Don’t Mess with Shennong

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The old headmaster, Wang Banli, was not bothered by Wang Ping's answer. He seemed to have expected the answer to this question.

At this time, Wang Wen only washed the peaches. The peculiar fragrance of Shennong peach, a few meters away, was scattered in the air, making it coveted.

"Actually, I have eaten a few times in the city, and it is really delicious. It is the best peach I have ever eaten in my life, but the price is too expensive. Haha, today I arrived in Taoyuan, then I am welcome."

Wang Banli is an open-minded person. He has been teaching and educating all his life. Anyone who has seen him before can let him go to the door to chat, indicating that he is optimistic about this person and willing to contact.

Some small villagers who are good at drilling camps, he is not willing to take care of others.

After all, his two sons were leaders in the city, and he was actually guilty of his son. It was because of this that he deliberately behaved impersonally.

After talking about each other's daily life for a while, I heard that Wang Ping'an was studying on his own recently, and the old headmaster went to the house to read his draft.

"How about, is there a level of primary school graduation?" Wang Ping asked uneasy.

"Haha, in my opinion, at least the level of high school graduation, yes, well written." Wang Banli praised.

"Listening to what you said, I can rest assured that when I have time, I can take another high school diploma?"

"Forget it, you may be embarrassed if you are in the wrong age. Sitting in the classroom, you may be embarrassed. If you want to learn, you can learn by yourself. Now there are various teaching videos on the Internet, and your mother is also a teacher, at least can guide you in Chinese and English.

When you reach a certain level, you can directly apply for the adult exam, so that you have the opportunity to get a college diploma. "

"University graduation certificate? Ha ha ... good." Wang Ping'an fell into a beautiful illusion. This goal was never dared to think before.

People, if there is no dream, what is the difference with salted fish?

But ... this dream seems to be the remnant before the soul is restored? What's the use of being a reincarnated immortal with an adult undergraduate degree?

After thinking clearly about the reason, Wang Ping's peace was restored. I will talk about this later, but I can't be limped by my own remnants.

At this time, Wang Wen was not convinced, picked up the pen, and wrote a line.

Confidently said: "Old principal, you also help me to evaluate it? Look at what level."

Wang Banli frowned, tangled, and said comfortably: "Wencai, some people are born out of calligraphy, how the writing is not related to academic qualifications."

"Uh? What do you mean?" Wang Wencai asked ignorantly.

When the old principal saw that he was obsessed with the answer, he told the truth: "I know you graduated from college, but the pen you wrote is only in the fifth grade of elementary school."

"What? The fifth grade of elementary school ... I ... my composition seems to be in the fifth grade ..."

Wang Wencai was instantly injured by 10,000 tons, suddenly covered his stomach, shouted that he wanted the toilet, and disappeared from the house.

Shit escape skills may be full.

"..." Wang Ping'an was also helpless. It was the goods who had come to the door for people to comment on, and it was not a deliberate blow to his face.

His cell phone rang suddenly.

"I am ugly, but I am gentle ..."

Hearing this ringtone, Wang Ping's only sympathy for Wang Wencai disappeared instantly.

No, when you have time, you must learn how to change the ringtone.

The phone call came from a strange number. Wang Ping thought it was an advertisement and wanted to hang up, but looking at the four eights behind the number was a bit dazzling.

If the advertising phone is willing to bomb with such a premium, Wang Ping feels that it will not be a disadvantage to take it.

"Hello, who?" Wang Ping answered the phone.

"Brother, hello, this is Gu Dongli, just call me Xiao Gu ..."

Wang Ping thought that the sales routine was not right and interrupted: "Oh, Xiao Gu, what product do you want to sell? House or insurance?"

"I want to sell my sister ... Bah, bah, you were taken into the ditch. My sister and I drove to your Taoyuan, and came over to thank you for your life-saving grace. A lot of gifts came. Come out and pick it up.

"Uh? Are you ... who's here? The tone is a bit impressed, but the name is forgotten."

"Brother, won't you really forget me? Yesterday we just came out of the mountain ... and we also discuss the matter of asking you to be a bodyguard."

In this way, Wang Ping'an was completely impressed. It was not that he deliberately rectified Gu Dongli, but that the other party's voice did change quite a bit.

After all, when he was in the mountains, Gu Dongli was sick with a hoarse throat, and later recovered a little, and his speech was not clear.

Going back to the city was just a night's work, and I didn't know what method he used to treat it. His throat recovered, and his spirit seemed to be good. He was full of energy on the phone.

"You are so polite, I'm using money to do things, but I can't afford to thank you for your special trip ... Well, please wait a moment, I will open the door."

Wang Ping said, and hung up.

"Has a guest? I should go back." The old headmaster wanted to talk to Wang Ping again for a while, and even wanted to teach him to write in brush.

But since the guests came from his house, it is not easy to stay here.

"Old principal, I'm so embarrassed. By the way, I'll get you a pot of good wine first. You drink it first. When there is time, I will send the rest."

"Haha, this is possible. Don't think I can't see it. You are the old sorghum liquor that pitted Xiaoqiang's family. The boy was kept in the yard by his dad for a few days to do brute force, but he was scolded."

"That's what you want to buy and sell, how can it be called a pit?" Wang Ping'an aggrieved excused, and took out a small jar of five catties. This is the old sorghum wine that was packed a few days ago, which is convenient to carry and drink.

There is a thick rope climbing on the small wine jar, which can be carried easily.

Sending the old principal out of Taoyuan, on the side of the gate, I saw a brand-new white Lincoln Navigator off-road vehicle, flashed a headlight, and Gu Dongli's head came out of the window.

"Hello, brother, I am such a handsome, handsome and rich man, you can forget it? In your eyes, are there any of us tyrants? Who have you remembered for a few days together?"

Gu Dongli grumbled, but after his face was swollen, he was indeed very handsome and handsome, but compared with Wang Ping'an, he always felt a few grades worse.

"I remember your sister!" Wang Pingan answered truthfully.

"Why are you scolding people again? This habit is very bad, and then scold me for being anxious with you!" Gu Dongli was angry.

"..." Wang Ping'an was too lazy to explain, and pointed to Gu Qingcheng who was getting off the bus. Everything was silent.

"You're so flattered that you still remember me. It's very rare. I thought you would forget me like you forget a cat or a dog." Gu Qingcheng was wearing a black dress, and his skin was abnormally white and tender.

"It turned out not to be a curse ... I really remember my sister!" Gu Dongli lost his temper in an instant, honestly got out of the car, opened the trunk, and was ready to move the gift.