Rebirth: Starting From the Confession

Chapter 126

Four years of university, two years of postgraduate, three years of Ph.D., exactly 9 years.

When the school drafts the contract, shouldn’t it make this idea?

Thinking of this, Fang Yi was a little bit dumbfounded.

Seeing him stunned in place, Jiang Xingxue asked, “Student Xiaofang, is there something you are not satisfied with?”

“No no, I’m very satisfied.”

After recovering, Fang Yi picked up the pen and quickly signed his name at the end of the document.

Old scholars like Jiang Xingxue who have been in the education industry for decades have the habit of observing and acquainting people.

When he saw Fang Yi’s elegant and easy autograph, his heart for him immediately multiplied.

In his opinion, to write such a good handwriting, he must be a person with both spirituality and temperament.

And such young people-now there are fewer and fewer.

Times are changing, and people’s hearts are also changing.

In the past few years, Jiang Xingxue has clearly felt that students’ hearts have become more and more impetuous.

Originally being polite to Fang Yi, it was only because of work needs, both to start a business, and to solve the problem of poor students. The two belonged to mutual benefit.

But now, with this good handwriting, Jiang Xingxue really began to appreciate him in his heart.

“The word is good.”

Although he admired it in his heart, Jiang Xing didn’t show it in school, just a faint boast.

Fang Yi said modestly: “Dean Jiang has overwhelmed the award, it’s okay to practice.”

“Ha ha!”

Jiang Xingxue smiled slightly and turned to Meng Hong on the sofa and said, “Mr. Meng, please take Xiaofang classmate to visit Xiaoyang Mansion.”

“Okay, Dean Jiang!”

Meng Hong hurriedly said.

In fact, he had been waiting in the dean’s office a long time ago, but he couldn’t intervene, so his presence was almost zero.

After bidding farewell to Jiang Xingxue, the two left the office together.

“Hey!”

Leaving the office building, Meng Hong suddenly sighed.

“What’s wrong with Teacher Meng?” Fang Yi asked curiously.

“Counting your class, I have been a counselor in the calendar for four years, and the number of times I entered the Dean Jiang’s office can be counted with my fingers.”

Meng Hong paused, and then said quietly: “Most of them are still in your light.”

Fang Yi immediately became happy, and smiled and joked: “Don’t tell me! Teacher Meng, you have to think from a different perspective. Others have no chance to touch my light yet!”

Meng Hong:? ? ?

Listen, this TM speaks human words?

Unable to curl his lips, Meng Hong said, “I want to tell you something. After the military training is over, I am going to appoint you as the monitor.”

Um?

Monitor?

Fang Yi quit now, raising his eyebrows and said, “Mr. Meng, it’s just a joke. There is no need to retaliate, right?”

“What’s the mess, who retaliated against you?” Meng Hong looked confused.

To be honest, university counselors are very tiring, especially for universities like Jinda.

A person of hundreds of grades, eating, drinking, sleeping, studying, living, and looking for an instructor for anything messy.

As for why you don’t find the class teacher if you have something…

Just kidding, in addition to the class meeting on the first day of school, who can see the second class teacher in the four years of university, then he can buy scratching music.

In addition to solving the various problems of the students, there are also tasks and tasks arranged by the school.

Therefore, many counselors will choose to delegate power to the monitor, who will help them manage the students and handle daily chores.

Why do you always say that the position of squad leader in the university is very training?

This is the reason.

It is no exaggeration to say that an excellent monitor can share 80% of the work of a counselor.

Although he and Fang Yi have only known each other for just two days, he has already seen Fang Yi’s abilities through several contacts.

Choosing him as the monitor, he doesn’t have to worry about anything in the class.

“Don’t!”

Fang Yi hurriedly waved his hand and said, “Mr. Meng, how can I be the monitor of the class!”

He really has no time and wants to start a business again…

Well, it doesn’t take him much time and thoughts to start a business, mainly to accompany Zhao Wanqiu and Han Ning.

Really think that scumbag is so good?

Besides, to live a lifetime again, he just wants to go through this life freely in a comfortable and leisurely posture.

As for the monitor, whoever loves to be.

Seeing his resolute expression, Meng Hong could only helplessly say: “Well, let me find another one.”

While they were talking, the two had already arrived at the library.

The location of the library in the courtyard is already very biased, and the location of the small western-style building is even more biased, which is a small corner in the school that no one cares about.

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But there is one thing to say, the scenery here is indeed very good.

The trees are shaded, and there is an artificial lake not far away. There are scattered and orderly water willows planted around the lake. The evening breeze blows, and the long willow leaves are like beautiful hair, gently swaying with the wind.

“Here, this is the building!”

After bypassing the courtyard library, Meng Hong pointed to a short distance and said.

Looking in the direction of his fingers, I saw a small three-story western-style building standing there quietly.

The shape of the small building obviously carries the style of the Republic of China. It should have been a young man, and you can feel a heavy historical atmosphere from a distance.

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The entire wall leaning to the north is covered with plants.

There are creepers, wisteria, bougainvillea, and even honeysuckle.

Green, purple, red, white, yellow…The flowers of various colors are arranged in disorder, but they have an inexplicable sense of art.

hiss!

Fang Yi took a breath and was amazed by this natural oil painting.

The scene in front of him was completely different from the run-down and desolate he had expected, but was full of vigorous vitality.

With the heavy sense of history, it is absolutely incredible.

At this moment, Fang Yi has already thought of the picture after the decoration in his mind.

In front of the small building, I built a few old-fashioned pergola. I was tired from work. I sat on a flexible wicker chair and enjoyed the lazy summer afternoon while tasting coffee and black tea.

Gee!

Just thinking about it makes people yearn for.

What kind of abandoned small foreign mansion is this? This is simply a treasure.

Thinking of this, Fang Yi pointed to the wall covered with plants and said: “Mr. Meng, my first requirement for decoration is that the appearance of this small building cannot be changed in any way, especially the wall, it’s best. Don’t miss a single flower!”

“OK, no problem!”

Meng Hong nodded, took out the small book he had prepared from his pocket, and wrote down Fang Yi’s request.

“Then build two pergola in front of the door, one on the left and the other on the right. The style should be close to that of a small western-style building, so that it doesn’t look contradictory.”

After making a quick note, Meng Hong asked, “Anything else?” Gong.