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Meng Fu remembered that when she came back last year, the female reporter only had a few hundred thousand fans. Although these more than 10 million fans were zombie fans bought by the Go Club, they could still be compared with popular second-tier stars.
"How many days are you planning to stay this time?" Seeing her checking her account, Teacher Ge asked.
"I'm leaving soon," Meng Fu looked away and looked at the mess that was unfolding, "I'm going to shoot a new movie."
Teacher Ge was stunned, "So fast?"
"Well," Meng Fu nodded and stared at the endgame on the chessboard, "Teacher Ge, how many moves can you make at most?"
"Two moves," Teacher Ge took the chess pieces and placed them on the chess board. "It's hard to move even here. No matter which step you take, it's a dead end. You see, this endgame has transformed into another form of game..."
The two were discussing the chess game downstairs.
upstairs.
Su Chengzheng cut off the video conference and as soon as he stood up, his cell phone on the table rang. He looked over casually and saw Yang Hua's note on it, and his expression straightened.
He picked it up, walked to the window, and lowered his eyelashes: "Auntie?"
Su Cheng made people feel very comfortable when handling all matters. Yang Hua didn't know why she had no barriers to him. When she heard Su Cheng's voice, she paused, "I have a friend. When she was nine years old, her parents divorced. , she went to find her brother, and waited for her brother to pick her up at the train station alone. After waiting all night, she didn’t see her brother, but instead she waited for a gang of human traffickers... "
When Yang Hua spoke, Su Cheng did not interrupt and listened quietly.
"Now, her brother has found her, thirty years," Yang Hua's voice sounded calm, as if she was mumbling to herself, "Thirty years have passed, what's the use... Do you think she should forgive her brother? ?”
At this point, she stopped talking.
Su Cheng was very patient, "Auntie, your friend may need an answer. She wants to know why her brother didn't pick her up at that time."
Su Cheng smiled and said, "If you need any help from me, even if you can't make up your mind, you can ask Classmate Meng, or you can leave there for a while to avoid them and think about it yourself."
Yang Hua: "How many times have I told you, that's my friend."
Su Cheng was not annoyed, "I mean, let your friend stay away for a while, and then come back when he has calmed down. Then you can think clearly."
Yang Hua was somewhat satisfied, "What you said makes sense."
On the other side of the phone, Yang Hua hung up the phone and moved her eyes to the yard. After thinking about it, she sent a voice message to Mr. Jiang -
Old man, I will bring some specialties to see you tomorrow.
Mr. Jiang replied instantly with an emoticon of Meng Fu.
**
Teacher Ge came to Meng Fu this time mainly for two things: the association and the endgame.
After finishing his meal, he hurried back to the Go Club with his chessboard and chess pieces, and replayed the game with Meng Fu.
Meng Fu went back upstairs to practice the painting he would teach Teacher Yan every day.
Outside the door, there is a doorbell ringing.
Su Di went directly outside to take a look. The person who rang the doorbell was a courier, "Hello, it's classmate Meng's courier."
The courier checked the order number, asked Su Di to sign, and handed the courier directly to Su Di.
Su Di took the courier, closed the door, and returned to the hall. When he saw Su Cheng coming downstairs with a cup, he handed the courier to him directly: "It's Miss Meng's courier."
"Give it to me." Su Cheng walked down slowly, delivering the package with one hand and pouring himself a glass of water with the other.
He took the express and went upstairs to knock on Meng Fu's door.
upstairs.
Meng Fugang finished drawing today's contact and sent the picture to Yan Langfeng for viewing.
Then he clicked on the message between Teacher Galton and Meng Xun. The time difference between Galton and Meng Fu was different, and the two were probably leaving messages for each other. At this time, Teacher Galton reminded Meng Fu that he needed to write an academic report.
After all, Meng Fu is named Zhouda University. Zhouda University is different from Beijing University. It is a completely open learning system. People from research bases or not need to submit papers every quarter. According to the paper quality rating, it is still E to S.
Meng Fu clicked on Meng Xun's message again, which was a tedious high-mathematics question.
There was a knock on the door outside, and Meng Fu didn't look back. He just leaned on his chair and slumped directly on his chair, saying in a weak voice: "Come in."
Su Cheng came in with the express delivery and glanced at it, "What's wrong?"
Meng Fu reached out to take the express delivery and said lazily: "There are many things to do." At this point, she thought of something again, raised her head and looked at Su Cheng, put the phone into his hand, then stood up and let Su Cheng sit on her Chair: "Brother Cheng, do you know these two questions?"
When Meng Fu was in his third year of high school, most of his papers were written by Su Cheng.
Otherwise, she might not be able to get back the time she spends busy filming and painting every day.
Su Cheng sat on the chair and looked down at the page on his phone. It was the math question that Meng Xun had just sent.
Meng Fu handed the pen to Su Cheng's hand again, got him a notebook, and sat directly on the desk, lowering his head to unpack the express delivery.
Su Cheng looked at her, then looked down at the book on the floor, sighed, and put the cup helplessly on the table, "Is it Jiang Xinchen again?"
"It's Ah Xun." Meng Fu opened the express box, which contained a bunch of spices. She smiled, and her voice became lighter.
There was no difference. Su Cheng picked up the pen and read the title.
The questions are very in-depth. After all, they are mathematics questions from the Engineering Department of Peking University. The first midterm exam will give freshmen a showdown. The practice questions are not easy and require a lot of calculations.
Su Cheng looked at it for a while and then started writing.
About twenty minutes later, he finished writing the first question and started writing the second question.
Meng Fu saw that he didn’t need his phone to read the questions, so he took his phone and sent a message to the village chief—
Or Ningshenxiang
The village chief was a little reserved: Yes.
About two minutes later, he finally couldn't hold it back and couldn't wait to call Meng Fu. Seeing that Su Cheng was still writing the question, Meng Fu took his phone and went outside.
The village chief didn't know much about Yang Hua, but when he heard Yang Lai's name, he made a guess.
This was the first time Meng Fu had heard of these things, and Yang Hua had never mentioned them to her.
After hearing what the village chief said, Meng Fu leaned against the door frame, looked at the page on his phone, and frowned slightly.
She returned to the room with her mobile phone and opened the door gently. Su Cheng had already finished the test paper and was looking at her with a raised eyebrow: "Classmate Meng, don't you think..."
Too nice to those two
Meng Fu took the water glass and handed it to Su Cheng respectfully: "Brother Cheng, please tell me."
The temperature in the villa was not low. Meng Fu was wearing home clothes and a long coat. Su Cheng moved his eyes to her face and pursed his lips, "It's nothing."
He took the water glass and took a sip with his eyes lowered.
Su Cheng was originally a very polite person. Before, he had never thought that such a thing would happen to him by helping Meng Fu prepare test papers and deceiving the teacher.
**
The next day, T City.
Jiang Xinran finally came back from leave and was having dinner with her high school classmates.
She was living in the Jiang family at that time, and Yu Zhenling bought her a villa next to the school. Almost everyone in No. 1 Middle School knew that Jiang Xinran was a daughter of a famous family and her family was very wealthy.
At that time, Jiang Xinran often invited her classmates to have parties at the villa. Everyone in the class knew that she was generous and a rich woman.
"So, Xinran, you came back to inherit the property?" A girl was very envious after hearing Jiang Xinran's words, "It is indeed the life of a rich person."
Judging from Jiang Xinran's behavior in the class, we knew that the property she inherited was extraordinary.
property
Apart from their reputation, the Yu family actually doesn't have much money. They give Jiang Xinran less than 20,000 yuan in pocket money every month, which is not even enough to buy a bag.
The Jiang family is really rich, but this time, Jiang Xinran received only 10 million. Excluding taxes and fees, it was not enough to buy a house in the capital city.
Jiang Xinran's eyes were filled with coldness. She regretted that Yu Zhenling divorced Jiang Quan and she didn't stop it.
Thinking of this, she still smiled on her face, "I'll invite you to the meal this time."
"As expected of a rich woman!" The people in the class gave Jiang Xinran a thumbs up.
Jiang Xinran's face was light and calm. After finishing the meal and singing, Jiang Xinran was surrounded by people who went to the counter to swipe their cards, and then walked out the door with a group of people.
There is a bus stop opposite the hotel.
Jiang Xinran said goodbye to her classmates with a smile, "My driver will pick me up later. If you are interested, you can come with me."
The girl who had fawned over her before quickly put her arm around Jiang Xinran and took the other students to the bus stop.
The bus from the opposite side came slowly and stopped.
Jiang Xinran raised her head and watched several classmates get on the bus at the front door.
Suddenly I saw a middle-aged woman wearing a floral shirt getting out of the car at the back door. Her complexion was not too white, wheat-colored. The floral shirt made her look energetic, and she was holding a white snakeskin in her hand. bag.