Showdown!Master Gao Leng asks me for a hug every day

Chapter 109 Limited places
Leng Sa felt that she didn't donate much money.

She held the ceramic tea cup in her left hand, and the thin calluses on her fingertips gently rubbed against the wall of the cup, wantonly.

"Miss Leng, do you have any other requests?"

"No."

She stopped what she was doing, slowly straightened her body, and put the water glass on the table.

"Principal Wang, I'll go to class when I'm fine."

She returned to her student appearance again, neither humble nor overbearing, and with a rare respect.

Principal Wang can't afford it, he is still respectful.

"Miss Leng will tell you anything at school at any time."

Leng Sa signed the scooters and walked out of the office.

The principal's office is located on the fourth floor alone.

Going down is the office of teachers of all ages.

She doesn't come often, and rarely meets other teachers.

As soon as she went downstairs to the third floor, Leng Sa ran into Chen Qiuju.

Behind her was a boy who was as thin as a stick.

Leng Sa was a strange face.

The boy passed them by without saying a word.

When Chen Qiuju saw Leng Sa, she was probably in a bad mood, so she glared at her and led the boy to the office without saying a word.

Low air pressure enveloped the office building, Leng Sa pursed her lips and continued walking.

When the two arrived at the door of the classroom, Leng Sa and Si Coach found a seat and sat down.

"Have you heard that the school is about to issue a batch of bursaries, and I heard that it was donated by that local tycoon again, and the amount is not small."

"What kind of luck is it for our Imperial Capital University? I heard that this rich man has donated a lot of money to us in a row, and the amount is the highest every time."

"Damn it, I want to apply for poverty relief. With so much money, if I succeed, what's the difference from winning the lottery?"

"Come on, you, you don't have a clue about your father's annual income. Let's leave the money to useful people."

Qin Jun fell silent, not to mention that his family was rich, even if he had no money, his grades would not pass the test.

"Leng Sa, why don't you apply, it's quite a lot of money."

Then, Qin Jun slapped himself again.

"I was wrong, your grades are not very good."

Leng Sa squinted her eyes, focusing on part-time work a few days ago, and really didn't make much progress.

So much so that he failed all his homework!
She laughed in a low voice: "No need."

"No, you're a dead duck with a stubborn mouth. I'm afraid you want a hundred things in your heart. This money is enough for you to earn half of your part-time job."

Leng Sa picked the tails of her peach-colored eyes, pulled her lower lip, said nothing, and held a pen in her hand.

Where the tip of the pen touches the paper, the clouds flow freely.

Qin Jun poked his head and took a look.

"Leng Sa, are you also a fan of Pop Band?"

"Ok?"

Leng Sa raised her eyebrows, a question mark.

"Otherwise, why did you imitate the signature of the pop band? You wrote the words pop band. Don't you think that the scholarship is hopeless, so you want to make money by selling fake signatures?"

Qin Jun took out one and exclaimed that it was quite similar.

But the signature of the idol band is too popular, and Leng Sa cannot be allowed to embark on the illegal road of selling fake products.

With an idea, he picked up the black carbon pen on the table.

"In order to have an anti-counterfeiting mark, I will destroy your notes."

Qin Jun grabbed the signature paper in Leng Sa's hand, and crossed each one of them, meaning fake, don't be fooled.

He does not allow anyone to desecrate the signature of an idol, even Leng Sha, and imitation is also a crime.

Leng Sa watched these things being drawn by Qin Jun, frowned evilly, and let him go.

Huang Mengmeng sat in the front row, looking at her phone from time to time, waiting for news from Huang Shilei.

I don't know if Huang Shilei's proposal to give her a funding quota last time was successful.

The school bell rang.

Qin Jun searched the ground and rushed to the toilet like a rocket.

After 1 minute, I searched again and came back.

Also brought a world-renowned news.

"Report~~~, I heard that Wei Shen has also applied for this scholarship."

Qin Jun has a lively personality, and has contacts with students from several majors.

They have a lot of majors in Imperial University, and they have talents in all fields.

As soon as the loudspeaker broadcast, the classmates discussed Wei Shen about the frying pan.

Wei Shen's full name is Wei Lijing. He is a medical student and is currently studying for graduate school.

She is low-key and introverted on weekdays, reticent and solitary, but she is recognized as a high-quality study by the teachers and students of Imperial Capital University. Her grades in school are so excellent that she has almost full marks in all subjects. She was a graduate student who was directly recommended at the beginning.

Because it exists like a god in the minds of the students and is unattainable, a Wei God was created and spread.

In a place like the imperial capital where the children of high-ranking cadres and rich people are everywhere, another reason why Wei Shen is famous is that his family is poor.

Very poor very poor.

It is said that he had no parents since he was a child, and his grandparents also fell ill when he was six years old, and both died.

His relatives were unwilling to support him, because they were also poor and could not support him.

Later, with the help of a kind-hearted person, I slowly persevered, and with my perseverance, I made it to today step by step.

At the opening ceremony, Wei Lijing, as a student representative, spoke his own story and inspired children all over China.

"Didn't Wei Shen never apply for funding?"

"Yes, he said before that he would support himself."

"I remember that Wei Shen seemed to earn extra money by making up lessons during the holidays before, and never said he applied for funding."

Qin Jun slapped his forehead: "Is it because he is not allowed to make up lessons now, so he is unemployed?"

There was silence in the classroom.

"I heard from those medical students just now that I don't know why they should apply. Anyway, it seems that they are discussing something in Chen Qiuju's office now. Teacher Chen is probably also taken aback. I didn't expect Wei Shen to apply."

"Then tell me, if Wei Shen applies, will the school give it to him?"

"I don't know. I heard that there are many applicants for this bursary, and the number of places is small. The competition is very high. Wei Shen is good at studying, but I don't know if there will be some people who go through the back door."

Qin Jun patted the man's head: "Stinky boy, you dare to say anything, so there are people who go through the back door? Who is who?"

Speaking of this, some students bowed their heads to play with their mobile phones and do computer problems.

Shen Ziyun has been very depressed and in a bad mood these two days. She looked through the comments on the Internet, and all the insults against them for selling fake goods came out overwhelmingly.

She glanced at Huang Mengmeng, wondering what the other person was thinking.

Huang Mengmeng was preoccupied and looked absent-minded.

Shen Ziyun picked up the phone and sent a message to Huang Mengmeng.

"What did Teacher Huang say? Can I apply for a quota?"

Huang Mengmeng saw that it was Shen Ziyun who sent her a WeChat message.

"I don't know, I'm still waiting for news."

"There are urging refunds over there, what should I do, things are a little messy."

"I'll ask my uncle again."

Huang Mengmeng scratched her hair irritably, wanting to smoke a cigarette.

Inside the office.

Chen Qiuju sat in front of the table.

Wei Lijing lowered his head and sat on a chair beside him.

The office is an independent office, only Chen Qiuju is alone, she cuts to the chase and asks about the situation directly.

"Why are you applying for funding this time?"

(End of this chapter)