After hanging up the phone, Li Mao leaned on the office chair indifferently.
The ancient species are poisonous to scholars who are obsessed with biological research, that kind of addictive poison.
In fact, if he really wanted to force Shao Zifeng to take action, there were many ways to rely on his identity as a professor at Bincheng University.
For example, asking students to provoke them, or finding someone to do the trick.
May I
Can! But not necessary.
Neither his pride as a professor nor his reverence for biological research would allow him to do this.
Seeing that the opportunity to get close to the ancient species passed him by, Li Song only felt powerless, and suddenly lost interest in everything.
He tried to numb himself by working, but unfortunately he failed.
At this moment, Li Song was like a dead fish who had lost his dreams, staring at the ceiling with his empty eyes. He scratched his chicken coop-like hair and murmured weakly, "I really want to see it up close."
Suddenly, Li Song's eyes lit up, and he sat up and took the phone: "Li Li, do you know which school that student is from?"
"I'll go check it out."
After a while, Li Song looked at the information in his hand and fell into a big thought about life.
[Archive]Shao Zifeng: Advanced Confidentiality
This is so special!
What kind of family is high-level secrecy!
Thinking about myself, I have been working hard for half my life to become an intermediate.
After taking a few deep breaths, Li Song forced his eyes to look away from the four heart-piercing characters of Advanced Confidentiality and continued to scroll down.
He does not have permission to view too detailed personal information, but Shao Zifeng has participated in regional competitions, and some basic information can still be found.
"Sucheng University? What kind of pheasant university? It has been the weakest university in the Yundu area for many years."
The more Li Xun looked at it, the more uncomfortable it became. I really wanted to drop the phone!
A pheasant school that has been at the bottom of the regional competition all the year round, how come there is a [Advanced Confidentiality] that has something to do with Chen Yixin.
Thinking of these four words, Lao Li felt a pain in his heart again.
Resisting the urge to drop the phone, after reading the information, Li Song had a bottom line. He picked up the phone and dialed the headmaster's office.
After the call was connected, a clear male voice rang from the opposite side: "Professor Li, what's the matter?"
Li Song knew who was answering the phone as soon as he heard it. He said anxiously, "Secretary Wei, is Principal Chu here? I'm looking for him urgently."
"This. Please wait a moment."
After a short wait, another person's voice sounded in the receiver: "Professor Li, I'm Chu Fei, what can I do for you?"
Without detouring, Li Song asked directly, "Principal Chu, it's not long before the national competition, how is the school team preparing."
Chu Fei said with a smile: "This year's students are much worse than the last year. By the way, how does Professor Li have time to care about the school team today."
"Haha, how can I say that I am also a teacher of Bencheng University." Li Song said with a haha: "That's it, I have a person here, the seed player of the national competition, is Principal Chu interested in having the school team compete with him? ."
"I don't dare to say anything else. If I encounter it on the field, it will definitely be a difficult opponent."
"Oh?" Chu Fei was obviously moved, and asked with interest: "I don't know which university the person that Professor Li said is from."
"Sucheng University."
"Sucheng University? What pheasant school?" Chu Fei blurted out without thinking.
The atmosphere suddenly became silent.
Li Song also felt that he had exaggerated a bit earlier, that Sucheng University was indeed similar to Yeji University in their eyes.
He pondered for a while: "Although this school is not very good, this student is amazing."
"I can only say that he has quite a relationship with Chen Yixin of the Imperial Capital Research Institute. We will definitely not lose to find out his pet beast in advance. The specific information will be known when the principal checks the information."
"That's it"
Chu Fei was a little moved, but he could also hear the meaning of Li Mao's words.
It's okay to find out, just go through formal channels, and there is someone behind this student.
After pondering for a while, Chu Fei returned: "Professor Li sent this classmate's information, and I'll have someone contact Sucheng University later and invite this classmate to a friendly match."
"Then I will trouble Principal Chu. If the other party has any requirements, our research institute can contribute."
"Should be."
They are all thousand-year-old fairies, and they are playing Liaozhai.
Chu Fei knew that Li Song had his own goals, so he didn't mean to be polite to him at all.
After coming out of Bincheng University, Shao Zifeng went straight to the mall to change his clothes and get a haircut.
Looking at himself in the mirror from killing Matt to being a little brother, Shao Zifeng nodded in satisfaction.
As expected of me!
At this moment, his phone rang suddenly.
Seeing that the address shown above was Sucheng, Shao Zifeng answered the phone.
"Hello, hello."
"Is it classmate Shao Zifeng? I'm Hu Zhongwei." On the other end of the phone was a middle-aged uncle with a very enthusiastic tone.
"Well, who are you?"
In the president's office of Sucheng University, Hu Zhongwei's breath stagnates, and the corners of his mouth twitch slightly.
"Haha. I'm the president of Sucheng University, Hu Zhongwei."
"It turned out to be the principal, hello, I'm sorry I didn't hear it was you."
"It's my fault. It's because I don't care enough about the school team. I'm really ashamed."
"Where, the principal is polite."
The two people who had never met before chatted awkwardly for a while, and finally Shao Zifeng couldn't help but ask, "Is President Hu looking for me now?"
"Well, it's like this, Zifeng is still in Bincheng. When are you going to go back to school?" Hu Zhongwei's tone was full of concern.
Shao Zifeng raised his eyebrows: "Tomorrow's car, go home and rest first."
"It should be, it should be." Hu Zhongwei's attitude was very kind: "There is such a situation, Bencheng University contacted our school and said that they wanted to play a friendly match, Zifeng, please see if you can spare time. ?"
Shao Zifeng knew it in his heart, but he didn't answer immediately, wanting to see what the principal meant.
Seeing that Shao Zifeng was silent, Hu Zhongwei continued: "I don't hide Zifeng, Bencheng University said that if we agree to play this game, they can give our school a few training places for exchange students, and the other party's Institute of Biology agrees. Visit our school to study.”
Hearing this, Shao Zifeng asked back, "What did the principal think?"
"Haha, it doesn't matter what I think, it's up to you. I haven't replied to the other party yet. If Zifeng is inconvenient, I'll push it later."
Hu Zhongwei is a good person. It can be said that no fool can become the principal.
He knew very well why Bencheng University found Sucheng University. What he said was a friendly match, but he wanted to fight Shao Zifeng himself.
If Sucheng University was a top 100 university in the country, he would refuse such a request without blinking an eye.
Because any battle before the game will be carefully studied by the opponent and become an incentive for the game to fail.
It's a pity that Sucheng University is not. This time there is Shao Zifeng. They got more educational resources in the Yundu area and tickets for the national competition.
What about Shao Zifeng and the others after they graduate
For the ambitious Hu Zhongwei, the invitation from Ben Thanh University is a temptation that is hard to refuse.
But it is precisely because it is difficult to refuse, he is more aware of the importance of Shao Zifeng, and more clearly what he should do, which he can clearly understand.
Anyway, no matter whether you agree or not, Sucheng University is not at a loss.
If Shao Zifeng agreed, their school would make a lot of money.
Hearing Hu Zhongwei's answer, Shao Zifeng did not hesitate at all.
"You can hit."
(End of this chapter)