While the group was angrily accusing false news of spreading, the office of No. 1 Middle School exploded.
Xu Jing: "Who recorded Mingda? You say it again?!"
Zhao Tiejun shrank his neck, and the aura of the grade director was instantly overwhelmed, and his speech was not so smooth: "Jiang, Jiang Fuyue..."
"Fart! She is seven hundred and five! Seven hundred and five! Do you know what this concept is? You can choose any major in colleges and universities across the country!"
"So she picked Mingda..." Weakly.
Xu Jing burst out laughing, "Old Zhao, old Zhao, why are you learning badly? Want to deceive me? You can't! See if I believe it or not!"
As he spoke, he unscrewed the teacup, tilted up the jiojio, shook it leisurely twice, and lowered his head to take a sip.
Zhao Tiejun suddenly felt complicated, and his eyes were unconsciously stained with sympathy.
Just at this time Meng Zhijian came in from the outside and said, "What's the matter? The atmosphere is very tense..."
Zhao Tiejun walked to his side, and said sadly: "Jiang Fuyue has been recruited by Ming University."
"There's a new joke on the Internet again? What's the joke this time?"
Zhao Tiejun: "..."
Meng Zhijian: "Why do you look at me like that? It can't be Ming University's Ruanguang, who is so popular with the river and the moon?"
"..."
"That's absolutely not allowed! Jiang Fuyue is now our No. 1 Middle School's living signboard, and even a pheasant school like Ming University can't get involved."
"..."
"Old Zhao?" Meng Zhijian paused with a smile, "You're almost done, you have to have a sense of humor, besides, this meme is not funny at all, and today's netizens are so boring!"
"..."
Meng Zhijian swallowed: "You... you can't tell the truth, can you?"
Zhao Tiejun: "Do I seem to be joking? One you, one Lao Xu, I don't believe anything."
"Jiang Fuyue recorded Ming University?!" Meng Zhijian's pupils trembled, and his voice suddenly rose, "That Qiming University in the imperial capital?!"
"yes."
"No, it's impossible..." Meng Zhijian shook his head, and took two steps back, almost unable to stand.
He turned to Xu Jing subconsciously for proof, only to see that the old Xu Jing, who was smiling and relaxed, was trembling at this moment, and his face was so dark that ink dripped out.
"Is it really Ming University?" The voice sounded like a mountain rain was about to come.
Zhao Tiejun nodded: "Actually, I don't understand why I ended up at Ming University..."
There are so many universities in China, Jiang Fuyue chooses with her eyes closed, and she won't be Ming University!
As soon as Yu Wenzhou stepped into the office, he heard the word "Mingda University". He couldn't help being curious: "What's wrong with Mingda University? There won't be any students in our school filling it out, right?"
"..." No one spoke.
Yu Wenzhou blinked: "There are really students filling it out?!"
"..." Still silent, but it was an acquiescence in another sense.
"Who filled out Mingda?"
Zhao Tiejun: "... Jiang Fuyue."
"Pfft—" Yu Wenzhou spat out a mouthful of tea, "Who?!"
"Jiang Fuyue!"
"No... are you kidding me here? She has a full score of 750 and puts B and Q majors aside, so she can fill in Ming University?!"
Zhao Tiejun: "That's the truth."
"Impossible! I must have made a mistake!" Yu Wenzhou immediately denied, "Could someone quietly change her will? It's not like this has never happened before."
Xu Jing and Meng Zhijian couldn't help but see this guess—
"That's right, it's impossible to report to Ming University with her score, unless someone makes trouble!"
"And the possibility of an acquaintance committing the crime is very high! Quickly, call Jiang Fuyue to inquire about the specific situation and see if she has any suspects. If necessary, I can only call the police! Get it right, or else…”
Jiang Fuyue's perfect score in the college entrance examination was completely ruined!
…
When Jiang Fuyue received the call, she had already logged into the website to check the admission results.
Qiming University, the school she once founded, should have a bright future and a bright future, but because of her departure, it lost the honor it deserved.
After twenty years of silence, it should not be decadent anymore.
So, she sent Xiao Shan to be the principal.
Now filling out the report with a full score halo is her first shot to lead Mingda back to the list of first-class universities!
Only loud enough to attract the attention of the outside world.
Four years, this is the time limit Jiang Fuyue set for herself.
If we keep a low profile and strive for progress in a steady manner, it will take until the Year of the Monkey for Ming University to get rid of the stereotype of "pheasant university".
Therefore, we can only speculate.
"It's really fierce enough." Xiao Shan said with a smile on the other end of the phone, I don't know if he was more happy, or more teasing.
No one knew the shock in Xiao Shan's heart when the director of the admissions office came to him in a hurry with a frightened expression on his face, and he stumbled and finished talking about this year's National College Entrance Examination students with full marks in this year's National College Entrance Examination in a trembling voice.
He knows who it is.
No one but that person would dare to do such a crazy thing.
As a double master of Mathematics and Psychology at B University, Xiao Shan is a self-proclaimed genius, but even he can't abandon the halo of a prestigious school and apply for a "pheasant university" in the eyes of the world with the top grades in the country.
It's like... swans bow their heads to eat shit, phoenixes gulp down their feet.
Not everyone has the courage, not even Xiao Shan himself.
But Jiang Fuyue did.
And her purpose may not be known to others, but Xiao Shan knows it clearly——
She wants to prove to everyone that "shit" is not "shit" and "water" is not "footwashing water".
Even if it makes everyone misunderstand: the swan is no longer pure, and the phoenix is not as noble as imagined.
She did not hesitate to carry herself to carry the palanquin for Ming Da!
If Xiao Shan was afraid and curious about this mysterious girl before, now he only has admiration and worship.
"Have you figured out how to explain to your parents, teachers, relatives, friends, and fans on the Internet?"
The other end said lightly: "I don't need to explain to anyone when I make a decision."
Xiao Shan: "..." You are awesome.
As soon as the call here ended, before Jiang Fuyue put down the phone, Xu Jing's call came in.
"Hello."
"Are you okay now?" Xu Jing asked cautiously.
He thought, if someone tampered with her volunteers and got admitted to a pheasant university, then Jiang Fuyue must be in a bad mood now, and maybe she would cry secretly.
However, the truth is: "It's okay."
Xu Jing paused for a moment, then stopped talking: "Do you... know the admission result?"
"Well, I just found out."
Her tone was too calm, so calm that Xu Jing was a little scared.
A ridiculous guess flashed through his mind...
No! impossible!
"Jiang Fuyue, listen to me, your college entrance examination application has been tampered with, now you have to think about who it might be? The suggestion from the school is to call the police immediately and hand it over to the police—"
"Teacher Xu," the girl interrupted him, her clear voice revealing a calmness that does not belong to her age, "First of all, thank you for your concern, but I applied for Ming University myself, and no one tampered with my volunteers."
bang-
Xu Jing loosened his strength, and the phone hit the table.
Meng Zhijian and Yu Wenzhou immediately surrounded him—
"Old Xu? Are you okay?"
"What's the situation? You should say something!"
But Xu Jing froze on the spot like a wooden stake, all expressions were far away from him, only his face was numb and sluggish.
"Old Xu—" Zhao Tiejun stretched out his hand and pushed him.
Finally, it was no longer a wooden stake, but the look of astonishment and pain in his eyes still frightened the three of them.
Meng Zhijian didn't answer whatever he called him, so he simply picked up the phone. Before the call was over, he put it to his ear and asked, "What did you just say? Old Xu looks like he's lost his soul now!"
Jiang Fuyue: "... I took the initiative to report to Ming University."
bang!
The poor cell phone was smashed again, and this time the fool was replaced by Meng Zhijian.
Yu Wenzhou: "?"
Zhao Tiejun: "?"
Is this stupidity full of stupidity
Yu Wenzhou didn't believe in evil, so he went to pick up his phone again, but he didn't have time to say a word, so he heard a few words from the other side, and he was honorably "killed".
Immediately, the way Zhao Tiejun looked at the phone changed.
…
In less than half a day, the news that Jiang Fuyue was admitted to Qiming University spread throughout No. 1 Middle School.
Not only the group of students who graduated from the third year of high school knew about it, but even the younger students who were still in school in other grades also heard about it.
"Oh my god! Is Senior Sister Jiang shaking?"
"You can't shake like this, can you? B University, Q University and Ming University are more than a hundred and eight thousand miles away. How much is this?"
"Rumor? Read Ming University with a perfect score of 750? Are you sure it's not an internet joke?"
"I suspect that Sister Yue filled it out when she was drunk."
"I think it's more reliable to be lowered."
"Am I the only one who thinks she just typed in a school code and submitted it with her eyes closed?"
"The most suspicious behavior of the year!"
"As expected of my sister Yue, if you don't move, you won't move, and if you move, the sky will collapse and the earth will collapse."
"It feels like the teacher in the third year of high school is about to cry and faint in the toilet."
"It's hard to get a full score in all subjects, but it's paired with a pheasant. I'm dizzy too!"
"Isn't this really a prank?"
"Jiang Chenxing, why is your sister? Do you know?"
Brother Jiang's eyes were dazed: "?"
…
Class three and three in high school, in the class group.
The chat page was still stuck on Liu Bowen's message: [Sister Yue going to Ming University? is it possible? The possibility of a comet hitting the earth is greater than this! If it’s true, I’ll take my head off and use it as a bench]
After a strange silence, a piece of news broke the silence—
[Liu Bowen, when are you going to twist your head?]
[Do it yourself, or should we help?]
[Then can I sit on this bench?]
[I also think a little bit...]
[What about people? @刘博文]
Next is a bunch of @his.
Unfortunately, there was no movement for a long time.
[Oh, escaped.]
At that time, Liu Bowen was holding his mobile phone, watching the news that made him turn his head full of screen, trembling.
At the same time, the impact on my heart was huge.
Jiang Fuyue actually applied to Ming University? !
That Mingda!
Depend on-
He couldn't figure it out.
Picture what
Think it has a bad reputation? Bad bedroom? Weak teachers
He clicked on WeChat, found Jiang Fuyue's profile picture, and planned to prove it himself—
[Sister Yue, did you really apply for Ming University?]
After half a minute, the head returned: [Oh.]
It turned out to be true!
Liu Bowen was dumbfounded.
[Why?]
[My pleasure.]
This answer is very Jiang Fuyue.
Willful enough to make people sour.
In Jiang Fuyue's eyes, the perfect score of 750, which many college entrance examinations can't ask for, may be a very common number.
…
The Ling family villa.
Zhou Qin saw off her husband who was going to work in the company as usual, then went back to the living room and asked the servant, "Has Ah Xuan woke up?"
"The young master has woken up early, and he should be in the gymnasium on the first floor by now."
"Work out early in the morning?" Zhou Qin frowned.
The servant nodded: "During this period of time, except for eating, the young master almost stayed in the gym."
Zhou Qin couldn't help but feel relieved when he thought that there were indeed several foreign colleges and universities that needed to undergo a physical fitness test before they could finally get an offer.
She thought about it, and when her son went abroad, she would free up her hands to concentrate on cooking with Ling Qingzhou.
"Send the light salt water prepared in the kitchen to remind Ah Xuan to pay attention to rest."
"Yes, ma'am."
Basement, negative floor.
It was set aside separately as a place for exercise and fitness.
Not only is the equipment complete, but it is even equipped with a table tennis table.
Ling Xuan increased the speed of the treadmill again and again, and the boy's legs also walked faster and faster.
When his body reached the limit and sweat slipped into his eyeballs, he slowed down slowly until he finally stopped.
He got off the treadmill, put his hands on his knees, bowed his back, and gasped for breath.
Sweat dripped onto the floor drop by drop.
Ling Xuan has persisted for more than ten days.
It seems that only the extreme physical challenges brought about by sports can make him temporarily forget the pain of losing love.
But when everything calmed down and his physical condition gradually recovered, the stinging pain swept over again.
Unstoppable!
Ling Xuan knew why—
He was unwilling to be depressed, even brooding!
Jiang Fuyue's merciless refusal was like a sharp knife that had already begun to stab into his heart.
Asking for nothing, tossing and turning.
Therefore, read like thirst, think like mad.
He had to admit that he couldn't accept failure very well.
"Master, this is the light salt water that my wife asked me to give."
Ling Xuan straightened up and said lightly, "Leave it alone."
The servant obeyed, turned and left.
Ling Xuan walked over, picked up the bottle, and suddenly saw that the screen of the phone was always on, and a group of message reminders kept popping up.
He turned on mute, so he didn't notice it before.
While drinking water, he unlocked his phone and clicked on the class group...
In the next second, bang—
The bottle fell to the ground with a loud noise.
The light salt water inside gushed out and dripped all over the floor.
But Ling Xuan didn't feel it, all his senses were captured by the news discussed in the group.
…
"Which university are you going to apply for?"
"Mingda."
"Qiming University?"
"right."
"What are you kidding?!"
…
The conversation between the two of them echoed in my ears.
Ling Xuan didn't expect that Jiang Fuyue would actually apply for Ming University!
He was stunned and stupid, unable to move in place.
I don't know how long it took before he realized it, and immediately found out Jiang Fuyue's mobile phone number and dialed it—
"Sorry, the number you dialed is currently active..."
Two minutes later, he continued to dial, but was still on the phone.
It wasn't until the sixth time that the other end finally picked up—
"Jiang Fuyue, do you really want to report to Ming University?!"
"It's not that I have to apply, but I have already applied." Jiang Fuyue corrected, "Now the admission results are out."
"Why?" Ling Xuan suddenly realized that he seemed to have never understood her before.
Jiang Fuyue has answered this question countless times, but the answer is always the same: "Because, I am willing."
"Do you know what kind of school Mingda is?"
"Know."
"Have you learned about its reputation, evaluation, and ranking among domestic universities?"
"certainly."
Ling Xuan opened his mouth, suddenly not knowing what to say.
Jiang Fuyue waited for him for five seconds, "...if there is nothing else, then I will hang up."
"… good."
call ended.
Was she not curious which school he applied for
Didn't even ask.
Ling Xuan lowered his eyes, suppressing the gloom in them.
…
"Damn!" Jiang Han threw away the phone and jumped up.
Opposite Father Jiang was checking the monthly rent with a calculator. Hearing this, he couldn't help but raise his eyelids and glance at his daughter.
"what's the situation?"
"Dad," Jiang Han swallowed to calm himself down, "Which school do you think Sister Yue was admitted to?"
"which school?"
"I'm afraid you'll faint if you say it."
"Heh... Anyway, it's either B or Q, I'm dizzy?!"
"Wrong! Neither!"
Father Jiang frowned: "...then H University? Or go abroad directly?"
"No!"
"If you want to say it, hurry up, don't say get out!" Patience ran out.
Jiang Han swallowed, his eyes lost his focus, "Sister Yue went to Ming University..."
"What?"
"Ming University—Qi Ming University!"
"Hiss—how did she get there?"
Jiang Han shook his head. Regarding this question, the group has been discussing it, but there is still no official answer.
Don't ask, just ask "I'd love to".
At this time, Ge Meng called suddenly, in a hurry.
Sure enough, it was because of Jiang Fuyue's admission to Ming University.
"...Sister Han, did you know that Si Si also applied to Ming University? Step on the line and get accepted."
"You mean... she guessed in advance that Sister Yue would also report?"
Ge Meng: "Anyway, I don't really know, but it just feels weird."
Especially the phrase "because of the moonlight".
…
Jiang Da and Han Yunru only found out about this after receiving a call from Xu Jing.
The two hurried back home from the shop immediately, before Jiang Da took off the chef's hat on his head.
"Yueyue, did you make a mistake?" Han Yunru's voice trembled.
Jiang Da also looked at his daughter nervously, wanting to say something, but afraid of saying the wrong thing.
Jiang Fuyue had expected such a scene a long time ago, she handed over the water she had prepared in advance, and each had a glass: "Are you tired? Take a sip, it's cold, to cool off the heat."
The couple looked at each other, and then took it.
After drinking, I still can't calm down in my heart.
"Yueyue, you..."
"Mom, it's not a mistake, I chose Mingda on my own initiative."
Han Yunru was taken aback.
But Jiang Da couldn't sit still: "Why Ming University? This school..." He was too embarrassed to continue.
Jiang Fuyue: "The school is not important, the important thing is to keep moving towards the goal."
"So, going to Ming University is also a step forward for you?" Han Yunru said softly.
"Yes." Jiang Fuyue nodded.
"Okay, then mom supports you."
Jiang Da: "?" Why, how did you support it
Jiang Fuyue smiled.
At this time, the landline at home suddenly rang.
Generally, if there is anything in the property management company, it will be contacted through this phone number.
Han Yunru was talking to her daughter and motioned for Jiang Da to pick her up.
"Hello? Yes, the surname is Jiang...Xin? What letter? Or from abroad? We don't know anyone from abroad... You said the recipient is Jiang Fuyue?"
As soon as these words came out, Jiang Fuyue swiped and looked at him.
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Two watches, five thousand words.