take it!Experience

Chapter 221 Gratitude and Resentment
When Mo Chonggan finished the test paper, it was only ten minutes before the end of the test.When he saw Zhong Lili's missed call, he dialed back and there was a long ringing and no one answered.

There was also a missed call, and Mo Chongqian cried out inwardly when he saw it.

"Uncle, what, I'm sorry I won't be celebrating tonight."

"That's right, what a pity, I let everyone share your share."

"I will definitely go to your place some other time. Of course, it's too expensive. My family has just changed from negative equity to zero equity."

Mo Chonggan made a phone call while cooking lunch.At this time, the math teacher had already taken Mo Chonggan's test paper and went to nowhere.

After apologizing to his uncle, Mo Chongqian hung up and called Father Mo again.

"Son, Party A returned a sum of money. Although it's only [-] yuan, it's money anyway. You can come to the hotel, and I'll collect some of your living expenses first..." Father Mo's voice sounded reminiscent of water that had dried up not long ago. In the pond, there are still young fish that can jump a few more times.

"Father, I have been living at the teacher's house during this period of time, participating in the teaching experiment project. I didn't use much money. What's more, you should pay back the loan first."

"I also told you to come here first. I live in a hotel with me, but I'm afraid that the two of us will be caught together by debt collectors, and the Mo family will lose incense. Are you all staying at the teacher's house? How are you doing?"

"...Is Dad still planning to continue the string?" Mo Chonggan said, tapping his forehead with his fingers, "It's okay, I won't go. Because I participated in the experiment, the teacher paid for my food and lodging."

"Is that so? Convey my thanks for me. Then I'll pay 1 first. You have to study hard and seize the opportunity of teaching and experimenting! Don't be lazy! Don't touch the game!"

"...Father, are you free tomorrow afternoon?" Mo Chonggan was also very upset when Father Mo repeatedly emphasized the problem of the game. Thinking of receiving the award in public tomorrow afternoon, the scenery will be infinite, so he simply let his father go to open his eyes. Well, by the way, give him a face-to-face shock and surprise.

Who said that there are golden houses only in books, and there are also games.And not only that, Yan Ruyu is also not lacking,... It's better to say that in the game and in the dream, everything is the same.

"Tomorrow afternoon, what are you doing?"

"Two o'clock, there is an event at Tengyun Group, you and I will go together..."

"Where are you going? Tengyun?!" Father Mo was startled suddenly, as if the salted fish that had been thrown into the pot miraculously knocked the lid of the pot away.

"Yes, Tengyun's press conference."

"Small it. Read it to me."

"Playing games is a dead end, yes yes yes."

"I will never step into Tengyun in this life."

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What's going on here?Mo Chonggan thought to himself that he had never heard of it from his father before.Is there any festival between him and Teng Yun? ...But if you think about it carefully, Dad Mo is a programmer, an IT company, and it would not be a surprise if he was merged by Tengyun or collapsed due to unfair competition or suppression.

It's understandable if you think about it that way.

"Dad, could it be that our family went bankrupt before and was squeezed out or exploited by Tengyun Group?"

"no!"

As soon as he found the sign of the answer, he was planed by Mo Mo in an instant.Mo Chong rubbed his forehead dryly, this time he really couldn't think of any other possibility, so he could only tentatively say: "Tengyun will send money to those present."

"I don't know what to eat. You are not allowed to go." Beep, beep... the phone hung up.

Mo Chonggan still wanted to call back, but he couldn't think of any excuses for a while, and he guessed that Mo's father was still angry, so he thought it was better to forget it.

"What are you doing, dad? Do you have any deep grudge against Teng Yun..." Mo Chongqian thought of Teng Yun, then remembered Yin Anzhen's starry smile, and then immediately thought of Zhongli Li's cold moon-like face.

He put the fried fat sausage in the lunch box into his mouth, bit it twice, and spat it into the wastebasket.Although the math teacher can guess the students to the bottom, and these brats have no secrets in his eyes, after all, he still has no way of knowing what kind of food a certain student likes to eat.

Looks like I'm going to be hungry tonight.

Speaking of which, where did the math teacher take the test paper he just made?
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"I'm sorry. I'm here." The math teacher walked into the meeting room of the office building, surrounded by people from the school leadership, the old principal with gray hair, the director of the Political and Education Department with a bald forehead, and the grade group leader of a middle-aged woman in red. And others, the mathematics team leader who looks like a professor, are among them.

"Your computer-assisted teaching experiment cannot continue." The director of the Political and Education Department tapped his fingers on the table.

"Unfortunately, we discussed that the source of students in our school is too poor to have the basis for this kind of teaching method." The middle-aged woman in red turned her head and said.

The math teacher's gold rim and glasses were shining, and the corners of his mouth were slightly raised.Then he reached into his arms, caught something, and threw it forward.

The old professor's mathematics team leader received the other side of the paper, spread it flat on the table in the conference room, and began to carefully review the paper.Everyone else is awaiting the results.

Looking at it, the old professor, the head of the mathematics team, held the test paper to the tip of his nose.

Wow.turn the page.Everyone continued to be silent.Needle drop could be heard inside the house.

The head of the old professor's mathematics group assembled the test papers.

Then two tears rolled down from the corners of his eyes.

"The unified examination of our school can be saved!" the old professor and head of the mathematics team stood up and announced with tears of joy.

"How many points?" "Did you cheat?" "5 hours?" All the teachers gathered around.

The young math teacher, seeing that all the teachers had moved aside, went straight to the old principal and bowed slightly: "Then, please grant me the funding."

"But!" The grade leader of the middle-aged woman in red stood up and waved her hands, sternly: "Did you know that last night, a nearby game hall advertised a discount, which attracted many of our students to run to play. You will get it With a certain score, how can we prove that students will not waste their studies?"

"It's very simple," the young math teacher held out his hand to her. "The funds are large enough to carry out more experiments. When the number of people participating in the experiments reaches one-tenth of the total number of students in the school, the error is extremely small."

"Damn..." The middle-aged aunt in red gritted her teeth.The school's funds are limited, and it is necessary to tear down the east wall to make up for the west wall. He originally wanted to suppress this young boy, but he caught the key and used his own rhetoric instead.

"Then, principal, I'm applying to extend the experiment for one more week." When the young math teacher spoke, he looked at the middle-aged aunt in red with deep eyes, "Thank you for your support."

"Just, let's do it like this," the old principal got up and said, "Today's meeting is here. Oh, everyone, don't forget tonight, and vote for my son's draft! Who if today If you voted, you can vote for one more vote after 12 o'clock!"

(End of this chapter)