750.
To be honest, not to mention Zhou Jin, even Principal Gu, in his long life, has hardly ever seen a 750.
Not to mention, it's still under such difficult circumstances.
Principal Gu couldn't help but reach out his hand. He held the chair of the staff in front of him, tilted his head, and looked at Zhou Jin with an unsure mind. He was so shocked that he almost couldn't say a word. "No, am I seeing things?"
Is this a score made by humans?
Those students who got into Continental University are no more than this, right?
Zhou Jin did not reply to Principal Gu. He just stared at the computer screen for a long while. Then he reported Meng Fu's student ID number again and asked the boy to search it again.
The young man was also in a trance for a moment, and quickly said "Oh", then deleted the number above and searched again, and the same sentence came out -
Meng Fu, 750.
"You said before that she wouldn't be able to make it into the top 60 in your class?" Principal Gu stared at the young man and searched again.
...
...
After reading it, he turned around and looked at Zhou Jin.
There are 60 students in the Rocket Class, but there are gaps among these 60 students.
The first place and the 60th place are completely different.
The first one is like Jin Zhiyuan. He is in the intensive class and may be admitted to Continental University in the future. At the very least, he will be at the level of Peking University. In the rocket class, Jin Zhiyuan is the ceiling.
No. 60. If you don’t have outstanding results in a single subject, you can barely get into Kyoto University.
Zhou Jin was so sure that Meng Fu would have a hard time getting into the top 60 because of his confidence in the joint education system of the ten schools. Without having received such abnormal education in the ten schools, it would be too difficult for her to adapt to the exams of the ten schools.
"This Meng Fu..." Zhou Jin was almost speechless. It seemed as if a bolt of thunder had exploded above his head. His entire body felt numb and his forehead was hot.
He had seen many geniuses with incredible scores in a single subject. As Principal Gu said, people like Meng Fu could only be found in schools like Zhou University.
No wonder she kept telling herself that she wouldn't come back to school.
"Principal Gu, I'm applying for an extra spot in the intensive class," Zhou Jin turned to Principal Gu, paused, and then said, "Go directly to the exam spot."
Principal Gu nodded. He knew what Zhou Jin meant: "Okay, I'll make the arrangements."
As the two big guys in the school were talking, the staff member spoke cautiously: "Principal, Teacher Zhou, then I will make all the rankings first?"
"You do it," Zhou Jin waved to the staff, took his phone out to call Zhao Fan, and looked at Principal Gu, "Principal, the rest of the things will be left to you."
Principal Gu asked the staff to print out Meng Fu's grades for him to see. When he heard Zhou Jin's words, he was stunned, "Is there anything else?"
"The only one among the ten schools who got full marks, a top-ranked student," Zhou Jin said to Principal Gu with an expression he did not know what to use. "The Mathematics Union will also receive this news later, understand?"
If we don't intercept Meng Fu's messages, I'm afraid it won't be long before Meng Fu becomes a member of the Mathematical Union.
After Zhou Jin finished speaking, he went outside to get some fresh air and calmly called Zhao Fan back.
**
This is Meng Fu.
Li Qingning's agent also booked this hotel. She followed Li Qingning's car back and after asking Zhao Fan for the room number, she separated from Li Qingning.
She filmed a variety show all day today and still has a lot of homework to do.
She watches classic drama performances every day, does the weekly exercises Zhou Jin gives her, and does the daily copying assigned by President Yan.
"Do you have anything to say?" When Su Di opened the door, Meng Fu saw Zhao Fan's resentful eyes. She stopped, half leaning against the back of the sofa, and asked.
Zhao Fan looked at him dimly, "You are still in the mood to eat hot pot. Your monthly exam results will be out today."
Meng Fu spoke like an emotionless machine: "Oh."
"This is related to your future development..."
Meng Fu interrupted Zhao Fan and pointed at her pocket, "Sister Fan, cell phone."
Zhao Fan took out his phone and saw that it was Zhou Jin. He quickly answered the phone: "Teacher Zhou, is it Meng Fu's joint entrance examination results that are out?"
Meng Fu saw that she answered the phone, and was not curious, but just asked Su Di: "Which room is mine?"
"That." Su Di was also paying attention to Zhao Fan's call. He poured a glass of warm water for Meng Fu, and then pointed to the room diagonally opposite him.
Meng Fu took the warm water and entered the room.
Zhao Fan is still talking to Teacher Zhou on the phone.
Zhou Jin said, "It's out. Meng Fu did very well in the exam."
Zhao Fan heard Zhou Jin's tone, paused slightly, and asked tentatively: "She did very well in the exam... Meng Fu, did she rank in the top 60?"
The top 60 will not be eliminated by the last-place elimination system. This is what Zhao Fan can imagine and the best result Meng Fu can get.
She held her breath and listened to Zhou Jin's answer.
"Well, she ranked in the top 60. I made a bet with her, and she won." Zhou Jin didn't know what tone to use to describe it. "She can... not come to school in the future, but her grades must not fall behind."
"Really the top 60?" Zhao Fan straightened his back suddenly, his head getting hot.
Although Su Cheng had hinted to her several times, Zhao Fan could not comprehend something as mysterious as grades. That was one of the top ten schools in the country, where top students gathered.
Che Shao was on the hot search for the whole afternoon yesterday because it was revealed that he had studied at the affiliated high school.
Meng Fu dropped out of school for two years, and during that year she was mocked for her poor English. Zhao Fan remembered it clearly. When she heard Zhou Jin's words, she felt as if she were in a dream. "Teacher Zhou, what is Meng Fu's ranking exactly?"
Zhou Jin was outside for a while and was much more sober now. When he heard Zhao Fan ask him, he was quite calm, his voice was as serious as ever: "750 points, first place, should be the only first place in this ten-school joint exam."
"First place, thank you Mr. Zhou..." Zhao Fan thanked him first.
Halfway through thanking her, her voice got stuck in her throat and she raised her head abruptly: "Teacher Zhou, what score and ranking did you say she got?"
Zhou Jin spoke at a steady pace, "750 points, first place. Although she is first place, she doesn't need to come to school, but Meng Fu's courses cannot be left behind. I hope you can pay more attention to Meng Fu on weekdays. You can't put down your career and studies. I have something else to do, so I'll hang up now."
Seeing that Zhao Fan didn't speak for a long time, Zhou Jin knew that she might need some time to calm down. He said something to Zhao Fan and hung up the phone.
"Sister Fan, how did Miss Meng do in the exam?" There was a food show on TV. After Su Cheng's reminder, Su Di was not worried about Meng Fu's grades at all. He held the remote control, watching TV, and turned to Zhao Fan and asked casually.
Zhao Fan had come back to her senses. She looked at the closed door of Meng Fu's room with a blank expression and replied with seven words: "Very good, first among the ten schools."
Zhao Fan suddenly remembered that during the second episode of "Stars", countless people were worshipping Meng Fu's cousin Meng Xun.
Only Meng Fu acted like an okay cousin.
Zhao Fan didn't understand at that time, but now she suddenly realized -
Meng Fu might have been serious at that time.
First among ten schools?
"Wait a minute," Su Di was silent for a moment. He knew more than Zhao Fan and was clear about what it meant to be first among the ten schools. He took the remote control, muted the TV volume, and turned to Zhao Fan: "Sister Fan, tell me again, what is first?"
“First among ten schools.”
Su Di: “…”
TM?
Su Cheng came out of the house holding his cell phone.
Zhao Fan, who was thinking, was silent for a moment when he saw Su Cheng. Finally, he couldn't help but speak: "Brother Cheng, tell me, am I... hindering the country's pillars?"
With Meng Fu's grades, it goes without saying that she will have no problem getting into any national academy of sciences in the future. In the entertainment industry, even Zhao Fan had to admit that it was a waste of her talent. No wonder Zhou Jin went so far as to visit her.
Su Cheng changed into home clothes, a white cotton shirt. Under the light, his cold and sharp face looked much softer than usual.
He reached into the refrigerator and took a bottle of mineral water. Without looking up, he said calmly, "She knows what she is doing."
Su Cheng unscrewed the bottle cap and glanced at Zhao Fan before returning to his room. His eyes were filled with a deep black color, making it impossible to tell what he was thinking. "She also likes those fans very much. You don't have to feel pressured."
**
In Meng Fu's room, she took her pajamas and took a shower to wash off the smell of hot pot. Then she found her ink pen from the box, took out the drawing paper, spread it on the table, and began to copy today's painting.
After she finished copying the painting, she took a photo and sent it to President Yan.
At the same time, she also saw a missed voice call on WeChat, which was from Xu Bochuan.
There is another WeChat message from He Xiyuan——
Senior Brother: [I will send you something in a couple of days. Is the address I used last time okay? 】
Meng Fu replied with two words——
【Can. 】
After Meng Fu replied to He Xiyuan, she sent the copied painting to President Yan, and finally called Xu Bochuan back.
The voice call was picked up after three rings. On the other end of the phone, Xu Bochuan was lighting incense. He turned on the speaker and said, "You have to bring your teacher Li here tomorrow. Don't forget."
"We are in the neighboring city," Meng Fu looked at the copied painting. This time, she did not wait for the painting to dry. She just rubbed it so that it was unrecognizable and threw it into the trash can. "Tomorrow at ten o'clock, okay?"
"Okay." At this point, Xu Bochuan was still in good spirits. He put down the small silver spoon in his hand, "I gave two of your incense sticks to Yi Tong."
"It's your stuff, you can do with it as you please." Meng Fu said nonchalantly as he went to the bathroom to wash his paintbrushes.
"Then is there anything you need Yi Tong to do? Otherwise, let him be your guest once." Xu Bochuan didn't know why Meng Fu didn't sell perfume, but he could guess that it would be if she could owe Yi Tong a favor.
Meng Fu interrupted Xu Bochuan's terrible idea without thinking: "Don't do that. Mr. Yi is too famous. Director Xu, just remember to meet me tomorrow."
On the other end of the phone, Xu Bochuan put down the phone and looked helplessly at the tall man behind him, "Xiao Yi, I have said everything I should say, she doesn't sell fragrance."
He turned on the speaker when talking to Meng Fu, and Yi Tong heard it too. He could only feel regretful and asked, "Why didn't she sell it?"
"This kind of incense is complicated to make," Xu Bochuan guessed the situation. "I have met some people from the incense association. This kind of fragrance should be difficult to make, so the quantity is small. She doesn't sell it much and only uses it for people she knows."
At this point, Xu Bochuan just patted Yi Tong on the shoulder and said, "Take two from me and light them for your grandma to see if she feels better. This can improve the quality of sleep."
As he spoke, Xu Bochuan walked to the table where he kept incense. Looking at the six sticks left, he reluctantly took out one and handed it to Yi Tong, "Take it back and let your grandmother try it."
Yi Tong grew up under the care of Xu Bochuan. Yi Tong is considered Xu Bochuan's nephew, so Xu Bochuan takes good care of him.
Yi Tong looked at him silently, "I just heard you say two."
**
The next day.
Seven o'clock.
Meng Fu sat on the sofa in the hall, holding a bottle of milk in her mouth. She glanced around the hall and asked casually, "Brother Cheng hasn't gotten up yet?"
Zhao Fan has been looking at her since morning.
Meng Fu didn't want to talk to someone who hadn't gotten to the point of intelligence yet, so he asked Su Di.
Su Di took the remote control and turned down the volume of the TV. "He left for a foreign country first."
"Abroad?" Meng Fu bit the straw and squinted.
Sudi nodded and explained carefully, "I have some things to take care of. We are going to the Royal Academy of Music this week and should be able to come back with him."
"Oh," Meng Fu crushed the milk bottle and threw it back, her eyebrows and eyes clear, and she said indifferently: "Let's go too."
I made an appointment with Xu Bochuan today to take Li Qingning to his place for an audition.
The three of them didn't have much luggage, just Meng Fu's suitcase, which Su Di carried.
Zhao Fan followed Meng Fu silently, returned the room card, and waited until he reached the hotel entrance before he remembered to ask Meng Fu: "No, what are you going to do today? There is no schedule today, shall we go back to T City?"
Meng Fu raised his head and pulled up the brim of his hat, looking at the door, waiting for Li Qingning, "No, I'm not going back. I'll wait for Teacher Li."
at the same time.
Li Qingning just came out of the room. He didn't wear formal clothes today, just a set of casual clothes casually.
His agent glanced at him, shook his head, and laughed, "Is it worth it for you to ask for a day off from the crew just to accompany Meng Fu? What's the point? If it's a bad drama and Meng Fu is there, would you have the nerve to refuse?"
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At the beginning of the month, please guarantee your monthly ticket! This year I will try my best to show some respect to Brother Fu. xx has a red envelope for monthly tickets at the beginning of the month. Love you all, muah~
Although last month was not very regular, I unexpectedly updated 10,000 times for a month. This month I will try my best to adjust the time (maybe it's too difficult 233)
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