Chapter 658: Waiting for her downstairs, throwing Zhong Yunyi (Part 1 or 2)

"Didn't I just say that we're partners and partners?"

"It turns out that when I was still doing the fifth grade, Sister Yue had already become a partner with a scientific research expert. Ugh... Why do high school students have to make things difficult for high school students?"

"I feel like Professor Xie is like Sister Yue's elder. The hug he gave her just now was like an old hen protecting her chicks!"

"Elder... that seems reasonable, after all, he's almost ten years older!"

"I'm more curious whether Sister Yue calls him brother or uncle in private, hehe..."

"Uncle, his academic status is there."

"Just a quick question, is anyone into this couple?"

There was silence in the crowd for two seconds.

"I want to, but I don't dare."

"I'm doing it quietly."

"Hmm! I finally found the organization. I thought I was the only one with such guts."

"Girls, I just took a video of Professor Xie holding Sister Yue's waist. Do you want to see it?"

“Send it to me!”

"I want one too!"

"And me! And me!"

"How about we create a group? Let's call it...Yuanyue Saccharin Processing Factory?"

“Sure, sure!”

"Sisters! From now on, eat until you die!"

“Has the video been posted?”

“It’s sent, it’s sent…”

"Fuck! Waist! Hug the waist!"

"Pupil earthquake!"

"Professor Xie is such a great boyfriend! And my sister Yue's slender waist, wow wow, they're a perfect match!"

"So the line in romance novels where 'his big hands wrapped around her slender waist' is actually true! Ahh ...

"Even though I know it's impossible, I'm still going to chew it until my teeth break!"

"Yuanyue girl—go for it!"

Because it was too excited, the crowing of the chicken... oh no, it was a scream that spread, attracting the attention of the boys around.

"Hey, what are you talking about?"

"Secret! Hehehe..."

The national training team roster remains unchanged, with Jiang Fuyue securing first place with full marks, a foregone conclusion.

…

The good news was immediately reported back to Linhuai. The old principal Hu Yongwei put down his mobile phone and smiled with wrinkles all over his face.

"Old Hu, what are you so happy about?" The principal of No. 2 Middle School who was sitting next to him asked casually when he saw this.

"Oh, I just saw a WeChat message."

The principal of the third middle school in front turned around and smiled: "Is it good news?"

Hu Yongwei nodded, unable to conceal his smile: "It is indeed good news, I am happy for the children."

The principal of No. 2 Middle School and the principal of No. 3 Middle School looked at each other.

"It's about the students? What's the specific situation? Tell me about it."

"Ahem!" Hu Yongwei cleared his throat. "It's nothing serious, the CMO results are out, and a few of the kids did pretty well."

Because the questions in this year's joint examination were too abnormal, there were only a few students from Linhuai who were shortlisted for CMO this year, with only a few from No. 1 Middle School.

Because of this, the principal of No. 2 Middle School was upset for several days and talked to the teachers in charge of training one after another.

Now Hu Yongwei suddenly mentioned CMO, which touched the scar in his heart.

The expression was subtle for a moment.

The principal of No. 3 Middle School watched it all calmly, happy to be a bystander.

Anyway, No. 3 Middle School has never been able to compete with No. 1 Middle School and No. 2 Middle School. There is no competition between them, so it’s more like being at ease.

"The results are in," the principal of No. 2 Middle School said firmly, his chin raised slightly. "How are they? Has anyone made the national training team?"

Hu Yongwei nodded: "Yes."

"Oh, congratulations. No. 1 Middle School has always been excellent at Mathematical Olympiads. I remember the best year was when two students made the national training team, right?"

"Um."

"It's a shame that I didn't make it to the IMO in the end." The principal of No. 2 Middle School sighed and shook his head. "I hope things will be better this year."

Hu Yongwei smiled and said, "This year should be better than before. After all, we had two before, but this time we have four."

"How many?" The principal of No. 2 Middle School was stunned.

"Four." Hu Yongwei replied.

"If I remember correctly, there are only four students in Linhuai who are shortlisted for CMO this year, right?" The principal of No. 3 Middle School added with a smile.

“They all made the national team?!”

Hu Yongwei nodded.

The principal of No. 2 Middle School was depressed on the spot.

The principal of No. 3 Middle School said, "To be on the national team, you have to be ranked high. 50 or 30?"

Hu Yongwei: “Thirty.”

"Oh, that's really good," the principal of No. 3 Middle School said sincerely, if he wasn't smiling so gleefully. "By the way, what were the specific rankings of the four children? Didn't Jiang Fuyue, who scored first in the joint exam, get a perfect score? Did she get a perfect score again this time?"

The last sentence was just a casual remark, and even the principal of No. 3 Middle School himself felt it was unlikely.

It was luck once, but how can you be so lucky every time?

but--

Hu Yongwei nodded. "When it comes to math, physics, and chemistry, she never gets less than full marks. That's not surprising."

The principal of No. 3 Middle School: “?”

“Instead, the other three were even more surprising.”

"W-why are you surprised?"

Hu Yongwei: "One is second, and two are tied for fifth."

The principal of No. 3 Middle School stared with disbelief. "So, they all made it into the top five? And Jiang Fuyue even got first place with a perfect score?!"

"That's right, that's right."

The principal of No. 3 Middle School: “…” He was a bit mean, so his face hurt a lot.

The principal of No. 2 Middle School: "..." Should I vomit blood or faint? This is the question.

The halftime break ends and the second half of the meeting begins.

Several leaders of the Education Bureau took their seats again, but before the meeting agenda continued with the first half, they personally congratulated Hu Yongwei in front of the 36 middle school principals present.

Then, the news spread completely -

"No. 1 Middle School has become stronger again."

"If I win the IMO award again, plus the previous IPhO and IOI, it will be a grand slam!"

"I've never seen No. 1 Middle School this strong before? It's only risen in the last year, right?"

"It is said that it is because of a genius student."

"I know! Jiang Fuyue! She's been on the trending search list several times."

"Look at Old Hu's smile... I'm so envious! I wish my No. 18 Middle School could produce a student like him someday!"

…

CMO concluded successfully. Candidates who failed to enter the national training team can return to their local areas and prepare for the start of school.

The shortlisted students will have three days off.

Three days later, the national team training officially began.

Xu Jing packed up and returned to Linhuai that afternoon. One reason was that the training camp no longer needed local team leaders, and there would be more professional team leaders to take over until the end of IMO.

Secondly, school was about to start, and as the class teacher, he had a lot of things to do and it was impossible for him to abandon the entire class for four students.

Chen Cheng was also there.

"My mother's birthday is tomorrow, and I want to go back and spend time with her."

Tan Jiaxu signed up for a two-day, two-night local tour. "I've never been to the capital before, so I'd love to walk around and take some photos to take back."

Ling Xuan has relatives in the capital, and after the closing ceremony, he was picked up by a Maybach.

So, by the evening, Jiang Fuyue was the only one left staying in the hotel and did not leave.

Ling Xuan had invited her before leaving——

"My aunt has a villa in the suburbs. I'm going there alone this time. If you want, we can go together. There are so many rooms anyway, and it's quiet in the suburbs. No one will disturb you."

"Thank you, but I've already agreed to live with my uncle."

"...Oh." The boy left disappointed.

The mineral water had been finished long ago, so Jiang Fuyue went downstairs to buy more. On his way back, he met a girl in the corridor. They were in the same examination room, sitting at the desks in front and behind each other, and had talked several times.

"Sister Yue! Aren't you going home?"

"I want it back."

"Then why are you still here now? It's almost dark."

Jiang Fuyue smiled slightly: "Waiting for someone."

"Oh, I'll be leaving now. Bye."

"goodbye."

The two passed each other, and the girl excitedly made a "yeah" gesture, took out her phone, and started typing away.

Guess who I saw?

Who is it?

[Sister Yue! Ahh ...

…

The sky gradually darkens and the lights come on.

Jiang Fuyue was in the room processing the documents that had accumulated in the group during this period.

Suddenly, a WeChat notification sounded.

She clicked on it, and there were only two words -

Come down.

Ten minutes later.

Jiang Fuyue walked out of the hotel and suddenly stopped.

Across the street, a man was leaning against a car. The straight suit he wore at the closing ceremony had been replaced with a gray windbreaker with the zipper open and the collar slightly raised.

At first glance, it looks less serious and more casual.

Jiang Fuyue raised an eyebrow.

When the man saw her, he subconsciously stood up straight and put his hands into his windbreaker pockets nervously.

Jiang Fuyue walked over and asked, "Have you been waiting for a long time?"

Xie Dingyuan shook his head: "Not long."

While speaking, he opened the passenger door for her personally.

Jiang Fuyue bowed and sat down.

Xie Dingyuan walked around to the other side, sat down, and started the engine: "Let's go eat first."

Half an hour later, the black Land Rover stopped in front of a hot pot restaurant.

As Jiang Fuyue got off the car, an overbearing fragrance entered her nostrils, and she couldn't help swallowing.

Xie Dingyuan parked the car and the two of them got in.

The waiter led them directly to the private room.

When ordering food, Xie Dingyuan was already familiar with it.

Jiang Fuyue took a few glances at the dishes and found that most of them were her favorites.

"What's wrong?" After handing the menu to the waiter, Xie Dingyuan turned his head to look at her and happened to catch the girl's gaze.

"It's okay." Jiang Fuyue shook her head.

The pot is a double-flavored pot and it is served very quickly.

The dishes were delivered one after another.

From now on, Jiang Fuyue only needed to eat it, and she didn't need to boil it or pick it up because...

Someone will do it for you.

Xie Dingyuan: "This one is five seconds, this one is fifteen seconds, and this one..."

He remembers it all.

"I'll do it myself, you can eat too."

"Yeah, I'm eating."

However, the fact is that every time Xie Dingyuan takes a bite, he will give her a bunch of food.

Jiang Fuyue: “…”

Is this person too attentive?

Xie Dingyuan felt good, because the book said that considerate and thoughtful men are more likely to get extra points.

So, how many points does he have now?

Have you reached the passing line?

After eating, Xie Dingyuan went outside to pay the bill. Jiang Fuyue stayed in the private room for a while and went to the bathroom.

When I came out, I suddenly ran into a man pushing the door open.

He must be drunk, his cheeks were flushed, his eyes were dazed, and he walked unsteadily.

Seeing Jiang Fuyue, the man was stunned and stopped pulling at his collar.

"Sorry, you're going the wrong way."

The man glanced around in confusion, paused for a few seconds, and then reacted: "Sorry."

"Yeah." Jiang Fuyue didn't move. She was waiting for the other party to leave.

Suddenly: "Have I seen you somewhere?"

Jiang Fuyue said in a cold tone: "Sorry, I haven't seen you before."

"No, I've definitely seen you before!" The man made a move to step forward.

"stop--"

He paused and asked again, "What's your name?"

"No comment."

The man could clearly see the girl's undisguised indifference and defensiveness.

Zhong Yunyi chuckled softly, suddenly finding it very interesting. "You," he paused, "do you know who I am?"

Jiang Fuyue had heard the same lines from Fang Liuliu not long ago.

She asked, "Are you RMB?"

"What?"

“Everyone needs to know who you are.”

Zhong Yunyi was a little confused, maybe because he had been drinking, or maybe because he had been in a high position for so long and hadn't been ridiculed like this in many years.

For a moment, I actually felt it was novel.

"I'm not RMB," he shook his head, then changed the subject, "but I have RMB."

"Please leave."

The man turned a deaf ear and suddenly stepped forward: "Which university are you from? I——"

The next second, a muffled groan was heard.

Zhong Yunyi leaned forward, covered his abdomen with his hands, raised his head in disbelief, and looked at the girl who was retracting her legs.

"You, kicked me?" He was shocked.

"If you don't get out of here, I'll not only kick you, but I'll also throw you down, believe it or not?"

Never!

No one has ever dared to do this!

"You fucking—"

Before he could finish his words, he heard a loud bang and the world spun around him.

By the time Zhong Yunyi reacted, he had already fallen to the ground, with a white ceiling in front of him and a dull pain in his back.

Jiang Fuyue took two steps back, picked up her bag and coat, and turned to go out.

That calm back, leisurely steps, it seemed as if it wasn't her who threw the person down a second ago.

"Stop!" Zhong Yunyi chased after him.

But he ran into Xie Dingyuan who had just returned from paying the bill in the corridor.

The brother-in-law and brother-in-law met each other on the spot and were both stunned.

"Xiaojiu? Why are you here?"

He remembered that Xie Dingyuan never ate hot pot?

Xie Dingyuan first called out "brother-in-law" and then asked, "Why did you come out of our private room?"

us?

Only then did Zhong Yunyi realize that the girl had stood next to Xie Dingyuan and was looking at him with scrutiny in her eyes.

His brain suddenly shuddered, and Zhong Yunyi suddenly pressed his temples, unable to bear the alcohol, and his steps staggered.

"Sorry, I... maybe... hiccup! I drank a little too much, so I went into the wrong room and caused a misunderstanding."

He never mentioned that he was kicked and thrown by Jiang Fuyue.

Xie Dingyuan frowned: "I'll call my eldest sister and ask her to pick you up."

"Yeah." Zhong Yunyi leaned against the wall and nodded dazedly, "That's good, otherwise I really wouldn't have an excuse to slip away."

Xie Dingyuan turned around and made a phone call.

Zhong Yunyi looked at the girl and said, "I'm sorry for what happened just now. I wasn't thinking clearly and recognized the wrong person."

"Hmm." It's neither salty nor bland.

I don’t know if you believe it or not.

A hint of interest flashed across the man's eyes, but it disappeared in an instant.

Xie Dingyuan finished the call quickly.

Zhong Yunyi seemed to sober up a bit, stood up straight, and looked at Jiang Fuyue with an extremely frank look: "A Yuan, who is this?"

"…My friend."

After saying that, he lowered his head, stopped beside Jiang Fuyue's ear, and introduced in a low voice: "This is my brother-in-law, and also Zhong Ziang's father."

Jiang Fuyue raised her eyebrows and looked at the half-drunk and half-pretending man in front of her.

The facial features are indeed somewhat similar to Zhong Ziang's.

And you can't tell her age at all. At first glance, I would have thought she was in her early thirties. I didn't expect her son to be so old already.

But as far as she knew, Zhong Ziang's relationship with his father was not very good.

Xie Dingyuan: "Big sister should be here soon, so we'll leave first."

"good."

The two turned and left.

Zhong Yunyi stood there, looking in the direction the two had left, his eyes slightly narrowed.

friend?

When did A Yuan have a female friend?

Haha, interesting!

Xie Yunzao arrived twenty minutes later.

As soon as I got off the car, I saw a man standing at the door of the hot pot restaurant smoking, his coat draped over his arm and the collar of his shirt torn into a mess.

A spot of scarlet on the fingertips flickered in the night wind. The whole person was leaning against the pillar, with long legs and a strong waist, adding to his evil charm.

Xie Yunzao walked over and stopped in front of him: "Are you drunk or not?"

"No."

"Then why did you call me here?"

Zhong Yunyi stretched out his arm and put his arm around his wife's shoulders: "Isn't this Xiaojiu who called? You didn't refuse."

Xie Yunzao pushed him: "You reek of alcohol, it stinks."

"Well, luckily my wife smells good enough."

The woman's mouth twitched: "How did you run into Xiaojiu?"

"I was just wondering why I ran into him..."

"From the sound of your voice, you don't want to meet him?"

Zhong Yunyi leaned against the woman's shoulder and chuckled, "How could I dare? It's just... a hot pot restaurant, don't you think it's weird?"

Xie Yunzao frowned, "Xiaojiu doesn't eat hotpot..."

"Yeah, I don't eat hot pot, and I don't have a girlfriend, but today I have both..."

"What do you mean? Stand still! Stop rubbing against me. Are you annoying?"

Xie Yunzao pushed him away.

"Hiss," Zhong Yunyi gasped, "Don't touch my stomach, it hurts!"

"What? Were you beaten?"

"Hey, it really is..."

Xie Yunzao was most annoyed by his nonchalant attitude. "I don't have time to joke with you. What did you say happened to Xiaojiu just now? What girlfriend?"

Two updates together, 5,000 words.

Three updates tomorrow at noon.

Today is Xie Gou wearing a windbreaker~

Zhong Ziang: You may not believe it, but not only me and my uncle, but also my biological father were thrown down by Jiang Fuyue. Isn’t that amazing?

(End of this chapter)