Reborn At Weight Camp: General Don't Mess Around
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“I just met one of the students at your school. He was not bad,” School Head Cao called Ye Jian whom he met on the way here as soon as he entered the office. He seemed very interested in her. “He has good stamina. Is he a student with a sports specialization?”

School Head Chen felt proud that School Head Cao admired Ye Jian. Smiling, he said, “Ye Jian. His name was Ye Jian. Old Cao, you have sharp eyes as always.” He turned around and took out a glass of brewed tea, handing it over to School Head Cao. "Try it. Fresh tea from the mountain.”

They had known each other for many years, so they treated each other like old and familiar colleagues.

“It's a good tea, just as good as the tea on the market.” School Head Cao took a sip of his tea, looking at his old colleague who was trying to shift the subject. “Come, tell me more about Ye Jian. In the last two years, our country has made some achievements in sports competitions, but we still have regrets in track and field programs such as long distance running and sprint.”

“I think Ye Jian is a good candidate in this aspect. He can really thrive in this field.”

School Head Cao, who was once an athlete, was always happy to find students who had potential in sports in every high school. If they develop well, they can bring honor to their school as well as their country.

As the pre-eminent High School in the province, the Province No.1 Junior High School has nurtured students with sports interests who have made good achievements in major and minor competitions. Some of them have also gone to University Games and have achieved great value.

Nevertheless, School Head Chen had little interest in the matter. He sipped his tea while smiling. "The boy is 'excellent' in every aspect, but I don't intend to let him make achievements in sports."

"Why?" School Head Cao asked in surprise. "Old Chen, that doesn't sound like you."

They could see just how much emphasis the No.1 Provincial Junior High had placed on this competition.

The stack of exam papers from the Province No.1 Junior High School was handed over to the eighth and ninth grade principals. Suddenly, the entire office was filled with a thick smell of ink, as if the office had turned into a sea of knowledge.

As Madam Ke entered the office, she saw Madam Liu, the First Grade principal, recommending the best students in her own class. With a sharp and disgusted expression on his face, he let out an almost inaudible hump from his nose. And then, he took on a completely different look. With a bright smile on his face, he walked over to his comrades.

When Madam Liu saw him enter, she smiled and said, “Ny. Song, this is Lady Ke of Second Class. Ye Ying and Ye Jian, the two sisters I just told you about, are disciples of Madam Ke.”

When mentioning Ye Ying, the smile on Madam Ke's face was rather bright. But the moment he heard Ye Jian's name, his smile instantly froze.

"Mrs. Liu, are you done? Do you mind me talking to Madam Song? ” Mistress Ke, who believed that Lady Liu had made things difficult for her, glared at Madam Liu and said sarcastically with a fake smile on her face. “I should be the one talking about the students in my class. I'm afraid you don't know them well, Mrs Liu.”

All the teachers in this office were used to his harsh tone. So, Madam Liu did not take it seriously. Smiling, he handed out the exam papers from the No.1 Provincial Junior High School to the teachers responsible for their respective subjects.

Madam Song from the No.1 Provincial High School frowned slightly, her impression of Madam Ke deteriorating drastically in an instant. As a good and independent teacher, he didn't say much, but his attitude towards Bu Ke was rather aloof.