Volume 1 Chapter 508: The Last Disciple

Sheng Wanyan did not go back to rest, but stayed here to entertain the guests and help find anything they needed.

Gu Tingxiao came over carrying Yi Yi. Yi Yi looked at them curiously, and when she saw that everyone was choosing things by themselves, she picked up a small basket and started shopping.

"Wife, you and Yi Yi go back and have a rest. I'll help grandpa and grandma."

"No, no, you all go back."

"I can handle it. It's not a physical job. Why do we need so many people?"

Mother Sheng really doesn't feel busy. It is so much easier than working in the factory. All she has to do is open her mouth and move her legs. There is no job easier than this.

"Hurry back, Yan'er has to go to class in the afternoon."

Sheng's mother drove them away, and Yi Yi was forced to end her shopping. She looked at Sheng Wanyan while carrying the basket.

Sheng Wanyan looked down and saw that her basket was filled with candies, cakes and toys, so she bought some for her and took them back.

"How many candies did Yi Yi eat this week?"

"One~"

"The grocery store is open today, Yi Yi can have one extra candy this week."

"Great~"

He held her and Gu Tingxiao's hands one by one, skipped back home, and rested next to Sheng Wanyan.

Gu Tingxiao went to clean the shoes of the mother and daughter, especially Yi Yi's shoes, which were covered with mud and looked like a pair of little beggar's shoes.

In the afternoon, Sheng Wanyan went to school for class, and Yi Yi was sent to dance.

Gu's father and mother came in the morning, but were called back by the military district after staying for a short while, and they didn't even have time to stay for dinner.

Sheng Wanyan's grocery store was initially frequented by neighbors living nearby. Later, word gradually spread and many students from nearby schools also came to know about this store.

Everyone went to watch the fun after class and bought a lot of things. Word spread quickly from one person to ten, and from ten to a hundred, and within a week the news spread.

College students from the nearby Peking University, Tsinghua University, Beijing Dance Academy, etc. all like to come here to shop.

This place is not only close, but also convenient, with many styles and varieties of things, and it is even more fun.

This type of store model is very novel and popular in this era when there is little entertainment.

The grocery store was well known, and even though the flow of people wasn't as large later on, it was still very stable.

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Time quickly came to mid-April, and Sheng Wanyan was called to the office by her professional teacher (Teacher Zhao).

"teacher."

"sit."

Sheng Wanyan sat down and looked at Mr. Zhao. Mr. Zhao didn't say anything, but took out an envelope.

"This is?"

"This is the bonus given to you by the country, and also the bonus given to you by the Ice City government."

"bonus?"

Sheng Wanyan had forgotten that she had a bonus. Wow, this was free money for her.

"Yes, you are the top scorer in the college entrance examination in Bingcheng, so you will naturally get a bonus."

"It's just that you're not in Ice City, so the national unity was given to the school."

"The state gave you 300 yuan, and the Bingcheng government gave you 200 yuan."

"You count it and sign the number."

Sheng Wanyan nodded and counted the amount on the spot. It was indeed 500 yuan in total, no more and no less.

"That's right."

"signature."

Sheng Wanyan signed the bonus receipt, but she knew that Mr. Zhao had asked her to come for a reason that was definitely not that simple.

"Student Sheng Wanyan, what are your plans for the future?"

"Teacher, I will follow the arrangements of the country."

Today's college graduates have to follow the government's job assignments after graduation. Even if she has her own plans, she dare not speak out.

When Mr. Zhao heard her words, he sighed, lowered his head and thought without saying anything. After a long time, he raised his head.

"Student Sheng Wanyan, are you interested in becoming my last disciple?"

"What!?"

Sheng Wanyan really didn't expect that Mr. Zhao couldn't help it. She thought that the old man would have to hold on for another two months before talking to her about this matter.

What she didn't know was that Mr. Zhao's original plan was to observe for a few months first.

But later he saw that Sheng Wanyan had been in school for more than a month, and not only had she learned Russian well, but she had also learned French, an elective subject, better than those who majored in French!

I don’t know how much the teachers in the French department want to poach his talents. How can he sit still if he finds out?

What's more, she always got first place with full marks in every subject's weekly and monthly exams!

He even suspected that this girl had restrained her abilities when she took the college entrance examination.

Such language talents should be well trained and learn several languages ​​so that they can shine in the Ministry of Foreign Affairs in the future! Safeguard the rights and interests of the motherland at international conferences and bilateral conferences.

"Are you interested in becoming my last disciple?"

"I have many students, but I don't have any closed disciples yet."

"You have a great talent for languages ​​and a strong understanding. You really shouldn't waste your talent like this."

Mr. Zhao's words were very straightforward. He had so many students, all of whom were pillars of the country, but he had not found a suitable disciple in all these years.

He had been observing Sheng Wanyan for more than a month, and it was obvious that this girl was very adept at studying and did not like to show off.

Whenever there is an activity, she acts as a invisible person, and does not compete for the position of team leader when there is any project.

He is so capable, yet so low-key.

He felt that if he didn't mention this to her, she would never think about it or make any effort for it.

I was so pissed off that I could only call the roll in class to make her feel more present.

But after she finished answering the questions, she simply lowered her presence and would not show up until the exam. If it weren't for her pretty face, her classmates would almost forget about her.

This kind of person typically deserves a beating.

There was no way Sheng Wanyan would refuse such a great thing; it was simply pie in the sky.

"You can think about it carefully and don't rush to give me an answer."

Mr. Zhao also knew that Uncle Hu was trying to win her over. She was capable and outstanding enough, and many people were interested in her.

"Teacher, I do!"

Sheng Wanyan was also very straightforward. She had originally thought about not becoming a disciple, but now that the pie in the sky had fallen, she couldn't possibly refuse it, right?

She didn't steal or rob anything, she got it through her own strength.

"real!?"

Mr. Zhao thought there was something wrong with his ears. He stood up excitedly, his hands shaking in disbelief.

Is it that easy to win? ? ?

Once a teacher, always a father. If you acknowledge him as your master, you will never be able to escape.

"Yes, sir, I do."

"I'm sorry to trouble you to give me more guidance in the future."

Sheng Wanyan stood up and bowed to him. She would definitely have to prepare for the apprenticeship ceremony later.

“Okay, okay!”

Mr. Zhao quickly helped her up and looked at her with love and satisfaction in his eyes.

"From now on you will be my last disciple."

"We'll be family from now on, so there's no need for so many formalities."

"I will inform your fellow brothers and ask them to come back to participate in the apprenticeship ceremony."

Although Mr. Zhao’s other students were not his closed disciples, they had also held a ceremony to pay homage to each other and were truly his senior brothers.

"good."