When the Patriotic Goddess of War is bound to the love system

Tang Ning walked all the way out of the school gate. Zhao Yifan wanted to ask, but Tang Ning ignored him at all.

After exiting the school gate, turn left and continue walking until you reach a forest. Through the woods, you finally come to acres and acres of farmland.

Zhao Yifan almost wanted to laugh. Currently, all universities are in urban centers. Only the Agricultural University is located in the suburbs because of its special nature. The suburbs can provide large and cheap experimental fields. However, the suburbs are also destined to be surrounded by desolation. There are villages not far away and farmland around the school.

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Farmers in the suburbs also grow vegetables and fruit trees. It is not uncommon to build a greenhouse if conditions are good.

"Tangning, have you made a mistake? You have led everyone to save this big circle. Have you figured out how to end it?"

Zhao Yifan changed his usual humility and became aggressive.

Tang Ning raised her hand and said, "I've thought about it. Here, that's my experimental field. If you don't believe me, Teacher Zhao, go take a look. It's well written on the sign and it has my name, Tang Ning."

Tang Ning smiled provocatively at him, and then bowed to the leaders and teachers who followed him.

"Thank you to the leaders and teachers for trusting me. Since I, Tang Ning, have chosen to be an Agricultural University student, I will be absolutely responsible. Please come and visit. If you have any questions, you can ask me."

"Oh my," the teacher who went to see it first couldn't help but admired, "Little Tangning, you did all this? You're really awesome."

Professor Feng's moment of pride had arrived. The cold and aloof Feng, who always offended others, raised his head proudly.

"Of course, it doesn't matter who the student is!"

"Hey, if it weren't for your quick hands and feet, Old Feng, do you think that a unique talent like Tangning would get your turn?"

"Whether it's my turn or not, it's still mine. You can't be envious of me!"

Professor Feng's speech received unanimous criticism from everyone including the principal, but he was rarely convicted and happily accepted all the "accusations" from everyone.

If you're in a good mood, you can say whatever you want.

Soon, a group of agricultural bigwigs were attracted by the experimental field developed by Tang Ning alone, and they no longer had time to care about anything else.

Zhao Yifan's heart grew colder the more he looked at it. Could it be that everything Tang Ning said was true?

He tried to explain something, but no one paid attention to him, as if he was an insignificant object. The glory and applause that should have belonged to him before Tangning appeared were now gone.

Instead, he waited for him...

Zhao Yifan didn't dare to think about how the leaders would think of him now that he stood up and attacked Tangning first, but Tangning took the opportunity to trip him up.

Many old professors really care about their country and their country, and their pursuit of agriculture is very simple. When they saw Tang Ning's achievements, their voices trembled with excitement.

"Little Tangning, you said that the roasted sweet potatoes are sweeter than the ordinary sweet potatoes on the market, right?"

Professor Feng pulled a bunch of cute and plump sweet potatoes and asked.

"Yes, teacher, are you... planning to try it?"

Tangning stepped forward to help.

Professor Feng clapped his hands and said, "Of course I want to try it. Will you entertain me?"

"I'll dig a hole, and I'll bake sweet potatoes!" Principal Chen, like an old child, brought a bunch of brains to collect materials from the local area. Those who dug holes dug holes, and those who picked up branches picked up branches.

The old smoker has matches in his pocket, and he can ignite the dry branches in winter with just one stroke.

"These sweet potatoes are incredible." While waiting for the sweet potatoes to be roasted, Principal Chen called everyone together and held a meeting at Tang Ning's farm.

"What do you think?"

"Of course we need to vigorously promote it! This is all the result of Xiao Tangning and Lao Feng. Although the food problem has been alleviated to some extent this year, it is not enough. If the sweet potatoes cultivated by Tangning can be promoted and planted as soon as possible... it will be really good.

A great thing."

"We will promote it on a large scale in the suburbs of Beijing in the beginning of spring!"

"Isn't it too radical? According to past practice——"

"How long has it been a custom? People's stomachs don't wait for this custom! Plant early and harvest early, and you can fill your stomach when there is no harvest, so you won't be hungry... Ahem, everyone understands what I said, just

I won’t say more, this is my attitude.”

"..."

Tang Ning stood in front of the fire and moved the burning firewood skillfully, trying to make the sweet potatoes heat evenly.

The firelight turned her face red, and the corners of her lips were curved. Listening to the arguments of these teachers and professors, although everyone may have different opinions, the overall ideological orientation is the same.

That is, everything is for the people's food and clothing.

Simple and simple, it coincides with the goal in her heart.

This is an arduous and difficult road. She has only just taken the first step when she encounters the villain's sabotage, but will she be afraid?

Will you back down?

She won't, because there are also many people on this road who are not afraid of hardships and work hard.

This feeling is so good.

Tang Ning smelled the sweet smell. The skin of the sweet potato was already black and burnt. She pulled it out in twos and twos.

“The sweet potatoes are baked!”

At this voice, everyone stopped talking and gathered around with cheers.

The roasted sweet potatoes were not enough for each person, so I broke them into two halves and stuffed them into my mouth without fear of being hot or hot.

Tang Ning had quick eyesight and quick hands. She had already made two big ones and gave them to Principal Chen and Professor Feng respectively.

The other teachers looked envious and couldn't help it. Who could let him be his direct descendant?

"Delicious!"

"I have never tasted sweet potatoes that are so sweet! They taste so soft and sweet that I can't stop eating them!"

"We also grow sweet potatoes in our hometown, and there are quite a lot of them. The quality of the meat is incomparable to the ones grown by Xiao Tangning. It's really incomparable..."

"How about baking a few more?"

"Okay, okay, get up and go."

"Hey, don't just slap your butt and walk away. Can you give our sweet potato variety a name?" Professor Feng asked the question.

There was a number written on Tangning's report, but it has not yet been officially named.

"Tang Ning's surname is Tang. The sweet potatoes grown are sweeter than sugar, so we might as well call them Tangshu No. 1!"

"What's Tangshu No. 1? Ningshu No. 1 is better!"

"Stop fighting..."

Tang Ning found that no matter how old the professors were, they would be very angry, but there was nothing wrong with that.

It's better than someone who appears gentle and polite on the surface but is evil-hearted in private.

Looking at Zhao Yifan standing on the edge of the woods not far away, she raised her eyebrows and said hello.

"Teacher Zhao! Why are you standing there blowing the wind? Come over and eat a piece of sweet potato to warm your stomach?"

Zhao Yifan longed to be forgotten, but he didn't dare to leave. Wouldn't that make him feel even more guilty? When he saw Tangning calling him, he waved his hands repeatedly, with an embarrassed smile on his face.

"This Xiao Zhao!" Principal Chen thought of him and pointed at him, "Come here! Look what you are doing. Tang Ning did a good job, but you insist on giving someone a shit basin, and you still say

Seriously, what's wrong with you? When did our Agricultural University have such a trend?!"

This was a very severe accusation, and Zhao Yifan turned pale.