Zhang Yong persuaded for a while, but it was useless.
In the end, I had no choice but to give up, and let Lin Fan, Xia Bing and Xia Xue go back and think about it again.
Zhang Yong thought for a while and walked towards the counselor's office.
He wants Sun Yaodong to help persuade him.
Jiangbei University, some people finally won the National Award in the National Mathematical Modeling Contest.
Zhang Yong didn't want to give up any further opportunities easily.
Sun Yaodong, who was drinking tea, hurriedly stood up after seeing Zhang Yong.
Sun Yaodong smiled and said, "Professor Zhang, you came because of Lin Fan's trip to the capital, right? Approval of leave, I will definitely give him leave!"
Now, as long as Sun Yaodong mentioned Lin Fan, his face couldn't stop smiling.
gives myself a face too much!
National Award!
That is the only national award of Jiangbei University!
Zhang Yong said: "Lin Fan doesn't want to go to the capital."
"Gah?"
Sun Yaodong seemed to be stuck in his throat by a fishbone, and his voice stopped abruptly.
......
At this time, Zheng Jinbao was stopped outside the corridor by two people.
"Zheng Jinbao, didn't you say that designing the drainage system is the easiest? What's going on now? We didn't even get the third prize of a province! I have asked many people, as long as the drainage system is selected, none of them won!" The man of medium build complained.
"My goal this year is to save two!" said the short man.
The two of them are also considered top academics.
attaches great importance to this mathematical modeling contest.
However, the result was not as they expected.
Zheng Jinbao was asked by them, and he couldn't help but feel a little guilty.
He glanced around and happened to see Lin Fan who had just returned from Zhang Yong.
A pair of squinted eyes widened immediately, and said: "That's because those who chose the drainage system are not capable of it!"
Then, he strode to Lin Fan and said, "This is my roommate Lin Fan, Brother Fan! He won the National Award for Mathematical Modeling! He will go to the capital to defend soon, maybe he will come back with a higher education cup! "
"Just ask, which question did Brother Fan choose?"
"Drainage system!" Zheng Jinbao asked and replied.
A man of medium build and short, of course knows that Lin Fan won the National Award.
Because, this matter has long been spread.
But they didn't even know which topic Lin Fan chose.
Zheng Jinbao said in an elder's tone: "Don't find the cause in others as soon as there is a problem, think about yourself."
The two men lowered their heads and walked away.
Zheng Jinbao slid on Lin Fan's shoulder and said with a smile: "Brother Fan, thanks to you!"
turned and said: "By the way, Brother Fan, what are you going to go to the capital?"
Lin Fan said: "I'm not going to go."
"Huh?" Zheng Jinbao squinted his eyes and blinked twice, a little dazed.
At this time, Sun Yaodong hurried over.
"Lin Fan, how can you not go to the capital to defend? That is a very good opportunity! Your ability is outstanding, and the honor of our class depends on you!" Sun Yaodong said.
Is that again?
This time, not only Lin Fan was speechless.
Zheng Jinbao next to Lin Fan is also full of black lines.
Co-authored, would Sun Jiaobao make such a foolish statement?
Sun Yaodong didn't realize this, and he planned to say something more.
"Jingle Bell!"
At this time, a brisk bell rang in the campus.
Lin Fan said: "Class is in, counseling Sun, I went in first."
"Hey, you…you think about it again." Sun Yaodong said.
in the back seat.
Zheng Jinbao couldn't help asking: "Brother Fan, are you really not going to the capital to defend?"
Ma Zhong was surprised: "Don't go to the capital to defend? Why?"
Obviously, he knows the rules of the mathematical modeling contest.
Lin Fan yawned and said, "Do you want to be so excited? Why are you going to the capital?"
"Running so far, and deliberately answering some questions? How about going to bed?"
This...
Is this going to participate in the national awards selection?
I don't know how many people want to go in their dreams.
Lin Fan… actually said it's better to sleep?
Ma Zhong asked to say something more, the old professor had already walked in with the textbook.
Lin Fan quickly fell asleep listening to the old professor's lullaby lecture.
When Lin Fan woke up, it was just time for dinner.
ate lunch leisurely and returned to the dormitory to prepare to sleep again.
At this moment, the phone in his pocket shook slightly.
12:00!
The red envelope appears!
"Ding! Congratulations, get 10 yuan."
"Ding! Congratulations, you got 300 yuan."
...
"Ding! Congratulations, you got 10,000 yuan."
"Ding! Congratulations, you got 5 yuan."
Today's red envelope, Lin Fan received a total of 40,500 yuan.
He glanced at the red envelope that he spent on furniture for 3 million yesterday.
Lin Fan murmured in his heart: "300 red envelopes? Wait a minute, gather 1,000, and then open them together."
Then, he put the phone directly aside and fell asleep again.
......
At this time, Jiangbei University, large conference room.
Professors, department heads and others of the School of Mathematics gathered together.
They talked in low voices, all a little puzzled, why they suddenly notified themselves of the meeting.
As time goes by, not only a few colleges have come, but other colleges…even school leaders have also arrived.
This can't help but make everyone more puzzled Jiangbei University rarely holds such large-scale conferences, especially, this conference seems to be hosted by the Academy of Sciences.
Hu Chuan, the dean of the School of Mathematics, who was sitting in the upper position, took a leisurely sip of tea. Seeing Zhang Yong sitting not far away, he seemed a little sad and smiled: "Professor Zhang, how do you think you seem to be worried? "
Zhang Yong sighed: "Dean Hu, you should also know that some students from Jiangbei University won the National Award in the Mathematical Modeling Contest this year."
Hu Chuan nodded and said, "I know this. It's Lin Fan's team, right? This is a good thing. You still look unhappy?"
Zhang Yong said: "However, Lin Fan doesn't want to go to the capital to participate in the national award defense…"
"Ah? Why are you not willing? What a good opportunity is this?"
"Does that kid don't know what the reply means?"
"This has to be persuaded!"
"Does he have any difficulties?"
The professors and leaders around him were all unexpectedly surprised, and they all asked.
Zhang Yong said: "I have already said everything I should say, but… Lin Fan doesn't seem to be interested at all."
Hu Chuan, who was sitting in the upper position, thought for a while and said: "Since he doesn't want to go, then don't go."
"Huh?" Zhang Yong half-opened his mouth, his face full of puzzlement.
Hu Chuan continued: "I was surprised that Lin Fan was able to participate in the mathematical modeling contest. At that time, he estimated that he would just play casually."
"If Lin Fan is allowed to reply, it will be equivalent to letting him bully others. It is normal for Lin Fan not to go."
"Huh?" Zhang Yong opened his mouth, even more puzzled.