The killer bodyguard of the beautiful president

"Mr. Wang, please stop, Mr. Wang."

Teacher Liu chased him out of the office building, shouting while running.

Wang Yan stopped in his tracks, turned around and looked at the other party, "Mr. Liu, is there anything else you want to explain?"

Teacher Liu ran over panting. Seeing that Wang Yan didn't put on airs at all, and still put on a posture of listening to the training seriously, he felt even more guilty.

"Mr. Wang, I just said something too much and offended you, please forgive me." Teacher Liu hurriedly apologized.

Wang Yan was stunned for a moment, and said with a dry smile: "Where did Mr. Liu say that? You were right in criticizing just now. As Xiaoxiao's parents these years, we are indeed very unqualified."

"I think your criticism is very correct. Why do you say something offensive?"

Hearing what Wang Yan said, Teacher Liu felt even more ashamed, "Mr. Wang, you are so humble and low-key."

"You are not an ordinary parent and guardian, you are a real hero! You give up your family to protect everyone! This spirit is admirable!"

"I already know your identity. With such a great leader like you, you should not listen to me criticizing education. I am also very ashamed..."

Wang Yan understood in his heart, but he was also surprised: "Mr. Liu, how do you know about me?"

"I'm ashamed to say it." Teacher Liu said with a wry smile: "Isn't the Memorial Hall of the Catastrophe already open to the public? Two days ago, the school organized all the teachers and students of the school to visit and study."

"One of my colleagues, he recognized you, which is exactly the same as the photo in the memorial hall. I was careless and didn't look carefully. I am very ashamed."

Wang Yan frowned slightly, and finally figured out what was going on.

Immediately, a smile appeared on his face, and he gently waved his hand and said, "Mr. Liu, you don't have to do this."

"No matter what identity I am, I only have one identity when I come to school, the child's parent."

"You are a teacher, and you have the right to criticize me, because as a parent, I did not do enough."

"No, no, no..." Teacher Liu hurriedly waved his hands, "You have unavoidable difficulties. In order to protect all of us, you are fighting and fighting outside. I am not qualified to criticize you."

Wang Yan chuckled, "Teacher Liu, we don't have to give way to each other."

"As for my identity, I hope Teacher Liu will keep it secret and not spread it inside the school."

"Don't take special care of Xuanxuan just because of me! She is just my daughter, she is the same as other students, there is no difference."

"Miss Liu, can you understand what I mean?"

Teacher Liu said with emotion, "Mr. Wang, I deeply admire your character and realm."

"Taking credit is not arrogant, it is a role model for me to learn from! Today I have been taught, please accept my worship."

Wang Yan hurriedly supported Teacher Liu, "You don't have to do this, you are breaking the rules of the school."

"I'm still saying that, no matter whose child it is, or how powerful its parents are, its child is just an ordinary student at school, just like any child from a commoner family!"

"Anyone who dares to rely on his own status to show off in school and ignore the teacher, I will personally come over and slap him!"

"One more point, Mr. Liu, I also have an opinion for you, and it is also an opinion for the school. You are teaching and educating people, don't engage in such a thing as watching people cook."

"If I were an ordinary parent, it would be natural for you to criticize education. If I changed my identity, would you feel guilty? There is no reason!"

"It's the same for other parents with more status than me! As long as you feel wrong, you should criticize! There is no so-called offending!"

"I'm still saying the same thing just now, if anyone dares to show off his identity and embarrass you, call me directly! No matter how awesome his identity is, I will slap him in the face!"

Teacher Liu smiled dryly, showing even more awe to Wang Yan.

Wang Yan waved his hand with a smile, turned and left.

Instead of going home, he drove to the Holocaust Memorial Hall.

In order not to cause a sensation, he deliberately put on a hat and a mask, and bought a ticket to enter the exhibition hall.

He hasn't been here since the memorial opened.

This is the first time I came here in person, and I came here to solve the problem.

First, I visited the catastrophic battle 400 years ago, introduced the Yanlong Iron Brigade, and saw familiar personnel.

Among them were the seven members of the Guyong team back then.

It was also the first time for Wang Yan to see the real appearance of Ye Feng and Lin Hongying.

Facing their statues, Wang Yan bowed deeply and stood there for a long time, filled with emotion.

Then came to the modern exhibition hall, and the catastrophic battle broke out in this era, all the people who made contributions.

The sacrificed soldiers were photographed in black and white.

The survivors were all photographed in color to distinguish them.

In the most prominent position, I saw his photo.

Wang Yan shook his head slightly, and beckoned to the management staff beside him, "Tell your curator, take down this photo and stop hanging it."

"There are also these surviving fighters, don't put photos. Only leave the photos of the sacrificed fighters, and others will continue to archive them. It will not be too late to display them after a hundred years."

The manager looked at him blankly, "Sir, is your request inappropriate?"

"Do you know who the person in this photo is? The supreme commander of the Dragon Guard army, Chief Wang Yan!"

"If it weren't for him to lead the Dragon Guard army, how could it be possible to eliminate the battle of catastrophe and let us have a peaceful and stable life?"

Wang Yan smiled helplessly, "I know Wang Yan better than you, you just go and call the curator, or take me there to see him."

"This photo, and those color photos, must all be removed!"

The manager was a little upset, "Sir, please don't make trouble here?"

"This is the Holocaust Memorial Hall, an extremely solemn and sacred place! No one can agree to your unreasonable request!"

Wang Yan had no choice but to take off the mask, "The person concerned asked to remove it, is that okay?"

what?

The manager was taken aback, "You, you are... Hello, Chief Wang Yan!"

Wang Yan hastily raised his hand to hold the other party, "Shut up, I don't want to cause unnecessary trouble, take me to see your curator."

"Chief, why... why did you do this? You are a person who has made great achievements! You should be respected and loved by future generations." The manager was a little puzzled.

Wang Yan shook his head slightly, "Little brother, do you think we fought against the catastrophe in order to hang here for future generations to admire? Did we pursue fame and fortune?"

"The soldiers who died on the battlefield are the most worthy of respect! They sacrificed their precious lives in order to win the victory! Putting their photos here, there is nothing wrong with being admired by future generations, and it is also a kind of memory for them."

"For people like me who have survived, what is there to show off compared to those soldiers who died in battle? Living is the greatest compliment to us people!"

"There is no need to do this, and I don't want to go out in the future. I have to wear a mask to disguise myself every day. I am not a chief anymore. Now I am an ordinary person, a member of the people, understand?"

The management personnel were in awe, "It's the chief, I will truthfully convey it to the curator and do as you ask."

Wang Yan nodded, and finally took a deep look at the black and white photos, his eyes were slightly moist.

"They are the most respectable people, the cutest fighters!"

After speaking, Wang Yan bowed three times to the black and white photos, turned and left.