0p0 Chapter 313 Beautiful female teacher Ran Qiuye (page 12)
Chapter 313 Beautiful female teacher Ran Qiuye (page 12)
The greatest advantage of this old woman, Jia Zhang, is her ability to bend and stretch.
Of course, this kind of flexibility can only be shown when she considers things that are beneficial to herself.
For example, now, when Han Weimin said that she was seriously ill, she planned to let Han Weimin see her for free, so she chased Han Weimin and asked.
How could Han Weimin not know about Jia Zhang's little obsession?
"Jia Zhang, please find a way to look at your own body. I don't have time right now."
"And it's not like you haven't been to the Steel Rolling Mill Hospital before. There are doctors there to look at you."
After Han Weimin said this, he left without looking back.
He was too lazy to pay attention to Jia Zhang, his own affairs were the most important.
Jia Zhang couldn't go at this time, she had to take care of her children at home.
BangGeng is only a little older, so he can't be carried far away.
Mrs. Jia Zhang returned to the house, feeling gloomy.
After all, Han Weimin was famous for his medical skills, and she felt that something was wrong with her recently.
Otherwise, why would the family carry it like this?
In short, something went wrong a long time ago, and his daughter-in-law was intercepted by Han Weimin.
Inexplicably, I had an unclear relationship with Xu Damao in the cellar.
Then Jia Dongxu was imprisoned again, and now Li Ping has some trouble with Yi Zhongtian.
Jia and Zhang even suspected that so many things that happened at home were all her fault?
It's probably not a physical problem. My body is chubby, capable of getting angry and beating people, otherwise I wouldn't have beaten Xu Damao unconscious.
Ms. Jia Zhang felt that there was something wrong with her head, and she didn’t know if the Steel Rolling Mill Hospital could take care of it.
On this day, Mrs. Jia and Zhang were very worried and frowning.
When Han Weimin arrived at the school, the system sounded.
"Ding, congratulations on signing into the Rolling Mill Elementary School and obtaining the full-level writer skill."
Skills are a good thing, better than giving materials directly.
Recently, Han Weimin has been thinking about blooming more and walking more on the road of art.
In this era, all you can see are old-fashioned things.
Han Weimin plans to write about all the famous works of later generations and world famous works.
The royalties will be huge at that time.
It is said that writers at that time could buy a courtyard house in Sijiu City if they wrote any novel.
Han Weimin found Yan Bugui, took the key, and was ready to leave.
Yan Bugui smiled, extremely happy, and quickly grabbed Han Weimin.
"Xiao Han, don't be in a hurry to leave. Our school will also hold a singing competition recently, on a class-by-class basis."
"If any class wins first place, there will be a reward."
"I heard that you need to use a voucher to buy things now. If our class can win first place, I can get a pound of vouchers."
"How about you help me?"
Han Weimin had no intention of paying attention to Yan Bugui's request.
This Yan Bugui is not a good person. He is good at calculations. He helped him and forgot about it in a few days.
If Han Weimin didn't want to meddle in those nosy matters and wanted to take advantage of Yan Bugui, otherwise the identity of the second uncle Yan Bugui would have been confiscated.
"There are so many children's songs, why don't you just choose one at random?"
"I heard from Jingru that almost every class in your class sings one of my songs, so your class can just pick one."
Yan Bugui stood in front of the bicycle, looking pitiful.
"Oh, Xiao Han, just because everyone sings your songs, our class has no advantage."
"If you write me a new song and let our class sing it, it will be different from others."
"Then we must be the champions."
"I am following your lead now. Regarding matters in our courtyard, I will definitely stand by your side."
"You don't know, this pound of white flour is nothing."
"No matter how poor I am, I will never be as poor as this."
"The key is that this is a bargaining chip for selecting outstanding teachers."
"I've already confirmed it with the principal, so just help me."
"Hey, Xiao Han, don't leave."
"Isn't it okay if I call you uncle?"
Han Weimin smiled and said: "Old Yan, do you really not know my market situation?"
"The Bureau of Culture and Education costs hundreds of dollars to buy my songs. You want it for nothing."
"You rated an outstanding teacher, and the rewards and honors belong to me?"
Yan Bugui has been thinking about this matter for many days, so he has already thought of a way to deal with it.
"Xiao Han, I just sing this song of yours, just in our school."
"When the time comes, it won't stop you from making money. There is no conflict whether you should give it to the Bureau of Culture and Education or the Bureau of Culture and Education."
"Besides, you don't like the rewards from our school, so you don't lack that either."
"The key is, I'm in school and can take care of Jingru."
"If Jingru has any problems with her studies in the future, just come to me."
"How about I promise that Qin Jingru will be in the top three this semester?"
Han Weimin really doesn't like Yan Bugui's things. For Han Weimin, they are nothing.
However, Yan Bugui is considered sincere, so it doesn't matter if he lets the students sing this song first.
Anyway, just sell it later. Anyway, Han Weimin has the contact information of Secretary Zhang of the Bureau of Culture and Education.
The Bureau of Culture and Education gave Han Weimin 150 yuan per song, which paid for three months of classes at the steel rolling mill hospital.
But you can't just write songs whenever you want. Han Weimin can write hundreds of songs, and the Bureau of Culture and Education can't afford that much money.
And it’s not good to be too outrageous. You have to eat the food one bite at a time.
It's better to keep a low profile when doing anything, it's good for yourself.
However, Yan Bugui said that he would help Qin Jingru get the top three, and Han Weimin was quite satisfied.
My sister-in-law used to go to school in a rural area. She had a poor foundation and her grades were not very good.
Yan Bugui is more than enough to teach Qin Jingru.
"Lao Yan, this is what you promised yourself, but you can't do it this time. We have to settle the accounts carefully."
"It's not ethical to lie to others. What's more, you are still the boss of our courtyard, so you must keep your word."
"If Qin Jingru's grades are not up to standard, we will have to talk to him about it."
"Your teaching performance is average. I never heard that you are very good."
Yan Bugui blushed. He was considered an old teacher, so there was no problem teaching students.
But because the teaching is rigid, it can no longer keep up with the times.
Compared with those new teachers, he is much worse, and he is not popular among the students.
Yan Bugui said mysteriously.
"Xiao Han, you don't know that there is a new young female teacher in our school."
"My name is Ran Qiuye. I graduated from a normal school. I can teach Chinese, mathematics, morals, intelligence, physical beauty."