
Facing the obstacles of the army, Zhao Yanting and the others were a little confused. No matter how they explained, the army still refused to let them pass.
"Let them come."
At this moment, a voice came, and Yang, in a formal suit, walked out of the large classroom at this time.
The soldiers seemed to know Yang's identity and retreated.
"Ye Hao, you can count coming." The old one ran excitedly, and placed his rough palm on Ye Hao's shoulder: "If you don't come again, I'll go."
"Go? Mr Yang, you leave today? Didn't you say you should stay a few more days?" Zhao Yanting immediately asked for no reason when she heard that Mr. Yang was leaving.
The old one waved his hand and said helplessly: "I don't want to leave either. I still have a lot of issues to discuss with Ye Hao. But there's an arrangement upstairs, and I can't help it."
Although the expression of Old Yang was somewhat regretful, Ye Hao could see a kind of excitement, a kind of burning passion from his eyes, as if something was waiting for him.
"Old One. You are so alive, even the soldiers are here to escort you!" Ye Hao counted carefully, there was at least one entourage around the large classroom.
"Haha, they're not here to protect me. They're here to protect this thing." The old one smiled and brought Ye Hao outside the large classroom.
Looking at the scene inside, boss Ye Hao and Zhao Yanting with their mouths open.
"This ... it's doing demolition." Ye Hao swallowed.
I saw that over a dozen people in the class were moving all the whiteboards. I don't know what kind of movies are pasted on it to prevent the text on it from being faked. After being moved, the soldiers were carefully brought into the car.
"Lao Yang, what are you doing. Why do you want to knock down the blackboard?" Zhao Yanting looked at Yang Lao in confusion.
The Old One did not speak, but looked at Ye Hao for a long time, and suddenly bowed deeply to Ye Hao.
"Ye Hao, on behalf of my older brother, thank you. Your math problem really solved a problem that's plagued us for over ten years."
"The Old one, can't. If you have something to say, I still don't know what's going on?" Ye Hao frowned.
Looking at those people, the math on the blackboard is very important.
But is this a rather difficult math problem? Why is this so fun.
"Ye Hao, you're not a simple math problem. This is ..."
"Sir Yang, watch the discipline."
As the Old Yang was excited to explain, a middle-aged man in military uniform walked over.
The elder looked at the attendant, and he frowned: "Xia Xia, why are you so stiff? Ye Hao wrote those things. He should have the right to know this by now!"
“But according to the confidentiality rules of the matter, you still can not say Mr. Yang when there is no clear order to disclose information to this young man.” The attendant spoke very seriously, but his eyes were filled with majesty.
Ye Hao felt a different kind of truth from him.
With a murderous aura in truth!
This guy is amazing!
Ye Hao glanced at his rank marks, two rods and one star!
This man is a major!
When Ye Hao saw the officer, the officer also saw Ye Hao.
“Mr Ye, hello.” The attendant saluted Ye Hao, then reached out his right hand to show his respect to Ye Hao.
"Hello." Ye Hao covered the soldier's hand.
"I still need to arrange everything, Mr. Ye, I'm sure we'll see you soon again." The officer smiled lightly, then said to Mr. Yang: "We will be gone in 20 minutes. Mr. Yang, please prepare."
"Good."
Ye Hao was still a little dazed at the moment.
He hates half-talkers like this, so you can't explain it to me!
"Lao Yang ..." Ye Hao looked at Lao Yang.
The Old One looked at Ye Hao apologetically: "Sorry, Xiao Xia has this kind of temperament, but in principle, I really cannot tell you about this matter."
"OKAY. But I'm still very confused. How important is mathematics to you? You just take a picture and you won't be able to see it. Why bother moving the board." Because Mr. Yang said so, Ye Hao no longer saw how important this math problem was. “Because this math problem is so special, we can't let it have a backup. We had taken her picture before, but now even the cell phone used to take the photo has been confiscated. And the real ones on the board are actually destroyed or carried. Go awayl. But in the end for memorial and other meanings,
We still choose to take it. "Lao Yang explained.
"That's it..."
After that, Yang and Ye Hao chatted for a while, then Yang followed the military vehicle with the blackboard and left slowly under the escort of several other green jeeps.
“I didn't expect it, and I said goodbye after seeing Teacher Yang.” Zhao Yanting said sadly.
"It's okay. There will be a chance to meet in the future. But I think we should be busy right now." Ye Hao stared helplessly at the incoming math teacher.
Then it was time for Ye Hao to start the class again.
But today he learned to be smart. After talking all morning, he left some "homework" for them to review their knowledge in the afternoon. Ye Hao will continue teaching them tomorrow.
Then after lunch, Ye Hao came to class.
Upon entering the classroom, a familiar person and a person who was in the way appeared in front of Ye Hao.
Behind the empty position of Ye Hao, a beautiful woman sat there with her head bowed, looking at the textbook in front of her very loudly.
But a boy with a smiley hippie was sitting in Ye Hao's position, and said to the beauty, "Qianyi. Do you remember me? I attended your birthday party."
"Sorry, we're not familiar. Please add the word classmate after my name. I'd better add another week ahead. Thank you." Thank you." Zhou Qianyi's reply was cold.
Wang Zihao did not expect Zhou Qianyi to save his face at all. He grinned, "I didn't know each other before, but now we know each other. My father and your father are still in pairs. I was in third and sixth grade. You can find me for everything. "
"He couldn't find you, I don't know, but now I'm asking you out of my place."
A word suddenly spread from the side.
“Stop talking nonsense, didn't you see me chatting with classmate Zhou Qianyi, just stay away.” Wang Zihao did not look back, his tone insulting.
But the next moment, his body was lifted up by the hands like a chicken.
“What you do, release!” Wang Zihao waved his hand in panic, but when he saw the person in front of him clearly, his back was cold in shock. “Murid Wang Zihao, it seems like you are very happy in the hospital, do you need me to bring you back?” Ye Hao sneered at Wang Zihao who was picked up by him.