Rebirth, I really don't want to be a scumbag

But Qiao Linlin didn't take it seriously at all, chatting with Song Baizhou over there, she said, Uncle, if you are here, you must be a soldier, right?

Song Baizhou smiled and asked, "What do you think?"

"That's for sure. In the army, uncle, why don't you wear a military uniform? What is your position? Are you a company commander? At least you are a small leader, right?" Qiao Linlin said.

The city leaders in the front row saw that the time was almost up, so they thought about asking Song Baizhou to go first, and prepared a dinner?

So he asked Song Baizhou, saying Mr. Song, the party is almost over, let's go look elsewhere?

Song Baizhou said with a smile: "No hurry, I still want to take a look here,"

"Oh," the city leader nodded and didn't say anything else. After all, Song Baizhou's hands and eyes are all over the sky, and he doesn't have to do anything today, as long as he can accompany Song Baizhou.

He glanced at Qiao Linlin. To be honest, he couldn't figure out what Song Baizhou was thinking. Could it be that he wanted the old cow to eat the tender grass?There is nothing good about this group of big bosses.

The leader secretly despises in his heart.

Seeing how respectful the leader was to Song Baizhou, Qiao Linlin asked, "Uncle, is this your subordinate?"

"?" The leader was taken aback, and glanced at Qiao Linlin, would this girl look at people?

"Hey, uncle, you are also a soldier? But your body is not good. Look, you have a big belly. You don't exercise every day?" Qiao Linlin said with a smile to the city leader who turned her head to chat.

"Ahem!" Su Qianqian saw that her best friend was not old or young, so she couldn't help it, coughed twice, and signaled Qiao Linlin with her eyes to stop talking nonsense.

At this time, the face of the city leaders has become serious.

"Qianqian, what's wrong with you? Are you hoarse?" Qiao Linlin obviously didn't hear Su Qianqian's hint to herself: "Why did you get sand in your eyes? Don't cry, don't cry, you won't listen!"

After listening to Qiao Linlin's words, Su Qianqian couldn't help but roll her eyes, this idiot, what is in his head?

Song Baizhou saw Su Qianqian's hint, he smiled, and said to the leader in the front row: "Ma Shi, children are ignorant, so don't worry about it."

The leader's complexion was very bad at first, but when Song Baizhou helped Qiao Linlin speak, he naturally didn't say anything more, forced a smile and said, "Where, kid, I know."

Song Baizhou nodded, and Qiao Linlin was still muttering: "What do you mean by that? No, uncle, why don't you tell me that you don't look like a soldier? You see how well this uncle maintains it. Soldiers of our country!"

Qiao Linlin was still talking over there, Jiang Ting saw Su Qianqian's hint, pulled Qiao Linlin aside, and said, "Say less."

Song Baizhou didn't think Qiao Linlin had anything wrong, but he just glanced at Su Qianqian in the front row, and couldn't help asking, "I heard that you and the boy who performed just now were childhood sweethearts?"

Su Qianqian has a little understanding of Song Baizhou's identity, and dare not be as free and easy as Qiao Linlin. The most important thing is that Su Qianqian has already seen her school's principal and field manager in this row, and they are all sitting on the edge Position, how high is this old man in front of you?

So Su Qianqian nodded cautiously: "Yeah."

"Did he grow up with his mother?" Song Baizhou didn't hold back in the end, the question was a little urgent.

"Ah?" Su Qianqian was taken aback, obviously caught off guard, looking at Song Baizhou warily.

Only then did Song Baizhou realize that he had lost his composure, smiled awkwardly, and said, "Sorry, I didn't mean that, I mean...I mean."

Song Baizhou really wants to find out Zhou Yuwen's identity now, but he doesn't know how to ask. This is the first time for Song Baizhou, who is already a hero at the age of 44, to be so entangled.

After hesitating for a long time, Song Baizhou held back a question: "I want to ask, is his mother's surname Zhou?"

Su Qianqian was taken aback, wondering why Song Baizhou knew Zhou Yuwen's family so well, and asked warily, "Why are you asking this?"

From Su Qianqian's expression, Song Baizhou already knew that the tense expression suddenly relaxed at this moment. This was the first time Song Baizhou had such a smile in so many years, an indescribable smile, just feeling this moment , Song Baizhou felt that he would die in peace.

"It's nothing, girl, the boy you like is excellent, you have to persevere." Song Baizhou felt relaxed at this moment, and just said such a sentence lightly.

The city leaders next to him were still waiting for Song Baizhou to leave as soon as he had finished his entertainment, but Song Baizhou became relieved after asking Su Qianqian this question, and said to the city leaders and subordinates next to him, Mashi, let's go.

After speaking, Song Baizhou stood up.

"Oh good." The city leaders immediately stood up, and then all the leaders in the third row stood up, the leaders in the third row stood up, and the camp leaders and instructors in the first and second rows also stood up. .

They were all waiting for Song Baizhou to leave.

As soon as the leaders of the three rows stood up, Qiao Linlin was stunned by the situation. At this moment, she suddenly realized that the old man she was chatting with just now seemed a little different.

"Oh yes," Song Baizhou, who had already walked out, suddenly thought of something, and asked Su Qianqian, who was still over there without understanding the situation: "Which school did the little boy who sang just now belong to?"

At this moment, a group of school leaders are waiting for Song Baizhou. Even a fool can see that Song Baizhou in a suit is not simple. When asked by Song Baizhou, Su Qianqian replied weakly without thinking: "Nong, Nonglin College."

"Yes." Song Baizhou nodded, looked at the school leaders who were staring at him eagerly, and asked, "What is the general affairs of the Agriculture and Forestry College?"

"I, it's me!" An old Mediterranean man ran out excitedly.

"Principal Xu, come by my side. After dinner, you can sit next to me," Song Baizhou said with a smile.

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Chapter 92 The Temptation of Going Home

Zhou Yuwen's show was originally the last part of the party, so after Zhou Yuwen finished performing, the party was almost over, and Song Baizhou planned to leave.

Later, I learned that there was an awards ceremony, and the school leaders were going to present awards to the most popular programs. Song Baizhou couldn't help being excited, and asked the school leaders if they could present the awards themselves?

"Of course you can." The school leaders nodded.

So everyone waited until the end of the party, and then scored individually. Zhou Yuwen originally got a No.3 score. After all, it was a solo performance, which was less meaningful than those group performances, but the domineering Song Baizhou said directly, I think this classmate can perform well, otherwise let him get No.1?

When Song Baizhou spoke, this face was to be given.

So Zhou Yuwen got No.1, and a first prize, a bicycle.

Zhou Yuwen stood on the stage to accept the award, and Song Baizhou stepped up to the stage step by step, but he couldn't help being excited. Eight years ago when he was in the Middle East battlefield, he was not as excited as he is today.

His legs even trembled a little. As he walked up to Zhou Yuwen step by step, suppressing the feelings in his heart, he forced a smile: "Congratulations."

Zhou Yuwen felt that the middle-aged man in front of him was inexplicably looking at him strangely.

He said lightly, "Thank you."

Someone pushed the bicycle, and Song Baizhou handed the bicycle to Zhou Yuwen. Song Baizhou had a lot of things to say to Zhou Yuwen, but he didn't know what to say. He held back for a long time: "You, what do you want to do in the future?"

"Huh?" Zhou Yuwen couldn't help looking at the middle-aged man in front of him. Song Baizhou's temples were already gray, and his face was full of wrinkles from the years. He wanted to squeeze a smile for Zhou Yuwen.

To be honest, this smile is a bit ugly, Zhou Yuwen feels weird.

Song Baizhou asked: "Do you want to be an official? Or do you want to do business?"

Zhou Yuwen thought that it might be the leader's routine, so he replied: "As long as you can contribute to the motherland, you can do anything."

Song Baizhou was taken aback for a moment, disappointed with his full expectations, and nodded slightly: "Okay, it's pretty good."

The two of them just had such a short sentence. Song Baizhou wanted to leave later, but turned around again, hesitating to speak: "You, do you have anything you like?"

"?" Zhou Yuwen was even more puzzled.