It is conceivable that the system upgraded by the shark himself has almost reached an invincible level of protection.
But! Why?
They don't even know super bosses like sharks, do they? !
Of course Ye Hannian also saw it, his jaw tightened, and a dark light glides across his eyes.
***
In the afternoon, Qin Mian's class ended.
The door of the office was knocked open by Li Mingzhe.
Qin Mian is sorting out Li Mingzhe's mathematics grades at the end of each semester, as well as the results of the large-scale mathematics competitions he participated in, and plans to send him to Yin Bin in a package.
He will transfer it to the Academy of Mathematics for review to see if he can become Yin Bin's registered disciple.
When Qin Mian saw Li Mingzhe, the computer was still closed, and he waved to him with a smile, "Come and sit, why are you here at this time?"
Li Mingzhe opened his eyes and glanced at Qin Mian.
I was grateful for his support and support before, and every time I see Qin Mian, I am willing to listen to him.
But now, seeing Qin Mian's warm and smiling face, I feel extremely hypocritical.
In the eyes of this high-ranking director Qin, there should be only interests, but no so-called conscience.
This time he can cover up the truth for Li Yun, and the next time he can tamper with his grades for Li Yun.
In this case, it is impossible for him to join the Institute of Mathematics.
Thinking of this, Li Mingzhe's face condensed a bit, he stood without sitting down, and his face was expressionless, "You don't need to sit down, Director Qin, I have something to tell you."
Qin Mian was taken aback for a moment, and the smile on his face narrowed slightly.
Almost all the children in Class 1, Grade 3 have followed him for more than two years.
Rarely are experimental classes admitted from ordinary classes.
Every time he said "Old Qin" one sentence after another, he laughed and scolded the students whether they were big or small, but there was a warm current flowing quietly in his heart.
Li Mingzhe has always been one of the students he focuses on training. This is the first time that this kid has called him "Director Qin" in such a cold tone.
"What's the matter? Tell me." Qin Mian closed the computer calmly.
The files on the computer have been packaged. It was just one step away from sending it to Yin Bin.
"Director Qin, I want to transfer classes." Li Mingzhe looked dull, with a slight seriousness in his eyes.
Qin Mian suspected that he had heard it wrong, moved his hand holding the mouse away from it, stared at him, spoke very slowly, one word at a time, "What did you say?"
Li Mingzhe: "I want to transfer, I want to go to the second class."
"Why?" Qin Mian patted the table, his brows furrowed, and the chill in his eyes was obvious.
Li Mingzhe lowered his eyes and did not speak.
Qin Mian thought for a moment.
In recent days, nothing major has happened. The only thing that counts is someone spreading rumors about Liyun on the Internet.
Is it because of this matter?
Qin Mian restrained his emotions slightly, and said, "Is it because of Li Yun?"
Li Mingzhe glanced at Qin Mian. Although he didn't speak, it was an obvious tacit attitude.
Qin Mian almost laughed angrily at Li Mingzhe's attitude.
It's not that Qin Mian didn't see what people on the Internet said about him.
But what he really didn't expect was that his most proud student, who had been with him for more than two years, had the same idea as the group of people on the Internet.
How ironic.
Qin Mian chuckled, glanced at Li Mingzhe coldly, and said in a dull tone, "Okay, I don't want to go to the second class, that's fine. I agree." (Remember this website: www.hlnovel.com