The No. 1 college in the world starts by cultivating top scorers in the college entrance examination

After Zhang Yi won the medal, he immediately sent photos to his parents and Qin Cheng.

"Teacher Qin, I didn't disgrace you, did I? More than 200 people, and in the end, I was the only one who got a perfect score.

In the message, Zhang Yi seemed very happy.

Qin Cheng was also very happy.

Qin Cheng also participated in the Olympiad, but he won the second prize of the province.

So now that Zhang Yi has won the first prize of the national competition, he also makes himself feel a little dream-fulfilling.

When the disciple gets good grades, every teacher will be extremely happy.

Then, Qin Cheng received news from Zhang Yi's parents.

Plus a transfer red envelope of 50,000.

"Teacher Qin, we know that you don't accept money, but we don't know what to send you now."

"Xiao Yi just told me that he won the first prize of the National Olympiad, and it was the only perfect score."

"So we really thank you."

After sending the news, Liu Xiaoyan was still thinking about whether to send Qin Cheng a car or something.

For them, a car is just drizzle.

If she had known that Qin Cheng could bring such a big change to her son, she would have sent it long ago.

She is now extremely glad that she hired Qin Cheng as a tutor outside Junya Middle School.

Now his son has today's achievements, all of which are the credit of Qin Cheng.

She remembers all of this clearly.

On the other side, Qin Cheng, who was watching the news, was humble again.

"Auntie, you are too polite, and Xiaoyi's own efforts are also the focus here."

"I can't collect this money."

Or prevarication.

Qin Cheng tutoring helped Zhang Yi to collect the tutoring fee, and now the 50,000 yuan, although the parents are grateful.

But Qin Cheng has always believed that as a teacher, you should have the principles of a teacher's ethics.

The money that should be collected, to be collected.

Resolutely do not collect money that should not be collected.

"Since you don't collect money, then what car do you like Teacher Qin? How about I ask your uncle to order you a car?

"I know you young people like sports cars, Ferrari or Porsche sports cars are good."

Hearing this, Qin Cheng's heart beat faster.

Which boy doesn't like sports cars, and which boy can withstand such temptation?

But Qin Cheng still refused ruthlessly.

"Auntie, I really don't need to, I don't even have a driver's license yet."

After a few more pushes, the aunt was finally helpless.

In the end, I could only wait for Zhang Yi to come back and then invite Qin Cheng to a meal.

But in the end, the aunt sent a message coldly, which made Qin Cheng's heartbeat instantly roar.

"Teacher Qin, what do you think of Yin Yao?"

Forehead.

Auntie, you can't send money and cars out, so you plan to send your daughter?

But.

I can.

"Yin Yao is good, perfect, and a big star."

Qin Cheng replied, and then ended the chat.

The picture turned, and came to No. 1 Middle School.

In this national Olympiad, in addition to Zhang Yi representing No. 1 Middle School, he went to participate in the competition of the mathematics group.

There are also six others, who compete in other subjects.

The final prize was one gold, four silver and one bronze.

Zhang Yi won the only gold medal, which is not bad.

Junya Middle School, which is worse than No. 1 Middle School, does not have a single gold medal.

And what made Teacher Junya feel bitter was that the gold medal in the original No. 1 Middle School belonged to them.

It is because their misunderstanding has been wronged.

As a result, Zhang Yi, who was originally studying in Junya, was transferred to No. 1 Middle School.

Seeing the results, Director Qian of No. 1 Middle School was very happy.

Immediately waved a large pen, first pulled a banner to congratulate Zhang Yi and the other six students.

Then a wave of scholarship applications called Zhang Yi.

Although I know that Zhang Yijia is not short of money, it doesn't matter.

Send it as it is.

Scholarships reward good grades and have nothing to do with whether the family lacks money or not.

Some rejoice, others worry.

Gunya Middle School and No. 1 Middle School knew the news at the same time, but they were not happy at all.

Especially Meng Juan was even more constipated, almost depressed.

"At this meeting, I don't want to say anything more, just emphasize two points."

"First, there is no evidence that students are cheating at will!"

"Second, educate people with morality, focus on education in everything, supplemented by criticism, and do not insult students in front of them!"

After that, the teaching director dismissed the meeting and left Meng Juan.

"Because of Zhang Yi's affairs, now the students have a great opinion of you, you first rest for a few days."

When Meng Juan heard this, she nodded numbly.

Then out of the conference room.

Wronging Zhang Yi may be the thing she regrets the most in her life.

Zhang Yi went from an reciprocal difference to a top student who won the first prize of the National Olympiad in about two months, and it spread throughout Changsha City Middle School in an instant.

Even Qin Cheng was on fire.

Zhang Yi's classmate group and Zhang Yi's parents' parent group are all asking Qin Cheng's contact information.

Trying to get his own children also reported under the gate of Qin City.

"Brother Yi, have you returned from the magic capital? Can you tell me the contact details of your tutor? I invite you to eat KFC.

"I also want to make up the class, Brother Yi, tell me the contact information of the tutor."

"Brother Yi, how did you learn?"

......

For the news of these inquiries, Zhang Yi did not answer.

He needed to ask Qin Cheng before he could decide whether to tell them or not.

As for Zhang Yi's parents, they also handled it this way.

Without Qin Cheng's consent, they would not divulge Qin Cheng's contact information.

"Lao Zhang, why did you suddenly become so powerful? Even if you won the first prize of the Provincial Olympic Games, you even won the first prize of the National Olympic Games.

"Can you tell me the contact information of your tutor?" My mother forced me to ask you. These

two messages were sent to him by Zhang Yi's fellow table and diehard.

When he was wronged at the beginning, only the dead party stood with him, and although he later transferred schools, the relationship between the two was still there.

So he didn't ignore it like he did with other news.

"It's not good for me to tell you casually, wait for me to ask Teacher Qin if he agrees or not, as long as he agrees, I will bring you to him immediately."

"Okay, when are you coming back? When the time comes, I will invite you to milk tea. The

two made small talk.

After Zhang Yi returned, Qin Cheng went to pick him up with Zhang Yinyao.

In the car, Zhang Yi specially said about his friend.

"Teacher Qin, many students asked me your contact information, I didn't say anything, for fear of disturbing you, but I have a good friend who is also asking me."

"So I want to help him ask you, can you give him counseling as well?"

When the words landed, Qin Cheng thought about it and did not answer immediately.

This made Zhang Yinyao, who was driving, find out.

He also thought that Qin Cheng didn't like others to disturb him, and he didn't like others to reveal his contact information.

So Zhang Yi said with a meal.

"What's wrong with your good friend? Qin Cheng is tired enough to tutor you, and you also increase the burden on him.

"How can I have such a conscientious brother as you."

This made Zhang Yi very embarrassed.

But when I saw that my sister said it, I immediately went back.

"You are not Mr. Qin's wife, you manage it too deeply."

When the words landed, Zhang Yinyao's face turned red.

He glanced at Qin Cheng with Yu Guang.

Then drive hard.

Hmph, not now, won't it be later?

In the future, I will call you brother, and you will call me Shiniang!"

Let's talk about each other.

Hearing the quarrel between the two, Qin Cheng didn't think about it for long.

Then he spoke.

"You can let him come."

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