Hong Dali didn't think much of it, but the reporters were in an uproar.
It could be said that a school's teaching staff was strong, the facilities were perfect, and the environment was beautiful. These were all important aspects that were often used for publicity. But who the f * ck had ever seen such strong teaching staff?!
In other schools, if a teacher could teach one or two classes, or if a teacher could only teach one class, then it would be considered to be overstaffed and could be said to be overstaffed. But Hong Dali's New Lanxiang taught one-to-one with substitutes. That was invincible, wasn't it!?
Compared to this team of teachers who could be said to have broken through the sky, the thirty million yuan worth of equipment suddenly seemed so insignificant …
At this time, none of the reporters doubted Hong Dali's decision. Because in their eyes, this superprodigal who could get two aircraft carriers with a wave of his hand indeed had such extravagant squandering skills — 240 million a year was really nothing to him.
"Young Master." Reporter John's microphone was almost in Hong Dali's mouth. "Have you really decided to do this? Oh my god, a one-to-one teaching model, this is something we don't even dare to think about! This is too … wasteful, isn't it? "
"One look and I know you're too narrow-minded." Hong Dali's face was full of disdain. "One-to-one teaching is the right way — how else can I squander? Tsk, really, too narrow-minded, too narrow-minded!"
The reporters furiously took notes. "Young Master Dali's squandering is too big, it's really impressive! Such extravagant squandering methods, looks like there should be a ranking of the top ten prodigals in the world. Young Master Dali will definitely be number one! "
By now, these reporters had learned their lesson. Quite a number of them had recorded the entire scene. After they recorded Hong Dali saying that John was too narrow-minded, all of them held onto their cameras as if they had found a treasure — such a scene was not easy to come by.
At this time, Tang Muxin softly asked the Bureau Chief, "Uncle Chief, what Hong Dali said just now … will it work?"
"This rascal, let him do whatever he says." The Bureau Chief awkwardly covered his face. "I can't control him anymore …"
Just as he said this, the guy who asked Hong Dali for the front seat ran over with a pretty girl and asked, "Young Master Dali, this is my girlfriend. She said she likes you a lot and wants to take a picture with you. Is that okay?"
This … isn't really a good idea …
Hong Dali stood beside the girl and grinned. "Aiya, why are you so polite? It's just a photo … "
Tang Muxin mumbled softly, "This rascal, he's not even this passionate towards me …" Obviously, the little lass was jealous …
At this time, a group of reporters began to take pictures. Suddenly, someone asked curiously, "Why does this girl look so familiar? I feel like I've seen it somewhere before … "
His words reminded the people around him. Very quickly, a Heavenly State reporter slapped his thigh. "Isn't this the genius girl who programmed the building's lighting control system? Zhuang Mengze, right? She's actually studying here? "
Hearing the reporter call out the girl's name, the surrounding people immediately asked, "Zhuang Mengze? Is it famous? Why did you make it sound so powerful? Building lighting CNC system? It doesn't sound that strong, does it? "" Yes, yes, it shouldn't be difficult to make such a system, right? "
"What do you know!" The reporter carefully saved the photo of Hong Dali and Zhuang Mengze, then said, "This system is not difficult to make. The problem is that Zhuang Mengze was only nine years old when he made it! Nine years old! When we were nine, we were still playing with glass balls … "
Able to make a CNC system at nine years old?!
Everyone looked at Zhuang Mengze as if they had seen a ghost. The little girl was a little shy and said, "Actually, it's not that strong. I just made it for fun out of boredom …"
Hong Dali grinned and said, "Aiya, she's an expert! En, I can't let her feel aggrieved. I'll give her 500,000 yuan as a scholarship every year. If she comes up with something good in the future, I'll give her a reward! "
"Thank you, Young Master Dali." Zhuang Mengze blushed. "Everyone says that you're a kind and charitable Great Prodigal Hong. I've finally seen it for myself today!"
Kind and charitable Great Prodigal Hong! I have to quickly note this down!
Just the scholarship for one student was 500,000 yuan. I've finally seen Hong Dali's generosity today!
Hong Dali asked again, "Oh right, are you researching anything now?"
"I'm researching …" Zhuang Mengze was about to speak when she saw the Bureau Chief shaking his head at her. She hurriedly changed her words. "But I've only researched a little. I still want to study hard and further my theoretical knowledge. So, I'm still in the knowledge storage stage. I heard that the environment here is very good and the thinking is very avant-garde. So, I came. "
The surrounding reporters quickly took notes again. "A genius young lady coming to New Lanxiang to further her studies. What kind of mysterious background does New Lanxiang have?!"
While they were listening, Tang Muxin, who was beside the Bureau Chief, had sharp eyes. She softly asked, "Uncle Chief, this Zhuang Mengze is very powerful, right? There must be a conspiracy behind this, right? "
"Cough, cough." The Bureau Chief gave her a look. "She's a member of the country's secret high-tech team. I can't go into details."
Once he said that, Tang Muxin instantly understood. She sighed and said, "It's a pity. Otherwise, these reporters would definitely be shocked!"
Of course, this was just a small interlude. After a while, the reporters were done taking photos. Hong Dali snapped his fingers. "Let's go. Let's go to the next teaching area to take a look! En, oh right. " Hong Dali asked Principal Wang, "Principal Wang, what's the specialization in the teaching area next to here? Let's go there to take a look? "
"Prodigal, prodigal …" Principal Wang felt weak all over. "The next one is auto repair. Let's go. Sigh, spend less money, Young Master Dali. It's not easy to earn money these days …"
"You can't have children if you don't spend the money." Hong Dali pouted. "Let's go. Next stop, auto repair teaching area!"
…
Tianjing City Center, inside a large internet cafe.
The Angel of Misfortune, Vincent Iverson, was sitting in the internet cafe with the beauty who was supporting him. They were playing Dream Dota League online.
Although the Angel of Misfortune had an IQ of more than 180, it was very obvious that he was a geek. Moreover, he was a super geek. Although he was a hacker, to him, being able to play games happily was more attractive to him. After all, a hacker wouldn't have a beautiful woman supporting him, spoiling him with good food and drinks every day. Occasionally, he could even do things that he loved to do …
But today, the Angel of Misfortune was unhappy. Very unhappy, very unhappy!
The cause of the matter was that he met the most depressing group of hackers. Initially, he was still having a good time playing with the beauty. With his superb skills and perfect cooperation with the beauty, they were very successful. At the start of the game, they directly beat the other party by 10: 4. This could already be considered as having a big lead.
But the problem was, after just 20 minutes, one of the main positions in the team stopped moving …
One must know that Dream Dota League was a team game that required cooperation. No matter how good an individual's equipment was or how strong he was, he wouldn't be able to fight against five people at once. Hence, Vincent Iverson just watched as his team was caught up from 10: 4 to 12: 11. Then, the gap started to widen bit by bit. In the end, they finally couldn't beat the other party, and the score became 20: 34 …
At this stage, there was already no turning back. After struggling for 40 minutes, the game ended …
Actually, if it was just one game, it wouldn't be a big deal. Winning and losing were common in battles, so the Angel of Misfortune didn't take it to heart.
Alas, he was very unlucky to meet a team with the words "Grand League" hanging above their heads …
Actually, the others in this team weren't much. Although they were strong, they were still within the range of humans. The problem was that there was someone called "Grand League" Zi Xuan, and she was even a girl. She gave Vincent Iverson such a beating …
Speaking of Vincent Iverson's skills, it was still not bad. But very obviously, being a hacker didn't mean that he could be very good at games. He actually just liked to play, and could easily dominate an area. The problem was that the combat power of [Grand League] Zi Xuan was far higher than his by two levels. If Vincent Iverson's combat power was 10, then [Grand League] Zi Xuan's combat power was at least 50, and she was definitely a world-class player …
Hence, from the moment both parties met, after Vincent Iverson lost the first game with a big score, he started to fight with [Grand League] Zi Xuan — if he was really a world-class player, he would admit defeat. But you're just a little girl, do you think I can't beat you?!
Both parties exchanged their contact numbers, called their friends, and started to kill each other. Hence, after another two hours …
Vincent Iverson was defeated four times in a row. He was so angry that he wanted to smash the keyboard. His expression at that time was like a cat whose tail was caught by a door.
"I'm not playing anymore! Wait until I find a good teammate! " Vincent Iverson said. Then, he took out his mobile phone and started to post on Weibo. "Today is really too depressing. I actually lost five games in a row. This is really intolerable! The sky is filled with grey. Even life has lost its joy! Pain, I only feel a deep pain in my balls now! Oh, Chuyin, do you understand my pain? Let the fellow who snatched you away also feel a deep pain in his balls! "
…
In New Lanxiang Vocational School, Hong Dali and the rest were walking. Suddenly, a gust of cold wind blew past. Tang Muxin shivered and softly said to the Bureau Chief, "Why do I feel a deep resentment? Uncle Chief, is there someone who wants to make a move on Hong Dali? I keep feeling that something is not right recently."
"I feel it too." The Bureau Chief said in a deep voice, "Wait for me to ask and see what exactly is going on this time!"
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