Chapter 1649: transference
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Yuzao went to the dean.
She told the Dean what the students said: "we don't drink, just watch the singing and dancing, experience..."
the Dean frowned: "it's not in line with the rules."
Si yuzao said with a smile: "Dean, you know that students' performance will be better if you combine work with rest. I have a way. Do you think it's ok? "
In fact, the Dean wants to return a favor to Si yuzao, so he is waiting for her to come up with a satisfactory excuse, at least through her mouth.
"... recently, the customs yamen is very nervous. The goods in and out are very strict. There must be something fishy about it. Our school organizes a small-scale campaign, shouting slogans and taking photos at the gate of the customs Yamen.
If someone asked what the first grade students were going to do, the school could answer that it was a regular activity; if someone took a picture of us entering the dance hall, the school said that it was the customs yamen that framed it. We were just passing by and didn't go in. " Siyuzao said.
People tend to trust students more.
At least when the government goes to school, people will believe the word "persecution".
So, even if there are photos in the newspaper, the school has a saying.
Of course, this is the worst case scenario.
What's more, St. Paul's medical school is just a small school. The public and the press don't care what the students do.
Only big people or students from famous schools will be noticeable.
"The school agreed to organize the protest." The president said.
He smiled and looked at Si yuzao. His voice was slightly lowered. "You can't move more than 11 o'clock. Be careful when you enter or leave."
"Thank you very much," said Si yuzao
Although the all night plan has been cancelled, there is always better than nothing.
She gave the activity approval form given by the dean to Zhang Xinmei.
Zhang Xinmei immediately had an idea.
He took the form and said with a smile, "I will choose a singing and dancing hall closer to the customs Yamen to ensure that no one will take photos when you enter or leave. All the streets nearby are safe."
"Uncle, do you want to thank me?" said siyuzao
"I've wasted a whole night of business, and thank you?" Zhang Xinmei knocked her on the head. "Little niece, don't push forward."
Si yuzao told the class the news.
There are dozens of people in a class, some of whom are not angry and some of whom are not in good faith.
The student union soon learned.
Du Xi is silent, just tells people: "follow them secretly, remember to take the evidence."
The activities of dozens of students are not small. They shouted slogans and arrived at the gate of the customs yamen, claiming that the customs yamen blocked trade.
The people of the customs yamen came out to coax them out for a long time and said a lot of good words before they took the little ancestors away.
Zhang Xinmei's car stopped not far away, the lip corners moved.
Soon, the students turned to another street and entered the dance hall arranged by Zhang Xinmei.
In addition to no guests and no liquor, the dance hall is the same as usual, especially when the Indian dancers show their slender waist, the students who have never seen the world have straight eyes.
In addition to drinks, Zhang Xinmei also specially asked the dance hall to prepare snacks.
From 7 p.m. to 10 p.m., three hours of singing and dancing gave the students a lot of insight, and they were all radiant when they went out.
Du Xi is waiting for news.
Unexpectedly, he sent people from the past to call him: "young master, I'm in the patrol room now..."
Du Xi was surprised.
Zhang Xinmei has said for a long time that there won't be any pictures on this street, unless they are taken by someone.
The servants of Du family were clumsy. They were caught by the people who were frowning and sent directly to the French patrol room.
After having a good time, the students parted.
In this case, no one took the initiative to mention it to the people of the Federation. Firstly, Si yuzao is a member of the Federation, and it's easy to disclose her small report; secondly, her family's financial resources are amazing, and she seems to have a good way in Shanghai, and her classmates betray her, even more difficult to mix than those who offend the Federation.
Besides, Si yuzao almost covers them. She is very protective and reassures her classmates.
Many people asked about it, but they didn't know it. The students went out that night with the written approval of the school.
Thanks to Zhang Xinmei.
As a result, Zhang Xinmei came to pick her up from school the next day. He didn't dislike Si yuzao for a while and became enthusiastic.
"Uncle invited you to dinner." She said with a smile.
Si yuzao said with a smile, "have you got what you want?"
"Well." Said Zhang Xinmei.
All of a sudden, Si yuzao has a sense of achievement.
A few days later, the newspaper published photos of the Yamen warehouse of the customs, all of which were donated materials by overseas Chinese, which were seized by the government.
After the newspaper came out, the people were in a uproar.
Zhang Xinmei secretly organized students and workers to protest. After a certain scale was formed, the materials finally went out of the customs smoothly and out of Shanghai.
That day, Zhang Xinmei went to the railway station for a long time.
Si yuzao also accompanied him.
"Uncle Zhang, will you be very happy when you see such a victory?" Siyuzao suddenly asked him.
Zhang Xinmei smiled, speechless.
"But these glories have nothing to do with you. When people talk about you, they still think you are full of money. Do you feel aggrieved?"
"No." Zhang Xinmei said, "faith is the power of the heart, no medal is needed."
Siyuzao's heart moved.
She turned her face a little, and looked at Xinmei.
Zhang Xinmei is as tall as Si yuzao's dad. He has a broad chest and flat shoulders. He is a tall and powerful man. He had thick hair, which was a little long, and occasionally fell down to cover his eyes - his cynical eyes, with shrewdness.
This shrewd, with the support of faith, is so wise.
The man that Si yuzao adores most is her Abba. She also wants to find a man like his Abba in the future, and Zhang Xinmei is undoubtedly the most like.
His figure and shape, his character and temper, and even when he laughs, are a little like her father.
"Uncle Zhang, what can I do with you? I can do it. " Suddenly, said Si yuzao.
In this moment, she wanted to get closer to him.
She wanted to share his joy and ease his pain. Celebrate with him when you are happy, hug him when you are sad, and comfort each other.
Zhang Xinmei looks back and looks at her.
He did not refuse, did not mock, but quietly looked at her for a while: "yuzao, is general Deng Gao familiar with your family?"
Deng Gao was an adjutant of the former Si Xingfu. Now he has become a division commander. After Yan Xinnong retired, he is the chief executive of the power of the Si family.
"Well, very familiar." Jade algae road.
"Your grandfather is Yan Xinnong. He used to be in the military, right?" She asked again.
Si yuzao nodded.
"... you said you want to follow me, but in the future when the muzzle is open, you should aim at your grandfather, your uncle Deng, as well as your grandfather and your father's other relatives. Can you do it?" Asked Zhang Xinmei.
The whole person of Si yuzao can't help but freeze. Zhang Xinmei touched her head: "study hard, silly child!"
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Yuzao went to the dean.
She told the Dean what the students said: "we don't drink, just watch the singing and dancing, experience..."
the Dean frowned: "it's not in line with the rules."
Si yuzao said with a smile: "Dean, you know that students' performance will be better if you combine work with rest. I have a way. Do you think it's ok? "
In fact, the Dean wants to return a favor to Si yuzao, so he is waiting for her to come up with a satisfactory excuse, at least through her mouth.
"... recently, the customs yamen is very nervous. The goods in and out are very strict. There must be something fishy about it. Our school organizes a small-scale campaign, shouting slogans and taking photos at the gate of the customs Yamen.
If someone asked what the first grade students were going to do, the school could answer that it was a regular activity; if someone took a picture of us entering the dance hall, the school said that it was the customs yamen that framed it. We were just passing by and didn't go in. " Siyuzao said.
People tend to trust students more.
At least when the government goes to school, people will believe the word "persecution".
So, even if there are photos in the newspaper, the school has a saying.
Of course, this is the worst case scenario.
What's more, St. Paul's medical school is just a small school. The public and the press don't care what the students do.
Only big people or students from famous schools will be noticeable.
"The school agreed to organize the protest." The president said.
He smiled and looked at Si yuzao. His voice was slightly lowered. "You can't move more than 11 o'clock. Be careful when you enter or leave."
"Thank you very much," said Si yuzao
Although the all night plan has been cancelled, there is always better than nothing.
She gave the activity approval form given by the dean to Zhang Xinmei.
Zhang Xinmei immediately had an idea.
He took the form and said with a smile, "I will choose a singing and dancing hall closer to the customs Yamen to ensure that no one will take photos when you enter or leave. All the streets nearby are safe."
"Uncle, do you want to thank me?" said siyuzao
"I've wasted a whole night of business, and thank you?" Zhang Xinmei knocked her on the head. "Little niece, don't push forward."
Si yuzao told the class the news.
There are dozens of people in a class, some of whom are not angry and some of whom are not in good faith.
The student union soon learned.
Du Xi is silent, just tells people: "follow them secretly, remember to take the evidence."
The activities of dozens of students are not small. They shouted slogans and arrived at the gate of the customs yamen, claiming that the customs yamen blocked trade.
The people of the customs yamen came out to coax them out for a long time and said a lot of good words before they took the little ancestors away.
Zhang Xinmei's car stopped not far away, the lip corners moved.
Soon, the students turned to another street and entered the dance hall arranged by Zhang Xinmei.
In addition to no guests and no liquor, the dance hall is the same as usual, especially when the Indian dancers show their slender waist, the students who have never seen the world have straight eyes.
In addition to drinks, Zhang Xinmei also specially asked the dance hall to prepare snacks.
From 7 p.m. to 10 p.m., three hours of singing and dancing gave the students a lot of insight, and they were all radiant when they went out.
Du Xi is waiting for news.
Unexpectedly, he sent people from the past to call him: "young master, I'm in the patrol room now..."
Du Xi was surprised.
Zhang Xinmei has said for a long time that there won't be any pictures on this street, unless they are taken by someone.
The servants of Du family were clumsy. They were caught by the people who were frowning and sent directly to the French patrol room.
After having a good time, the students parted.
In this case, no one took the initiative to mention it to the people of the Federation. Firstly, Si yuzao is a member of the Federation, and it's easy to disclose her small report; secondly, her family's financial resources are amazing, and she seems to have a good way in Shanghai, and her classmates betray her, even more difficult to mix than those who offend the Federation.
Besides, Si yuzao almost covers them. She is very protective and reassures her classmates.
Many people asked about it, but they didn't know it. The students went out that night with the written approval of the school.
Thanks to Zhang Xinmei.
As a result, Zhang Xinmei came to pick her up from school the next day. He didn't dislike Si yuzao for a while and became enthusiastic.
"Uncle invited you to dinner." She said with a smile.
Si yuzao said with a smile, "have you got what you want?"
"Well." Said Zhang Xinmei.
All of a sudden, Si yuzao has a sense of achievement.
A few days later, the newspaper published photos of the Yamen warehouse of the customs, all of which were donated materials by overseas Chinese, which were seized by the government.
After the newspaper came out, the people were in a uproar.
Zhang Xinmei secretly organized students and workers to protest. After a certain scale was formed, the materials finally went out of the customs smoothly and out of Shanghai.
That day, Zhang Xinmei went to the railway station for a long time.
Si yuzao also accompanied him.
"Uncle Zhang, will you be very happy when you see such a victory?" Siyuzao suddenly asked him.
Zhang Xinmei smiled, speechless.
"But these glories have nothing to do with you. When people talk about you, they still think you are full of money. Do you feel aggrieved?"
"No." Zhang Xinmei said, "faith is the power of the heart, no medal is needed."
Siyuzao's heart moved.
She turned her face a little, and looked at Xinmei.
Zhang Xinmei is as tall as Si yuzao's dad. He has a broad chest and flat shoulders. He is a tall and powerful man. He had thick hair, which was a little long, and occasionally fell down to cover his eyes - his cynical eyes, with shrewdness.
This shrewd, with the support of faith, is so wise.
The man that Si yuzao adores most is her Abba. She also wants to find a man like his Abba in the future, and Zhang Xinmei is undoubtedly the most like.
His figure and shape, his character and temper, and even when he laughs, are a little like her father.
"Uncle Zhang, what can I do with you? I can do it. " Suddenly, said Si yuzao.
In this moment, she wanted to get closer to him.
She wanted to share his joy and ease his pain. Celebrate with him when you are happy, hug him when you are sad, and comfort each other.
Zhang Xinmei looks back and looks at her.
He did not refuse, did not mock, but quietly looked at her for a while: "yuzao, is general Deng Gao familiar with your family?"
Deng Gao was an adjutant of the former Si Xingfu. Now he has become a division commander. After Yan Xinnong retired, he is the chief executive of the power of the Si family.
"Well, very familiar." Jade algae road.
"Your grandfather is Yan Xinnong. He used to be in the military, right?" She asked again.
Si yuzao nodded.
"... you said you want to follow me, but in the future when the muzzle is open, you should aim at your grandfather, your uncle Deng, as well as your grandfather and your father's other relatives. Can you do it?" Asked Zhang Xinmei.
The whole person of Si yuzao can't help but freeze. Zhang Xinmei touched her head: "study hard, silly child!"
Yuzao went to the dean. She told the Dean what the students said: "we don't drink, just watch the singing and dancing, experience..." the Dean frowned: "it's not in line with the rules." Si yuzao said with a smile: "Dean, you know that students' performance will be better if you combine work with rest. I have a way. Do you think it's ok? " In fact, the Dean wants to return a favor to Si yuzao, so he is waiting for her to come up with a satisfactory excuse, at least through her mouth. "... recently, the customs yamen is very nervous. The goods in and out are very strict. There must be something fishy about it. Our school organizes a small-scale campaign, shouting slogans and taking photos at the gate of the customs Yamen. If someone asked what the first grade students were going to do, the school could answer that it was a regular activity; if someone took a picture of us entering the dance hall, the school said that it was the customs yamen that framed it. We were just passing by and didn't go in. " Siyuzao said. People tend to trust students more. At least when the government goes to school, people will believe the word "persecution". So, even if there are photos in the newspaper, the school has a saying. Of course, this is the worst case scenario. What's more, St. Paul's medical school is just a small school. The public and the press don't care what the students do. Only big people or students from famous schools will be noticeable. "The school agreed to organize the protest." The president said. He smiled and looked at Si yuzao. His voice was slightly lowered. "You can't move more than 11 o'clock. Be careful when you enter or leave." "Thank you very much," said Si yuzao Although the all night plan has been cancelled, there is always better than nothing. She gave the activity approval form given by the dean to Zhang Xinmei. Zhang Xinmei immediately had an idea. He took the form and said with a smile, "I will choose a singing and dancing hall closer to the customs Yamen to ensure that no one will take photos when you enter or leave. All the streets nearby are safe." "Uncle, do you want to thank me?" said siyuzao "I've wasted a whole night of business, and thank you?" Zhang Xinmei knocked her on the head. "Little niece, don't push forward." Si yuzao told the class the news. There are dozens of people in a class, some of whom are not angry and some of whom are not in good faith. The student union soon learned. Du Xi is silent, just tells people: "follow them secretly, remember to take the evidence." The activities of dozens of students are not small. They shouted slogans and arrived at the gate of the customs yamen, claiming that the customs yamen blocked trade. The people of the customs yamen came out to coax them out for a long time and said a lot of good words before they took the little ancestors away. Zhang Xinmei's car stopped not far away, the lip corners moved. Soon, the students turned to another street and entered the dance hall arranged by Zhang Xinmei. In addition to no guests and no liquor, the dance hall is the same as usual, especially when the Indian dancers show their slender waist, the students who have never seen the world have straight eyes. In addition to drinks, Zhang Xinmei also specially asked the dance hall to prepare snacks. From 7 p.m. to 10 p.m., three hours of singing and dancing gave the students a lot of insight, and they were all radiant when they went out. Du Xi is waiting for news. Unexpectedly, he sent people from the past to call him: "young master, I'm in the patrol room now..." Du Xi was surprised. Zhang Xinmei has said for a long time that there won't be any pictures on this street, unless they are taken by someone. The servants of Du family were clumsy. They were caught by the people who were frowning and sent directly to the French patrol room. After having a good time, the students parted. In this case, no one took the initiative to mention it to the people of the Federation. Firstly, Si yuzao is a member of the Federation, and it's easy to disclose her small report; secondly, her family's financial resources are amazing, and she seems to have a good way in Shanghai, and her classmates betray her, even more difficult to mix than those who offend the Federation. Besides, Si yuzao almost covers them. She is very protective and reassures her classmates. Many people asked about it, but they didn't know it. The students went out that night with the written approval of the school. Thanks to Zhang Xinmei. As a result, Zhang Xinmei came to pick her up from school the next day. He didn't dislike Si yuzao for a while and became enthusiastic. "Uncle invited you to dinner." She said with a smile. Si yuzao said with a smile, "have you got what you want?" "Well." Said Zhang Xinmei. All of a sudden, Si yuzao has a sense of achievement. A few days later, the newspaper published photos of the Yamen warehouse of the customs, all of which were donated materials by overseas Chinese, which were seized by the government. After the newspaper came out, the people were in a uproar. Zhang Xinmei secretly organized students and workers to protest. After a certain scale was formed, the materials finally went out of the customs smoothly and out of Shanghai. That day, Zhang Xinmei went to the railway station for a long time. Si yuzao also accompanied him. "Uncle Zhang, will you be very happy when you see such a victory?" Siyuzao suddenly asked him. Zhang Xinmei smiled, speechless. "But these glories have nothing to do with you. When people talk about you, they still think you are full of money. Do you feel aggrieved?" "No." Zhang Xinmei said, "faith is the power of the heart, no medal is needed." Siyuzao's heart moved. She turned her face a little, and looked at Xinmei. Zhang Xinmei is as tall as Si yuzao's dad. He has a broad chest and flat shoulders. He is a tall and powerful man. He had thick hair, which was a little long, and occasionally fell down to cover his eyes - his cynical eyes, with shrewdness. This shrewd, with the support of faith, is so wise. The man that Si yuzao adores most is her Abba. She also wants to find a man like his Abba in the future, and Zhang Xinmei is undoubtedly the most like. His figure and shape, his character and temper, and even when he laughs, are a little like her father. "Uncle Zhang, what can I do with you? I can do it. " Suddenly, said Si yuzao. In this moment, she wanted to get closer to him. She wanted to share his joy and ease his pain. Celebrate with him when you are happy, hug him when you are sad, and comfort each other. Zhang Xinmei looks back and looks at her. He did not refuse, did not mock, but quietly looked at her for a while: "yuzao, is general Deng Gao familiar with your family?" Deng Gao was an adjutant of the former Si Xingfu. Now he has become a division commander. After Yan Xinnong retired, he is the chief executive of the power of the Si family. "Well, very familiar." Jade algae road. "Your grandfather is Yan Xinnong. He used to be in the military, right?" She asked again. Si yuzao nodded. "... you said you want to follow me, but in the future when the muzzle is open, you should aim at your grandfather, your uncle Deng, as well as your grandfather and your father's other relatives. Can you do it?" Asked Zhang Xinmei. The whole person of Si yuzao can't help but freeze. Zhang Xinmei touched her head: "study hard, silly child!"
