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The old lady Qianjiang has been like an ant on a hot pot all day.

Don't worry, everything is not pleasing to the eye. Today she has dropped four teacups, all of which are the "famous products" that Old Man Qianjiang bought at a high price during his lifetime.

When it was the fifth one, the youngest son Qianjiangzhuo wanted to stop, but the old woman scolded, "Don't stop me! Your dad spent so much money on these broken things, there is an egg! He just bought it. At that time, I went to an appraisal expert to appraise it. Unless it is an antique, the works of celebrities nowadays are expensive, but it is difficult to sell if you don’t meet someone you like!"

"That can also be sold!" Qianjiang Zhuo grabbed the old woman tightly, "Don't fall mom! There are reporters outside the house, they can hear the sound of falling things! The results of the professor's meeting should be announced in a while. , That Fujii is over!"

The old woman took a deep breath several times, and finally put down the tea set.

Just then the phone rang.

The old woman stretched out her hand: "Quickly, call me!"

The little daughter-in-law quickly picked up the extension phone and ran over.

The old lady Qianjiang took the extension and pressed the call button: "Moses, Moses?"

The voice of the National Professor came over the phone, and it seemed that in the end the professors decided that the chairman of the Professor National Professor would tell the old lady Qianjiang the decision of the Professor.

"Mrs. Qiane, are you okay? Doesn't your health matter?"

"Don't give me courtesy of these! Have you fired that prostitute?"

"About this matter... After a vote, the professor will decide to revoke her suspension and restore her student status..."

The old lady Qianjiang yelled and interrupted Professor Guoli's words: "How can you do this! That prostitute angered my husband, maddened the master of international relations academia, and scolded me for betraying my body for chocolate!"

"Mrs. Qiane, listen to me. First of all, stating the facts is not a curse..."

"you!"

"Secondly!" Professor Kokusai raised the volume, and forced to continue the interrupted words, "Mikako Fujii's prediction of the international situation has basically been fulfilled. Professor Qiane's previous scolding and admonitions to her have been proven wrong. Yu We shouldn’t maintain Fujii’s suspension of school because of reason.”

"What are you talking about? Then my husband...how do you count the death of the son? The son is **** to death!"

"Professor Qianjiang's passing away, I am also very sorry. Our school has lost its master in the field of international relations. It is a great loss for us..."

"Don't give me an official voice!" The old lady Qianjiang interrupted the National Professor once again. She was no longer polite and decent. "My son died on the podium of Sophia University. There must be a statement!"

Although Professor Guoli was interrupted and shouted again and again, he was not angry at all. He was still in that calm tone: "Indeed, Professor Qianjiang died on the podium. He was still cultivating and discovering talents for the school until the last moment of his life. We are very I am moved, so I will propose to build a bronze statue of Professor Qian Jiang on the campus at the regular meeting of the professors on Monday."

Old lady Qianjiang almost didn't catch her breath, and her youngest son hurried up to pat her back to give her comfort.

"You can make your own comments on the location of the bronze statue. The shape is decided based on the photos of Professor Qianjiang kept in the archives of our school. What do you think?"

If the old lady Qianjiang is a Cantonese, she would definitely curse at this time, "I'm **** your lungs", or "Xianjia shovel".

But what they are saying is good, after all, it is a bronze statue, or a bronze statue of the whole body!

whole body!

Therefore, the old lady Qianjiang could only hold down the urge to scold her, and said with a smile: "That's really great. But what should Fujii Mikako do? She's so angry!"

"Oh, about this, Professor Li Kubo of the Foreign Languages ​​Institute was on the scene. According to his testimony, it was just a normal academic dispute. Both parties were emotionally agitated, and it was Professor Qiane who scolded Fujii as a prostitute first.

"The professors at the meeting agreed that it is normal to speak unscrupulously when they are emotional. If necessary, we will hold a press conference to ask Fujii-san to apologize for his unresolved words.

The old lady Qianjiang didn't catch his breath again.

Her young son slapped her on the back desperately to give her comfort.

In Japan, "apologizing" is basically equivalent to not being held accountable for follow-up.

Sometimes an apology and resignation will come together, but that is a very serious fault, and the person who was withdrawn to apologize was originally chosen as a scapegoat.

Fujii Mikako has no position to resign, which basically means that the school's punishment for this matter ends here.

After finally catching her breath, the old lady Qianjiang asked, "That's it? Then the maid would die in vain?"

"How can you say that? Didn't he discover a talent like Fujii-san? The professors are all looking forward to what Fujii-san can achieve in the future. We all believe in Professor Qiane's vision."

The old lady Qiane almost didn't turn her mind. She finally figured out the logic of Professor Kokusai: Professor Qiane was the first international relations tutor of Mikako Fujii, so it is natural that Professor Qiane discovered that Mikako Fujii was in international relations. Aspect talent.

Although Professor Qianjiang made a wrong judgment on the international situation, the students he taught were right!

Although Professor Qiane taught Fujii Mikako for half a month.

Although Professor Qianjiang had banned Mei Jiazi from entering his classroom before his death.

But it is true that only Professor Chie has taught Mikako Fujii International Relations until now.

"You guys!" the old lady Qianjiang gritted her teeth, "you have decided to give up your son, right? It's true that people go to cold tea!"

"We didn't mean that, or else we wouldn't build a bronze statue for the professor." The professor at the national level was still amiable. "I understand your feelings and your wish to expel Fujii from the school, but it is impossible for the school to do it now. Make such a decision. If you still think that Fujii-san is inescapably responsible for Professor Qiane’s death, you can sue her."

The old lady Qiane couldn't fight because the Tokyo police had concluded that it was a cardiovascular disease that caused the death, and it had nothing to do with Mikako Fujii.

In this case, if you sued Fujii Mikako, unless the lawyer has the power to turn corruption into magic, it will be basically useless.

She calmed down and stabilized her emotions, and then said: "Professor National, my son has done his best for Sophia University, but now he has a bad reputation after death. Have you read the report of Fang Chunhe in the weekly magazine selling news? It's too deceiving! You just..."

"So we are going to build a bronze statue of him to show the school's attitude." This time it was the turn of the National Professor to interrupt the old lady Qianjiang with a smile.

The old lady Qianjiang was choked to speak.

The National Professor over there obviously does not intend to continue wasting time: "Then, I have other important matters, so let's hang up first. Please pay attention to your body and don't always be angry. Goodbye."

The old lady Qianjiang had no choice but to respond: "Goodbye."

As soon as she finished speaking, a beeping busy tone sounded over there, and I was afraid that she had already put down the receiver after hearing the first tone at the beginning of "Goodbye".

The old lady Qianjiang listened to the busy tone for a few seconds, and she stood there holding the extension phone as if she was down.

Suddenly she raised the extension telephone and was about to fall to the ground.

Her young son was shocked, and was about to stop, the old lady stopped by herself.

"My phone book! Get it! I want to call the Minister of Foreign Affairs!"

When I heard the words "Minister of Foreign Affairs", all the people in the room who were going to come up to appease the old lady stopped moving. The little daughter-in-law came over with the phone book violently and handed it to the old lady.

The old woman turned over and found the phone number of the Minister of Foreign Affairs.

The little daughter-in-law bit her ears with her younger son Qianjiangzhuo behind her: "Then how can you find someone on the phone book? There are no signs at all. I turned it over and I didn't know which number was for."

"I don't know, but my mother has used the phone book since I was a child. The numbers collected will be written on it. She can always find the number from it when she needs it. It's so amazing. "

"The old lady is dead, isn't this phone book useless?" The little daughter-in-law was shocked.

"Don't say a few words!"

While the young couple had a conversation, the old lady got through on the phone: "Hello, hello, is this Mr. Ze Ye?"

"I am, you... are you Mrs. Qiane?"

"Yes, yeah, during the New Year, when listening to the concert, my son and I are sitting in the box next to you. Have you forgotten?"

"I haven't forgotten. At that time, I had a chat with Teacher Qianjiang about the situation of the Iran-Iraq war. I am very sorry about the situation of Teacher Qianjiang. Please be happy and change.

"Oh, people are dead, what else can I do? What I do, my son can't come back. But today's selling news..."

"I watched today's selling news. Alas, it's a pity. If Teacher Qianjiang adopted this student's opinion, things wouldn't develop into this way."

"Huh? Uh, Mr. Sawaye, what do you mean..."

"On the day before the war between Britain and Argentina, the Prime Minister asked me what I thought of the situation, but I patted my chest according to the report of the staff, saying that it was impossible to start a war.

"The chief writer of that report is Mr. Qiane's disciple. If Mr. Qiane can accept the opinions of this student Fujii, don't treat her differently because she is a woman. I won't lose this face in front of the Prime Minister."

The old lady Qianjiang didn't know what to say at all.

I waited for a few seconds over there. Before Mrs. Qianjiang could reply, she said, "I have another meeting and I can’t continue talking. Please don’t make this call in the future. This call is often not answered. There is something to do. Please call my office. The secretary will answer the office phone 24 hours a day, so it will not be a mistake."

It is said that it will not be a mistake. In fact, what it really means is "You are no longer qualified to call me directly, honestly go to the secretary's side."

Many of these big men’s phones use the latest technology now, and they bring an electric display. When you see a phone you don’t want to connect, you can switch to a line that no one answers at the touch of a button, and it won’t prevent other people from making calls, but It will not let the caller find out that it has been rejected, because the caller can still hear the ringing tone, thinking it is ringing.

The old lady Qianjiang took the extension telephone and listened to the beeping busy tone in the microphone, she was completely dazed, standing there in a daze.

Then her hand suddenly released the extension phone, allowing "Big Brother" to fall naturally...

Qianjiang Zhuo caught the slid microphone and held it in his hand.

He dared not ask what the foreign minister said.

Suddenly, the old lady Qianjiang grabbed the chair next to her and threw it towards the window.

The movement was so fast that no one could stop it, the chair just smashed the windowpane and flew out of the big villa.

Immediately you could hear the exclamation of the reporters outside the yard, and then the flashing lights flashed one after another outside the house.

The old lady Qiane roared: "Call a lawyer! I want to sue Mikako Fujii!"

"Huh? But the police's conclusion..."

"You stupid, you can't sue her for murder, you can also sue her for defamation! The chocolate I raised your elder brother back then was not obtained by selling myself! I am the mistress of an American military officer! I am not a prostitute!"

The little daughter-in-law was stunned, she turned her head and pulled her husband's clothes corner and whispered: "No wonder I always think that my eldest brother is a bit of American descent..."

"You are stupid, the eldest brother was born at that time, if there is one, then the second brother has."

"Yes, no wonder your second brother is so dark..."

"Idiot, blacks weren't able to be officers in those days, blacks should just be natural mutations."

"So... wait a minute, shouldn't we stop the old lady, it will continue to lose face if this continues."

"Then I can only wait for the big brother to come back." Qianjiang Zhuo shook his head, "I don't have the ability to hold the current old lady."

The old lady Qianjiang is still yelling there: "I want to sue her! I want her to lose money, to lose money! Compensation for my mental losses! By the way, there is also the weekly Fang Chun, and selling news, it is all defamation! I want her to lose money. Sue them together! Ask the best lawyer to sue them!"

Qianjiang Zhuo and his wife looked at each other and confirmed the expressions of "This is bad" on each other's faces.

**

On the Kazuma side, Mei Jiazi has just finished an interview, and the reporter put a big font on the floor of the dojo as soon as he left: "This is more tiring than practicing swords!"

"I think I should call the reporters back and let them take a picture of you, who is now lying on the ground like a muddy monster."

Mei Jiazi waved his hand: "You scream. I don't care anyway. Now this thing is completely beyond my thoughts, and I won't be surprised no matter how strange it becomes... Uh, it seems that I said something wrong?"

"No, it's just a bit around." Kazuma glanced at Mikako who was lying on the ground, and decided to go to the living room to watch TV.

There should be the latest development of the incident on TV.

When Mikako watched Kazuma and left the dojo, she got up and followed out.

Kazuma is in the living room, turn on the TV, Kaka turns the **** to change channels.

Mei Jiazi pounced and laughed: "Kazuma You turn on the TV like this, it looks like my father came home from get off work. Ah, no, Kazuma you don’t have stinky socks, my father took off his shoes. , His sock will exert the power of a biological weapon.

"So every time Dad comes home, I stay away from the living room."

Kazuma shrugged: "I have been wondering whether the stinky feet is related to age."

"It's possible. So in Kazuma you will have stinky feet when you are old? Then shouldn't I cherish you who don't have stinky feet now?"

What the **** am I who cherish my feet?

Saying you cherish your cardamom years, this is a youth romance novel, and "cherish you who don’t smell like feet" this...

While joking, Kazuma was changed.

It happens to be broadcasting the afternoon news program, watching the subtitles and discussing the affairs of Meijiazi.

The host’s opening speech has finished, and we will introduce the guests: "For this incident, we invited Professor Mita, a sociology expert from the University of Tokyo, who specializes in female sex..."

When I heard Professor Sanda, the spirit of Kazuma came. Isn’t this one of the professors who celebrated "Qian Jiang said we are the left-wing lair" with a group of old leftists in the lounge on the first floor of Dongda that day?

Then the camera cut to Professor Sanda's side.

Kazuma, you know at a glance, Professor Mita is so happy.

But he has to be serious on TV, and he can't laugh, so he is obviously holding back his smile.

A professor of more than 50 years, just like a child, is trying to hold back his smile, trying hard to maintain the majesty of the professor...

Kazuma couldn't help but say: "Professor Mita, you should be more reserved!"

Mei Jiazi asked suspiciously: "Do you know this professor?"

"Yes, as soon as I arrived at school that morning, they pulled me over to ask about the specific circumstances of Professor Qianjiang when he died."

To be precise, this group of people hiccuped their heads and came over happily.

Mei Jiazi raised her eyebrows and suddenly asked, "Professor Qianjiang seems to say that Dongda University is a left-wing lair, is that true?"

"Um... According to my observation, it seems to be true." Kazuma recalled the scene when a bunch of professors happily told each other that "Qianjiang said we are left-wing lair" that morning.

Mikako: "Then Kazuma is not so good for you in Dongda?"

Kazuma: "It seems to be the case in theory, but the problem is..."

"The issue is?"

"Since the school started in April, I haven't had a good class yet. Less than a month after school started in April, I was cut into the hospital by Qingliu..."

"Yes, I just remembered. Qingliu is bad!"

"No, no, I cut her into the hospital too, we are even."

"Then Kazuma is bad for you, too." Mikako said.

Kazuma didn’t bother to complain about her style of speaking. At this time, the polite words on TV were over. The host asked Professor Sanda: “So, Professor Sanda, you are a sociology expert and an advocate of the women’s equal rights movement. How do you evaluate this incident?"

Professor Mita opened his mouth and Kazuma thought he wanted to laugh three times first. After all, grinning his mouth so big is either to laugh or to bite, but Professor Mita resisted and began to seriously comment: "Female Equal rights is actually the inevitable result of the development and progress of productivity. The development of productivity has greatly weakened the advantages of men in productivity.

"In the factory, there used to be hard work everywhere, no male workers could not do it, but now the production lines are highly automated, and women can also be industrial workers.

"There is also the agricultural field. In the past, ploughing was hard work. The number of males in each farmer directly determines the amount of farmland it can manage. But now, in the United States, in the large farms in the Soviet Union, agriculture has been mechanized.

"In China, female tractor drivers have even gotten the renminbi. Of course, men still have physical advantages in many industries, such as high-altitude glass cleaning. Even in the Soviet Union and China, there are basically no women in this industry...

"But we can foresee that with the advancement of technology and the continued development of productivity, the productivity that women and men can play will basically converge. This is the material basis for equal rights and an objective guarantee for the inevitable arrival of equal rights.

"I must point out that Japan is still very backward in this regard. Our women are still **** in the family by traditional concepts. After they are married, they concentrate on housework, and even think that married women will lose their husbands when they come out to work.

"Looking down on women and not recognizing that women can play the same value as men in social production is a deeply ingrained concept in Japan.

"Professor Qianjiang, as a right-wing scholar, refused to admit that women can get along with men on an equal footing, and refused to accept that a female student actually judged the facts of the international situation more accurately than him, and put himself to death. I think he is responsible for it. !"

Professor Mita grinned directly after speaking, and then remembered that he shouldn't be so explicit, he hurriedly jumped up and made a serious gesture.

While Professor Sanda was speaking, the hostess kept nodding her head.

As soon as the professor finished speaking, she immediately said, "As a woman, I have deep feelings about what Professor Sanda said. When I was fighting for the position of the host of this current review program, my colleagues didn't understand it~www.readwn.com ~ They all feel that it is okay for female anchors to read press releases on the news, or go to weather forecast programs to report the weather, but talk-based programs will definitely not be able to cope."

"Really? This is the general view in Japanese society. Be content. You didn't even get the chance to work in a TV station before."

The hostess nodded: "Yes. Now there is a voice in my home and on the TV station, asking me to get married and go home as soon as possible. It seems that I have to resign after getting married."

"This is the current situation in Japan. But don't worry," Professor Mita said, "The situation is improving. I believe that in ten or twenty years, girls will not only be female anchors, but also female producers. , Female congresswoman, female minister. I heard that this Miss Fujii Mikako's wish is to become the first female minister of foreign affairs in Japanese history!"

As soon as Professor Mita's voice fell, Mikako in front of the TV was dumbfounded: "Huh?"

Kazuma patted her on the shoulder: "Not bad, I have been promoted, congratulations."

Chiyoko just came in at this time, and clapped his hands together without knowing what the situation was: "Congratulations!"

Amo and Takamizawa-senpai who came in from behind were all inexplicable. Anyway, they clapped their hands first: "Congratulations!"

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