Zhou Yi stood honestly in the office of the director Wang Shunquan, who sat behind his desk and looked at the student who had given him a headache many times.

"Are you finished shooting?" he asked, his tone of no kindness.

"I've finished filming, and the last episode was played on TV." Zhou Yi replied. "Teacher Wang, haven't you watched it?"

"I don't watch football!" Wang Shunquan waved his hand angrily.

"Oh..." Zhou Yi nodded, continued to stand with his hands behind his back, and stopped talking.

"So much trouble happened when I just returned to school... What did you ask me to say, Zhou Yi?"

Zhou Yi smiled but didn't say anything.

"You are seriously disrupting the teaching order, do you know?" Wang Shunquan looked at Zhou Yi's appearance as if he was not afraid of boiling water, so he got angry. He slapped the table hard.

Zhou Yi still had a smile on his face, because at this time, he didn't know what else he could do except laugh.

Just as the famous line in eva says: At this time, just smile.

"What are you laughing at? Is it funny? You have affected the teaching activities in the whole school! Is this worth pride?"

Zhou Yi finally put away his smile, and he spread his hands and retorted: "But Teacher Wang, I just came to school for something. As for the students' reactions, I can't control it. Can't blame me, right?"

"You..." Wang Shunquan really didn't expect that the students would dare to talk back.

He had dealt with countless naughty students, and the worst one was at most he dared to turn his eyes out the window when he was scolding and pretended not to listen. But he talked back... none of them!

Just when Wang Shunquan didn't know what to say, the door was pushed open. Zhou Yi's father Zhou Jianliang finally took a leave and rushed to the school.

When Wang Shunquan saw Zhou Yi's father, he hurriedly said, "Good come, look at your son! He will cause trouble as soon as he comes back!"

Zhou Jianliang quickly turned his head and asked his son: "What's wrong?"

In fact, it doesn’t take Wang Shunquan to say that Zhou Jianliang knew that Zhou Yi must have done something bad. In the past two years, he has been called to the school many times. He has been deducted a lot of bonuses just because he took leave to go to his son’s school.

"I don't know, didn't I come to the school. As a result, when I walked in, someone called my name in the teaching building, and everyone rushed out and called my name... I raised my hand and said hello to them. People called me so enthusiastically, can I pretend I didn't hear it? At that time, wouldn't they say that I was pretending to be on the airs last time on TV? This damages my reputation, Dad. But the classmates are so enthusiastic, I really didn't expect this... Hey, Dad. Do you think the signature of the schoolbag I signed overnight last night is enough?"

Zhou Yi asked this question very seriously. He must have forgotten that he had to explain to his father why he was called to the office of the director of the discipline, and his brain was turned too fast again...

Zhou Jianliang was stunned for a moment, and then said, "You can't meet everyone's requirements. First come and serve. You must give priority to the students in your class, right?"

Seeing that the father and son discussed how to sign the signatures, Wang Shun was so angry that he was so angry that he didn't take me, the director of the discipline, seriously!!

Just as Wang Shunquan was about to erupt, the door was pushed open again.

Lin Xianrong stood at the door.

"Is Zhou Yi back?"

He asked.

Wang Shun's mouth was open. The sound was stuck in his throat and it didn't make any sound. He stared blankly at the old principal who appeared in front of him like a divine weapon descending from the sky.

After Lin Xianrong asked, he saw Zhou Yi and his father, and laughed: "Oh, they are all here."

Zhou Yi also saw the principal and quickly turned around to greet the principal: "Hello, principal."

Lin Xianrong nodded and said to both of them: "Go to my office."

But Zhou Yi looked at Wang Shunquan with some embarrassment: "Principal, Teacher Wang is educating me..."

Wang Shun's hair is on its back, and you will still sue for the wrongdoing!

Even fools can see that Lin Xianrong attaches great importance to Zhou Yi, and may still appreciate Zhou Yi very much. If Zhou Yi gives Lin Xianrong his eye drops, then should he still be able to do it? Although he will retire in one year, he can completely prescribe himself before retirement!

So Wang Shunquan waved his hand quickly: "No, no. I also know that Zhou Yi is back, so I asked him to come and talk. It is my responsibility to care about the students' situation, ha!"

After laughing dryly, he smiled at Zhou Yi and said, "Mr. Lin has something to ask you for trouble, I won't delay you. You guys go quickly! Don't let Mr. Lin wait!"

This smile is so kind.

So Zhou Yi happily bid farewell to Wang Shunquan and followed Lin Xianrong with his father in addition to the office of the director of the discipline.

As soon as they left, Wang Shunquan cursed in the office: "Silent! It's so sinister at such a young age! Who the hell learned this from!"

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In Lin Xianrong's office, although Zhou Yi was sitting on the sofa, he still couldn't help but look around and looked at him as a student from Qingyang No. 1 High School for two years. This was the first time he had come to the principal's office. Not to mention him, there may not be many students in the school who have the honor to enter this office at the end of the teaching building.

The office is much more spacious than Wang Shunquan's office, but the furnishings are very simple and there is nothing too luxurious.

As Zhou Yi looked at him, his father Zhou Jianliang was explaining the reason for their arrival this time with Lin Xianrong.

"...Zhou Yi has been attracted by foreign clubs. We discussed it and decided to let him drop out of school and play football in Europe. So..."

Zhou Jianliang said it carefully. He thought that as the principal, Lin Xianrong would be dissatisfied with his decision and would criticize him a few more words.

But it didn't. After he finished speaking, Lin Xianrong nodded: "If the child is talented in this area, he should really try it."

He agreed so happily!

This surprised Zhou Jianliang, and Zhou Yi was still wandering around and did not react.

"But..." Lin Xianrong changed the subject, which made Zhou Jianliang nervous again.

"I don't think it's necessary to drop out of school. Qingyang Yi High School is willing to keep Zhou Yi's academic qualification for one year. If anything happens, you can go back to school to study again. I think this is also a good way. At least you can leave a way out. What do you think?"

Lin Xianrong's proposal surprised Zhou Jianliang. He didn't expect that the school would still be willing to make such arrangements.

In this case, my wife will be able to explain. What his wife is most worried about is what if her son goes to Dortmund and is not kicked out in the end?

Now that the principal's proposal is proposed, there are really no worries.

A year later, my son is eighteen years old, so it should be clear whether he can kick it out.

If you can, then continue playing, and naturally go to the first team. If you can't, then go back to China to continue to go to school. Anyway, Qingyang No. 1 High School still retains his academic status, and then the path he has been taking before the college entrance examination.

The best of both worlds.

"Of course this is good, of course this is good!" Zhou Jianliang responded quickly. He didn't poke Zhou Yi with his elbow to make Zhou Yi come back to his senses.

"Ah, thank you, principal, thank you!" Zhou Yi actually didn't hear what they said before, but it was always right to say thank you at this time.

How could Lin Xianrong not see that Zhou Yi was distracted just now?

He looked at Zhou Yi.

This student is really the most interesting student he has come into contact with.

He is not very law-abiding and not honest. He doesn't seem to care about authoritative statements. Because he has his own ideas, and he does not hide his ideas.

Have ideas, vitality, courage and personality.

It is different from the students Lin Xianrong has come into contact with before.

Maybe this is the brand new generation of post-90s?

It is completely different from those born in the 1980s, 1970s and 1960s.

If we still use the previous set of standards to demand them, there will be conflicts. Isn’t Wang Shunquan a good example? He used the same set of students who managed the past 1980s and 1970s to demand Zhou Yi, but he was very angry. In his mind, Zhou Yi was simply the most naughty student who was the most disobedient to discipline. He asserted that such a student could almost never have any future.

I have also heard many people around me complain about how bad the post-90s generation is now. They seem to have only shortcomings but no advantages.

But Lin Xianrong considered this issue and he felt that it was not the case.

Although the post-90s generation has many shortcomings, they also have many advantages. Some of the advantages are even those born in the 1980s and 1970s generations.

For example, they are better at expressing their thoughts than burying them in their hearts.

They can make dogmatists feel headaches because they are unwilling to follow the rules set by dogmatists.

But from another perspective, will there be more possibilities for such people to be born beyond their imagination?

For example, the child in front of him was usually taught by Wang Shunquan and became the negative example among students. But at that time, how many people knew that Zhou Yi's body contained the talent that allowed him to win the favor of professional football clubs in Europe?

Perhaps it is time for our educators to change their mindsets.

Thinking of this, Lin Xianrong smiled and said to Zhou Yi: "Zhou Yi, I heard from Teacher Wang that you pasted your synthetic photos on the wall of honor last semester?"

When Zhou Yi heard the principal mention this, he scratched his head embarrassedly: "Principal, that was an impulse, I already knew that I was wrong..."

Unexpectedly, Lin Xianrong shook his head and said, "This is how Zhou Yi. If you can help the Chinese team win the World Cup championship, then I will hang your real photos on the wall of honor. What do you think?"

After hearing this, Zhou Yi cried and said, "Principal, you should hang my ps photo... This is obviously unrealistic!"

Lin Xianrong laughed happily when he saw Zhou Yi being defeated. The old man blinked like a child: "Of course I know that's unrealistic. Then, when you can lead the Chinese team to the World Cup again, there must be your photos and names on the wall of honor in our school. How about it? I'm not kidding this time, I'm serious."

Zhou Yi was not frowning this time. When he heard the principal say this, he asked in surprise: "Really?"

"Of course, when did I, Lin Xianrong, stop talking?" Lin Xianrong looked at Zhou Yi and said with a smile, as if my grandfather was looking at his doting grandson.

"That's right. Just one word is determined. Principal!" Zhou Yi cheered.

Zhou Jianliang was next to him and wanted Zhou Yi to pay attention, but he opened his mouth but still didn't speak. He just shook his head gently, as a member of the Chinese team, to help the Chinese team enter the World Cup?

What a distant thing that has gone...

By then, Lin Xianrong, who is already 74 years old, doesn’t know whether he is still alive or not. Mr. Lin’s health seems not very good…

But seeing his son's happy look, Zhou Jianliang decided not to say such words that destroy the atmosphere and mood.

In short, it can be regarded as a goal that inspires my son to work hard.

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To be continued...