Chapter 23 Overwhelming Victory
Jiang Xiuxiu, who was sitting on the other side of Meng Wanqiu, made mistakes one after another. She naturally noticed Meng Wanqiu's smooth movements, but she did not think that Meng Wanqiu was good. Instead, she felt that Meng Wanqiu was making random moves, and she even felt a little disdainful in her heart.
But Jiang Xiuxiu herself was not much better. The first few questions were simple and she finished them quickly, but the later questions became more and more complicated, and Jiang Xiuxiu started to get flustered.
For so long, Jiang Xiuxiu has never taken the scorer selection seriously. She has never touched the abacus all day long. Even though she has more training time than others, she is still not as good as others.
She couldn't remember the abacus formulas, and her movements on the abacus were too slow, messy, and sloppy. When she pressed down a bead, another bead would be pulled down as well, resulting in an incorrect final result.
After coming up with a particularly outrageous answer, Jiang Xiuxiu realized belatedly that she had made a mistake in her calculations. However, one mistake led to another, and she became more and more panicked, even confusing the calculation formulas.
Accountant Wu walked from behind Meng Wanqiu to Jiang Xiuxiu's side. Seeing her operating in a disorganized manner, he shook his head and turned away.
Jiang He used to brag about how promising his daughter was, but now it seems that she is just a stunt. Her movements are clumsy and unclean, and her handwriting is ugly. She can be said to be the worst among the ten people.
In the audience.
Mother Meng came up to Pei Xingzhi and whispered, "Xingzhi, am I seeing things? Why do I feel like Xiaowan is so much faster than them?"
Pei Xingzhi looked at Meng Wanqiu who was concentrating on the stage, and a hint of pride flashed in his eyes. Meng's mother's words were still too modest. Meng Wanqiu was not only faster than others, but also typed blindly with his left hand.
They are not on the same level at all. If he can see it, others can naturally see it too.
"You're not mistaken, Xiao Wan is really amazing."
Mother Meng tried hard to suppress the smile on her face and slapped her thigh. "I told you, my Xiaowan has been smart since she was young. Others call her stupid, but my Xiaowan is just slow to react. She's cute and loves to be clean, like a lucky doll."
Today, Xiaowan finally made her proud. Let’s see who dares to call her Xiaowan a fool in the future.
Pei Xingzhi suddenly remembered that Meng Yanchun had said before that Dong Hanyun treated Meng Wanqiu as a little fairy and burned incense and kowtowed to her. He knew that Meng Wanqiu must have been a lovely girl when she was young.
"Xiao Wan is smarter than many people I know. I taught her how to write a few days ago, and she can already write well. She's no worse than those who have gone to school."
"Xingzhi, mother has to thank you, otherwise..."
As she spoke, Meng Mu's eyes turned red and she quickly lowered her head to wipe them. Meng Mu knew better than anyone the rumors in the village over the years. Those people just wanted to make fun of her family.
"Mom, don't be polite. It was my own idea to marry Xiaowan. She is my responsibility. We will live a good life in the future. Don't worry."
Pei Xingzhi looked at Meng Wanqiu on the stage, a soft look flashed in his eyes. Meng Wanqiu's birthday was in a few days, and he planned to take her to the county to play.
After being in the Meng family for so long, he also knew about Meng Wanqiu's past, such as the fact that she had always stayed at home and the farthest place she had been to was the mountains near Qinghe Village. She had never even been to the town.
This made Pei Xingzhi feel a little distressed, but he couldn't blame Meng's father and mother. They had already given Meng Wanqiu the best things, but the conditions were like that back then, and they had done a good job.
Another group of people had a different opinion of the eye-catching Meng Wanqiu.
Aunt Liu quietly walked to Meng's mother's side. Pei Xingzhi consciously made room for her. Aunt Liu gave Pei Xingzhi a thumbs up and said, "Lanxiang, you're a good son-in-law."
Pei Xingzhi: ...
Mother Meng rolled her eyes at Aunt Liu and said, "Do I need you to tell me that?"
Aunt Liu patted Mother Meng's arm and scolded her with a smile, "You stinky bitch, look at you! I told you you were fat and you're out of breath."
Mother Meng: "You are a stinking woman. If you have something to say, just say it."
Aunt Liu: "Let me tell you about the Longmen Formation. Tell me honestly, who did your Xiaowan learn this from? My Aunt Liu told me that your Xiaowan is unique among all the people mentioned above."
After saying that, Aunt Liu gave another thumbs up, which meant that Meng Wanqiu was great.
Mother Meng smiled politely and said, "Who else can I learn this from? My old lady."
Aunt Liu's eyebrows rose and fell, a little unconvinced, but she couldn't produce any evidence. "Really?"
Mother Meng knew that Aunt Liu's old illness had recurred, and she didn't want to spread the news about her little girl Xiao Wan throughout the village.
"Of course, besides my mother, who else in my family has this ability?"
On the stage, Accountant Old Wu nodded when he passed by Meng Wanqiu, and shook his head when he passed by Jiang Xiuxiu, which naturally caught the eyes of Jiang He and Meng Aiguo.
At this time, Meng Aiguo showed pride. It was indeed his Xiaowan, who was very smart. Having worked with Old Wu for so many years, he certainly knew Old Wu's temper. It was usually harder than climbing to the sky to get him to praise others. The fact that his Xiaowan could make him nod his head already meant that she had won Old Wu's favor.
Jiang He, who also knew Old Wu, had a dark face and clenched fists. Seeing the sharp contrast between Jiang Xiuxiu and Meng Wanqiu, he naturally realized that something was wrong.
Meng Wanqiu's expression was calm, and her hands were moving non-stop, moving smoothly and neatly, while Jiang Xiuxiu's movements were clumsy and slow, her face flushed, her hair messy, and she was constantly making modifications with her hands, obviously in a panic.
Jiang Xiuxiu had studied for so long, almost a month longer than the others, but her performance was almost the worst among everyone else.
Jiang He's heart was burning with anger. He was not stupid, so he naturally guessed that Jiang Xiuxiu was just trying to fool him. She didn't look like she had studied for more than a month, and she was not even as good as the youngest of the ten people.
Time passed little by little, and Meng Wanqiu finished the questions quickly. After finishing the calculation questions, the next ones were political questions.
The characteristics of this era are responsibility and dedication, and the last question on the test paper is to write a short essay on what you would do if you became a scorer.
Meng Wanqiu thought about it in her mind for a while before slowly starting to write.
Pei Xingzhi told her that at this time, it is all about the collective, and the focus should not be on oneself. One must have a sense of responsibility and dedication.
After thinking about it, Meng Wanqiu decided to write down what she had observed from Old Wu in the past few days. Before writing, she specifically remembered to use vernacular, otherwise it would affect the visual experience.
The sun gradually slanted, and the shadow of the pen fell from one side to the other. Meng Wanqiu raised her head, rubbed her sore wrist, looked around, and found that she was the first one to finish.
Seeing that there was plenty of time, Meng Wanqiu started to check it again from the beginning to make sure there were no copying errors.
The warm sunlight shining on her body made Meng Wanqiu yawn involuntarily, supporting her chin and squinting her eyes, like a cat after basking in the sun.
"Look above. Has Xiaowan from the Party Secretary's family finished writing?"
"She's so quick, while everyone else is still calculating. It seems like she's quite capable."
"Tsk, maybe you gave up because you don't know how to do it."
"Exactly. You haven't even been to school yet, and you're still considered comparable to Xu Cheng and the others? Are you kidding me?"
"Well, that's not certain. What if they really are capable?"
"If you don't believe me, let's make a bet?"
"Let's bet. The loser calls the winner grandpa. How about it? Do you dare?"
"Whose grandfather do you want to be, you bastard? Go back and ask your father to deal with you."
"You little bastard, you're getting too bold. If you keep talking nonsense, I'll beat you to death."
"Mom, be gentle, my ears are going to fall off."
"Grandma, you heard me wrong. I don't want to be anyone's grandfather."
"Oh, Guifen, I'm sorry, my little bastard doesn't think before he speaks. Please don't mind it."
"It's okay, it's okay. It's my brat who needs a lesson."
After the two troublemakers were taken away by their respective parents, the others covered their mouths and laughed. "Two idiots, didn't you see Accountant Wu glaring at them from up there? Why are you still foolishly making a fuss here? You deserve it."
Time passed little by little, and the others stopped using the abacus one after another. Only Jiang Xiuxiu was still the only one left among the ten people.
The sweat on Jiang Xiuxiu's forehead dripped onto the test paper. She secretly regretted that she would have practiced more if she had known earlier.
“Ding-dong—”
"Time's up, everyone stop and leave your seats." Old Wu's voice sounded flat.
"Oh, there are so many calculations, some of which I haven't figured out yet."
"Oh my god, Accountant Wu actually has a square root problem. I'm impressed. I have no idea."
"Hu, forget it, forget it, don't say anything and just wait and see the results."
"Hey, did you notice Meng Wanqiu?"
"She moves so fast. I think I'm in danger this time."
Jiang Xiuxiu was the last one to leave. She hadn't even finished the math problem. When she looked up, she saw Jiang He's cold gaze and her face turned pale.
It's over. How should she explain this to her father?
Jiang Xiuxiu had promised Jiang He before that she would definitely get the position of scorer.
But judging from the current results, she is bound to lose, and naturally she cannot fulfill the promise she made to Jiang He before.
Ding Heng walked over to Zhang Xiuqing and said regretfully, "I didn't expect there would be so many math problems. I'm afraid I can't do it. How are you doing?"
Zhang Xiuqing tucked the loose hair behind her ears, and raised the corners of her mouth slightly. "Not bad, my hard work these past few days has not been in vain."
Zhang Xiuqing glanced and noticed that Meng Wanqiu was standing there in a daze, with a vague and confused look, staring blankly into the air, as if he had been hit hard.
The corners of his mouth curled up, and he walked up to Meng Wanqiu, "Well, I told you to give up early and not humiliate yourself. But what happened? You must be scared. Did you find that many of the questions you have never seen before..."
Meng Wanqiu stared at Zhang Xiuqing, half asleep and half awake. She felt that the way her mouth opened and closed was like a bee buzzing in her ear. She was a little grumpy and said lightly, "Noisy."
"you--"
Zhang Xiuqing didn't expect Meng Wanqiu to say that she was noisy. A surge of anger suddenly arose in her heart, like an erupting volcano, with bright red and hot magma surging up, staining her cheeks red and burning her head.
“Puff——”
Zhang Xiuqing looked over and saw that it was Pei Xingzhi walking towards her from the audience. She quickly adjusted her facial expression and tried to give a gentle smile.
But the distorted face was not what she wanted, somewhere between ferocious and gentle. How to describe it? I can use the proverb "Zhu Bajie looks in the mirror and finds himself neither human nor ugly."
The words are a bit rough, but it is indeed the truth.
"Xingzhi, you come——"
Zhang Xiuqing's smile froze on his face.
Because Zhang Xiuqing hadn't finished speaking yet, Pei Xingzhi skipped her and came to Meng Wanqiu. He straightened her hair that was messed up from napping and spoke softly.
"How about it?"
Pei Xingzhi came over and found that Zhang Xiuqing had run to Meng Wanqiu again. He was worried that Meng Wanqiu would be bullied by Zhang Xiuqing, so he rushed over. Unexpectedly, as soon as he arrived, he heard Meng Wanqiu say that Zhang Xiuqing was noisy, which made Zhang Xiuqing so angry that his face turned hideous.
It seems that he was worrying too much. After all, Meng Wanqiu was raised by her mother Meng and Dong Hanyun, so she was naturally good at talking.
As a result, even the usually gentle Zhang Xiuqing was so angry that she looked like this.
Pei Xingzhi was a head taller than Meng Wanqiu, and standing in front of her blocked out the sunlight. Meng Wanqiu glanced up, yawned again, and leaned her head against Pei Xingzhi's chest, saying lazily, "I'm so sleepy."
Pei Xingzhi was stunned, his heart suddenly softened, as if being stroked by a feather. He put his arm around Meng Wanqiu's shoulders and coaxed her softly, "Go back to sleep, okay? Lean on me first, okay?"
Meng Wanqiu buried her head in Pei Xingzhi's chest and said "OK" in a muffled voice.
Pei Xingzhi raised the corners of his lips, touched Meng Wanqiu's back, and quietly sat down in an artificial chair.
Zhang Xiuqing's eyes were red as she looked at the two people being so intimate. She clenched her fists so tightly that she didn't even notice her nails digging into her flesh.
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