frowned unhappily.

"Can there be any misunderstanding? The school doesn't accept anyone with a criminal record of stealing. Wei Cong, you'd better ask your mother to come and go through the dropout procedures together." The young man hissed, "I can keep it private. If you drop out of school, it won't be recorded in the file. How about it?"

Teenagers are not too much.

Although Wei Cong stole his favorite model, the things have come back. He can let bygones be bygones.

Wei Cong is just a civilian student. If he records files in the secondary Department of the first university, he can't find a job in the future.

"What's the model number? I'll ask ah Yan to find out what's going on."

"2012xsd3611, Ares 1253g same simulation model." The young man glanced at Wei Cong's father. Because the other person was really good-looking, he was not so angry at the beginning. "Since Wei Cong said that his sister bought it, do you always have a shopping ticket? If you can get evidence to prove that the model in his hand is really his, I can also apologize to him -"

That's right. He doesn't believe Wei Cong can produce evidence.

The young man wrote down, turned on the communicator and sent a message to his daughter.

After a while, the message came back.

[mom threw it to me a few days ago. I gave it to a Cong conveniently. Where did you get the small ticket.]

The young man secretly had a headache. He opened the contact picture of his wife and gave a general description of the current situation.

Second return——

[what ghost? Ah Cong stole? Wait a minute -]

After a while, someone's communicator rang.

Everyone looked at each other, and the headmaster nodded slightly embarrassed. This is a strange video request.

Seeing this, the young man said, "Mr. President, you can take it. There should be no accident. It should be a clumsy Jing."

What the hell?

The headmaster was surprised to agree to the video communication.

Because it is three-dimensional three-dimensional communication, the characters will not appear in the two-dimensional plane, but will be directly projected into three-dimensional three-dimensional.

"Hello, Mr. principal."

As soon as the man spoke, everyone in the headmaster's room was silent.

"You, you, hello - Jiang, Jiang -"

"Well, I'm in a hurry. I won't talk much nonsense. Let's go straight to the subject." Jiang Pengji said, "just now my husband said that my son stole, and the criminal evidence is true, so he is very likely to be expelled from the school, or even registered files. Is it true?"

The headmaster stayed where he was——

Not only him, but also others.

They understood every word, sir, but they didn't understand it in one sentence.

"Pay attention to evidence, monitoring or witness?"

The headmaster blushed and said with difficulty, "no -"

Jiang Pengji raised her eyebrows. "Since there is no evidence, why do you say ah Cong stole?"

The headmaster glanced at the young man's parents. Their expressions were also very wonderful, like a scattered palette.

In the face of the interrogation of the head of the army, the headmaster dare not be vague, let alone the head of the army is still the most difficult old hooligan!

The headmaster said the reason rather embarrassed.

Although it has been beautified, it can't hide from Jiang Pengji's eyes.

"I think the atmosphere of the first university should be changed. The school is where students study. How can there be class discrimination? If this matter is broadcast by the military media or folk media, I think the first university will hang on the hot search for several days."

The headmaster choked out.

Can this kind of thing also involve discrimination?

Schools have been relatively fair. Ordinary children can enjoy the teaching resources they can provide, but children from rich families can enjoy more top resources. These resources can not even be provided by schools, let alone ordinary children.

For example, this time's simulator a.

This mecha model is not a toy on the market. Except for the scale and weapon power, others are made by comparing with the real war mecha. Even if you have money, you can't buy it. Children with rights and money can contact and learn in advance, and ordinary children can?

"Your Excellency, there should be a misunderstanding --"

"Of course I know there is a misunderstanding." Jiang Pengji smiled, "Ah Cong can't steal my classmate's mecha model, and he doesn't have the habit of stealing. There's no doubt about this. Because the mecha model is imitated according to my former car, the manufacturer gave me two sets as a souvenir, which is not possible for simulation fraud. I've contacted the manufacturer's investigation number, and various certificates can also prove that this one in my hand is true. I have a rude suggestion ——You'd better check whether the lost mecha model is a high imitation -- "

The headmaster only felt blushing.

The parents of teenagers can't help but suspect that they bought high imitation fake goods at a high price.

After all, it is impossible to say that the head of the Tangtang army also bought high imitation goods from official channels.

"Sorry, sir, this is my fault. I wronged young master Wei without a real detailed investigation." The boy's father couldn't help but open his mouth and tried to save some face. "I'll investigate the lost mecha model carefully, and I won't wronged anyone."

Jiang Pengji said with a smile, "it's all right. Just solve the matter."

Wei Cong couldn't help it.

Just an apology?

He was also wronged for several hours. The teacher and principal met repeatedly and said that he stole.

Just now, I didn't return my eyes, not my eyes, not my nose, mocking him for wearing a cheap T-shirt with 200 credit points?

"Although ah Cong is young, he is also a young man. This gentleman should be able to understand what it is like to have a bear son with strong self-esteem at home." Jiang Pengji seemed to notice Wei Cong's anger and added with a smile. The gentleman immediately understood.

"Of course I can understand. After the investigation, I must solemnly apologize to master Wei and compensate for my mental loss."

Wei Cong was still angry, but he hummed and wilted again, hung his head and secretly rejoiced.

He was satisfied that his mother could spare time to help him solve trivial things.

This is not complicated, but before Jiang Pengji revealed her identity, Wei Cong was recognized as a civilian student.

A civilian student holds more than 5 million mecha models. Normal people will feel that the origin of this thing is unknown.

On the other hand, Wei Cong's attitude was more arrogant and insisted on his own judgment. Naturally, Wei Cong was at a disadvantage.

Now the status is reversed, and those who were once arrogant can no longer be arrogant.

After careful investigation, we finally found the missing mecha model.

After the manufacturer's identification, the lost model is indeed a high imitation, and the one in Wei Cong's hand is true.

Accompanied by his parents, the teenager apologized to Wei Cong.

"Are you the son of the Legion commander?" The boy is still very ignorant.

"Yes, is it strange?"

"Then why do you wear so shabby?"

Which serious prince would dress so close to the people?

Wei Cong choked and retorted, "my father likes online shopping. I'm not happy? Can I wear a high-quality T-shirt, too?"

The young man was embarrassed and ashamed. Fortunately, Wei Cong didn't pursue revenge, but he was safe.

On the other hand, the young colleagues were so frightened that they didn't react for a long time.

The normally quiet mysterious professor is actually the man of the famous military commander?

The flowers and plants of the school who covet the youth.

Do these old fellow know who their rival is?

"You and the Legion commander are -"

The young man smiled, "we are husband and wife."

"Hidden marriage?"

"No, but neither she nor I like to be paid too much attention by the outside world, let alone the child is still young."

My colleagues are speechless.

"That sports car --"

"She bought it for me to take a walk to work. Ah Cong's temperament is rather awkward. He is in adolescence. I'm worried about him. I followed him to clemra star to take care of him nearby." The young man smiled and narrowed his eyes. "Don't tell me about it - she has a bad temper recently, because I pay too much attention to ah Cong and ignore her. If there are more relevant reports, I'm afraid she will find trouble."

Colleagues twitch at the corners of their mouths.

He was crazy to spread the gossip of the army commander.

"Certainly not!"

It's hard to hold a secret that no one else knows.

It seemed that the matter had been solved, but before long, the principal was promoted and demoted, and several documents ordered the rectification of the school atmosphere.

A group of students' parents feel inexplicable. Only the parties know the inside story.

Six years later, Wei Cong finished the courses of middle and higher departments and graduated several years in advance.

At the graduation ceremony, his Excellency Jiang Pengji, head of the seventh army, attended as a specially invited person to issue graduation certificates to student representatives.

After the certificate is issued, there are other entertainment programs.

Jiang Pengji got off the stage and said to Wei Cong, "well done."

Wei Cong straightened his chest.

"... there are some partial subjects. The combat subjects barely hold back. I don't suggest you enter the combat sequence. Consider civilian affairs."

Wei Cong's little face drooped.

"Your sister gave you nine fingers. You didn't win her. Joining the battle sequence is also giving heads to the enemy."

Wei Cong immediately looked like frost beating eggplant, and the whole person was exhausted.

"How can you know I can't do it without trying?"

The president of the higher education department listened to the conversation.

Seeing that Wei Cong contradicted Jiang Pengji, he tried to make things right and apologized to Jiang Pengji for Wei Cong.

"Sir, this --"

Jiang Pengji had a good temper and said, "ah Cong has a little temper. Let the headmaster see a joke."

A Cong?

Is that too intimate?

The president of the higher department was a little confused.

"Wei Cong is a relative of the Legion commander?"

The dialogue between the two people is transmitted to the virtual network through webcast.

Because it is a routine graduation live broadcast every year, there were not many viewers at the beginning.

It's a cliche. It's the same routine every year. I'm tired of watching too much.

But——

The more the audience listened, the more they felt that something was wrong. Their brain ideas were perfectly synchronized with the headmaster.

"My son." Jiang Pengji said.

"Oh, it's your son -" said the headmaster, with a stiff expression.

Son?

The audience watching the live broadcast also blew up.

The son of the army commander?

No, when did she get married?

Who are you marrying?

Everyone has this question.

As if to solve their doubts, an excellent looking young man entered the range of the camera.

"Dad -- I'm here --"

As soon as Wei Cong opened his mouth, the barrage burst open.

Don't squeeze me - let me see who the father of the prince of the seventh Legion is -]

[my God, my goddess is married. The children are about to join the army. Are you kidding me?]

[the media is not good this time -]

[you're stupid upstairs. Give those paparazzi 10 million heads, and they don't dare to follow and secretly shoot the military leaders?]

[the prince looks good. He's so handsome!]

[boss, her man's appearance is not low, and she hasn't been corrected by visual inspection.]

[my God, Jiang Pengji is finally off the list. Can I find the Legion lady who is willing to let me take over?]

The barrage audience soon attracted the attention of others by calling the head of the army by his name.

But the next second, he deleted the barrage and continued to dive.

[crazy call for the army commander!]

[it's the head of the army now. When the next marshal is elected, will he be the marshal?]

[that's for sure. The incumbent military commander is either too old or too junior. None of them can fight.]

[the man who is now the commander of the army, and later the marshal, saved the human Federation in his last life?]

[looking at the boss's resume, it's really a hanging life. Her last name is Jiang - tut Tut, I can't help thinking of a family.]

[I also think of a family -]

Well, I feel the same way -- an unspeakable family

[you're so weird. Our army commander actually came up by himself. There are many people surnamed Jiang in the world! What are you jealous of?]

Before long, these barrages were quickly cleaned up.

Regardless of the media's hot search and being slaughtered by relevant topics, Jiang Pengji looked in the direction of youth and smiled.

"Zixiao, come here."