Meng Fu was with Jiang Xinchen today, not only to bring him to see Zhou Jin, but also for the exam that Zhou Jin mentioned.
Zhou Jin wanted to have a good talk with her about the Zhou University entrance exam.
Meng Fu didn't look up when Jiang Xinran was talking to Yu Zhenling.
When Zhou Jin arrived, Meng Fu raised her head. Seeing Zhou Jin, she took off her hat, looked at him, greeted him, and said, "Teacher Zhou, get in the car first."
When you meet someone, you should take off your hat to show respect.
As Meng Fu spoke, she opened the car door and let Zhou Jin get in.
"Okay." Zhou Jin still held his notebook and several test papers in his hand.
Jiang Xinran and the other two were standing a few meters away from Meng Fu, and they didn't look like they knew Meng Fu.
When he saw Jiang Xinran, he just nodded slightly at Jiang Xinran: "Student Jiang."
Jiang Xinran was a student in his class, so Zhou Jin naturally remembered her.
...
...
After saying hello to Jiang Xinran, Zhou Jin got into the car.
He and Meng Fu sat in the back seat, Jiang Xinchen sat in the driver's seat, and Su Di drove.
The black car sped away.
At the same place, Jiang Xinran and Yu Zhenling did not speak.
A bit quiet.
"What's wrong?" Yu Yong glanced at the two of them and urged them to get in the car, but there was no response from them.
Especially Jiang Xinran, whose face was clearly filled with disbelief. Yu Yong paused and asked tentatively, "Who is that Teacher Zhou?"
"Xinran's homeroom teacher," Yu Yong didn't know him, but Yu Zhenling, who had attended a parent-teacher conference for Jiang Xinran, knew him. She didn't look away, but felt that these two days had overturned her own perceptions. "Teacher Zhou Jin, she led the national team to the International Mathematics Competition. Xinran, does Teacher Zhou also tutor you?"
Although Zhou Jin is Jiang Xinran's class teacher, Yu Zhenling is not familiar with him.
But she had also heard Jiang Xinran talk about Zhou Jin many times.
For someone like Zhou Jin, it's not enough to ask him to attend intensive courses. Asking him to be a tutor is almost like asking the leader of a mathematics union to be a boss, right?
After listening to Yu Zhenling's explanation, Yu Yong paused for a moment. From these few words, he roughly understood the situation.
Jiang Xinran tried hard to look away, and she was a little absent-minded as she listened to Yu Zhenling's words.
Let’s not talk about how Meng Fu invited Zhou Jin.
Just Zhou Jin, the female teacher she just mentioned, became a little disgraceful.
Thinking about what he said, and also feeling that Yu Yong and Yu Zhenling beside him seemed to be looking at him, Jiang Xinran's face flushed a little, "Uncle, let's go."
**
In the passenger seat, Jiang Xinchen naturally recognized Zhou Jin.
In the school, some students may not know Principal Gu, but no one does not know Zhou Jin, the national treasure of No. 1 Middle School.
Jiang Xinchen had also heard the rumors, and he was not sure that the person Meng Fu found for him was Zhou Jin.
The car finally stopped next to Meng Fu's rental house.
Meng Fu and Zhou Jin went upstairs first, and Su Di parked the car.
Jiang Xinchen squatted on the side of the road waiting for him.
"Why don't you go up?" Perhaps because Jiang Xinchen didn't run away with Yu Zhenling this time and also helped to rescue Meng Fu, Jiang Xinchen from the Su team was not so averse.
"Just..." Jiang Xinchen turned his head and looked in the direction where Meng Fu and the others disappeared, "Just now, Teacher Zhou..."
"It's Teacher Zhou," Su Di probably thought Jiang Xinchen didn't know Zhou Jin, so he said, "Teacher Zhou Jin from the Rocket Class of the third grade of No. 1 Middle School. Miss Meng thinks that you are too bad at math, so she asked Teacher Zhou Jin to tutor you in math. You will live here during this period."
Last night, Su Di cleaned up a storage room for Jiang Xinchen to live in.
After hearing Su Di's words, Jiang Xinchen: "..."
He squatted there in silence for a while, then followed Su Di upstairs.
The rental house was a bit shabby. It was Jiang Xinchen's first time here. He saw the dark stairwell and thought about the small villa that Yu Zhenling bought for Jiang Xinran not far away. Jiang Xinchen couldn't help but pursed his lips.
Upstairs, Meng Fu was discussing two exercises with Zhou Jin. Jiang Xinchen sat quietly on the sofa, not daring to speak.
"Please do these two papers first." Zhou Jin handed Jiang Xinchen two papers.
An hour later.
Zhou Jin glanced at the test paper, then stood up and looked at Jiang Xinchen: "That's all for today. You stay here after school tomorrow, and I will tutor you on time."
From the two papers just now, he had some understanding of Jiang Xinchen's mathematical foundation.
His brain is indeed not very sharp, and he needs to think of several plans to improve Jiang Xinchen's grades at night.
After Zhou Jin left, Meng Fu returned to the study.
The only ones left outside were Zhao Fan and Su Di who were in the kitchen.
"Here, this is for you." Zhao Fan handed a stack of papers to Jiang Xinchen while talking on the phone to Su Cheng.
"What is this?" Jiang Xinchen took it and turned the page.
There were complicated math problems inside. Jiang Xinchen was stunned. Just as he was about to turn the page, he saw the watermark in the lower right corner -
Intensive class.
Intensive class?
Jiang Xinchen didn't know what he was thinking. He continued to flip through the pages and found that every page contained a question from the intensive class, 18 questions in total.
"Sister Fan, where did you get these?" Jiang Xinchen jumped up as if he was on a spring.
Zhao Fan informed Su Cheng about Meng Fu's upcoming trip to "We Are Friends" before hanging up the phone.
After hearing what Jiang Xinchen said, she casually explained, "As for the exercises for the intensive class, your sister is busy with her career and doesn't want to go to class, so Teacher Zhou Jin gave her the exercises every week as a second choice. Weren't you quite interested in these before? Take a look, don't force yourself."
Zhao Fan had also studied these questions, and finally found that she couldn't even understand the questions.
Zhao Fan said this and knocked on the door of Meng Fu's study.
Little did he know that Jiang Xinchen outside was still maintaining the same attitude as before, and Zhao Fan’s words about the “intensive class” exercises kept echoing in his ears.
**
In the study, due to what happened to Meng Fu recently, there were no announcements in the past two days.
After Zhao Fan entered, he showed her the contract that he had printed out along with the exercises in his hand: "I have negotiated with you to be a guest on 'We Are Friends'. It will take three days to record one episode. The day after tomorrow, we will go to record the eighth episode. The location is in Beijing."
Meng Fu took off her coat and took the contract. Hearing this, she raised her eyebrows and said, "I understand."
As she spoke, she opened WeChat and sent a message to Yi Tong:
[Actor Yi, are you free tomorrow? I'll go see your grandma first. 】
After these two days of leisure, Meng Fu will start to get busy. She has given Yi Tong's grandmother a month, but she has not met Yi Tong's grandmother in person, so many data cannot be estimated.
If Yi Tong's grandmother's health was as poor as Grandpa Jiang's, it would still be difficult.
This time, Mr. Jiang made Meng Fu a little scared. Meng Fu decided to give safe treatment and stabilize Yi Tong's grandmother's condition first.
On the other end of the phone, Yi Tong quickly sat up: [If I have time, I'll ask someone to pick you up tomorrow. 】
Last time, Meng Fu learned that Yi Tong and Director Xu's families were both in Beijing. He happened to be recording "We Are Friends" and went to Beijing to see his grandmother.
[No, I'll go by myself.] 】
After Meng Fu finished talking to Yi Tong, she called Su Cheng again.
On the phone.
Su Cheng got off the plane and got into the car. The Su family was waiting for him at the exit.
"What's wrong?" He lowered his head, reached out and pressed the answer button. His voice was a little warmer than before.
In the driver's seat, Su Tian glanced at the rearview mirror in surprise, but he only dared to glance at it for less than a second and did not dare to look any longer.
"Is your mother okay?" Meng Fu poured herself a glass of water and listened to Su's words. It seemed that Su Cheng's mother had a relapse of her old illness, so she told Su Cheng to go back.
Su Cheng looked at the traffic outside, and after hearing this, he said softly, "She's awake. I'm rushing back to see her."
"That's good." Meng Fu originally wanted to ask Su Cheng what disease his mother had.
The words came to my lips, but I swallowed them back.
We’ll talk about it when we have the chance.
She finished the water in the cup, hung up the phone, and walked to her black box to study the incense pills.
**
The next day.
Meng Fu went to the airport alone with her backpack.
She put on a mask and fastened the hood of her windbreaker, and her whole style almost changed. All the way from T City to the airport, no one recognized her.
It’s not that Meng Fu is not popular anymore, but even if there are die-hard fans who think that the person in front of them looks very similar to Meng Fu, they dare not recognize her.
Because Meng Fu doesn't have an agent, let alone an assistant, and she carries her own backpack. It's impossible for such a popular artist to not have an assistant.
Yi Tong did not go to T City to pick up Meng Fu, but waited at the airport. As soon as Meng Fu arrived, he drove her to find his grandmother.
It is three o'clock in the afternoon and the traffic in Beijing is not particularly congested.
Soon, Yi Tong drove Meng Fu to a small western-style building.
He handed the car keys to the guard and took Meng Fu into the building.
As soon as you enter, you will see various calligraphy and paintings by famous artists displayed all around.
There is a word "静" on each side, and the calligraphy is dignified and majestic, obviously it has been practiced.
"Cousin, you're back." As soon as he entered, the servant bowed respectfully.
"Yeah," Yi Tong nodded slightly at her and walked inside, "Grandma, I'm back."
Yi Tong's grandmother, Mrs. Ji, is nearly 80 years old. Her hair is gray and she looks frail, but the gleam that occasionally flashes in her eyes makes people dare not look directly at her.
Seeing Yi Tong coming back, Mrs. Ji turned her gaze to Meng Fu who was beside Yi Tong, and her eyes lit up, "This is Miss Meng, right?"
She had heard Yi Tong and Xu Bochuan talk about Meng Fu many times. After knowing that the spices that made her sleep were made by Meng Fu, she started to pay attention to Meng Fu and even added Meng Fu's super topic.
While following the show, Mrs. Ji also recommended Meng Fu to her family.
This is the first time I see her in person. Her features are pretty, but not sharp. Instead, she looks well-behaved and clever.
Old Mrs. Ji smiled so hard that her eyes narrowed.
"You can just call me Xiao Meng." Meng Fu glanced at Old Lady Ji and smiled.
"That's fine," Mrs. Ji smiled and patted Meng Fu's hand, "Then you can call me Grandma Ji. Xiaotong, come on, take a picture for us."
Old Mrs. Ji quickly handed the phone to Yi Tong.
Yi Tong looked at the surprised Meng Fu: "..."
I didn't have the courage to tell her that the old lady had become her fan and asked the maid to help her check in on the super topic every day.
The two of them got along very harmoniously. Not to mention Yi Tong, even the servants in the small western-style building were very surprised by Grandma Ji's attitude.
Meng Fu took the opportunity to check Old Lady Ji's pulse.
"Since you know Cibotium japonicum, I know you can treat it," Old Lady Ji asked someone to serve tea to Meng Fu, and then said to the people outside the door, "Ask Young Master Sun and the others to come to my place for dinner tonight."
Hearing this, Yi Tong glanced at Old Lady Ji.
I thought to myself, is grandma really going to match Meng Fu with his cousin?
Do you want to turn the person you are a fan of into your granddaughter-in-law?
This is hardcore star chasing.
Because of her poor sleep, Old Mrs. Ji moved out of the old house and rarely allowed these people to come to her house for dinner.
"What golden retriever?" Yi Tong ignored Ji Yiyang and asked about the golden retriever.
"It's about Xiao Meng's variety show," Old Lady Ji glanced at Yi Tong, "If you don't know, don't talk nonsense. Xiao Meng, why don't you stay for dinner tonight?"
Ignored Yi Tong: "..."
Meng Fu wanted to give Old Madam Ji acupuncture in the evening, and when she heard this, she did not refuse.
Hearing that Meng Fu was staying, Mrs. Ji was even happier, "Xiao Meng, the car in your show..."
"Che Shao." Meng Fu let go of the hand that was taking the pulse.
"Yes, Che Shao, what do you think of him?" Old Mrs. Ji looked at her.
Meng Fu thought about Old Lady Ji's condition and didn't care much, "It's okay."
Old Lady Ji looked at Meng Fu mentioning Che Shao, and she was very frank. It didn't look like anything was wrong, so the rumored "driver" CP on the internet was not true.
Old Mrs. Ji was even happier.
Six o'clock.
Old Mrs. Ji’s son Mr. Ji and grandson Ji Yiyang are back.
"Yi Yang, come here quickly." On the sofa, Mrs. Ji saw Ji Yi Yang and waved to him quickly, introducing Meng Fu to him: "This is Xiao Meng."
Meng Fu looked up and saw a thin young man with handsome eyes and eyebrows walking towards her.
"Hello." Ji Yiyang looked at Meng Fu calmly, then looked away.
He had heard his grandmother talk about Meng Fu more than once. Today was the first time he saw her in person. Ji Yiyang was really surprised by her beautiful appearance.
It’s even better than the photo Grandma Ji showed him.
Behind him, Ji's father saw Meng Fu, was slightly stunned, and then nodded slightly at Meng Fu.
"Uncle." Yi Tong stood up.
"Xiaotong is here too." When his gaze turned to Yi Tong, Ji's father's expression became much gentler and he smiled.
"Your mother hasn't come back?" Grandma Ji asked Ji Yiyang in a low voice.
Ji Yiyang helped Grandma Ji to sit at the dining table. Hearing this, he shook his head and said, "She went to meet a friend."
Grandma Ji wanted to introduce Ji Yiyang and Meng Fu, but Meng Fu didn't say much. She just sat next to Yi Tong and lowered her head to eat.
As for Ji Yiyang, he has been admired by people around him since he was a child. He is a favored child of heaven. Almost all girls come to him, but he rarely takes the initiative to talk to others.
Father Ji had been talking to Yi Tong. When Yi Tong went upstairs to get the spices, he looked at Meng Fu and asked with a smile, "I heard that your family is in business? What kind of business? If you need any help, you can tell me."
"Well, electronic ones." Meng Fu said nonchalantly while holding the chopsticks.
She didn't know what business the Jiang family was doing.
After all, she knows almost nothing about economic development and has never studied it. Asking her to manage a company is no better than asking her to solve a difficult math problem.
Father Ji originally wanted to find something to chat with Meng Fu, but seeing her like this, he seemed to not understand, so he paused for a moment, did not bring it up again, and changed the subject, smiling: "You are two years younger than Yi Yang, right? Doesn't that mean you are still studying?"
Meng Fu didn't quite understand why he asked this question, but she answered honestly, "Yes."
"Then how do you usually manage your time?" Father Ji looked at her with a smile, "Xiaotong was filming and studying at the same time. She was very hardworking, but she still got into Kyoto University. She is Yiyang's idol. Being an actor is very hard."
Meng Fu picked up a piece of meat, looked at Ji's father, and said slowly: "No, I won't go to class. I will take the college entrance examination next year."
Yi Tong was already a genius back then, but he still insisted on attending classes three days a week. His hard work paid off and he was admitted to Peking University.
Ji's father also knew many geniuses at Kyoto University, but he had never heard of anyone who didn't go to class.
Hearing Meng Fu's words, his smile faded a little. He looked at Meng Fu with a serious expression: "Young people should focus on their studies. Although Xiaotong is an actor, he also went to university and got a doctorate in finance. Now he manages the business left to him by his mother. It is better for young people to get a degree. It is impossible to stay in the entertainment industry for the rest of their lives."
Meng Fu: "...what you said makes sense."
At this point, Meng Fu stopped talking to Ji's father.
Father Ji asked Meng Fu a few more questions because he saw that Old Lady Ji liked this little girl very much. After studying, Father Ji asked Meng Fu about financial development, current affairs, and calligraphy and painting.
I found that Meng Fu didn't quite understand, and her words were vague and different from what the old lady described.
Father Ji was a little disappointed.
He remembered the junior sister of Ji Yiyang whom he had met before. She was from the branch of the Ren family. They were both in the third year of high school and studied at the Beijing High School. She was a good student and had learned a lot. Meng Fu was pretty, but she was nothing compared to her.
Father Ji couldn't help but shake his head. People in their family were extremely cautious in choosing their other half.
Ji Yiyang himself is also very outstanding, and he is the next heir of the Ji family. Ji's father straightened his face and thought to himself that before going back, he must find an opportunity to let the old lady give up this idea.
This girl is still not good enough to be with Ji Yiyang.
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