The life of a scholar of the system vase girl

Chapter 172

After inquiring, he found out that this child was actually the No. [-] student in this year's college entrance examination in City S, and he himself is also from City S. His affection for this girl grew deeper in his heart, so he asked the child's instructor to bring her here.

"Report to the leader, yes." Song Jiaran nodded, a little confused as to what the leader was up to.

"Don't call me the leader. You are not my soldier. Do you want to abandon your literature and become a soldier?" Yang Zhide smiled and looked at the white and tender girl in front of him who was not petty at all, and sighed in his heart. Unfortunately, it was his own. The age of the son and the little girl is not suitable.

Song Jiaran looked at the smiling and kind Yang Zhide suspiciously, and said, "If I don't call you the leader, what's your name?"

"If you want, you can call me Uncle Yang." As soon as Yang Zhide's words came out, the two men beside him looked at Song Jiaran in surprise, muttering in their hearts, this little girl is really lucky up.

Even Ling Feixu looked at Song Jiaran with the expression that you are really lucky.

But Song Jiaran didn't feel anything. Seeing that the person in front of her had such a gentle face, and her age could indeed be called an uncle, she called out without any pressure, "Okay, Uncle Yang."

Listening to Song Jiaran's crisp words of Uncle Yang, Yang Zhide felt very happy. He had always wanted to have a daughter, but his wife gave him two sons, so when he saw Song Jiaran such a cute and smart little girl After calling him uncle, he fell in love with Song Jiaran even more.

"Little girl, do you want to join the army after graduation?" Yang Zhide looked at Song Jiaran with a smile.

Song Jiaran shook her head decisively, and said very honestly, "I don't want to."

"Then what do you want to do after graduation?" Yang Zhide looked at Song Jiaran curiously.

"I'm studying microelectronics, of course I'm making chips." Song Jiaran blinked and said quickly, and then saw that there was no food on the table, and couldn't help thinking that she was not invited to dinner. Is there a meal?Why did it seem like she was being interrogated all the time.

"Haha, but if you don't have the physical fitness to be a soldier, it's too wasteful." Yang Zhide laughed and teased Song Jiaran.

"Uncle Yang, the level of science and technology in our country is not as good as that of foreign countries. It is not good for our country to continue to have scientific and technological talents. It is not good for you to poach the wall." Song Jiaran also joked with Yang Zhide with a smile.

"Hahaha, you kid, you really dare to say it." Yang Zhide couldn't help laughing when he saw Song Jiaran's fair appearance and heard her call himself a technological talent.

Song Jiaran looked at Yang Zhide's happy smile, and she had no idea where what she said hit his point of laughter, or learn a book on male psychology next time.

Just after Yang Zhide finished laughing, the waiter brought in the dishes, and then Song Jiaran had a somewhat uneasy dinner.

After dinner, when Song Jiaran was going back to school with Ling Feixu, Yang Zhide put a note in Song Jiaran's hand.

"Little girl, Uncle Yang fell in love with you right away. This is my phone number. If you have anything to do, feel free to call Uncle Yang, you know." Yang Zhide looked at Song Jiaran with a smile, and said kindly.

Song Jiaran nodded her head. Although she felt that she didn't need Yang Zhide's help, this uncle was really kind to her, so she recognized her as an elder.

"I see, Uncle Yang." Song Jiaran looked at Yang Zhide with a smile, which was very bright.

After Song Jiaran followed Ling Feixu out of the building, Ling Feixu looked at Song Jiaran as if he were looking at a monster.

"Da Ling, why do you look at me like this?" Song Jiaran blinked and said to Ling Feixu with a strange expression on her face.

"Do you know who that was just now?" Ling Feixu had seen it today, this girl Song Jiaran is really not human!Even Commander Yang can win.

"Who is it?" Song Jiaran looked at Ling Feixu curiously. She had a feeling that Uncle Yang in the room was of a high status, but she really couldn't figure it out.

"That's the commander of the Capital Military Region, the chief of the general staff of the Chinese People's Liberation Army. I really don't know where your shit luck came from, but Commander Yang looked at you differently just because you shot down a bird." Ling Feixu said enviously. , Yang Zhide is his idol.

Song Jiaran was a little dumbfounded when she heard the high positions that Ling Feixu said. She thought that Uncle Yang's position was quite high, but she didn't expect it to be that high!

She knew, it wasn't that the bird was unlucky today, but her luck was so good today!
"Da Ling!!! Can you not go back to school?" Song Jiaran looked at Ling Feixu with bright eyes.

Ling Feixu said angrily, "Why?"

"Go buy a lottery ticket!"

"Fuck off."

(End of this chapter)