Rebirth of Chu Wan

Wan Chuer sneered, "Uncle Jiang, you are so old and disrespectful, does your leader know?"

Jiang Kechu on the other side of the phone burst into laughter. He was about to say something more when Chen Ke, who was on alert, suddenly gestured to him.

Jiang Kechu sank his face, his tone of voice remained unchanged, and said in a low voice: "Wait for me to come back, look for Xiaoxiao and Xiaoxiao if you have something to do.

Wan Chu'er's heart beat, and she blurted out: "I'm waiting for you to come back..." But the phone hung up.

The "beat you" behind her didn't say any more.

Wan Chuer was stunned with the phone. She wanted to call her back. She sensibly told her that she couldn't do this. Jiang Kechu was performing a task, and she might not be able to make the call.

After a while, she murmured: "Jiang Kechu, you must come back to me well!"

Something must have happened to him, or some dangerous task to perform, Wan Chuer guessed in his heart.

In her last life, she remembered one time when Jiang Kechu called her back suddenly, but she had a fight with Jiang Kechu on the phone.

Later, Jiang Xiaoxiao accidentally said that she had missed her mouth, and she learned that Jiang Kechu called her that time and insisted on hitting her before going to the operating table. He had a bullet in the chest.

Why this time?

Jiang Kechu is not such a disproportionate person, he must be in danger, so he called her.

Wan Chuer thought about it for a long time, and finally dialed Jiang Xiaoxiao's phone. Maybe the Jiang family knew a little bit.

After asking a few questions, Jiang Xiaoxiao didn't ask anything, but Jiang Xiaoxiao noticed it.

Jiang Xiaoxiao teased her: "When did you and my brother look at each other?"

Wan Chuer: "...We didn't look right."

"Don't pretend to be with me, dare you say that this call is not because of my brother? Hey hey, don't worry, I will keep it secret for you." Jiang Xiaoxiao said mischievously.

Wan Chu'er helped the forehead. Jiang Kechu must have said something to Jiang Xiaoxiao, and said that she would give her time to figure it out, face to face and behind the set!

"I made this call because of your brother," Wan Chuer rolled his eyes, and said stiffly: "It's just because he owes me a sum of money. I haven't heard from him for so long. I'm afraid he will donate money and run away."

"Hahaha..." Jiang Xiaoxiao laughed loudly from the other end of the phone, "Chu'er...you are so cute."

Wan Chuer: "..."

The words couldn't be answered, and she hung up the phone without hesitation.

It seems that Jiang Xiaoxiao didn't know about Jiang Kechu's mission. Wan Chu'er gritted his teeth for the last time. Jiang Kechu, you must be Dafuda. Nothing happened in the previous life, and nothing will happen in this life!

She continued to pick up what she had just written, but she couldn't concentrate anymore. She simply threw something, and she put her fist on the sandbag and made a violent boom.

When she was sweating and panting, the phone rang again.

Wan Chuer hurriedly rushed over and picked it up without seeing it.

"Hey, Jiang..." Jiang said, and she bit her tongue dangerously.

A confused voice came from the phone: "Wan Chuer, is that you?"

Hey, why is the voice of the counselor?

Wan Chuer took a look at her mobile phone. It was another unfamiliar number. How did the counselor know her phone number?

"Hello counselor, this is Wan Chuer."

Listening to the panting and forceless voice on the phone, the counselor asked in surprise, "Wan Chu'er, are you okay?"

Wan Chuer: "...Teacher, I'm fine, what can I do with you?"

The counselor let out a sigh: "Don't act impulsively, think twice before fighting."

Wan Chuer: "...Teacher, I didn't fight."

When did she leave the counselor with the impression that she loves to fight, which is not very good.

The instructor was a little bit confused and said: "It’s fine if there is no fight, and it’s fine if there is no fight. I will let you know if there is an event. The summer vacation is coming soon. Our school organizes students to participate in summer teaching in mountainous areas every summer. You signed up, and you find time to come to the school to find me these two days and fill out a form."

Summer teaching support in mountainous areas?

Is there such a thing?

Wan Chuer was a little dazed for a while, why did she choose her? She had already planned her summer vacation. She would go back to Wutong County to pay homage to the cemetery of Baizhixi and Wanshiguo, and then she would work hard to write programs in the capital for the rest of the time.

If this is to support education in the mountains, wouldn't it disrupt her plan?

How long does it take?

No, why did the teacher think of her, there are so many students in the class, and a counselor manages the two hundred students, how could she single out her out of two hundred people?

Wan Chuer quickly gathered her thoughts, and before the counselor was about to hang up, she quickly called her.

"Teacher, I want to ask, can I not participate in this summer teaching support?"

The counselor paused, and said earnestly: "Wan Chu'er, as a college student in the new era, not only must he do well in his studies, but he must also be responsible for the society and the country. You know how much the children in the mountainous areas desire us. ?."

Wan Chuer sweated and said, "Teacher, I know that the education in the mountainous area is backward and needs our support, but can I have a discussion, or should I go next time?"

The counselor firmly rejected her, "Wan Chu'er, your freshman year grades are very good. The department is going to select you as an outstanding college student in Beijing, but your social practice is still lacking. But after this time, There should be no problem with summer teaching support.

So this summer practice is not only for yourself, but also very important for the department. If you don't go, then we will give up our places to other departments. This will make department leaders very sad. "

Wan Chuer: "..."

Such a high height? When did she become so important?

The counselor saw that Wan Chuer did not respond, and added another sentence: "If you select outstanding college students in Beijing, the national scholarship will be no problem. Do you know how much the national scholarship is? Five thousand yuan! The top of your tuition for a year .

The teacher knows that you are an orphan, and sees you study hard and work hard, so that you can think about you in advance. "

Now that's the point, what else can Wan Chuer say?

She had no choice but to make her voice sound a little excited, "Thank you teacher for your care to me, thank the department leaders, and thank the school for training me. I will certainly not let down the expectations of the country and the people."

The counselor hung up the phone with satisfaction and asked her to come to the school to fill out the form as soon as possible.

Putting down the phone, Wan Chuer didn't recover for a long time. She was confused by the counselor's advice and forgot to ask where to go, when to leave, and how long it would take.