"Good guy, I improved by more than 3,000 places last time, and this time I jumped directly to sixth place in the school! Is this also a hidden genius?"
Yang Lianfeng shook his head, "It's true that this kid is smart, but it's impossible to reach this level in such a short period of time. But I heard from him that it seems that Qingqing has been helping him with the questions in the last period of time."
"Then this kid is so lucky! First he was admitted by the president of Beijing University without taking the exam, and then he got help from the God of Study! Now even if he goes to Beijing University, no one will say anything. After all, he got in based on his strength!"
"The key is that he has a good family background and is handsome. Do you think he's angry or not?"
One teacher made a joke, and all the teachers in the office laughed.
Thinking of something, Yang Lianfeng asked again: "Have you read Qingqing's composition? Did you find that her writing style is particularly like that of a writer?"
Another Chinese teacher clapped his hands and said, "That's what I was about to say! Look like Feng Ci! I am a die-hard fan of Feng Ci. You can tell at a glance!"
"Me too! I'm talking about the familiar feeling that comes over me. I have read every novel by Feng Ci. The content and story of this composition are different from those in those novels, but the writing style and writing style are almost the same!"
"Is Qiao Qing also a fan of Feng Ci?" someone asked.
Yang Lianfeng stroked his chin, "Do you think it's possible that Qingqing is Feng Ci himself?"
"Isn't it possible? A mythical writer like Feng Ci would be an underage high school student?" someone questioned.
Yang Lianfeng said: "It is a miracle that someone can get perfect scores in all subjects. Moreover, haven't you heard of the previous rumors about Feng Ci's identity? It is said that Feng Ci is a underage girl."
The other teachers were stunned.
Yang Lianfeng thought to himself, no wonder this little girl didn't write a composition last time. Did she not want to be exposed
*
After the college entrance examination results came out, some people were happy and some were worried.
Not long after, news came out from Qiao's family that Qiao Nian's total score was 684, which was a solid result for Peking University.
As soon as the news came out, everyone who received Qiao Qiao Nian's invitation to her coming-of-age ceremony secretly made some plans.
The coming-of-age ceremony for two people is held together, which is related to the custom of coming-of-age ceremony in Liangcheng. Anyone with a discerning eye can see that the two girls will inevitably compare.
And if you want to win some connections for your family, you must stand with the right person at the banquet.
After hearing Qiao Nian's score, almost everyone made up their minds about who to choose.
After all, if Qiao Qing did well in the exam, why didn't she get any success
In the blink of an eye, it was the day of Qiao Qing and Qiao Nian's coming-of-age ceremony.
In the early morning, Qin Yongmei came to He Wanqing's home with a happy face.
"Wan Qing, how are your preparations going?"
He Wanqing looked at her angrily, "Why are you here again?"
"Look, you can't be nice to me? After all, I'm here to give you a dress."
He Wanqing's eyelids twitched, "What dress?"
Qin Yongmei raised her arm and gestured to her: "Huh? Here! See if she's pretty? At dad's birthday party last time, Qingqing didn't even wear a dress. I thought you might have been negligent.
This time it was the home court for two children, and it was such a big deal as a coming-of-age ceremony, so we couldn’t stop being such a trifle.
While buying a dress for Niannian, I was thinking about Qingqing. Don't tell me that I don't love my sister-in-law. It's the same price as Niannian's dress, so it's fair. "
He Wanqing looked down and saw that the dress Qin Yongmei was holding was yellow-brown in color and the style was old and rustic.
If it wasn't for the tag, she would have thought it was leftovers from someone else's clothes.
Turn back
(End of chapter)