750.
To be honest, not to mention Zhou Jin, even Principal Gu has almost never seen 750 people in his long life.
Not to mention, under such difficult conditions.
Principal Gu couldn't help but stretched out his hand. He held the chair of the staff in front of him, tilted his head, and looked at Zhou Jin without knowing what he was thinking. He was so shocked that he almost didn't say a word, "No, I saw it right. Bar?"
Is this a score made by humans
Those students who got admitted to the continental university are just like this, right
Zhou Jin did not return to Principal Gu, but only looked at the computer screen for a long time, then reported Meng Fu's student ID again and asked the younger brother to search it again.
The little brother was also in a daze, and he quickly said "Oh", then deleted the number above, searched again, and found the same sentence -
Meng Fu, 750.
"You said before that she shouldn't be able to enter the 60th place in your class?" Principal Gu stared at the little brother and searched again.
After reading it, he turned around and looked at Zhou Jin.
There are 60 students in Rocket Class, but there are gaps among these 60 students.
The first place is completely different from the 60th place.
The first place, like Jin Zhiyuan, is in the intensive class. He may be admitted to the continental university in the future. The lowest level is Beijing University. In the rocket class, Jin Zhiyuan is the ceiling.
Ranking 60th, if there is no particularly outstanding performance in a single subject, Kyoto will just barely.
Zhou Jin was so sure that it would be difficult for Meng Fu to get into the top sixty in the exam because he was confident in the joint education system of the Ten Schools. He had never received this abnormal education from the Ten Schools, so it was too difficult to adapt to the exams of the Ten Schools.
"This Meng Fu..." Zhou Jin was already speechless. There seemed to be a thunderous explosion above his head. His whole body was numb and his forehead was heating up.
He has seen many geniuses with incredible scores in a single subject. Meng Fu, as Principal Gu said, can only be seen in schools like Zhou University.
No wonder she kept telling herself that she wouldn't come back to school.
"Principal Gu, I apply for one more spot in the intensive class," Zhou Jin turned directly to Principal Gu, paused, and then said, "Go directly to the exam spot."
Principal Gu nodded. He knew what Zhou Jin meant: "Okay, I'll make arrangements."
The two big guys in the school were talking, and the staff member said cautiously: "Principal, Teacher Zhou, how about I make all the rankings first?"
"You do it," Zhou Jin waved to the staff and went out with his cell phone to call Zhao Fan. He looked at Principal Gu at the same time, "Principal, the rest will be left to you."
Principal Gu asked the staff to print out Meng Fu's results for him to see. Hearing Zhou Jin's words, he was stunned and said, "Is there anything else?"
"The only one in the ten schools with perfect scores and a second-year junior high school student before the standards," Zhou Jin looked at Principal Gu with an unknown expression. "The Mathematics Union will also receive this news soon, do you understand?"
If he didn't intercept Meng Fu's news, I'm afraid Meng Fu would be a member of the Mathematics Union before long.
After Zhou Jin finished speaking, he went outside to enjoy the fresh air and calmly called Zhao Fan back.
**
Meng Fu's side.
Li Qingning's agent also booked this hotel. She followed Li Qingning's car back, asked Zhao Fan for his room number, and then separated from Li Qingning.
She filmed a variety show today and still had a lot of homework to do.
Daily watching of classic drama performances, weekly exercises given to her by Zhou Jin, and daily copying assigned by Chairman Yan.
"What do you have to say?" Su Di opened the door and Meng Fu saw Zhao Fan's resentful eyes. She stopped and half leaned against the back of the sofa and asked.
Zhao Fan's eyes were dark, "You are still in the mood to eat hot pot, your monthly exam results will be out today."
Meng Fu was like an emotionless talking machine: "Oh."
"This is about your future development..."
Meng Fu interrupted Zhao Fan and pointed at Zhao Fan's pocket, "Sister Fan, cell phone."
Zhao Fan took out his cell phone and looked at it. He found that it was Zhou Jin and quickly picked it up: "Teacher Zhou, is it Meng Fu's joint entrance examination results?"
When Meng Fu saw that she had answered the phone, he was not curious and just asked Su Di: "Which room do I have?"
"That." Su Di was also paying attention to Zhao Fan's phone call, poured a glass of warm water for Meng Fu, and then pointed to the room diagonally opposite to him.
Meng Fu took the warm water and entered the room.
Zhao Fan was still on the phone with Teacher Zhou.
Zhou Jin said "Yeah", "Come out, Meng Fu did very well in the exam."
Zhao Fan paused slightly after hearing Zhou Jin's tone and asked tentatively: "The test was very good... Meng Fu, did she get into the top 60?"
The top 60 will not be eliminated by the bottom elimination system. This is the best result that Zhao Fan can imagine and Meng Fu can get.
She held her breath and listened to Zhou Jin's answer.
"Well, she has reached the top sixty in the exam. She won the bet I made with her." At this point, Zhou Jin didn't know what tone to use to describe it. "She doesn't have to come to school in the future, but her grades must not be bad." fall."
"Really the top 60?" Zhao Fan straightened his back suddenly, his mind was racing.
Although Su Cheng had hinted her several times, Zhao Fan couldn't understand something as mysterious as grades. It was the top ten schools in the country, where top academics gathered.
Che Shao was on the hot search all afternoon yesterday because it was revealed that he studied in the attached middle school.
Meng Fu dropped out of school for two years, one of which was ridiculed for his poor English. Zhao Fan remembered it clearly. Now when she heard Zhou Jin's words, she felt like she was in a dream, "Teacher Zhou, how many people are Meng Fu in?"
Zhou Jin was blowing in the wind outside for a while, and now he was much more awake. When Zhao Fan asked him, he was quite calm, and his voice was as serious as ever: "750 points, first place, should also be the top ten school joint examination." The only first place.”
"First place, thank you Mr. Zhou..." Zhao Fan thanked him first.
Halfway through thanking her, her voice got stuck in her throat, and she raised her head suddenly: "Teacher Zhou, how many points and names did you just say about her?"
Zhou Jin's speech was still unhurried, "750 points, first place. Although she is first place, she will not have to come to school in the future, but Meng Fu's courses cannot be left behind. I hope you will pay more attention to Meng Fu's career and studies on weekdays." , I can’t put it down, I still have something to do, so I’ll hang up first.”
Seeing that Zhao Fan didn't speak for a long time, Zhou Jin knew that she might need some time to calm down, so she said something to Zhao Fan and hung up the phone.
"Sister Fan, how did Miss Meng do in the exam?" There was also a food program on the TV. After Su Cheng's reminder, Su Di was not worried about Meng Fu's results at all. He held the remote control and watched TV while turning to Zhao Fan asked casually.
Zhao Fan had come to her senses. She looked at the closed door of Meng Fu's room, with a somewhat expressionless face, and replied with seven words: "Very good, first among the ten schools."
Zhao Fan suddenly remembered that during the second episode of Star, countless people were worshiping Meng Fu's cousin Meng Xun.
Only Meng Fu looked like his cousin was okay.
Zhao Fan didn't understand at that time, but now she suddenly realized -
Meng Fu she might have been serious at that time.
Number one among ten schools
"Wait," Su Di was silent for a moment. He knew more than Zhao Fan and knew what it meant to be number one in the ten schools. He took the remote control, muted the TV sound, and turned to Zhao Fan: "Sister Fan, you Again, what’s first?”
"Number one among the ten schools."
Su Di: "..."
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Su Cheng came out of the house with his cell phone.
Zhao Fan, who was thinking, saw Su Cheng and was silent for a moment. Finally, he couldn't help but ask: "Brother Cheng, tell me, have I... delayed the pillars of the country?"
Needless to say, with Meng Fu's achievements, he would have no problem entering any national academy of sciences in the future. In the entertainment industry, even Zhao Fan had to admit that it was unfair to show his talent. No wonder Zhou Jin didn't hesitate to visit him.
Su Cheng changed into home clothes, a white cotton shirt, and when the light was reflected, his cold and sharp face was much softer than usual.
He reached for a bottle of mineral water in the refrigerator without raising his head, and said in a calm tone: "She knows what she is doing."
Su Cheng unscrewed the bottle cap, and when he went back to his room, he glanced at Zhao Fan. His eyes were so dark that it was hard to tell what he was thinking: "She also likes those fans very much. You No need to stress.”
**
In Meng Fu's room, she took her pajamas and took a shower, washing away the smell of hot pot. Then she found her ink pen from the box, took out the drawing paper, spread it on the table, and started copying today's painting.
After she finished copying the painting, she took a photo and sent it to Chairman Yan.
At the same time, she also saw the missed voice call on WeChat, which was from Xu Bochuan.
There is also a WeChat message sent by He Xiyuan—
Senior brother: I will send you something in two days. Is your last delivery address okay
Meng Fu replied with two words -
Can.
After Meng Fu returned to He Xiyuan, he sent the copied paintings to Chairman Yan, and finally returned the voice call to Xu Bochuan.
The voice was picked up after three tones. On the other end of the phone, Xu Bochuan was lighting incense. He turned on his phone and said, "You have to bring your teacher Li here tomorrow, don't forget."
"We're in a neighboring city," Meng Fu looked at the copied painting. This time, he didn't wait for the painting to dry. He just rubbed it so that it couldn't be seen and threw it into the trash can. "Tomorrow at ten o'clock, okay?"
"Okay," after ordering this, Xu Bochuan was still in good spirits. He put down the small silver spoon in his hand, "I gave two of your incense to Yi Tong."
"It's your thing, do whatever you want with it." Meng Fu went to the bathroom to wash the brushes and said nonchalantly.
"Then what do you need Yi Tong to do, otherwise you let him be your guest on one of the flights." Xu Bochuan didn't know why Meng Fu didn't sell incense, but he could also guess that if she could make her owe Yi Tong a favor.
Without thinking, Meng Fu interrupted Xu Bochuan's terrible thoughts: "Don't, Actor Yi is too popular. Director Xu, just remember that I will meet you tomorrow."
On the other end of the phone, Xu Bochuan put down the phone and looked helplessly at the tall man behind him, "Xiao Yi, I have said everything I should say, she doesn't sell incense."
He spoke in a voiceover when talking to Meng Fu. Yi Tong also heard it and could only regret, "Why didn't she sell it?"
"This kind of incense is complicated to make," Xu Bochuan guessed. "I have met some people from the Fragrance Association. It should be difficult to make this kind of spice. So the quantity is small, so she doesn't sell it much. She only uses it for herself. Used by people I know.”
At this point, Xu Bochuan just patted Yi Tong on the shoulder, "First take two from me and light them for your grandma to see if your grandma will feel better. This can improve people's sleep quality."
With that said, Xu Bochuan walked to the table where he kept incense. Looking at the only six incense sticks left inside, he reluctantly took out one and handed it to Yi Tong, "Take it back and give it to your grandma to try."
Xu Bochuan watched Yi Tong grow up, and Yi Tong was Xu Bochuan's nephew, so Xu Bochuan took good care of him.
**
The next day.
Seven o'clock.
Meng Fu was sitting on the sofa in the hall, holding a bottle of milk in his mouth. He glanced around the hall and said casually: "Brother Cheng is not up?"
Zhao Fan has been looking at her since morning.
Meng Fu asked Su Di.
Su Di took the remote control and turned down the TV volume. "He's going abroad first."
"Abroad?" Meng Fu bit the straw and looked at Su Di with squinted eyes.
Su Di nodded, "There are some things to deal with. We are going to the Royal Academy of Music this week, and we should be able to come back with him."
"Oh," Meng Fu crushed the milk bottle, threw it back, and said calmly with clear eyes, "Let's go too."
I made an appointment with Xu Bochuan today to take Li Qingning to his place for an audition.
The three of them didn't have much luggage, just a suitcase carried by Meng Fu and Su Di.
Zhao Fan checked out the room card and waited until he arrived at the hotel door before remembering to ask Meng Fu: "No, what are you doing today? We have no schedule today. Shall we go back to T City?"
Meng Fu raised his head, pulled up the brim of his hat, and looked at the door, waiting for Li Qingning, "If you don't go back, wait for Teacher Li."
at the same time.
Li Qingning just came out of the room. He didn't wear formal clothes today, so he casually wore a set of casual clothes.
His agent glanced at him, shook his head, and laughed, "Is this worth asking the crew for a day off just to go out with Meng Fu? What are you doing? If it's a bad drama by then, and Meng Fu is here, you're so embarrassed Reject?"