After Rebirth, I Am the White Moonlight of All The Big Brothers

Chapter 341: The two courts are robbing people, and the moon is sweet (second update)

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"No..." Yan Zhenfeng suddenly realized, "Didn't she attend training at both ends during that time? Where did she find time to work on her thesis?"

Qin Libin moved his wrists, and after listening, he gave him a sideways glance: "Did you forget that there was a time when Jiang Fuyue was crazily speeding up and left immediately after finishing the test paper? It should be in a hurry to do the experiment."

"Speaking of experiments, she used our school's A1, right?"

Qin Libin: "There should be no second interdisciplinary laboratory that meets the requirements."

"But didn't Professor Shen borrow that time? How did Jiang Fuyue use it?"

Qin Libin: "Have you forgotten her friendship with Mr. Xu?"

"Tsk tsk, little girl is terrible!"

"Hurry up and urge the Academic Affairs Office to send the recommendation notice, so as not to have long nights and dreams." Qin Libin reminded.

"Don't worry, what I'm staring at has already been sent to Linhuai."

Qin Libin was suddenly curious: "Which major do you think Jiang Fuyue will choose?"

The recommendation notice stated that the School of Physics is optional, but the School of Physics is so large and has so many subdivisions, and each subdivision has different research directions.

This choice is dazzling.

Yan Zhenfeng pondered for a moment: "I think engineering physics is more suitable for her."

"Tsk, you have the nerve to let a girl play the national heavy weapon?"

Yan Zhenfeng: "But don't you think Jiang Fuyue's aura is very suitable for heavy industry research?"

"I don't think so. I'm optimistic about her choosing quantum computing."

"Fart—" Yan Zhenfeng reacted greatly, "That's something that the Department of Computer Science has put together to bluff people. Our School of Physics doesn't engage in those fancy, speculative things!"

"But as far as I know, the School of Computer Science has also greeted the Office of Academic Affairs."

Yan Zhenfeng was taken aback: "What hello?"

"On the recommendation notice, Jiang Fuyue can choose majors in addition to all majors in the School of Physics, and all majors in the School of Computer Science."

"What?!" Yan Zhenfeng's eyes widened, and then he was furious, "Is the School of Computer Science trying to rob me? Since you know, why didn't you tell me earlier?!"

"Is it useful? Can you make the School of Computer Science give up such a good seed as Jiang Fuyue?"

Totally impossible!

The source of students is the most precious thing in Q University.

Yan Zhenfeng was depressed.

"Besides, you think the School of Computer Science is robbing you, but the other party thinks you are robbing them!"

"Fart! It's obvious that the School of Physics is the first!"

The corner of Qin Libin's mouth twitched: "Old Yan, I don't want to hurt you, but I still can't help but say that Jiang Fuyue has won gold medals in both IPhO and IOI, with a perfect double score, and she is amazingly talented in both disciplines. In other words, objective reasons have been ruled out for the final choice, and there is no computer or physics in Jiang Fuyue's body, but the subject she wants to choose subjectively."

Yan Zhenfeng pursed his lips, and sighed heavily for a while: "You said Jiang Fuyue, wouldn't it be nice if she got an IPhO gold medal? Why did she also get the IOI gold medal? Stamp collection or promotion?"

Students are too stupid to be a teacher.

The students are too good, but I still have a headache.

In short, this end is not going to get better!

Qin Libin patted him on the shoulder: "Dude, I want to open it up."

"I can't think about it! No, no, no! I can't just watch the School of Computer Science snatch people away. I'll go to the teacher..."

Qin Libin pondered for a moment: "Don't say it, it's really worth a try. It's not easy for us to persuade Jiang Fuyue, but Mr. Xu is different. His words have more status than the two of us, and it may be useful!"

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Second watch, one thousand words.

There is three more, about half past one.