Excellent teacher

When everyone thinks about it, it seems that this is the only way to do it.

Regrading is clearly slapping themselves in the face, and it doesn't seem fair to the other students.

It's the best way to do this, not only without slapping yourself in the face, but also calming the students' emotions.

For the sports meeting, the real champion needs to rely on the performance of strength on the sports field, and the entering ceremony is only a small part of it.

Since the principal has admitted that Class Six is ​​the uncrowned king, the students naturally don't care about it.

"Okay, let's compete again at the school sports meeting!"

"We won't lose!"

Seeing the fighting spirit of the students being rekindled, Fang Qin secretly smiled.

It's good to be young, not afraid of setbacks, and always full of energy.

Fang Qin himself didn't think about how old he was, which made him look old-fashioned.

If those women found out, they would definitely be despised viciously again.

The opening of the sports meeting, Fang Qin led the students to charge forward on the sports field, the momentum was like a rainbow.

At this moment, Fang Qin put aside all the outside things and devoted himself to being his best teacher.

However, the outside world will not stop functioning because of Fang Qin's abandonment.

Still the same sentence, the earth will continue to revolve without anyone.

In the hall of Romilan Manor in Nales, Italy, a very gentle-looking man with glasses stood in front of Belluni holding a silver-white box, and said respectfully, "Your Excellency Belluni, I am the princess sent by the princess." Dr. Hans who is here to perform your transplant."

Belluni nodded expressionlessly: "Open up the liver to be transplanted and let me have a look."

Hans picked up the box in his hand and opened it.

A miniature transparent refrigerator appeared in front of Belluni. Inside the transparent refrigerator was a pair of bright red human livers!

"Hehe, not bad." Belluni was very satisfied, and said to Hans, "Then we can start."

Hans closed the box and said to Belluni: "I don't bring any tools, it's better to go to a professional hospital for surgery. I believe His Excellency Belluni has already found a hospital, hasn't he?"

Belluni smiled slightly: "Yes, I have already found a hospital, let's go now, I can't wait any longer."

Subsequently, Dr. Hans followed Belluni and the old housekeeper Raymond into a hospital in Nales.

Except for themselves, probably no one knows how the operation is going.

But then Belluni disappeared from the Italian political arena. He just left a sentence, saying that he had gone to recuperate and let his son Viri be in power temporarily. He hoped that the Italian parliament could help his son well during his term of office. viri.

Half a day later, Dr. Hans came out of the hospital, sweating profusely.

He picked up his mobile phone casually and dialed a number: "Your Highness, the operation was a success."

"Haha..." Alex's very happy smile came from the phone, "Hans, you have worked hard, come back!"

Hans hung up the phone, and then took a taxi to the airport in Nales.

When he came, he had already booked his return ticket, because he didn't want to stay in Nales, Italy for a moment.

Her Royal Highness told herself that Belluni would definitely find someone to follow her, and she must not stay in Italy for too long.

Fortunately, Hans was relieved to find no one following him until he boarded the plane.

"It's too late for Belluni to rest now, so he must have no time to talk to me." Thinking of this, Hans suddenly became in a good mood.

Hans was originally a depressed doctor. It was Her Royal Highness who discovered his talent and spent a lot of money to lure him into her laboratory.

For Hans, Her Royal Highness is not only his boss, but also his confidant.

Without the kindness of Her Royal Highness the Princess, there would be no Hans who is proud of the spring breeze.

Although Hans' current medical papers cannot be published publicly, he knows that Her Royal Highness will rule the world sooner or later, and as the chief doctor in her laboratory, he will surely become famous all over the world, and his name will last forever.

As for how long it will take to unify the world, Hans never worried that he would not survive that time.

As long as his brain doesn't die, he can use the clone to live indefinitely.

Hehe, is there anything more exciting than immortality?

Even a big hero like Belluni is afraid of death, let alone other people?

As long as you really master the biological gene technology of immortality, then it is time for Her Royal Highness to conquer the world.

Thinking that I will soon have a successful career, become a CEO, marry Bai Fumei, and climb to the pinnacle of life, I am still a little excited when I think about it.

Thinking of this, Hans felt that his body was full of charm, and the light was unstoppable.

No, a blond beauty beside her cast a sweet smile at herself: "Sir, from the looks of you, you should be a successful person, right?"

Hans showed a very appropriate smile on his face: "It's okay, it's not bad in some fields."

The blond beauty smiled and said: "Listen to your accent, you are a native of London, England, with a strong Renton accent."

Hans nodded: "Yes, I have been living in Renton City."

The blond beauty smiled brightly: "Actually, I'm also from Renton..."

They started with the local customs and customs in Renton, and then talked about their ideals and life.

The two talked very harmoniously, and they seemed to hate each other.

The plane was about to arrive in Renton soon, and the blond beauty was very reluctant to give up, so she handed Hans a business card of her own.

Hans took the pink business card, and was immediately dazzled by the faint scent of roses on it.

Hans glanced at the business card, remembered the content on the card, "Tyra & Smith, a professional lawyer in Renton City", and carefully put the card away.

Tira looked at Hans with a puzzled expression.

Hans looked a little unnaturally at Tira, and asked in puzzlement, "Miss Smith, why are you looking at me like that?"

Tira was a little angry: "I already gave you my business card, but if you don't give me my business card, don't you just look down on me and don't want to make friends with me?"

Hans was embarrassed because he didn't have a business card at all.

Although he told Tira that he was a doctor, he had resigned from the hospital in Renton a long time ago.

It's not that he doesn't know what Alex is doing. How dare he print a business card and write "His Royal Highness Princess Alex's Chief Biotechnology Doctor" on the card?

"Well, because I'm a technician in a special laboratory now, I can't make it public. I can only leave you a phone number." Hans took out a note and wrote his name and mobile phone very fluently Number.

Only then did Tira turn from anger to a smile, and took the note in Hans' hand.

Fearing that Tira's phone call would be inappropriate, Hans added: "When I'm doing experiments, the phone is basically turned off, and it can only be connected after nine o'clock in the evening."

Tira nodded, and smiled at Hans and snapped her fingers: "Okay, I have time to meet you for coffee."