Xu Kaiqing has been spending time in the laboratory recently.
If it wasn't for the old boy Yan Zhenfeng who ran up to him, he wouldn't know that Jiang Fuyue won two gold medals in the competition and also posted a PRL.
"Oh." Xu Kaiqing should be very calm.
That's it? Yan Zhenfeng was a little confused.
"You... aren't surprised?"
Xu Kaiqing glanced at him, like looking at a bumpkin who has never been in the city: "Isn't she supposed to win the gold medal? Why are you surprised?"
Well!
Yan Zhenfeng: "There are always surprises, right?"
"The two-subject competition is worth a surprise? Then she won the Nobel, isn't she going to be so happy that she passed out?"
Yan Zhenfeng: "..."
Now that the Nobel Prize is here, how confident are you in Jiang Fuyue
"Cough! Teacher, in fact, I am here today, besides reporting the letter, there is another matter."
"Huh?" Xu Kaiqing raised his eyes, and stopped the action of adjusting the parameters in his hand.
"I asked the Academic Affairs Office to send a recommendation letter to Jiang Fuyue's high school..."
Xu Kaiqing's eyes lit up.
He has always wanted to bring "sorrow" to Q University, but he will not let go, so it would be better if the name is justified.
Immediately, the eyes he looked at Yan Zhenfeng were not so critical, and he even boasted: "Good job!"
Yan Zhenfeng was stunned.
Teacher, was the teacher praising him just now
shouldn't...
When he posted SCI, the teacher said that he used the wrong grammar in the introduction; when he won the highest award in domestic physics research, the teacher thought he had twisted his tie crookedly; Hit and hit.
Right now, just because he sent Jiang Fuyue a recommendation letter, he was praised for the first time
"Why don't you talk?" Xu Kaiqing turned off the instrument and looked at him in a blink of an eye.
"Old, teacher, how are you doing recently?"
"fine."
Yan Zhenfeng swallowed, "What about the spirit?"
Xu Kaiqing: "?" What stupid question is this stupid kid asking
"Just, do you have a fever or something..."
"Tsk! You want to say that I burned out my brain?"
Yan Zhenfeng's scalp tightened, and he said firmly: "Absolutely not!"
"Speak up if you have something to say, and let go of your fart if you have something to say!"
"The School of Computer Science wants to compete with our School of Physics for Jiang Fuyue!"
Xu Kaiqing was taken aback: "What?! Say it again?!"
Yan Zhenfeng immediately repeated.
Bang—
With a slap on the table, Xu Kaiqing said, "It's unreasonable!"
Yan Zhenfeng echoed: "Yes! There is no such reason!"
"Jiang Fuyue is so outstanding, how can there be only two colleges competing?!"
"Yeah... uh! What?"
Xu Kaiqing: "There are only two colleges, and there is too little face-to-face!" That's "worry"! A little bit of everything, a little bit is the "sorrow" of the industry ceiling!
How can there be only two colleges competing
Xu Kaiqing: "No, I have to talk to the deans of several other colleges..."
Yan Zhenfeng: "?" I may have come here by mistake.
…
Qin Libin couldn't help his eyelids twitch when he saw the old man come back in a daze.
"What's the matter? Did Mr. Xu agree?"
Yan Zhenfeng: "The old man called several other academies..."
Qin Libin beamed with joy: "This is also a way. If Jiang Fuyue can't persuade him, it will stop the other colleges from poaching the wall."
"No..." Yan Zhenfeng shook his head dumbly.
"?"
"The teacher called the deans of other colleges to show off. Every word highlights Jiang Fuyue's excellence..."
Qin Libin had a bad feeling.
really-
"Those deans rushed to add optional majors to Jiang Fuyue one by one, all from their own colleges."
"Isn't this encouraging them to rob people? What does Mr. Xu think?"
Yan Zhenfeng: "The teacher said, more people will grab it now, and it will be more annoying when he grabs it in the future."
Qin Libin: "?" What kind of ghostly logic is this
[Subway grandpa looks at his phone] JPG
"Can he guarantee that Jiang Fuyue will definitely choose the School of Physics?"
Yan Zhenfeng: "I also asked this question at the time. He said, no."
Qin Libin: "?"
So, now that the School of Computer Science has not solved the problem, how many other schools have come in to disrupt the situation
…
Speaking of Linhuai, the entrance of No. 1 Middle School is still lively.
Most of those who came to report in the morning were resident students, and many of them came from other districts, counties, or even other provinces.
As for day students, such as Jiang Fuyue, Ling Xuan, and Zhong Ziang, because they lived close together, they didn't have to make their beds, so they usually arrived in the afternoon.
At two o'clock in the afternoon, Ling's villa.
Zhou Qin came to the study on the second floor with a cup of naturally cooled tea. Seeing that the door was open, she pushed the door open without thinking too much—
"Honey, Ah Xuan is ready, when will we..."
She paused, ignoring her husband's hastily put away the photos and locked them in the safe, and finished the last two words with a smile: "Leaving?"
The man got up, walked around the desk, with a straight posture and a gentle expression: "It can be done now."
"The tea..." Zhou Qin hesitated and handed it over.
Ling Qingzhou waved: "let it go."
Zhou Qin put it on the table, then took the man's arm and smiled sweetly: "Let's go, Ah Xuan is waiting for us downstairs."
"Um."
Today is the first day of school. According to the usual practice, no matter how busy Ling Qingzhou is, she will find time to send her son to report.
"dad."
"Well." Ling Qingzhou nodded slightly: "Have you brought all the things?"
"Bring them all."
A family of three set off.
At the same time, Yi's car also drove slowly towards No. 1 Middle School.
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