Chapter 68 Who is your teacher?

Before Jiang Wan could respond, the teacher over there hung up the phone on the pretext of being busy. His attitude was so perfunctory that Jiang Wan was so angry that he was shaking all over and wanted to rush straight to find someone to confront him! But before going to the teacher, he wanted to thank Qin Hongfei first.

It was not appropriate to go empty-handed, so he collected the only possessions he had, and then went to the supermarket to buy a bunch of food and gave them to him.

As for Jiang Wan coming back, Qin Hongfei knew it by looking at his expression. Although he still looked like a decadent dog, his eyes were obviously much brighter, "Has the system been installed?"

Jiang Wan was a little excited, "Well, that's it! Sister, you are so awesome. Who is your teacher?"

This stopped Qin Hongfei in his tracks. He paused and said, "Hundred Masters."

Jiang Wan was stunned, "Master Bai? I've never heard of this name. Are you studying computing?" He thought about it carefully. It was an unfamiliar name, and he had never heard of such a great person in the computing department.

Qin Hongfei knew that he had misunderstood, and she put her hands on her knees casually and thought, you would be surprised if you heard this.

She had no real teacher. She was an orphan in a different world, and she lived near a courtyard. She was lucky. It happened that students from famous universities lived in that courtyard. When she just passed through, it didn't matter what she wanted. , and because the negative energy brought by the Qin family is so weak, you are a little pitiful person. Later, you discovered that being pitiful is of no use. Only when you are somewhat useful will others look at you more.

So she tried to find ways to attract customers!

Take the initiative to help those students clean the courtyard and cook for them! Run errands for them.

Clean up their mess when they disagree over a certain study! Then, that group of people couldn't bear to chase her away, and even helped her find a school to study in, from kindergarten to elementary school, to middle school, high school, university, to study for a master's degree and a doctorate.

Qin Hongfei is not a genius, nor is she a fool as her relatives in the Qin family say, and she has endured hardships. She will have many questions when she first passes through, but she is not ashamed to ask. If she doesn't understand, just ask, ask! When I was young, even if I was forced to hold a pillow at night, I would still stand guard at the door of someone's house.

She has short hands when it comes to eating people, and short mouths when taking advantage of others. If she tolerates it, those people will naturally not be stingy and spare some time to teach her.

This one is a liberal arts champion from a top university, that one is a science major...

And from the Teachers College!

Qin Hongfei has no real teacher. She has been taught by thousands of people, including ordinary people, people from top universities, educated people, and ordinary people who taught her how to behave and deal with others. In that life, In life, Qin Hongfei feels that everyone she meets is actually her teacher. She wears clothes from hundreds of families, eats food from hundreds of families, and grows up under the education of hundreds of families! When I grew up, I never let down those benefactors.

Just, I didn't expect...

"Pah!" The Coke can in Qin Hongfei's hand suddenly became flat.

"..." Jiang Wan's scalp felt numb. What's wrong? Just as he was about to ask a question, he saw a person suddenly walking out of the Transit Vision store. The boss respectfully sent the person out with a smile on his face, and his expression immediately turned ugly.

Qin Hongfei calmly threw the can into the garbage. Following his gaze, she saw a middle-aged man, about forty or fifty years old. She suddenly had a guess in her heart, "Do you know him?"

Jiang Wan gritted his teeth and spoke first, "Yes, little comrade, do you still remember what you reminded me yesterday? You were right. The papers and small software I wrote before were all registered as patents by my teacher. , and he is my teacher!”