"Didn't you just say, partner and partner?"
"It turns out that when I was still working on May 3rd, Sister Yue had already partnered with a scientific researcher. Huh... why do high school students make things difficult for high school students?"
"Professor Xie looks like elder sister Yue. What he did just now is like an old hen protecting her cubs!"
"Elder... It seems reasonable, after all, he is almost ten years older!"
"I'm more curious whether Sister Yue calls him Brother or Uncle in private, hehe..."
"Uncle, the academic status is there."
"Secretly ask, is there anyone who takes CP?"
The crowd was silent for two seconds.
"I want to, but I dare not."
"I'm doing it quietly."
"Hey! I finally found the organization, I thought I was the only one with the guts."
"Jimeis, I just took a video of Professor Xie holding Sister Yue's waist, do you want to watch it?"
"send to me!"
"I also want!"
"And me! And me!"
"How about we build a group? The name of the group is... Yuanyue Sugar Refining Factory?"
"Ok, Ok!"
"Sisters! From now on, fuck me to death!"
"Has the video been posted?"
"It's gone..."
"Fuck! Waist! Grab your waist!"
"Pupil earthquake!"
"Professor Xie's boyfriend has exploded! And my sister Yue's small waist, woo woo woo, what a face!"
"It turns out that in the romance novel, 'his big palm embraces her slender waist' is true! Ahh—I'm going to die!"
"Although I know it's impossible, I still want to crack my teeth!"
"Yuanyue girl—Chong Duck!"
Because of the excitement, the rooster crowed... oh no, it was the screams that spread, causing the boys around to look sideways.
"Hey, what are you talking about?"
"Secret! Hee hee..."
The roster of the national training team remains unchanged, and Jiang Fuyue ranks first with a full score, which is a certainty.
…
The good news came back to Linhuai immediately, and the old principal Hu Yongwei put down his phone, smiling all over his face.
"Old Hu, why are you so happy?" Seeing this, the principal of No. 2 Middle School sitting next to him asked casually.
"Oh, I just saw a WeChat message."
The principal of the third middle school in front turned around and smiled: "Is it good news?"
Hu Yongwei nodded, unable to hide his smile: "It's indeed good news, I'm happy for the children."
The principal of No. 2 Middle School and the principal of No. 3 Middle School looked at each other.
"About the students? What's the specific situation? Let's hear it?"
"Cough!" Hu Yongwei cleared his throat, "Actually, it's nothing, it's just that the CMO results came out, and a few children did well in the exam."
Due to the abnormality of the joint exam questions this year, very few students were shortlisted for the CMO in Linhuai this year, and only a few only seedlings emerged from the first middle school.
For this reason, the principal of No. 2 Middle School was stunned for several days, talking to the teacher in charge of the training below one after another.
Now Hu Yongwei suddenly brought up the CMO, which poked the scar in his heart on the spot.
The expression was subtle for a moment.
The principal of the third middle school watched it calmly and was happy to watch.
Anyway, the third middle school has never been better than the first middle school and the second middle school. There is no competition, but it is calm.
"Successful." The principal of No. 2 Middle School said with a certain tone, his chin slightly raised, "How is it? Has anyone been selected for the national training team?"
Hu Yongwei nodded: "Yes."
"Oh, then congratulations. No. 1 Middle School has always been excellent in Mathematics Olympiad. I remember that in the year with the best results, two students entered the national training team, right?"
"Um."
"Unfortunately, I still missed the IMO in the end." The principal of No. 2 Middle School sighed and shook his head, "I hope this year will be better."
Hu Yongwei's smile didn't change: "This year should be better than before. After all, we made two advances in the past, but this time we made four advances."
"How many?" The principal of No. 2 Middle School was taken aback.
"Four." Hu Yongwei replied.
"If I remember correctly, there are only four students in Linhuai who have been shortlisted for CMO this year, right?" the principal of No. 3 Middle School added with a smile.
"All entered the national team?!"
Hu Yongwei nodded.
The principal of No. 2 Middle School was depressed on the spot.
The principal of No. 3 Middle School: "To be able to enter the national team, the ranking must be high, fifty or thirty?"
Hu Yongwei: "Thirty."
"Hey, that's really good," the principal of No. 3 Middle School said from the bottom of his heart, if he didn't smile too gloatingly, "By the way, what are the exact rankings of the four children? Isn't there Jiang Fuyue who has the highest score in the entrance exam? Did you get full marks again this time?"
The last sentence was just a casual remark, and the principal of the third middle school himself thought it was impossible.
Once is luck, how can there be such luck every time
but-
Hu Yongwei nodded: "When it comes to Mathematics, Physics and Chemistry, she never gets below the perfect score, so it's not surprising."
The principal of No. 3 Middle School: "?"
"On the contrary, the other three are even more surprising."
"Why, why are you surprised?"
Hu Yongwei: "One is second, and two are tied for fifth."
The principal of No. 3 Middle School stared in disbelief, "It means, how many of them got into the top five? Jiang Fuyue also won the first place with a full score?!"
"That's right, that's right."
The principal of the third middle school: "..." The mouth is a bit cheap, so the face hurts very much.
The principal of No. 2 Middle School: "..." Should I vomit blood, or should I faint? This is a problem.
Intermission ends and the second half of the meeting begins.
Several leaders of the Education Bureau re-entered their seats, but before the meeting agenda continued in the first half, they congratulated Hu Yongwei in person in front of the thirty-six middle school principals present.
Then, the news spread completely—
"No.1 Middle School is stronger again."
"If IMO wins another award, plus the previous IPhO and IOI, then it will be a grand slam!"
"I haven't seen No. 1 Middle School so strong before? You only got up in the last year?"
"It is said that it is because of a gifted student."
"I know! Jiang Fuyue! It's been trending several times."
"Looking at Lao Hu smiling... I'm so envious! It would be great if I could have a student like this in my 18th Middle School!"
…
The CMO was successfully concluded, and candidates who failed to enter the national training team could return to the local area and prepare for the start of school.
The shortlisted students will have three days off.
Three days later, the national team training officially began.
Xu Jing packed his things and returned to Linhuai that afternoon. Firstly, the local team leader was no longer needed for the training camp, and more professional team leader teachers would take over until the end of IMO.
Secondly, school is about to start, as the head teacher, he still has a lot of things to do, it is impossible to leave the whole class for four students.
Chen Cheng was also there.
"My mother's birthday is tomorrow, and I want to go back and be with her."
Tan Jiaxu applied for a two-day, two-night local tour group, "I haven't been to the imperial capital yet, I just want to walk around and take some photos back home."
Ling Xuan has relatives in the emperor, and after the closing ceremony, he was picked up by a Maybach.
So, in the evening, Jiang Fuyue was the only one left staying at the hotel and did not leave.
The one who invited her before Ling Xuan left—
"My aunt has a villa in the suburbs. This time I will go there alone. If you want, we can go together. Anyway, there are so many rooms, and the suburbs are quiet, no one will disturb you."
"Thank you, but I have promised to live at my uncle's house."
"... Oh." The boy left disappointed.
The mineral water had already been drunk, so Jiang Fuyue went downstairs to buy it, and when she came back, she met a girl in the corridor. They were in the same examination room, at the front and back desks, and talked several times.
"Sister Yue! Aren't you going home?"
"take back."
"Then why are you still here now? It's almost dark."
Jiang Fuyue smiled slightly: "Wait for someone."
"Oh, then I'll go first, bye."
"goodbye."
The two passed by each other, the girl made an excited comparison, took out her mobile phone, and started typing—
[Guess who I saw?]
[Who?]
[Sister Yue! Ahhh—she said goodbye to me, and smiled at me, how can there be such a beautiful, polite, smart and high-IQ girl in the world?]
…
The sky is getting dark and the lights are on.
Jiang Fuyue was processing the documents accumulated by the group during this time in the room.
Suddenly, a WeChat notification sounded.
She clicked on it, and there were only two words—
[Come down.]
ten minutes later.
Jiang Fuyue walked out of the hotel, suddenly, her feet stopped.
Across the road, the man was leaning against the car. The stiff suit at the closing ceremony had now been replaced by a gray windbreaker with the zipper open and the neckline standing up slightly.
At first glance, it looks less serious and more chic.
Jiang Fuyue raised her eyebrows.
When the man saw her, he subconsciously stood up straight, and put his hands into the pockets of the windbreaker nervously.
Jiang Fuyue walked over, "Waiting for a long time?"
Xie Dingyuan shook his head: "It's not too long."
While speaking, he personally opened the passenger door for her.
Jiang Fuyue bowed and sat in.
Xie Dingyuan walked around to the other side, sat down, and started the engine: "Let's go eat first."
Half an hour later, the black Land Rover stopped in front of a hot pot restaurant.
Just as Jiang Fuyue got out of the car, a domineering scent entered her nostrils, and she couldn't help but began to swallow.
Xie Dingyuan parked the car, and the two went in.
The waiter led them directly to the private room.
When ordering food, Xie Dingyuan was already familiar with it.
Jiang Fuyue took a few glances at the side, and it was basically her favorite food.
"What's the matter?" After handing the menu to the waiter, Xie Dingyuan looked at her sideways, just in time to catch the girl's scrutiny.
"It's okay." Jiang Fuyue shook her head.
The pot is a mandarin duck pot, and it is served very quickly.
Dishes were also brought in one after another.
Next, Jiang Fuyue only needs to eat, saving on boiling and pinching, because...
Someone does it for you.
Xie Dingyuan: "This is five seconds, this is fifteen seconds, and this..."
He remembers it all.
"I'll come by myself, you can eat too."
"Well, I'm eating."
However, the fact is that Xie Dingyuan will give her a bunch if he eats one bite.
Jiang Fuyue: "..."
Is this man too diligent
Xie Dingyuan felt good, because the book said that a considerate man is more likely to gain points.
So, how many points does he add now
Have you reached the passing line
After eating, Xie Dingyuan went outside to pay the bill, Jiang Fuyue stayed in the private room for a while, and went to the bathroom.
When he came out, he suddenly bumped into a man pushing the door open.
He was probably drunk, his cheeks were flushed, his eyes were dazed, and he walked crookedly.
Seeing Jiang Fuyue, the man was stunned for a moment, and stopped tugging at the neckline.
"Sorry, you went wrong."
The man glanced around in a daze, paused for a few seconds, and finally realized, "Sorry."
"En." Jiang Fuyue didn't move, she was waiting for the other party to leave.
Suddenly: "Did I see you somewhere?"
Jiang Fuyue's tone was cold: "Sorry, I haven't seen you."
"No, I must have seen you!" The man made a gesture and stepped forward.
"stop-"
He stopped and asked again, "What's your name?"
"No comment."
The girl's undisguised indifference and defensiveness were clearly seen by the man.
Zhong Yunyi laughed in a low voice, and suddenly found it very interesting, "You," he paused, "do you know who I am?"
Jiang Fuyue had heard the same lines in Fang Liuliu's mouth not long ago.
She asked, "Are you RMB?"
"What?"
"Everyone needs to know who you are."
Zhong Yunyi was a little dazed, maybe because he was drunk, or maybe because he has been in the top position for a long time, he has not been ridiculed face to face like this for many years.
For a while, I felt novelty.
"I'm not RMB," he shook his head, then changed the subject, "but I have RMB."
"Please get out."
The man turned a deaf ear and stepped forward suddenly: "Which university are you from, I—"
In the next second, there was a muffled hum.
Zhong Yunyi leaned forward, covered his abdomen with his hands, raised his head in disbelief, and looked at the girl who was retracting her legs.
"You, kick me?" He was shocked.
"If you don't get out, I will not only kick you, but also throw you, believe it or not?"
there has never been!
No one has ever dared to do this!
"You fucking—"
Before he finished speaking, there was a bang, and the world was spinning before his eyes.
When Zhong Yunyi reacted, he had already fallen to the ground, with a white ceiling in front of his eyes, and a dull pain in his back.
Jiang Fuyue took two steps back, took her bag and coat, turned and went out.
With that calm back and calm footsteps, it seemed that she wasn't the one who fell a second ago.
"You stop—" Zhong Yunyi chased after him.
But in the corridor, he ran into Xie Dingyuan who came back from paying the bill.
The brother-in-law and brother-in-law met each other on the spot, and both were taken aback.
"Xiao Jiu? Why are you here?"
He remembered that Xie Dingyuan never ate hot pot
Xie Dingyuan called his brother-in-law first, and then asked, "Why did you come out of our private room?"
us
It was only at this moment that Zhong Yunyi realized that the girl had already stood beside Xie Dingyuan, and was looking at him with him, her eyes showing scrutiny.
The brain suddenly shuddered, and Zhong Yunyi suddenly pressed his temples with alcohol, and his footsteps also staggered.
"I'm sorry, I... maybe... hiccup! I drank a little too much, so I went to the wrong private room and made a misunderstanding."
Never mentioning that he was kicked and thrown by Jiang Fuyue.
Xie Dingyuan frowned: "I'll call my eldest sister and ask her to pick you up."
"Yeah." Zhong Yunyi leaned against the wall and nodded in a daze, "That's fine, otherwise I really can't find an excuse to slip away."
Xie Dingyuan turned around and made a phone call.
Zhong Yunyi looked at the girl: "I'm sorry just now, I'm not clear-headed, and I recognized the wrong person."
"Yeah." Neither salty nor bland.
I don't know if I believe it or not.
A trace of interest flashed across the man's eyes, which was fleeting.
Xie Dingyuan finished the call quickly.
Zhong Yunyi seemed to wake up a little bit, stood up straight, and looked at Jiang Fuyue very openly: "Ah Yuan, who is this?"
"… my friend."
After finishing speaking, he bowed his head, stopped next to Jiang Fuyue's ear, and introduced in a low voice: "This is my brother-in-law, and also Zhong Ziang's father."
Jiang Fuyue raised her eyebrows, and then she looked at the half-drunk and half-dressed man in front of her.
The facial outline was indeed somewhat similar to that of Zhong Ziang.
And I can't tell the age at all. Looking at it, I thought I was in his early thirties, but I didn't expect my son to be so old.
But as far as she knew, the relationship between Zhong Ziang and his father was not very good.
Xie Dingyuan: "Eldest sister should arrive soon, then we'll leave first."
"good."
The two turned and left.
Zhong Yunyi stood where he was, looking at the direction the two left, his eyes narrowed slightly.
friend
Since when did Ah Yuan have female friends
Oh, interesting!
Xie Yunzao arrived twenty minutes later.
When I got out of the car, I saw a man standing in front of the hot pot restaurant smoking a cigarette, his coat was folded in his arms, and the collar of his shirt was ripped in a mess.
A little scarlet on the fingertips flickered against the night wind, and the whole person leaned against the pillar, with long legs and strong waist, adding evil charm.
Xie Yunzao walked over and stopped in front of him: "Drunk or not?"
"No."
"Then what did you call me for?"
Zhong Yunyi stretched out his long arms and hugged his wife's shoulders: "Isn't this a call from Xiaojiu? You didn't refuse either."
Xie Yunzao pushed him: "It smells like alcohol, it stinks to death."
"Well, fortunately, my wife smells good enough."
The corner of the woman's mouth twitched: "Why did you meet Xiao Jiu?"
"I'm also wondering why I ran into him..."
"Hearing your tone, do you not want to meet him?"
Zhong Yunyi leaned against the woman's shoulder, and laughed softly: "How dare I? It's just... a hot pot restaurant, don't you find it strange?"
Xie Yunzao frowned, "Xiao Jiu doesn't eat hot pot..."
"Yeah, don't eat hot pot, don't have girlfriends, today I have both..."
"What do you mean? Stand still! Don't mess around, are you annoying?"
Xie Yunzao pushed him away.
"Hiss," Zhong Yunyi gasped, "Don't touch my stomach, it hurts!"
"What? Got beaten?"
"Hey, really..."
Xie Yunzao was most annoyed by his foolish look, "I don't have time to joke with you, what did you say about Xiaojiu just now? What girlfriend?"
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Two more together, five thousand words.
Three shifts at noon tomorrow.
Today is Xiegou wearing a windbreaker~
Zhong Ziang: You may not believe it, not only me, my old uncle, but also my own father were all thrown by Jiang Fuyue, isn't it amazing