I Turned Wild After Being Doted On By The Big Bosses

Pei Yunge's good-looking pupils squinted, bit the small long spoon again, and entered a paragraph.

[Well, get an award. 】

Jiang Song on the other side: "..."

Win an award?

Jiang Song turned his head and asked his companion, "Do you know Max? Is she an artist??"

"Have you read too many romance novels? Are we hackers and part-time entertainers??"

The bubble head boy laughed.

Jiang Song was even more puzzled when he heard this, "Then where did she go to win the prize?"

"What? To get the prize?? Let me see!"

Instant Noodles grabbed the phone and watched this simple chat record for a while.

Finally, he said, "Boss, you are such a dog."

Jiang Song's cool gaze fell on the head of the instant noodles.

The head of instant noodles shook his head like pounding garlic, "It's a man who bears humiliation and bears the burden."

Jiang Song had no time to talk to him.

I just couldn't help but mutter, "Is there any particularly important awards ceremony in the last few days??"

Is it more important than entering C17? ? ?

Back then, when they had their first interview with C17's internal staff, they couldn't sleep in the middle of the night, so they could not wait to fly over to sign the agreement.

This one is good, the schedule is full.

You have to make an appointment with her.

"Recently? Yes, the R country's Farizk Award." Instantaneous said bluntly.

Jiang Song: "...What did you say?"

The instant noodles head thought that Jiang Song really didn't hear it, and said incessantly, "The Farizk Mathematics Award, the highest honor in mathematics, who can win this award is a genius among geniuses..."

"Then do you think this award has anything to do with max?" Jiang Song smiled slightly.

Isn't this lower than the probability that max is an artist? ? ?

Instant Noodles thought for a while, "They learn computers, aren't they good at math?"

"I like your head!"

Jiang Song slapped the back of the instant noodle head with a slap to wake him up.

Is this the kind of novel you read too much? ?

...

the next day.

The above punishment will come down soon.

Feng Jianwen did not move for the time being, but Dean Feng was dismissed.

There was a lot of buzz in the school about this.

Feng Jianwen was even more embarrassed, and he didn't speak to anyone all day.

And until noon.

The competition for the junior class has begun.

in the conference hall.

Pei Yunge sat in the third row, and when he saw the results of the Yuncheng Junior Class, he quickly lowered his head and played with his mobile phone.

Fortunately, Mr. Hou has a strong ability to withstand pressure and can keep his skin smiling.

3:11.

Yuncheng University Junior Class 3, Beichuan University 11.

As the No. 1 university in China, Yunda suffered a terrible loss this time.

The admissions situation of Yunda University is much stricter than that of Beichuan University.

However, these juvenile students of Yunda University think that their high IQ ability is everything, and they are not willing to work hard in their studies.

So here it is.

Next door from Beichuan, this time pressed their faces to the ground and rubbed them.

...

But until today, the students in the youth class of Yunda University have not realized that they are not qualified to be at ease.

Seeing that the students in Yunda's junior class were disheartened, Pei Yunge felt that this competition was also a good lesson.

"Mr. Hou, calm down."

Pei Yunge glanced at Teacher Hou, probably thinking of Tiqi and the others, and suddenly became gentler towards Teacher Hou.

Teacher Hou was a little surprised by Pei Yunge's sudden comfort.

He sighed, "This game is probably lost."

"What's the point of losing?"

Pei Yunge's words of understanding made Jian Xi, who was playing games next to him, slowly turn his head to look at her, "?"

When Jasmine was careless in the last game and was almost tied for second, she remembered that Pei Yunge didn't say that...

Pei Yunge’s original words were—

"Fortunately you won this time, otherwise I really don't know if I should teach you from elementary school again."

Their Y.G. teacher's damn desire to win...

"You're right, it's your mentality." Mr. Hou nodded in agreement.

Only Jian Xi was by her side, and she lowered her head and dared not speak.

Pei Yunge still had bright and arrogant brows, showing a somewhat scattered smile, holding her cheeks lazily with one hand.

until halftime.

When the students on the stage came, there were people laughing at Beichuan University next door.

"They are really the juvenile class? Why is it not much different from the high school class??"

After the question, the next door burst into laughter, which made the Yunda Junior Class students who stepped down from the stage turn blue and red.

"Losing?"

Teacher Hou asked lightly.

The students in the junior class fell silent.

I began to understand why Teacher Hou was so strict with them.

No matter how good the talent is, there will be times when you will be eliminated.

"They are definitely not from the juvenile class. There is a student who looks like he is about nineteen or twenty years old!" A bun-faced girl said angrily.

At this moment.

The students of Beichuan University next door can hear clearly.

"Then you also find students in the 19th and 20th grades to join us! Our class is not afraid." The juvenile class next door said arrogantly.

"Hey, their class assistants look like they're nineteen or twenty."

Someone suddenly interrupted.

This made Pei Yunge, who had been playing with his mobile phone by himself, stop with his hand.

soon.

The assistant next door came over, a twenty-four-five-year-old girl.

She smiled and said, "Since that's the case, why don't you try the teaching assistant of your school? The teaching assistant is so young, we really want to know the quality of your school's teachers."

Teacher Hou stiffened, "This..."

Until now, Mr. Hou still thought that Pei Yunge came to be a teaching assistant through the back door.

I'm afraid they don't even have the level of their youth class.

"no need."

Pei Yunge didn't lift his head, and refused in a low voice.

Others, looking at the young teaching assistant of Yunda University, seemed to care nothing about the winning or losing of the juvenile class she led, and they could still play the master plan so calmly, and an idea immediately popped into their minds.

- I'm afraid this teaching assistant is not a parallel importer.

No wonder the level of the Yunda Junior Class is so poor.

"Can anyone in Yunda be a teaching assistant?" Someone sarcastically whispered.

"That's right, our Beichuan Junior Class teaching assistants are already doctoral students."

Half of the students in Beichuan's youth class were students who were rejected by Yunda at the beginning, so they also accumulated deep resentment against Yunda.

And the people from the Yunda Junior Class, hearing this, felt the frustration of being beaten in the face for the first time.

"none of your business."

A boy in the junior class of Yunda University said unhappily.

It's not because of a good relationship with Pei Yunge.

I just think that this time Pei Yunge was laughed at, mostly because they couldn't win.

In the end, half of the blame lies with them.

"That is, my level is not good, what does it have to do with her? It's just a teaching assistant who came to our class temporarily."

Another girl glanced at Pei Yunge and said in an unnaturally cold voice.

And this moment.

Jian Xi was a little surprised, and this group of people is not hopeless.

She couldn't help but turn to look at Pei Yunge.

Waiting for her reply.