Jiang Fuyue bought a new computer and didn't deliberately hide it, so she told Jiang Da and Han Yunru that night.
"Where did you get the money?"
Jiang Fuyue: "I saved it."
"Is it enough? Not enough for dad to add some?"
"enough."
The two didn't ask any more questions.
Subconsciously, they have already regarded Jiang Fuyue as a "little adult".
After all, the daughter's excellence is visible to the naked eye, and her ability is also obvious to all.
On the other hand, little brother Jiang's eyes were hot for a while. It would be nice if he could be like his sister sometime...
On Monday, back to school.
Early in the morning, the news that Jiang Fuyue got a perfect score in the first exam spread throughout the grades.
In the office, Xu Jing's nose is not his nose, and his eyes are not his eyes.
"My brother," Meng Zhijian put down his teacup helplessly, "Since I came in, you have hummed at me no less than ten times. What's the matter?"
"Hmph! The good seedlings of my Mathematical Olympiad haven't blossomed and borne fruit in my field, but I've fertilized your natural soil first, why not? I'll do it!"
"Hey, you... you're so mean."
"I'm stingy?!" Xu Jing felt offended, "Okay, then return Jiang Fuyue."
"No, how do you pay it back?!" Meng Zhijian lost his composure, "There will be a rematch soon..."
"Yo, Lao Meng, you are here, that's just right." Zhao Tiejun walked in, "An old gentleman surnamed Xu is looking for you, claiming to be from the competition committee."
"Competition committee?" Meng Zhijian paused, "Looking for me?"
"yes."
"But there is no one with the surname Xu in the Municipal Competition Committee... Forget it, where is he? I'll go and see."
reception room.
The moment Meng Zhijian pushed the door and entered, the figure in front of the window also turned around.
Their eyes met, and he froze in place, completely dumbfounded.
"Slowly... Old! You, why are you here? I... I'm really surprised, please sit down!"
"Xiao Meng, did you disturb your class?"
"No no."
Xu Kaiqing sat on the sofa, "Come on, you sit too."
Meng Zhijian walked over and carefully sat beside him, not knowing where to put his hands and feet.
Even though he has been a teacher for many years, at this moment in front of this academic leader, he is still as nervous as a primary school student.
"Mr. Xu, is there any change in the rules of the competition? I'd be ashamed to ask you to go there yourself. In fact, just call and inform..."
"It's not about the competition." Xu Kaiqing waved his hand, "Don't be nervous."
"Don't be nervous, don't be nervous..." It's strange.
"Xiao Meng is now teaching the second year of high school, and he is also leading the competition class?" The old man smiled and looked very kind.
Meng Zhijian was flattered, "Hey, that's right, I'm going to be a senior at the beginning of school this September."
Xu Kaiqing was overjoyed, but his face remained calm: "Then do you know a student named Jiang Fuyue in your grade?"
"ah?"
"Jiang Fuyue." Xu Kaiqing thought he didn't hear clearly, so he repeated it again.
Meng Zhijian's expression suddenly became complicated, "I didn't expect that the fact that she got a perfect score in the first exam also reached your ears. In fact, it is unnecessary. Although this student is indeed a bit good, he did hand in the paper two hours and twenty minutes earlier. It took no effort to get full marks, but I didn't expect it to be so motivating, and I asked you to go there yourself... "
Humble without sincerity.
Meng Zhijian: I am the teacher with the highest score, I am proud! I am Jiang Fuyue's gardener, I am proud!
At first, Xu Kaiqing was dumbfounded.
As I listened, I suddenly had a flash of inspiration, Jiang Fuyue!
That's right, no wonder he thinks the name is familiar, isn't it Linhuai's child who got full marks in the first test of the physical competition this year
Of course, it is not uncommon to get full marks in the first test, and there is never a shortage of "geniuses" in the field of competition.
But there are two points, which are rare.
First, she is a girl. Second, she handed in the paper too early.
The reason why Xu Kaiqing had an impression was because the people from the competition committee had been talking about it for the past two days. No matter how he didn't pay attention, he would inevitably listen to it.
I didn't expect it to be her!
…
Class two and three in high school.
"Is Jiang Fuyue there? Teacher Meng is looking outside!"
Jiang Fuyue got up to go out, and at the first glance, she found that Meng Zhijian's expression was not quite right, there was a hint of excitement hidden in his brows and eyes, but at the same time, he was also contradictoryly suppressing a wave of anxiety.
So, what can make him both happy and sad
"Meng—"
"Tell me honestly, what is your relationship with Professor Xu?"
Jiang Fuyue was taken aback: "Professor Xu...?"
Meng Zhijian raised his eyebrows: "Don't know?"
She found it funny: "Should I know you?"
"That's not right..." If he didn't know each other, why would Mr. Xu ask to talk to her alone
If it's because of seeing Jiang Fuyue's potential and wanting to be a bole, then he shouldn't ask the school and his training teacher to avoid him!
"Forget it, come with me..." No matter what the reason was, Mr. Xu was still waiting, and he couldn't stop him from seeing him if he came here himself.
The two walked through the corridor, Jiang Fuyue was a step behind Meng Zhijian, half-closed her eyelids, wondering what she was thinking.
Suddenly, "Mr. Meng, what is the full name of that Professor Xu?"
"Xu Kaiqing."
Jiang Fuyue's gaze was subtle for a moment.
At the door of the reception room, Meng Zhijian stopped, "Go in, Mr. Xu is inside."
"En." Slightly nodded, as calm as he wanted.
But after opening the door, the first thing Jiang Fuyue saw was not Xu Kaiqing.
The tall man stood with his hands down. He was wearing a meticulous white shirt with the collar buttoned to the end, just revealing his slightly protruding Adam's apple. Under the black suit pants, his long legs were straight and cut like a knife.
Cold, abstinent.
Jiang Fuyue raised her eyebrows, really...you can meet them everywhere.
His eyes shifted a little, and he landed on the sofa. There was a figure sitting there, with white temples and wrinkles everywhere, but a pair of old eyes were extremely bright.
Especially when looking at Jiang Fuyue, it's like a gold digger discovering a mountain of gold—the excitement and fanaticism are beyond words.
"Hi, student Jiang." He spoke first, keeping his figure low.
Even Xie Dingyuan couldn't help being surprised.
However, Jiang Fuyue's gaze was calm and she responded freely: "Hello, Professor Xu."
"May I ask if you bought ten old books at Haitang Bookstore last month?"
Jiang Fuyue remained silent.
Xu Kaiqing gesticulated: "It's about this wide, this thick, and it's all in English. Do you have any impression?"
At the same time, Xie Dingyuan's two straight gazes locked her firmly, like two hooks, sparing no effort to dig out the girl's calmed true emotions.
"I have an impression." She nodded.
The bright and beautiful face did not reveal the slightest suspicious color.
Xie Dingyuan frowned, but soon that crease was forcibly flattened by him, and there was no trace left.
"Where are those old books? Are you still in your hands?" Xu Kaiqing said eagerly, but there was still a sense of temptation under the eagerness.
Otherwise, he shouldn't have asked Jiang Fuyue like this when he knew that these books had already been sold.
"No." She said truthfully.
Xu Kaiqing's eyes shine brightly: "Who did you give it to?!"
Jiang Fuyue's quiet gaze swept over him, and then lightly swept over Xie Dingyuan.
The two stagnated for breath.