inside the car.
Shen Qiannan supported the steering wheel and looked straight ahead, but his peripheral vision fell on Jiang Fuyue from time to time.
The latter was lowering his head to send Xie Dingyuan a WeChat message, but unfortunately, there was no reply for more than five minutes.
When I called, a mechanical female voice reminded me to shut down.
Jiang Fuyue's eyes were clear.
Suddenly, "The one who blocked you just now was Lou Mingshen?"
"Maybe."
Shen Qiannan frowned, what kind of answer is this
Jiang Fuyue: "You know him?"
"I have a school-enterprise cooperation project with Lou's Group, and I have seen it several times during meetings."
"oh."
Shen Qiannan rolled his eyes: "How did you meet him?"
Jiang Fuyue: "I don't know."
"Ah? Then why is he blocking you?"
"I don't know."
Shen Qiannan: "..."
"Tsk, you're quite capable of causing trouble. Didn't they say you took something? Cough..." He coughed lightly, "So, did you take it?"
Jiang Fuyue turned her head and glanced at him with a half-smile: "What do you think?"
Shen Qiannan: "..." The ball kicked over, but she kicked it back intact.
Crazy!
"Okay, I won't ask Lou Mingshen, I'll ask Lao Xie! What's the matter with you and Lao Xie? Why did he suddenly ask me to pick you up? You two...together?"
The last sentence was tentative with a bit of caution, which had already exceeded the topic limit between friends, but Shen Qiannan couldn't help it, he was curious!
The heart is like a cat scratching, and the brain is full of imagination.
If he remembers correctly, the intersection between the two is limited to that borrowing of the A1 laboratory, right
It was he who came forward to negotiate with Xie Dingyuan on Jiang Fuyue's behalf, and finally persuaded him to lend half of it.
At that time, Lao Xie still had a face of reluctance and reluctance.
How long has it been since the two of them went to the hotel to open a room? !
Grass—
Jiang Fuyue has just graduated from high school, how can he do it
Subconsciously, Shen Qiannan felt that Xie Dingyuan was not this kind of person.
But the facts are in front of us again—
First of all, Lao Xie called and asked him to pick up the person. This behavior alone is very abnormal.
When did Lao Xie get into trouble
almost none.
But this time it was for a girl
Shen Qiannan didn't find it strange at all to be someone else, but for Xie Dingyuan who didn't even have a female mosquito around him, it was unprecedented.
In addition, when Jiang Fuyue checked out just now, she returned two room cards.
This makes people have to think too much.
When Jiang Fuyue heard this, a smile rose from the corner of her mouth: "Professor Xie and I..."
Shen Qiannan immediately pricked up his ears.
"you guess?"
"?" He was dumbfounded.
"No... the little girl is teasing me?"
Jiang Fuyue: "Didn't Xie Dingyuan tell you?"
"The phone hangs up quickly, and then it turns off after calling, how can you tell me?"
"Then wait until he's free."
Shen Qiannan: "?" You "seduced" me, but you don't want to take responsibility
"Tell me, or I won't be able to sleep tonight..."
Jiang Fuyue turned her head to look out the window, and smiled: "Here we are."
Shen Qiannan: "..."
"Thank you." After finishing speaking, he opened the door and got out of the car, walked around to the trunk to pick up his luggage, thanked him again, and then turned to leave.
Shen Qiannan pia slapped his hands, "I told you to drive so fast! I told you to drive so fast! Stinky paw!"
…
"Yueyue is back—" Han Heng roared, calling out the whole family.
Han Ke stepped forward to take the luggage and handed it to the servant: "Have you worked hard all the way? Are you tired?"
Han Shen came out of the study without taking off his glasses: "Didn't you say you'll be back tomorrow? Have you changed your schedule?"
Han Qishan called her to the sofa and sat down: "Come, have a sip of tea and rest for a while. Did you have a good time this trip?"
Jiang Fuyue answered them one by one.
The whole Han family was very happy tonight.
At night, Jiang Fuyue still didn't receive Xie Dingyuan's WeChat reply, and her phone was still turned off.
After resting at home for two days, Jiang Fuyue still couldn't stay idle and plunged into the laboratory.
The old man sighed: "Yueyue is going to be a female scientist?"
Han Shen thought for a while: "Don't say it, it's really possible."
Han Heng smiled immediately: "Then Yueyue must be the most beautiful female scientist."
Jiang Fuyue soon started to start a new research project, and did not forget to discuss with Xiaoliu about building a laboratory building.
She went through all the drawings, put forward appropriate suggestions for revision, and then discussed with Xiao Liu to see if it was feasible before finalizing it.
It's not a matter of one word, she has the final say.
Xiao Liu has always known that Jiang Fuyue is very powerful, and he often reads news reports and listens to Hu Ben and Jiang Ke's thoughts, but he only stays at the "hearing" stage and has never experienced it himself.
This time he finally saw it.
The first is Jiang Fuyue's understanding of the construction industry. From professional knowledge to specific construction, she can speak clearly and clearly.
Xiao Liu almost thought she had worked in this industry, and asked her which construction sites she had been to in a foolish manner.
result…
He just read the professional book for two nights, and checked the relevant information on the Internet by the way.
It turns out that someone really can "strategize" by "talking on paper".
The second is Jiang Fuyue's extreme pursuit of details.
At first she just described the problem, and Xiao Liu conveyed it to the designer, who then revised the drawings.
It may be because there was an extra narration in the middle, but the revised drawings still failed to satisfy Jiang Fuyue.
Simply communicate directly with the designer, but the effect is still not ideal.
What Jiang Fuyue described and what the designer drew are completely two different things.
In the end she simply did it herself—painting, drawing, paper!
"Absurd! Does a layman know the drawing specifications? Can he know CAD? Do he know what earthwork quantity is?" The designer was furious on the spot, and said, "Okay, since you question my ability to work, then love whoever I am. Don't do it?!"
This is a "talent" that Xiao Liu tried his best to poach from a rival company, and he immediately tried to appease him, and then persuaded him to come back.
Then he started bragging about how powerful Jiang Fuyue is, how awesome she is, "...From the time I know her to now, there is nothing she wants to do that she can't do!"
The designer sneered, "Mr. Yuan, it's not that I don't believe you, but that you underestimate the professionalism of the construction industry. For a person who has never been in this industry, do you think the drawings she draws can be used?"
Xiao Liu rubbed his nose: "Draw first, and then talk when you can't use it. Do you think it will work? Try it left and right, and you won't lose anything."
The designer sighed, folded his arms and folded his chest: "Okay, I want to see what a layman can draw!"
As a result, I was slapped in the face the next day.
When the drawing was unfolded, the designer was dumbfounded on the spot: "This... is this drawn by her?"
The lines are neat, the annotations are clear, and the scale is standardized. After careful inspection, he did not find any professional mistakes.
Looking at the effect of the drawing again, the orientation and appearance of the revised building have been adjusted, making it more scientific and beautiful.
"It's so perfect..." He couldn't help marveling, stroking the blueprint like a lover, stroking every detail, he couldn't put it down.
Xiao Liu smiled and said nothing.
Anyway, I get used to it when my face hurts, and there is an adaptation process.
After finalizing all the details, Jiang Fuyue retired, leaving the rest to Xiao Liu to implement.
…
That night.
Jiang Fuyue came out of the laboratory and drove away from Ming University, but did not return to Han's house, but drove to the suburbs.
The moon and stars are sparse, and the night is deep.
Outside the Rose Garden Cemetery, the flower shop is about to close.
Sudden-
"Any roses?"
The proprietress paused, and saw a girl wearing a peaked cap appearing by the window, with a loose coat covering her upper body.
"Huh? It's you! The girl who buys roses every time!"
Jiang Fuyue nodded slightly: "Hello. Is there any more?"
"There are some, but there are only white roses left, is that okay?"
"Um."
The proprietress packed it in twos and twos, and added a few more sticks.
Jiang Fuyue: "By the way, take another bouquet of daisies."
"Well, I'm sorry, the daisies are gone."
"Forget it."
Jiang Fuyue gave the money, took the flowers, and walked straight to the cemetery.
She went all the way up to Zhao Chuxiu's tomb, brushed off the dust on the stele, and bent down to put down the rose.
Jiang Fuyue stood quietly in front of the tomb, looked at the still young woman in the photo, and said nothing.
A gust of wind blew the branches rustling.
She turned around and left, passing Lou Yunzhong's tomb nearby without stopping.
Without daisies, she didn't even bother to look at them any longer.
Going up is Lou Mingyue's tomb.
Jiang Fuyue didn't buy flowers, she brought other things.
Reaching out from the bag, he took out a scroll of inscriptions and a photo, and then took out a lighter, slap—
ignite.
Seeing the inscription was swept by the flames, the photos were instantly reduced to ashes.
Jiang Fuyue turned and left, her back disappeared into the night.
When I got home, the three uncles were all in the living room, and the old man was still up.
"Yueyue is back?"
"Well, uncle, why don't you rest?"
The living room is usually empty at this point.
"Hey," Han Heng rubbed his hands, "Isn't this waiting for you to come back?"
"Wait for me? Is there something wrong?"
"Come, come, sit down and talk, drink some water first." Han Heng pushed her onto the sofa, sat down, and poured another glass of water into her hand.
Jiang Fuyue was puzzled.
"Cough... That's it. Tomorrow we plan to go with you. Do you have any objections?"
After Han Heng finished speaking, the old man, Han Shen, and Han Ke all looked at her nervously.
Only then did Jiang Fuyue realize that school will start tomorrow!
They want to send her to school.
"Okay, I think so, just because I'm afraid of delaying you..."
Han Shen immediately stated: "No delay."
Han Ke also nodded: "I have already asked for leave."
Han Heng dug out his new hat and mask: "Tomorrow I'm going to wrap it up until my father doesn't even recognize it!"
Father Han Qishan: "?"
…
The next day the family had breakfast and set off for school.
The University of Ming Dynasty has regulations that freshmen must live on campus.
So this trip went to two cars, the first car took people, and the second car loaded things, including bed sheets, quilt covers, clothes, daily necessities and so on.
Jiang Fuyue took a look before getting into the car, good guy, they are all brand new with a complete range, and it took a lot of thought to see them.
What she didn't know was that Han Qishan had started buying these things as early as when she received her admission letter and was determined to study at Ming University.
It started as a checklist of the basic things a college student would need to live on campus.
Han Qishan felt that there were too few, so he added a lot later, such as a full-length mirror, a wall breaker, a humidifier, and so on.
He added one when he thought of it, and added another when he remembered it. During that time, he kept his pen and paper with him so that he could take out and write down whatever came to his mind.
Han Heng was a little sour, and complained to Han Ke: "We used to go to college and live on campus, why didn't we see him so careful and thoughtful? I even bought quilts by myself, and I didn't even dare to think about things like humidifiers and treadmills. "
Yes, the old man knew that Jiang Fuyue had the habit of exercising in the morning, so he specially bought a treadmill!
He had inquired about it, and the accommodation conditions in Ming University were very good, the dormitory was spacious, and there was more than enough room for a treadmill.
Han Ke couldn't help being a little hot-eyed. While soothing Han Heng's emotions, he turned his head and said to Han Shen sourly: "It's too serious for Dad to be separated from each other."
Treat them like grass, treat the moon and moon like treasures, I'm afraid they are not comprehensive enough.
As an old man, Han Shen naturally couldn't follow his two younger brothers to make noises and persuade him with nice words. As for what he thinks in his heart, whether he is sour or not, only he himself knows.
At ten o'clock in the morning, two cars drove into Ming University one after the other.
Yes, Mingda not only allows parents to accompany the registration, but also opens the gate to allow vehicles to enter.
On campus, in order to prevent congestion, guards were specially arranged to direct traffic on the spot.
But even so, it was still blocked.
Jiang Fuyue turned her head to look out the window, all she could see were luxury cars.
Ming University deserves to be called "noble chicken among pheasants".
There is a saying circulating on the Internet: If you go to Qiming University and bump into any boy, you may be the kind of wealthy son-in-law your mother likes, just like going to B University or Q University and bumping into a random student is very likely to be a top student.
Sitting in the car, Han Shen saw many acquaintances in the business field.
Occasionally lower the window to say hello.
After finally driving to the downstairs of the dormitory, several servants got off the second car and began to move things inside.
"Yueyue lives in Building A 4-3, don't move by mistake."
"Whoever has a fragile item attached, be careful not to break it."
"Although the school said that the dormitory has been cleaned in advance, it is still not at ease. You should clean it again inside and out."
"besides… "
Han Qishan was like a butterfly, running here and there for a while, running back and forth, nagging non-stop.
At this time, a call came to Han Shen's cell phone.
"Mom? Yes, at Ming University... The second and third children are with Dad... Now? Okay, I get it."
When Han Qishan heard the "Mom", his movements slowed down, and while talking to the servant, he secretly rubbed his ears.
"Cough! Your mother called?"
Han Shen: "Yes."
"What did you say?"
"Mom said that she has reserved a private room in the Hongsheng Building outside the school, and has already ordered the dishes. Let us go over to have dinner after finishing here."
The old man rolled his eyes: "Did she come alone?"
Han Shen: "... No, there is also Uncle Qin."
Han Qishan's old face instantly darkened.
But in the end he gritted his teeth and went.
When they went in, Shi Qingzhi embraced Yueyue first, then greeted the three sons separately, but didn't look at Han Qishan, as if he was superfluous.
The old man: "..."
It was Qin Yuanchen who saw his uneasy expression, and hurried forward to say hello: "Old Han, come and sit here."
"I want you to manage!"
Qin Yuanchen smiled with a good temper, but was not angry.
Don't look at Han Qishan's nose is not a nose, eyes are not eyes, he only dared to lose his temper with Qin Yuanchen when Qingzhi was behind his back, and shook his face.
In front of him, he didn't dare to be so rampant, at most he just didn't speak and didn't respond.
In the end, Anan finished the meal.
Shi Qingzhi held Jiang Fuyue's hand: "If you are not used to living in the dormitory, tell grandma, let's move out."
Jiang Fuyue raised her eyebrows: "Didn't Ming University require freshmen to live on campus?"
"That's a regulation on the surface. How to operate it depends on the person? How many of those students do you think have lived there for a full year?"
Han Shen leaned over and whispered, "Your grandma used to stay at Q University anyway, and knew quite a few people. Now Ming University's new principal, Xiao Shan, is her student."
Jiang Fuyue did not expect to have such a relationship.
The old lady worked at Q University before she got divorced. She was a serious professor and graduate tutor.
The same generation as Xu Kaiqing, the two are very good friends.
Therefore, when Xu Kaiqing saw Han Yunru for the first time at the Linhuai pancake shop, he felt familiar.
Jiang Fuyue: "Isn't Xiao Shan from the Department of Mathematics of University Q?"
The old lady used to be in the School of Economics and Management, and then transferred to the Department of Physics. How could she be Xiao Shan's teacher
Seeing her mention Xiao Shan's major in one breath, Shi Qingzhi was slightly surprised.
But after thinking about it, she quickly felt relieved—her family Yueyue was different from ordinary people, so it's not surprising to know this.
"When Xiao Shan was an undergraduate student at Q University, he minored in physics, and I was his professional course teacher. Later, I heard that he gave up his doctorate and went to work in the south. Later, a series of accidents happened, and he almost thought he would never stand up again. I didn't expect him to become the principal of Ming University..."
Speaking of this, Shi Qingzhi couldn't help feeling: "Life, you never know what will happen in the next second."
"I met Xiao Shan some time ago, and the kid still recognized me as a teacher, with a humble attitude, neither arrogant nor impetuous, and invited me to be an honorary professor of Ming University's School of Economics and Management."
Jiang Fuyue was a little surprised: "You agreed?"
"certainly!"
"Do you not dislike it?"
"What's so disgusting about this? They are all universities, but each school has a different atmosphere and a different focus. Some pay attention to academic research, and some pay attention to the all-round development of students. There is no need to divide into three, six, or nine grades. Maybe the future of Mingda University It is not impossible to be able to catch up with key undergraduate programs and be comparable to famous schools such as B University and Q University.”
"Besides, didn't you also choose Ming University? Then it naturally has its merits."
This is the first time Jiang Fuyue has heard that someone has such expectations for Ming University: to catch up with the heavy capital, to be on par with prestigious schools...
You know, if you say something like this, you will be ridiculed by the crowd.
Lethality is like someone saying that fans will one day be more expensive than shark's fin gold, and tremella and bird's nest can be bought at the same price.
It's nothing more than a fool's dream.
But the old lady has firm eyes and calm words, she really thinks so and firmly believes.
…
After lunch, Jiang Fuyue sent off the old man and three uncles, then the old lady and Qin Yuanchen.
Before getting into the car, Han Shen did not forget to tell: "Take care of yourself, and call home if you need anything."
"good."
When she returned to the dormitory, the bed had been made, the table below had been wiped, every corner was cleaned, and everything was sorted for her and placed neatly.
Jiang Fuyue was not the first one to come. Apart from her, there are two other beds already made up in the four-person room. One is mainly pink, which looks like a very small princess at first glance, and the other is gray and blue, with a simple style.
Neither of them are here at the moment.
Jiang Fuyue changed her shoes, put on her pajamas, climbed onto the bed, and was about to take a nap.
…
She was awakened by a rustling sound.
Listen carefully, someone is eating snacks, not only the packaging bag makes a sound, but also crunchy when chewing.
The corner of Jiang Fuyue's mouth twitched, and she sat up, just at this moment, the person who was eating snacks also looked back, and the two of them caught off guard and met each other.
The girl paused in reaching out for the snack bag, her frightened deer eyes widened, and her chubby face froze with astonishment.
"You you... where did you come from?!"
She stood up suddenly, but the movement was too big, and the potato chips scattered all over the floor.
The girl was stunned, looking at the potato chips all over the floor, she clutched her chest, and screamed: "Ah—my potato chips, mom's are so big!"
Jiang Fuyue: "?"
Then, I saw the girl squatting down, picking up pieces wrapped in a napkin, and putting them on the table.
Just when Jiang Fuyue wondered if she was going to eat it, the girl had already arranged the pile of potato chips into the shape of a pig's head, then smiled and looked up at Jiang Fuyue on the bed.
"Cute, right?"
"..." I'm afraid I have a serious illness.
"Hi, my name is Cen Qiaoqiao, we are roommates now."
"Jiang Fuyue."
"Wow—your name sounds nice and familiar. Do you eat potato chips?"
Jiang Fuyue glanced at the "pig's head" on the table, and immediately said seriously, "I won't eat it, thank you."
"Okay, then I can only eat it by myself." As he said, he reached out and took out a new pack from the drawer, and it was crispy again soon.
Jiang Fuyue: "..."
At this time, the door was pushed open from the outside, and another person walked in.
Jiang Fuyue followed the trend and couldn't help raising her eyebrows in the next second.
It's an acquaintance.
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Everyone has been waiting for a long time! Three more in one, six thousand words.