After reading more than half of it, Yan Er couldn't help but rub his eyes.
Chen Jinjun wrote a lot, but if you read them one by one, you will see that these answers are completely different from the concepts taught in Tiannan Military Academy, and can even be said to be completely opposite.
Yan Er looked at one paper after another in disbelief until he had read all the papers sent by Chen Jinjun.
"This...isn't right."
Yan Er murmured to himself and kept shaking his head.
"What's wrong? What's wrong?" Someone pushed the door in and heard Yan Eryi complaining.
Yan Er's first reaction was to put away the papers written by Chen Jinjun, and then raised his head to look at the person coming.
Seeing that the person who came was the dean who brought him with him before, Yan Twenty breathed a sigh of relief: "Oh, it's you."
The dean saw Yan Er holding a dozen papers in his hand, but he had the foresight to pretend not to see it.
After all, at this time last year, no one thought that Yan Twenty would be able to rise to the position of principal overnight.
Yan Er waved to the dean of students and handed him the papers written by Chen Jinjun.
"What is this?" The dean took the paper from Yan Twenty and looked at Yan Twenty with flattery.
If he had read correctly just now, Yan Er looked at these papers very seriously and quickly put them away when he first came in, as if he was afraid that others would see them.
"Some papers, take a look."
After finishing speaking, Yan Er leaned on the back of the large chair and rubbed the bridge of his nose tiredly.
The dean put down the tea cup in his hand and opened a paper with some surprise.
After just watching for a while, he also made an incredible sound.
Afterwards, the whole room could only hear the sound of him turning papers quickly.
"Principal Yan, I don't know if I should say it or not."
He looked at Yan Er tremblingly and swallowed nervously.
These papers were full of writing, but the content in them surprised him. At first glance, it looked like he had scribbled it all, but after reading two more papers, he found that the person who answered the questions had really understood everything.
"You are better than me in these aspects and you see things clearly. Just say so."
Yan Er held his chin and looked at the dean with a frown.
The dean cleared his throat: "This person has learned a lot."
After finishing speaking, he looked at Yan Twenty. He originally thought that Yan Twenty would be shocked, but what he didn't expect was that Yan Twenty looked as expected.
"That's right." Yan Er let out a long sigh. It seemed that he was not the only one who felt this way.
Seeing that he and Yan Er had the same idea, the dean took heart and continued: "Although the answers on these papers seem to be messy, they are completely opposite to the standard answers. For me, if I have not learned
Even if you are a great master, you will not be able to write such a paper."
Having said this, he couldn't help but pick up Chen Jinjun's paper and read it for a long time.
As if he remembered something, he suddenly looked at Yan Er and asked, "Whose paper is this?"
Yan Er looked straight at him without saying a word.
The dean was stunned. Logically speaking, all the test papers should be in his place. Why does Yan Er have a complete set of theory class test papers?
He remembered a strange class schedule, which was all theoretical classes without any strategic classes.
"The one Mr. Shao sent in?" the dean lowered his voice and asked Yan Yan with wide eyes.
Yan Nianji nodded invisible, confirming his guess.
The dean's eyes gradually widened, and his face was full of shock: "Didn't you say this person is a vase?"
Yan Er, who was drinking tea, raised his eyes and gave him a meaningful look: "Have you really never heard of the name Chen Jinjun?"
The dean opened his mouth: "It's really that Chen Jinjun?"
Yan Er nodded: "Seriously."
"This..." The dean looked at the test paper in his hand in disbelief, and then at Yan Twenty.
Yan Er put down the tea cup in his hand and sighed: "Perhaps, you and I can figure out why Shao Peichen arranged all the theory classes for her but did not allow her to participate in all assessments."
"Then since then, isn't it true that he has dropped out of school?" The dean looked at Yan Twenty in disbelief.
You must know that the name of Tiannan Military Academy can be said to be resounding throughout the military and political circles of the Republic of China. Those who graduated from Tiannan Military Academy more or less served in the government or the army of the Republic of China, but Chen Jinjun directly abandoned
Got this name.
"Maybe she doesn't need the title of graduate of Tiannan Military Academy." Yan Er crossed his hands to support his chin, and the interlocked fingers blocked the lower half of his face.
"What?" the dean asked in confusion.
He couldn't understand.
Yan Er's eyes were a little gloomy, and he looked intently at the calligraphy and painting hanging on the wall, which was Zheng Banqiao's Ink Bamboo.
After a long time, the dean heard Yan Twenty say: "She is not a vase."
Yes, she is not a vase.
From the very beginning when he came to Tiannan Military Academy, no one took Chen Jinjun seriously because of some things and prejudices. It was not until after the annual vacation that the things Chen Jinjun had done in Rongcheng were spread.
Suddenly, the dean seemed to have thought of something, glanced at the clock on the side, and slapped his thigh suddenly.
"I just came here to tell you to eat." The dean put the paper in his hand on the table. "Look, it's two o'clock in the afternoon. If you don't want to eat, I will go and eat."
As he spoke, he picked up his teacup and stood up in a hurry.
Yan Er chuckled lightly and waved his hand, indicating that he could leave.
The dean cupped his hands before turning and leaving.
After the door closed, silence returned to Yan Er's office.
For some reason, Yan Er inexplicably remembered that night, Chen Jinjun was walking on the streets of Rongcheng, and the cold wind wrapped tightly around her body.
She has never been a vase of beautiful scenery, but a vigorous green bamboo in the mountains and forests.
He stood up, walked to where the dean was sitting, neatly packed Chen Jinjun's papers in order one by one, and then put them back into the document bag sent by Chen Jinjun.
Then, he locked the document bag in the safe in the principal's office.
Maybe many years later, the next principal will see these test papers she wrote.
Thinking of this, Yan Er suddenly stopped what he was doing.
The next principal?
Once upon a time, his master Zhu Hong also sat in this seat, but it only lasted five years.
Later, Police Chief Dou Zhun sat in this seat for half a year.
How long will you stay in this position?
Yan Er gently closed the door of the safe, walked to the window, and looked at the students coming and going.
This was a position that was once out of reach for him, but when he suddenly reached this position, for him, there was endless confusion.
Then be a good principal.
He thought so.
This is the last time Chen Jinjun comes to Tiannan Military Academy. She has no idea how many useful talents Principal Yan will cultivate in Tiannan Military Academy.
Tiannan Military Academy also became more glorious because of Yan Twenty.