The old principal Wang Banli was not confused by Wang Ping'an's answer. He seemed to have expected the answer to this question.?Sui {Dream} Xiao◢.1a

At this time, Wang Wen washed the peaches. The unique fragrance of Shennong peaches was drifting in the air a few meters away, making people salivate.

"Actually, I've eaten it a few times in the city. It's really delicious. It's the best peach I've ever eaten in my life, but the price is too expensive. Haha, when I arrived in Taoyuan today, I'm not polite."

Wang Banli is an open-minded person who teaches and educates people all his life. He has seen all kinds of people. If he can let him come to chat, it means that he is optimistic about this person and is willing to contact him.

Some small villagers who are good at ease in camp are not happy to take care of others.

After all, his two sons were the leaders of the city and currying against him was actually currying against his son. It was because he saw this clearly that he deliberately acted inhumane.

After chatting about each other's daily life for a while, I heard that Wang Ping'an was studying himself recently, and the old principal went to the house to read his draft of calligraphy practice.

"How is it? Is there a level of graduating from elementary school?" Wang Ping'an asked nervously.

"Haha, in my opinion, at least I have the level of high school graduation. It's good, and the writing is really good." Wang Banli praised.

"I feel relieved after hearing what you said. When I have time, can I get a high school diploma?"

"Forget it, you're not old enough to sit in the classroom. If you want to learn, you can learn by yourself. Now you have all kinds of teaching videos online, and your mother is also a teacher, and at least you can guide you in Chinese and English.

When your level reaches a certain stage, you can directly apply for the adult exam, so you will have the opportunity to get a university diploma.”

"College graduation certificate? Haha... OK." Wang Ping'an fell into a beautiful fantasy. He never dared to think about this goal before.

As for people, if they don’t have dreams, what’s the difference between them and salted fish?

However... this dream seems to be the remnant thought before the soul has recovered? What's the use of being a reincarnated immortal who has obtained an adult bachelor's degree?

After thinking through the reason, Wang Ping'an returned to his peace. If you talk about this later, you can't be fooled by his own reluctance.

At this time, Wang Wencai was dissatisfied and picked up the pen and wrote a line of words.

He said confidently: "Old Principal, please give me some comments too? See what level is."

Wang Banli frowned and was entangled, so he comforted him earnestly: "Wencai, some people are born without a chance of calligraphy, so how well they write has little to do with their education."

"Huh? What does it mean?" Wang Wencai asked ignorantly.

Seeing that he was obsessed with the answer, the old principal told him truthfully: "I know you graduated from a junior college, but the pen writing you wrote is only at the fifth grade of elementary school."

"What? The level of fifth grade in elementary school...I...my composition seems to be also level of fifth grade..."

Wang Wencai was instantly injured by 10,000 tons. He suddenly covered his stomach and shouted that he wanted to let the toilet, and then disappeared from the house.

The shit escape skill may have reached its full level.

"..." Wang Ping'an was also helpless. It was this guy who came to him to give him comments, and he didn't deliberately slap him in the face.

His cell phone rings suddenly.

"I'm ugly, but I'm gentle..."

Hearing the ringtone, Wang Ping'an's only sympathy for Wang Wencai disappeared instantly.

No, when you have time, you must learn how to change the ringtone.

The phone number was called by a stranger. Wang Ping'an thought it was an advertisement and wanted to hang up, but looking at the four eights behind the number, it was a bit dazzling.

If the advertising phone is willing to use this top-quality number to bombard the advertising phone, Wang Ping'an feels that he will not suffer any loss when he answers it.

"Hey, who?" Wang Ping'an answered the phone.

"Brother, hello, I am Gu Dongli, just call me Xiao Gu..."

Wang Ping'an felt that this sales routine was not right and interrupted: "Oh, Xiao Gu, what product do you want to sell? House or insurance?"

"I want to promote my sister... Baba Baba Baba Baba, you took her into the ditch. My sister and I drove to your Taoyuan. We came here to thank you for your life-saving grace. There are so many gifts, come out and pick it up."

"Uh? Are you... who is here? I have a little impression of the tone, but I forgot the name."

"Brother, you won't really forget me, right? We just came out of the mountains yesterday... and were discussing asking you to be your personal bodyguard."

After saying this, Wang Ping'an was completely impressed. It was not that he deliberately punished Gu Dongli, but that the other party's voice was indeed quite changed.

After all, when he was in the mountains, Gu Dongli's throat was hoarse, and later he recovered a little and his speech was not clear.

It took only one night to return to the city, and I don’t know what method he used to treat it. His throat recovered and his spirit seemed to be good. He also seemed full of energy on the phone.

"You are so polite. I'll take the money to do things. I can't afford to thank you for your special trip...Okay, please wait a moment, I'll open the door."

Wang Ping'an said and hung up the phone.

"There are guests? It's time for me to go back." The old principal wanted to talk to Wang Ping'an about hard pen calligraphy for a while, and even wanted to teach him how to write calligraphy.

But since his family has come to visit, it is difficult to stay here.

"Old principal, I'm so embarrassed. By the way, I'll bring you a pot of good wine first. You can drink it first. When I have time, I'll send the rest."

"Haha, this one can be. Don't think I can't see it. You've cheated Xiaoqiang's sorghum wine. That kid has been locked in the yard by his father these days and is working as a coolie, but he has been scolded a lot."

"That's a deal that you love and do, how is it called a pit?" Wang Ping'an defended aggrievedly and took out a small jar of five kilograms. This was the old sorghum wine that had been packed a few days ago for easy carrying and drinking.

There are thick ropes on the jar of wine that can be easily carried.

He sent the old principal out of Taoyuan. On the side of the gate, he saw a brand new white Lincoln Navigator Off-road vehicle. The headlights flashed, and Gu Dongli's head poked out from the window.

"Hey, brother, you can forget me such a handsome and elegant noble man? Are there any of us rich people in your eyes? Who did you remember when you have been together for a few days?"

Gu Dongli was so resentful that he was really handsome after his face swelled down. However, when compared with Wang Ping'an, he always felt that he was a few levels worse.

"I remember your sister!" Wang Ping'an answered truthfully.

"Why are you cursing again? This habit is very bad. I'll be anxious when I scold you again!" Gu Dongli was angry.

"..." Wang Ping'an was too lazy to explain, and pointed to Gu Qingcheng who was getting off the car, and everything was silent.

"It's rare that you still remember me. I thought you would forget me like you had forgotten a cat or a dog." Gu Qingcheng looked extremely white and tender in a black dress.
Chapter completed!