After all of us are reborn, who plays Go?

Chapter 124 123. Pig, Deer and Butterfly

"Zhan Lang, these three are your students. Remember to teach them well and keep an eye on them."

"kindness."

Looking at Ye Qing who brought the three students to him, Zhan Lang nodded.

As soon as Ye Qing finished speaking, one of the two parents standing next to the three children stepped forward, shook Zhan Lang's hand, and began to greet him enthusiastically.

"You are Master Zhan Lang, right? Hello, hello. I have heard of your name for a long time.

I saw in the sports newspaper before that you won the world championship, and you beat the Japanese. It’s really amazing and brings glory to our country.

My son's idol is you. It is a great honor and fate that you can be my son's teacher.

Oh, by the way, sorry, sorry, I forgot to introduce myself. I am Zhu Yici, the director of Shengli Chemical Plant No. 1, and this is my son Zhu Zhuojiang.

Little pig, hurry up and call the teacher.

Sorry, this child is a little shy and is embarrassed to come over.

Today was a rush, so I didn't prepare anything. I just brought some cookies and other things. We will hold a teacher-apprenticeship banquet for all three children someday."

As Zhu Yici said this, he pulled his chubby son who was standing behind him over and said, "Call the teacher quickly."

"teacher."

The little fat boy seemed a little shy. After being brought over, he still called out "teacher" timidly.

But looking at the other person's eyes rolling around, Zhan Lang felt that the other person was probably not a very honest child.

At least there is a cunning look in his eyes.

However, when Zhan Lang heard the name of the other parent, he always felt like he was thinking of some strange person.

Does your chemical factory have business in Africa?
"No need for the apprenticeship banquet. I'll accept the cookies."

If I don't accept it, there will probably be more trouble here. It's better to accept it and take it back for the three children to eat later.

After the two sides finished communicating, the other child's parent brought his child up and said, "Teacher, this is our Lu Hao, he is eight years old this year, I am from Xingtai, I have to go back to my hometown after sending the child here, please take good care of him here."

This family seems a bit simple. Although Lu Hao's clothes are a bit old, they are very clean and tidy, and look like they have been specially sorted out.

Compared to Zhu Zhuojiang, a little fat man of this size who is rare in this era, Lu Hao gives people the sturdy feeling of a farmer's child.

How should I put it? At first glance, he looks like the elder brother who is the pillar of the family. His ten-year-old eyes reveal a firmness that is not in line with his age, and even his hands have traces of calluses.

If I remember correctly, the child is just ten years old.

"Don't worry, leave the child to us, we will definitely do our best to train the child into a talented person."

Hearing this, Lu Hao's father smiled and showed his big yellow teeth: "I don't ask for success, it would be great if I could have a meal in the city in the future. It's better than farming for us. Thank you, teacher."

"Are you Zhuang Xiaomeng?"

Looking at the only child who came without his parents, Zhan Lang squatted down and asked.

After all, as the only girl among the three, and the child's name comes from historical allusions, Zhan Lang has always believed that such a child should come from a very good family.

Zhuang Shengxiao dreams of a butterfly, and Wang Dichun cares for the cuckoo.

This is a poem and allusion that will be known to all middle school and high school students in the future. If you know it in this era, you can be called a cultured person. In today's world where names are either Jianguo or Erniu, those who can come up with such names at least have a certain level of culture in their family.

Being educated at least means that the family conditions are not too bad.

Looking back now, Zhuang Xiaomeng seems to be the one with the worst conditions in the family.

As a little girl, Zhuang Xiaomeng had dark skin and was short in stature. She wore a Chinese-style jacket with several patches of pudding on it, but she also had a silver collar around her neck.

If it weren't for the small braid on her head and the fact that she looked very young despite her dark skin, Zhan Lang wouldn't have been sure that she was a girl.

"Yes, I am, and you are Zhan Lang."

Zhuang Xiaomeng, who is only nine years old this year, stared at Zhan Lang with her big eyes when she heard this, and seemed not to be at all stage frightened.

Zhan Lang couldn't help but think of the waiter who used to hang out with him every day in Tianjin. He was only thirteen or fourteen years old and still rubbed his nose randomly, while these kids, who were less than ten years old, were either very smart or mature.

"I remember your hometown is Yuzhang. Is there no one from your family to accompany you here?"

Among the three children, Xiao Zhu’s hometown is Chongqing, but his parents all work in the capital, so he is at least considered half a local.

These kinds of children are the least to worry about. Their parents will come to check on them every now and then, fearing that their children are not having a good life.

Lu Hao's family is from Hebei Province, which is neither close nor far from the capital.

And Lu Hao is obviously not the kind of child that would make his parents worry. At least his self-care ability is not bad.

Only Zhuang Xiaomeng's home is halfway across China from the capital. If it were a few decades later, it would only take five or six hours by high-speed rail, and only one or two hours by plane.

Although Yuzhang was called the Jiangyou Economic Circle decades later, it still has high-speed rail and even airplanes. It is not like a certain Tai, where you have to take a green-skinned train when going out, nor is it like a certain Su, where you have to go to the next door to take a plane.

But in this day and age, this distance can be said to be extremely far, and the parents of a girl did not even come along.

Zhuang Xiaomeng didn't seem to be nervous at all. Instead, she chatted with Zhan Lang generously: "Why are you following me? I can just come with those people from the province.

I already have a son, and I wish I could stop going to school and play chess so I could go home and take care of him. If it weren't for the people from the provincial team who came to my house so many times, I wouldn't be able to go out. How could he send me? Come on.

It's good enough that he can give me a few dollars from that woman later."

Hearing this, Zhan Lang just patted Zhuang Xiaomeng on the shoulder and didn't say much. It's best not to interfere in other people's family affairs because you have no control over them.

"Then I'm sorry to bother you parents. Don't worry about your children being here. They will certainly have to endure hardships, but there is nothing that doesn't require hardship now. We will also teach your children with all our heart."

Zhan Lang stood up, looked at the other two parents and said that although he was a teacher in name only, the national youth team adopted an approach more like that of classes in a dojo.

A teacher like me is actually more like a counselor. After all, these children are probably carefully selected one by one from all over the country, and they are at least as talented as Yingzi.

After the meeting, the children were taken back by teachers who were responsible for teaching and logistics.

Zhan Lang glanced at the list in his hand: "Zhu Zhuojiang, Lu Hao, Zhuang Xiaomeng.

Pig, Deer, Butterfly..."

Zhan Lang always felt that there was something very familiar about this connection.

Then, as if he thought of something, Zhan Lang opened his eyes instantly.

Oh no, I’m a third generation!

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(End of this chapter)