Because the highway was temporarily closed due to snow, Zhao Chang'an could only walk on the provincial road. At this time, all the snow on the road had been cleaned up, but the road was still a little slippery, and the vehicles on the road were driving carefully at speed.

There were all kinds of snowmen everywhere on both sides of the road. Mingzhu is a city with little snow. Last year, after Zhao Chang'an returned to the mountain city during the winter vacation, there was a spring snow that melted in an instant. So this snow obviously made them very excited.

"Lingling ~"

While still on the way, Zhao Changan's cell phone rang. It was Liu Qihua's office phone. You don't need to guess Zhao Changan to know that it was Wang Yu who told Liu Qihua about this.

He stopped the car and thought nervously, wondering what Teacher Liu's attitude was?

"teacher."

“Has decided?”

"Well, it's a waste of time and resources. It's all anxious about me and the school."

"Have you ever thought that you can actually make some adjustments, such as adjusting a major?"

"ah?"

Zhao Changan was stunned.

"If you choose to drop out of school at this time, it is not the best choice for you and the school and one nanometer. I don't need to talk about the interests here. Of course, no matter from which perspective, this choice is better than if you continue to work in the microelectronics department for three days and two days to dry the Internet. But why can't you re-adjust a major so that you can free up your time and get a graduation certificate for the re-education without regrets?"

"Teacher, which major to be transferred?"

Zhao Changan was moved.

"It depends on your energy in the department, history, philosophy, journalism, linguistics, and even economics. If you can run, jump, and be able to carry a tripod, and win a world championship for the country, if you don't study the sports team, no one is serious about you. After graduation, you will be admitted to the postgraduate student at the school and stay in school as a coach after two years. Or you can publish articles on the main board of these categories of magazines. It doesn't matter if you have two and a half years left in college. I promise that you will not only be able to get your graduation certificate, but also give you at least an associate professor within five years of staying in school."

At this time, Zhao Changan fully understood what Liu Qihua meant.

‘The so-called great people do not mean having a building, but having a master.’

So if Zhao Changan can win the gold medal or publish a heavyweight scientific research report, then any course or other things will be nothing.

Because one is to bring glory to the country, and the other is to contribute to the "greatness of the university" that restores its growth.

But if you say that because Zhao Chang'an can sing and write songs and can make money to do business, Fuda will give him a green light, the smell of copper is too strong and not good-looking.

But the reality is that the country is now one of the main goals of economic development, and it is also very important to be able to make money.

So you might as well play a ball.

Just like Bill Gates dropped out of Harvard, if anyone talks about this once, the unlucky Harvard will be hung up and hung on a tree as a prop, and whip it with a moral whip.

This taste is obviously not good.

Bill Gates can tell people proudly about his brave experience, but Harvard, who was beaten up by unprovoked crossing, must be so frustrated that he wanted to scold people.

He is as smart as ever, and obviously he is unwilling to step on this second pit.

"World Champion?"

Zhao Changan thought to himself after hearing this.

What has been published in the mainboard of magazines in these categories. Zhao Changan is self-aware and dare not think about it.

But he is a master of ancient martial arts, a master of martial arts. He can run, big, jump high, and has great strength!

Then it seems to be very confusing.

——

The car arrived at Huzhuang, which belongs to Sudi Group, and it was less than 11:00 in the morning.

From the outside, the entire lake is covered with snow and the people are silent. However, on the road leading to the Western-style building standing in the silhouette of the blue sky, there are many signs of wheel crushing, and several cars were parked by the lake in front of the building.

Zhao Changan frowned slightly. He is actually an introverted person and does not like unnecessary and ineffective social interaction.

The staff who had received the security intercom at the entrance of the castle gate had already walked to the roadside in advance to welcome the guests.

The female staff member wearing a down jacket respectfully opened the heavy door. Zhao Changan stepped in. A slim waitress wearing a cheongsam hurried over and smiled at the reception.

The hall was as warm as spring and magnificent as the magnificent. The six or seven men and women sitting or standing inside looked over when they saw the door open.

Zhao Changan glanced at him and was all young people in their twenties.

This is also easy to understand. Today is Monday, you should be in school at this time when you are younger than this.

"There is charcoal burning outside the copper wall. It is said that the copper wall is actually a thin copper plate of more than ten square meters, with good thermal conductivity."

A female cheongsam staff member in Huzhuang explained to Zhao Changan with a smile, while pulling him inside.

Zhao Changan sat down, took the tea handed by the waiter, lit a cigarette, and waited slowly.

The four men and three women were obviously curious about Zhao Changan's arrival. A young man who looked like the leader of these people at the age of 27 or 28 asked with a smile: "This friend looked at him. I am Zeng Zifan and Zeng Zihao's cousin."

Zeng Zihao is Zeng Hao.

"Zhao Chang'an."

Zhao Changan said lightly.

After hearing this name, the eyes of the four men and three women changed immediately.

If other families may be unfamiliar with this name, but in Mingzhu, which one of them, Zeng and Yan families, is not well-known for this name, and still remembers it fresh.

In fact, these people had seen Zhao Changan at Zeng Hao's wedding that day, especially when he grabbed a stool and smashed Yan Nanyun to the ground, smashing his head to the blood.

However, Zhao Changan was wearing a white suit and put on makeup like a little white face. In addition, he was just a one-time encounter. Moreover, none of the people sitting there was interested in looking at this young singer who was making extra money by making money. More than a year passed, so he didn't recognize him.

"You are so awesome. A song disturbed the wedding of my brother and Sister Yan Na and disrupted our Sudi listing plan."

Another young man of twenty-three or four years old provoked Zhao Changan with disgust: "You beat Yan Nanyun and you know how much money my uncle paid for? I heard that my brother gave you 80,000 yuan in appearance fees and his car. Come here, can't you just drive my brother's car, right?"

Zhao Changan nodded with a smile: "Correct."

Then there is no further information.

With your current social status and identity, there is no need to be serious about these little kids.

Although it is a bit troublesome to kill this little ant, it is just that, the goshawks flying in the sky do not need to pay attention to the chattering of the few little ants on the ground.

"you--"

The young man was so angry that he was about to start scolding.

"Yan Zhen, he is my uncle's guest."

Zeng Zifan interrupted Liu Yanzhen and smiled at Zhao Changan and said, "He has always had a good relationship with Yan Na, so he is a little excited."

"nothing."

Zhao Changan nodded.

After that, the four men and three women did not pay attention to Zhao Chang'an anymore, but formed a small circle and talked and laughed.

Leave Zhao Changan aside.
Chapter completed!