"Okay, your visas and passports are all in here, take your own. Remember this lesson, and next time, solve the most critical issues first, don't just think about playing~"
"Okay~"
"I know~"
Upon hearing this, everyone in Class 9 responded cheerfully, then immediately rushed to the packages and began looking for their passports.
At this time, Ren Yan took out another passport from his pocket and handed it to Zhang Ting:
"This is yours. We can't move forward without it."
"Ah! Teacher Ren still cares about me!" Zhang Tingyang shouted in surprise, and looked at Ren Yan cunningly again: "I'm not your student."
"But you are my ship's doctor." Ren Yan looked at Zhang Ting calmly and said, "You can actually put away that surprised expression. It doesn't suit you."
"This pretend appearance is too unconvincing."
"Tsk, boring~" Zhang Ting said nothing and looked at her passport.
This is a multi-country passport issued by the Dragon Country, and the visa-granting areas cover almost every country in the world.
In other words, with such a passport, Class 9 can really travel around the world without any obstacles.
Zhang Ting nodded with slight joy and turned to the second page of her passport.
Then her pupils began to dilate unconsciously, and a hint of surprise began to appear on her pretty facial features.
She opened her thin lips slightly, wanting to express her emotions.
But at this moment, another voice spoke before her:
"Oh my god! A diplomatic passport?!"
"Teacher Ren, you can even get this thing?!"
Looking at Wang Bo's frightened expression, Ren Yan smiled calmly and pressed his hand:
"Please stop looking so ignorant."
"It's just a diplomatic passport. What's the big deal?"
Wang Bo's mouth twitched: "But teacher..."
"Your expression isn't very convincing."
After saying this, Ren Yan immediately coughed twice, and finally couldn't help but glanced at Wang Bo:
"Nonsense, after getting this kind of passport, aren't you allowed to show off a little?!"
“….”
In an instant, the surprise of everyone in No. 9 Middle School disappeared, and was replaced by deep speechlessness.
To be honest, at this moment, my teacher's expression really looks like that of a mean person who has succeeded.
Although what you said makes sense...
But why do our hands itch so much?
Seeing that his student had put away his surprise and looked at him speechlessly, Ren Yan waved his hand slightly:
"Okay, let's get down to business."
"It is true that the passport you have now is a diplomatic passport."
"But its authority is still limited. Don't expect to abuse your power with just this thing. You still have to maintain the most basic etiquette."
"When in Rome, do as the Romans do, you know?"
"This passport can only maintain certain immunities in the uniqueness of some other countries, but it is not a real one-card pass."
"If you really have done something wrong, even the gods can't save you."
"So, put away your little, beating minds and face new countries and things in the most normal state."
"After we pass the port security check, we will gather first, and then you can move freely. Do you understand?"
After finishing his words, Ren Yan waved his passport with a warning look in his eyes.
To be honest, Ren Yan was still more or less worried about these little brats doing something wrong.
You have to set some rules for them in advance.
The students in Class 9 knew what their teacher meant by looking at his eyes, and nodded in agreement.
"I know!"
"receive!"
"Okay, Awei, take a few people to the engine room to speed up the boat. Let's go there quickly. We've been drifting on the sea for too long and feel a little sick..." Seeing this, Ren Yan glanced at Awei.
Ah Wei curled his lips, his eyes showing disdain.
What happened to the saying that professionals don’t get seasick?
That’s the result?
......
"Old Wang, when are we going over there?"
More than ten miles away from Class 9, on a luxury yacht that looked like a small black dot from afar, Father Li Cheng looked at Wang Shanhai inquiringly.
They have now followed Class 9 to Sura Country, and their passports are complete. All that remains is to follow Class 9 into the port.
However, they still need to exercise restraint in this matter.
"Wait a minute. Let's wait until all nine teams get off the ship before we enter the port."
"Otherwise, it would be bad if they knew we were here too."
Wang Shanhai held a high-powered telescope, looked at the No. 9 flight entering the port in the distance, and thought aloud.
The other parents nodded.
Not far from them, the same decision was made on the escort ship of the General Administration of Education.
......
Inside the port of Suronam.
The port manager, Rolfsky, was monitoring the passing ships in the port as usual. His eyes would occasionally flicker over the ships entering the port, and he would take a sip of vodka from time to time, appearing to be quite relaxed.
He has been doing this job for more than 20 years and has never made any mistakes or encountered any accidents.
As long as you follow the established regulations and make sure your subordinates inspect passing ships as required, and don't engage in favoritism or fraud, it's not a difficult thing to do.
Moreover, their Nangang Port can only be regarded as a small port in Sura, and usually only passenger ships come and go. Large container cruise ships basically will not pass through them.
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