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Chapter 37 Because I didn't die from the sun!

Principal Wang suddenly felt a little panicked.

He felt that he knew too much, well, people who knew too much usually couldn't live tonight.

Ah, bah, no, what the hell is the Tsinghua Mathematics Seminar? What the hell is solving math problems?

"Don't say I'm fooling you, the show has been broadcast on Beijing Satellite TV. There are videos online, I'll show you!"

After saying that, Don Puding took out his cell phone and skillfully opened the video.

Well, I have to say that Xu Xiaowen is quite beautiful in the video, especially her eyes, which look like she is drawn.

Of course, Qin Yao is not bad either. She is still a little bit a little bit younger than her mature journalist sister...

It seems that something is wrong with his concern...

But it doesn't matter. It doesn't matter if his focus is a little bit too much. As long as the focus of the three school teachers is normal.

"Poincaré's conjecture?"

Principal Wang suddenly felt relieved. He didn't know much. For a liberal arts student, he was confused about what Poincaré guess is.

"What? Have you proved the Poincaré conjecture? Pure topological methods? My students proved the Poincaré conjecture?!" Old Deng was stunned, looking disbelief.

There is also a hint of joy!

And a little bit floating!

Even the broken arm floated unstoppable!

As a math teacher, his students proved the problem recognized in the mathematics community and the problem that was rewarded by a mathematical research institution for one million dollars. Even if his limbs were broken, it would be fine!

This is simply awesome thing to brag about for the rest of your life! It has improved his character as a math teacher!

At this moment, Don Pudding was even cuter than an angel in his eyes.

Just strive for this achievement, let alone reward one Mercedes-Benz! It is not an exaggeration to reward ten Mercedes-Benz!

OK, fortunately, Lao Deng is not the principal of No. 8 Middle School.

Otherwise, No. 8 Middle School might go bankrupt today...

"Awards, awards, indeed, should be awarded! This is Poincaré's guess! Isn't it just a Mercedes-Benz..." Old Deng was so excited that he was incoherent.

"Cough cough..." Principal Wang coughed twice.

What should Deng Chao say?

Do you really think that teaching mathematics and your students solve math problems is your honor?

Well, even if it is your glory, you can't make promises with the money from the school...

How much bonus does the Education Bureau give?

If you buy Mercedes-Benz, you must be the second-tier Audi? Is there a Tanhua?

Alas, there are so many good students, and they also have troubles!

"Pudding, after careful consideration and research by the school, I decided to give you a reward of 100,000 yuan, and I will send it when filling out the application form! In this way, we will not disturb your family's reunion, and we will also go to Qin Yao and Qi Chen's house to report the good news. Congratulations!"

Leaving this sentence, Principal Wang firmly rejected Yan Meiru's invitation to have dinner together and fled in a hurry.

What a joke?

Before I could eat, I was about to fly Mercedes-Benz. Isn’t Don Puding dare to ask for a Rolls-Royce?

...

"Oh..." Don Puding sighed deeply.

People in this era... are so realistic.

Didn’t he just want to get a Mercedes-Benz for his father? What a big deal!

"Why did the principal and the others leave?"

"Well, it may be that the crushing of our IQs puts them under a lot of pressure. After all, compared to our family, their IQs are too simple!" Tang Puding pondered.

"How do you call the principal? After all, he is the principal!"

"There are also things that Mercedes-Benz can't get a BMW, but it's really not good enough. Why do you keep Mercedes-Benz from letting go? I think you are too careless!"

"Oh!" Tang Puding rolled his eyes. It was like this. He could always easily pull his IQ to the same level as this woman, and then easily defeat him with his years of experience in low IQ.

"Actually, the bonus of 100,000 yuan is already good. Isn't there still more than 200,000 yuan in my family? We can also buy a BYD. I have been watching BYD Song for a long time!" Tang Dazhuang rubbed his hands on the side and said happily.

"Ha... Is it not worth buying a car? Is it not worth studying? Is it not worth marrying a wife in the future?" Yan Meiru sneered.

"Buy! You have to buy a car!"

Looking at Tang Dazhuang's embarrassing appearance, Tang Puding put his left hand on his hips and waved his right hand hard!

"How can a top student in the college entrance examination not have a car? Money is not a problem! Tsinghua University's tuition and miscellaneous fees are exempt!" Tang Puding once again reported good news.

"Where is living expenses?"

“There is a scholarship!”

"So you go to Tsinghua University to study, you don't have to give you a penny?" Yan Meiru's eyes suddenly burst into a strange look.

Don Pudding finally felt something was wrong.

"Honey, I have a crush on the new summer suit from Chanel this year. Anyway, our son is promising, so I don't have to worry about it. Why don't you buy a car for you? Buy me that suit?"

"Buy! Go and buy together tomorrow!" This time it was Tang Dazhuang's turn to wave his hand at a grand manner...

Don Puding didn't say anything anymore...whether his IQ?

...

The next day, Star City Motor City.

Don Pudding was not very interested.

After all, it doesn’t feel so good that IQ is crushed, even the closest people.

Most people cannot understand the feeling of loss that the superiority in IQ is crushed.

But he Don Pudding can.

Thinking about this, Don Puding suddenly felt that hormones were finally secreted again.

The natural level suppression made him unable to take the old man and the old lady in front of him, but he could suppress others. Thinking about it this way, he was still a little excited.

"Wow, I didn't die of sunshine-Menz, go in and take a look."

When passing by the Star City Longxingxing Mercedes-Benz 4S store, Tang Puding, who was resurrected in full blood, suggested enthusiastically.

"Why do you kid like Mercedes-Benz?" Yan Meiru said dissatisfied.

After all the money has been bought, what should I do with her Chanel God of War suit?

"Because the Mercedes-Benz family is not too sunny, we don't have a garage, so we can just let it dry outside and not die!" Tang Puding said with confidence.

"So I think you'd better stop watching Mercedes-Benz. You can't even see Maybach to death if you go to see it. You won't even be sunbach outside."

Suddenly someone interrupted.

When Tang Puding turned around, hey? When did there be a middle-aged greasy and vulgar man who looks pretty and looks meticulous and combed his hair meticulously, and flies will slip when they stand on it?

Well, this evaluation has too much subjective awareness and is also unsatisfactory.

First of all, Chen Shihua feels that he is not middle-aged. According to the latest standards set by the WHO, he is young from 18 to 65 years old. In other words, Comrade Chen, 32, is just a child among young people.

Secondly, Chen Shihua will never admit that he is greasy!

As a child who is still in adolescence, can't it be nice to use some hair spray on his hair?

As for the vulgarity?!

At the age of 32, he has become the general manager of the largest Mercedes-Benz 4S store in Xingcheng. He is definitely a successful career and a winner in life!

Is this a height that a despicable person can reach?
Chapter completed!
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