Feng Ci graduated from Hengchuan No. 1 Middle School. At that time, Principal Xu taught them mathematics. He participated in mathematics competitions, and Principal Xu gave him many small classes privately, making him half-apprentice of Principal Xu.
In fact, he didn't think so much about it. It was not until he started his own business in Beijing that he realized how useful the identity of Principal Xu's half-apprentice was.
He also had a general understanding of Principal Xu's identity.
There is only one family in Beijing who is worthy of being called Young Master Lu by Principal Xu.
As for this Mr. Jun...
Feng Ci didn’t know much. He was considered a good person in Yuncheng, but he couldn’t show off in front of the top-notch society in Beijing. Even if he borrowed the name of Principal Xu, he probably only knew that there was such a person in that circle who “cannot be provoked”, “cannot be mentioned” and “cannot be offended”.
Feng Ci withdrew his gaze.
Cheng Juan leaned against the door frame, his eyes fixed on the computer screen, his expression unclear, his eyelashes drooping.
After about a minute, he looked up and said confidently, "I don't know. I don't suspect anyone yet."
According to Lu Zhaoying's understanding of him, in this minute, Cheng Juan's brain may have ruled out everyone he knew.
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“That’s nothing we can do.” Lu Zhaoying felt a little regretful. He turned to the computer and retrieved the data. In order to avoid any more trouble, he packed the data and sent it out directly.
Seeing that they seemed to have other things to discuss, Feng Ci took his things and left politely.
Lu Zhaoying leaned back in the chair, touched her earrings and smiled: "Wait, we have to leave too. Add WeChat, please come over."
Feng Ci didn't expect these two young masters to be so easy to talk to.
The three of them walked downstairs. Cheng Juan put his hands in his pockets and walked in front with half-closed eyes. The sun had not yet completely set, and the shadow of the teaching building was stretched out. Under the shadow, his facial features looked slightly blurred, and his eyebrows and eyes were sparse.
Unlike the youthfulness of a middle school student, he walked slowly and leisurely, but from the girls who only glanced at him and did not dare to approach him, it could be seen that the arrogance in his bones could not be concealed.
Lu Zhaoying was always half a step behind Cheng Juan, talking to Feng Ci.
Not far away, Lin Siran and Pan Mingyue went to the Academic Affairs Office to get the test papers.
Lu Zhaoying knew this Lin Siran and had met him several times at the Society Sister's place.
"Student Lin, why don't I see your deskmate?" Lu Zhaoying greeted her in a very familiar manner. His eyes swept across Pan Mingyue's face and he smiled. "Hey, I was wondering if you only make friends based on appearance?"
Lin Siran followed Qin Ran and met Lu Zhaoying several times. Lu Zhaoying even bought milk tea for them.
"She has something to do." Lin Siran held the test paper. She knew that this was someone from the school clinic, so she was not reserved.
Master Cheng Juan paused, nodded slightly to Lin Siran, and then left.
Feng Ci was about to go to the school gate, and was surprised to see that the two young masters were very interested in a girl. Could it be another person? Look over there subconsciously.
Lin Siran felt a little uncomfortable and whispered: "Mingyue, let's go..."
"Why did you move out to live on campus?" She was interrupted by a slightly low voice before she could finish her sentence.
Lin Siran was slightly stunned. She looked at Feng Ci, the elite talent standing opposite her, and then at Pan Mingyue, who was wearing black-framed glasses on her nose. She always felt that something was wrong.
Pan Mingyue held the test paper in one hand and held Lin Siran's wrist with the other. Her big, bright eyes were very black and very beautiful.
"I'm busy with studies in my senior year of high school, so it's convenient for me to live on campus." Pan Mingyue clenched the test paper, looking very distant.
“Ming Yue…” Feng Ci frowned and wanted to say something.
Pan Mingyue pulled Lin Siran away and said, "I'm going to hand out the papers."
Feng Ci pinched his fingers and stood there for a long while before leaving.
Pan Mingyue slowed down her pace only after she was sure that Feng Ci had turned around.
Lin Siran looked at Pan Mingyue in surprise, very excited, "Mingyue, you actually know Feng Ci! He used to be a famous figure in our school!"
Lin Siran was promoted directly from the junior high school. When she was in junior high school, she had heard of two famous people in the high school, Lin Jinxuan and Feng Ci.
"I heard that Feng Ci and Lin Jinxuan are starting a business now," Lin Siran gossiped in a low voice, "You know, Qin Yu from your class is Lin Jinxuan's sister, and Feng Ci is quite good at fighting. At that time, these two people were protecting Qin Yu, and Qin Yu was the most popular. And, did you know that our mayor's last name is Feng? I didn't expect that you actually knew Feng Ci. I guess I'm on to something. As expected, those who hang out with Feng Ci's group are all very outstanding."
Pan Mingyue shook her head and said calmly, "I am a distant relative of the Feng family. I am not familiar with Feng Ci. I was staying at the Feng family before. They are excellent. I can't compare with them."
"Why can't we compare? You're the second in the whole school! Every time you're only a few points behind Xu Yaoguang, and several dozen points ahead of the third place. Mingyue, don't look down on yourself. Do you know that before my deskmate, there was a debate on the forum about who is the school belle between you and Qin Yu!" Lin Siran was unhappy.
But after Qin Ran came, there were no more posts like this.
Pan Mingyue suddenly smiled. She tilted her head and glanced at Lin Siran with a distant gaze: "I used to have very poor grades, and my math scores were in the single digits."
"Don't fool me." Lin Siran didn't believe it. Pan Mingyue's math score was second only to Xu Yaoguang.
Mathematics is not like other subjects. It is accumulated over time. If you are so good now, how could you have been bad before?
Pan Mingyue didn't explain, just smiled.
She and Lin Siran parted at the stairs.
Lin Siran looked at Pan Mingyue's back. She and Pan Mingyue met at a competition. They were deskmates in the competition class. She always felt that there was an inexplicable sadness in Pan Mingyue.
The two have known each other for two years, and Lin Siran has never heard Pan Mingyue mention her parents.
**
A few days later.
Qin Ran slept on the table during class. It was very noisy outside and she couldn't even close her eyes. She propped her hand on the table and rested her chin on it, looking unhappy.
Lin Siran distributed the papers of other students and handed Qin Ran's paper to her.
6 points.
An improvement over last time.
Lin Siran comforted herself.
"It's the first day of school for new students. It will be very noisy today." Lin Siran saw Qin Ran's face was a little red, a little unhappy, and looked a little sick. "Ran Ran, are you sick?"
She knew Qin Ran was working part-time. It rained heavily last night and she didn’t bring an umbrella. She came back from the milk tea shop soaking wet.
“It’s okay.” Qin Ran’s voice was muffled. She sat sideways, leaning against the wall, looking listless.
Lin Siran was a little worried.
He went to get some cold capsules from other students in the class and stared at Qin Ran while she ate one.
After taking the medicine, Qin Ran felt even more sleepy, but she couldn't fall asleep.
The voices of the new students downstairs are like flies in my ears.
She put on her headphones and turned up the music.
After finally getting through the school at noon, the school was full of people except for the school clinic in the corner, which was as quiet as before. Qin Ran breathed a sigh of relief.
In the school clinic.
Because today is the first day of school for new students, there are unusually few people in the school clinic.
Very quiet.
Lu Zhaoying held the computer on his lap and logged onto a completely black webpage, chatting with someone. The text there was also in special symbols that most people could hardly understand.
He was chatting quite casually.
Until the other party said something and he almost choked himself to death.
"Master Jun... Master Jun," Lu Zhaoying stared at the computer page, eyes wide open, and stammered, "I seem to have a clue."
Cheng Juan was leaning on the sofa, flipping through the medical records, holding a pen in one hand, looking dignified and lazy, not even raising his head, calm and composed, "What are you panicking about? Tell me."
"According to Paralyzed Face, he helped us fight against the black group. His code name is Q."
Snap——
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