I am reborn without a pattern

"Dean Li, Director Geng, and Teacher Yang, I have caused you trouble. Please take care of me in the future. I have to go and sign up now, so I won't stay any longer."

"Zhang...Classmate Zhang, walk slowly, walk slowly..."

Li Shuzhai waved and watched the car slowly leave.

"There is such a thing..."

Holding his glasses, Li Shuzhai still couldn't believe it. This was the first time he had encountered this situation in so many years.

"Have you ever contacted Zhao Feiyan's high school before?"

"The vice-principal of her school said that this was the situation... that it was a drinking party in the countryside."

"I take it she's not from the city?"

"Her husband is from the countryside."

"..."

Li Shuzhai was silent for a while, feeling that Zhang Haonan, a rural boy, was really capable.

What a fucking hell...

Geng Qingsong was still thinking about the computer room and asked Yang Mu, "Did her husband leave you his contact information?"

"Gived me a business card."

Yang Mu took out the business card. It had titles such as Chairman and General Manager of "Shacheng Food" printed on it. Normally, she would think that this was a pretentious printing by a young man, but now she is not sure.

"Shacheng food?"

"I was on the evening news of the provincial station. I have the impression of cutting the ribbon with foreigners..."

"real or fake?!"

"I'll go find out."

Li Shuzhai immediately became energetic. If this was really the case, then today's gentle treatment was a coincidence, and even more so.

These days, it’s really hard for art schools to get some financial funding.

The school's financial appropriation income is only a small share of the tens of millions, and there will be nothing left if it is allocated to the Academy of Fine Arts.

There is no operating affiliated unit of the school, and revenue generation is through performances and cooperation with provincial and municipal publicity authorities throughout the year. The total sum of all the schools is at least more than 2 million to less than 3 million at best.

Occasionally, a teacher will take a student to take on an animation job, and each painting only costs 10 cents and 20 cents. This is because the other party also has financial resources to eat and then reward them.

Thirty seconds of animation only earns about a hundred yuan...

The young teacher felt pretty good.

Grandma...

The more he thought about it, the angrier he became and the more uncomfortable he became. Li Shuzhai walked with his head buried in his mind and thought about many things.

As a cultural person, he didn't want to smell so coppery, but he had to find the right person, otherwise who would be the young teacher at Jiankang Art College?

They are all bred in close proximity to each other, and for many years they have been a pool of stagnant water, useless to birds.

At this time, Zhang Haonan had already arrived at Liangjiang Industrial. When passing by Jiankang University, he stopped and called Liu Zhiyuan.

"Are you in Jiankang? I'm here too. Let's have dinner together that night, and I'll sign up first."

"Haonan, do you really want to study?"

"You have to get a diploma. Otherwise, when you go out to meet the seniors from No. 1 Middle School, and ask which university they graduated from, do you mean that you graduated from high school? That would be embarrassing."

"That's right, after all, it's not that long ago. The bosses who have emerged in the past two years are always good at either technology or academic qualifications. It all depends on background relationships, which are always limited."

"Uncle, I'll sign up first."

"good."

Zhao Feiyan, the co-pilot, asked curiously: "Who is it? Why did you come to Jiankang University specifically to stop?"

"Liu Wei, he got admitted to Jiankang University. I thought I would meet him first when he arrives."

"Wow, he's so powerful... Don't say anything. You're in the intensive class and it's normal. I'm in Class 16, so I'm making such a fuss! Hmph!"

Before Zhang Haonan could speak, Zhao Feiyan kept talking like a barrage of words.

Obviously, she has learned to answer questions.

But it made Zhang Haonan very uncomfortable and pinched her cheek hard.

"Well……"

Zhao Feiyan rubbed her face, suddenly laughed, and bumped Zhang Haonan's arm with her elbow, "Husband, how did you introduce me to Teacher Yang when you met before?"

"Who remembers this?"

"Hate!"

After leaving Jiankang University and going straight to Liangjiang Industry, Zhang Haonan did not sign up first, but made a phone call. After communicating, he found an administrative building.

"What are you doing here?"

"The vice president of the School of Mechanical Engineering is an alumnus of No. 1 Middle School. Be careful when the time comes. Others are outstanding."

"Oh, okay."

"There is also a civil engineering professor, too."

"Is it so powerful?"

"What do you think? From Class 16..."

"..."

After all, Zhang Haonan was still addicted. Zhao Feiyan pouted with a dark face and felt uncomfortable all over.

Carrying two jars of rice wine and twelve cartons of cigarettes, Zhang Haonan didn't think they were heavy. Zhao Feiyan felt distressed: "I'll help you get a few cartons of cigarettes."

"This is just a small amount, it's not necessary."

He walked upstairs slowly and found the office. The door was open and there were quite a few people inside. He knocked on the door and Zhang Haonan walked in carrying his things.

The middle-aged man who was sitting behind the desk and reading documents saw this, stood up immediately, walked over quickly and said, "You are running so fast, sit down quickly, sit down quickly."

Then he turned around and took tea leaves and went to the hot water bottle to make two cups: "Principal Tian told me that I thought you would come tomorrow, but I didn't expect you would arrive today."

"Dean Qian, the old wine at home, and Dongdu."

Moving forward casually, Zhang Haonan asked again, "Where is Professor Wang?"

"He'll be there soon. He's on the fourth floor. Come quickly."

As soon as he finished speaking, a balding middle-aged man walked in, then shook hands with Zhang Haonan with a smile and said, "I happen to be here today, and I have to go on a business trip tomorrow."

"Professor Wang, old wine and cigarettes."

"Okay, I'll take you away later."

The whole office immediately became lively. From time to time, teachers and counselors would come over to check on the situation, and even student union officials would take a curious look.

"I heard Principal Tian talk about your grades in the second year of high school. Why do you want to study a foreign language? Which one is not good in mechanics and civil engineering? With such good grades, studying a foreign language is a bit of a waste."

"That is to say, what do you think? Ordinary translators don't understand professional vocabulary. In the end, we have to start making foreign farts ourselves. You are wasting your intellectual resources. However, we can't ask ordinary students to ask you. You must have your own opinions."

Zhang Haonan felt embarrassed, thinking that he really couldn't pass the exam.

But he still said: "I just want to get a diploma and make it look nicer."

"That's true, just hang out."

"Oh, by the way, this is my wife Zhao Feiyan, studying at Jiankang Art College."

"I know that there was such a fuss that Tao Fuji even heard about it at Purdue University."

Tao Fuji also graduated from Shacheng No. 1 Middle School and is now a professor at Purdue University in America. This year he is a chair professor at Liangjiang University of Technology.

"I'm a little brat, so I won't let the news spread abroad, right?"

"You are the little brat, so who am I? The old brat?"

Professor Wang said with a smile, "Scientific research is a waste of money these days. It's rare to find someone who can earn tens of millions a year, so everyone will definitely keep an eye on it. I have a project next year, mainly to lead graduate students, and I will come to you to beg for food."

"..."

"Don't be reluctant. I've already boasted about my awesomeness in the past few days. Don't let me brag about my awesomeness..."

"Ha ha ha ha……"

Seeing Professor Wang's nervousness, Zhang Haonan suddenly laughed, "Don't worry, I happen to be thinking about industry-research cooperation. Ding Yong, the former deputy director of the Finance Bureau, is now the vice president of our company. There is a separate department for industry-research cooperation. Planned for the long term.”

"You scared me to death. Nowadays, graduate students are getting harder and harder to deceive. I don't have the project to be your old turtle..."

Professor Wang said, and then asked Zhang Haonan: "Your wife is over there. If you have any difficulties, just tell us. It doesn't matter."

"It's okay. I signed her up first. Dean Li Shuzhai of the Academy of Fine Arts is quite easy to talk to."

"Li Shuzhai? Wearing black-rimmed glasses and speaking slowly?"

"Yes. Have a relationship?"

"No, it's just a casual acquaintance. Lao Qian may know him."

"I'll have a dinner date with him in two days."

After Dean Qian finished speaking, he asked again, "Have you registered your name?"

"No, I came directly. There is no rush to sign up."

"You signed up first, why come here first?"

"After all, I'll see the seniors first. Besides, I'm still a teacher, so I'll definitely come to visit first."

"I am glad to hear this.

Professor Wang smiled from ear to ear, and then looked at the cigarettes in the bag, feeling extremely satisfied.

He has no shortage of cigarettes and wine, but there are rising stars in his hometown, which is not a pleasure in life.

"I'm telling you, if you don't find it interesting to study in the School of Foreign Languages, you can change your major and come to the School of Civil Engineering. I'll set the questions for the exam. You go through the process and it's no problem to hand in a blank paper."

"I can't pretend I didn't hear what Lao Wang said."

"On your balls?"

Professor Wang laughed and scolded, then patted Zhang Haonan's arm, "You're such an idiot, it would be a pity not to dust off..."

"..."

After some more pleasantries, Dean Qian, Professor Wang, simply went to register with Zhang Haonan, which confused the new students of the School of Foreign Languages.

what's the situation? School of Mechanical Engineering to cultivate talents specializing in mechanical English?