Everyone looked over there.
It was confirmed that a thin figure came out.
The person in charge looked over and saw that it was a girl. He asked Feng Xiu beside him: "Is this Xie Yi from your class? Why did you come out so early? I heard from the examiner that the questions this time are not easy."
Feng Xiu was also surprised that someone came out so early. As the figure got closer, Feng Xiu could see the figure clearly and recognized it as Meng Fu. He retracted his gaze and shook his head lightly: "No."
"Who is that?" The person in charge was obviously very curious about this person who came out so early.
Feng Xiu explained to him, "This is a direct student that the president of Beijing University applied to the Perfume Association for this year. He must have good academic performance and is also the top scorer in this year's college entrance examination. I don't know why he must come to learn perfumery."
The person in charge was originally very curious about Meng Fu, but after Feng Xiu's explanation, he lost his curiosity, retracted his gaze, and nodded: "I have heard a little bit about it, no wonder."
A freshman with no foundation coming out so early must have encountered some difficulties.
Because Class 2 has not met the standards for several consecutive years, the Perfume Association has made great efforts to rectify the Perfume Department. It is not difficult to understand why the freshmen encountered bottlenecks and graduated early.
The two of them stopped paying attention to Meng Fu.
...
...
This is Meng Fu.
Feng Zhi glanced at her, with no other expression on his face, not showing any dissatisfaction with Meng Fu. He just paused and said, "Student Meng, Dean Li just came to see me. If you have time, go to the Engineering Department to see him."
Although it's a pity that Meng Fu's talent is limited, but following Dean Li, Meng Fu's future will not be bad.
He also didn't ask Meng Fu how she felt about the assessment.
"Thank you, teacher," Meng Fu nodded. She estimated that she would have to go back to T City this time, and there would be variety shows and movies. "Can I take a leave for a while?"
"Ask for leave?" The Perfumery Department didn't have the same clock-in system as other departments. Learning was all based on self-discipline, but there were basically no students who didn't come to class. Everyone was very diligent. Feng Zhi glanced at Meng Fu and smiled, "I can give you leave, but you have to ask Dean Li in a few days."
After the results of this assessment come out, it is still uncertain whether the Perfumery Class 2 can continue to exist.
Hearing this, Meng Fu put his sunglasses on the bridge of his nose, "So teacher, please give me a note for leave."
"Okay, here you go." Thinking that Meng Fu would be a student in the engineering department in the future and would no longer be under his jurisdiction, Feng Zhi did not say anything. He asked his assistant to get paper and pen and wrote a leave request for Meng Fu.
Then he reached out and patted her shoulder, "What are you doing? Go quickly."
"Thank you, teacher." Meng Fu pushed up his sunglasses with one hand, took the leave application with the other hand, and left directly through the gate.
After waiting for more than an hour, when Xie Yi, Duan Yan and Liang Si came out one after another, Meng Fu had already gone back.
**
Jianghe Villa, 1601.
When Meng Fu returned, Zhao Fan had already packed up his belongings. The hanging TV in the hall was rarely playing Meng Fu's variety show, but a special program about the animal world, wild swans.
As soon as Meng Fu entered, she saw Dabai squatting beside the TV, with his feet on the carpet, watching the animal world listlessly.
It clearly only has two legs, and when it lies like this, it looks like a dog.
"Brother Cheng is going back to say goodbye to his family." Seeing Meng Fu coming back, Zhao Fan came out with a box, then pointed at Dabai and explained, "Sudi said that this goose has been learning from the Dogo Argentino in the beauty salon recently, so Brother Cheng will let it see its own kind."
Zhao Fan knew that Meng Fu had an exam today, so she no longer asked Meng Fu how she did.
Meng Fu was silent for a while: "...I'm going to take a shower."
I just walked around the appreciation room for a while during the exam, and I smelled like spices.
They are going back to T City today.
Next up is the live broadcast of "A Day in the Life of a Star" and the start of GDL casting. Meng Fu's popularity and acting skills are now recognized by the audience. GDL is a big international IP with many supporting roles. The investors have made it clear that Meng Fu will participate, but whether she will play the leading role or a supporting role depends on the results of the open auditions.
So when Liang Si called Meng Fu, Meng Fu had already gotten in the car and was heading to T City.
The capital is some distance away from T city.
It was seven o'clock in the evening when the car arrived at the Jiang family mansion.
Mr. Jiang and several servants were waiting at the gate of the mansion early.
"Xiao Su, you're finally here." When Mr. Jiang saw the car stop, he walked towards them with his crutches.
"Grandpa Jiang, be careful." Su Cheng stretched out his hand and supported Grandpa Jiang.
In October, the weather in T City was a little cold. Meng Fu put on a black sports jacket. After getting off the car, she put the hood of the jacket on her head.
The Jiang family had already prepared dinner, and the table was filled with Meng Fu's favorite dishes.
"You've come back recently, why don't you stay a few more days?" The Jiang family is not the Yu family, and they don't have so many rules. During the meal, Mr. Jiang asked Meng Fu, "The Jiang family has a meeting at nine o'clock the day after tomorrow. Don't forget it."
The Jiang family's chef cooked a good meal. Meng Fu ate a few more bites of the duck and nodded nonchalantly: "Yeah."
Su Di sat on the other side of the table, next to Jiang Xinchen. He asked Jiang Xinchen which chef made the dishes on the table. Jiang Xinchen knew it was Assistant Meng Fu, so he answered politely one by one.
A year has passed, and Jiang Xinchen has changed a lot. He is no longer as sharp as he was before, and has become much more stable.
Su Di looked at him and found it magical.
At first he felt that Jiang Xinchen was not at all like Meng Fu, but now he felt that some of Jiang Xinchen's aura was similar to Meng Fu's.
"Xinchen is now a sophomore in high school, right? How's math going lately?" Su Cheng took a few bites and stopped eating. He put down his chopsticks and remembered that Meng Fu had introduced Zhou Jin to Jiang Xinchen before leaving.
Hearing this, Meng Fu also looked up at Jiang Xinchen.
Jiang Xinchen raised his head quickly, a little nervous, "In the last monthly exam, I scored 142 in math, second in the whole school."
Jiang Xinchen was okay at math before, but far from this level. He was only in the top ten in the class. Being second in the whole school was an extremely outstanding result. Jiang Xinran was about the same rank at the time.
Meng Fu nodded, "Not bad."
Beside her, Mr. Jiang glanced at Jiang Xinchen and said to Meng Fu, "What's so great about that? With the guidance of you and Teacher Zhou, he got second place in the exam. Is he still proud of that? He is far worse than you."
Jiang Xinchen nodded quickly, "Yes, Grandpa."
Obviously, he is afraid of Mr. Jiang.
Jiang Quan didn't dare to say anything. When he was in school, the highest score he had ever gotten was only 20th in the class, which was far inferior to Jiang Xinran and Jiang Xinchen. That was why Jiang Xinran had such good grades and was highly valued by the Jiang family.
After dinner, Jiang Xinchen didn't dare to relax and went straight to his room to study.
In the past year, he not only had to attend classes, but also had to study company matters, so he had almost no free time.
Meng Fu thought about it and followed him, "I'll go check on his learning progress."
Downstairs, Su Cheng made a cup of tea for Mr. Jiang. He had some knowledge of tea ceremony, and the tea he made was particularly fragrant. "Grandpa, are you too harsh on Xinchen?"
Mr. Jiang picked up the teacup and took a sip. He thought for a moment and shook his head, "Boys should be responsible."
Except for Meng Fu, Mr. Jiang was used to being strict with everyone else in the Jiang family, and it would take him a while to change.
Su Cheng slowly poured another cup of tea and chuckled, "Lower your standards for him and don't compare him with his sister."
"That's true," Mr. Jiang realized, "not everyone can get the score that Afu did."
Su Cheng reminded Mr. Jiang to reflect on whether he was too harsh on Jiang Xinchen.
Then he put on his reading glasses, logged into Weibo and posted a message.
Su Cheng originally thought that Mr. Jiang was thinking seriously about Jiang Xinchen's problem. When he heard the Weibo voice coming from Mr. Jiang's phone, he paused and took out his phone to flip through it.
The latest Weibo post——
Grandpa who loves to be hospitalized: My granddaughter is coming back today. I will draw 30 puffs and give each of them a new high-end Pear mobile phone. She needs to check in on the super topic for more than 100 days. The prize will be drawn at 1 am in half a month~
Below is a picture of the Pear phone.
The latest model of Pear mobile phone is very popular recently, but it is relatively expensive. A high-end latest model costs about 13,000 yuan.
As soon as the retweet lottery came out, Meng Fu's fan group instantly became excited.
Su Cheng: “…”
After posting on Weibo, Mr. Jiang took off his reading glasses and looked at Su Cheng: "Xiao Su, is Ah Fu doing well in school recently? How did she do in the exam today?"
"It should be good." Su Cheng put down the teacup, thought about it, and chuckled.
**
The next day.
Kyoto University, Department of Perfume.
The assessment and review of the Perfumery Department is not conducted by people from the Perfumery Department, but by the unified examiners of the Perfume Department.
This time, the Perfume Association decided to take action to rectify the perfume industry.
Every year the results are announced at internal meetings of the Perfume Association and the Perfumery Department, and this year is no exception.
The meeting starts at nine in the morning.
Feng Zhi and Feng Xiu arrived before eight o'clock. In addition to the two teachers from the Perfumery Department, there were also many staff members from the Perfumery Department.
Today is a very important matter, and the president of Kyoto University has arrived early, waiting for the people from the Incense Association to come.
"Professor Feng, what is the forecast this time? I heard that Duan Yan is planning to go for S." Zhang Yusen stood beside Feng Zhi and asked in a low voice.
As long as he reaches S, Class 2 will not be cancelled this year, and the resources will be increased by half.
Feng Zhi looked up at Zhang Yusen, but couldn't smile, "I can only look at him."
Nine o'clock.
The staff of the Incense Association arrived.
Mr. Lin, and the two examiners from last time have arrived.
"Here are the final grades of the 86 students," Elder Lin stood on the conference table and opened the sealed bag in his hand. "I just took it out from the Incense Association. I haven't opened it yet. Now we will announce the pass rates of the two classes."
When Feng Xiu saw Elder Lin coming in, he quickly looked up at him.
"Class 1, pass rate 81%."
"Class 2, pass rate 46%."
81%. Feng Xiu was not surprised. He just looked up and waited for each student to be rated individually. He attached great importance to the rating of Xie Yi in their class. Whether the resources of their class could be doubled this year depended on whether Xie Yi could achieve S this time.
Mr. Lin read it from beginning to end.
"Xu Wei, B."
"Jiang Yinong, C."
"Liang Si, B."
Elder Lin continued reading with a calm expression until he read a name. He paused for a moment and smiled a little: "Xie Yi, S. Congratulations to Dean Feng for your good teaching."
"No," Feng Xiu finally breathed a sigh of relief, with a hint of pride between his brows, "This is about the student's own efforts."
Xie Yi reached S in three years, which is relatively rare in the perfumery field, but it is not unprecedented. Most people had some predictions about Xie Yi's result, so they were not too surprised.
Now the assessment results of most people have come out.
Only a few people from the Fengzhi class were left.
Everyone in the conference room was congratulating Feng Xiu, talking one after another, but no one left, including Feng Xiu. In recent times, they had heard about Duan Yan's attempt to achieve an S rating.
Feng Xiu was also waiting.
Feng Zhi also held on to a glimmer of hope.
Elder Lin finally read out Duan Yan's name: "Duan Yan——"
Feng Zhi, Feng Xiu, and Zhang Yusen all raised their heads and stared at Elder Lin intently.
"A."
Mr. Lin uttered a word.
Upon hearing this result, the staff around Feng Xiu was stunned, then shook their heads, "Duan Yan A? Then Professor Feng's class has no hope this year."
Feng Xiu just glanced at Feng Zhi indifferently and said nothing.
Feng Zhi had already guessed this result.
Perfumery talents account for a large proportion.
Therefore, the Perfume Association set a rule for the Perfume Department. After entering the Perfume Department, if a student can reach A within three years, his talent is considered good. For example, Duan Yan, a strong man in Class 2, achieved A in his first year. Otherwise, Feng Xiu would not be so concerned about Duan Yan.
The perfumery industry has existed for so many years, but very few can reach A within a year, and not many can reach B within a year.
Only the Fengxiu class has ever produced an S-level person. Not to mention an assistant, even Fengzhi only talks about it and doesn't dare to think about it in reality.
They couldn't reach a 50% pass rate, so they only placed a glimmer of hope on Duan Yan. Now that Duan Yan's result came out, Feng Zhi had expected it, so his expression didn't get out of control.
Elder Lin turned to the last page, "Meng Fu——"
He was a little stuck.
Feng Xiu also heard his own result. He turned around, and amid the congratulations of others, went out to announce the good news to Xie Yi.
Zhang Yusen comforted Feng Zhi: "Professor Feng, go back and deal with the files of your students. I'll take care of this."
Feng Zhi nodded, and he left with heavy steps.
The people in the conference room, including Zhang Yusen, didn't care much about the "Meng Fu" mentioned by Mr. Lin.
Elder Lin finally came to his senses, confirmed the number again and again, and looked in the direction of Feng Zhi, "S."
"Professor Feng, great joy."
In the conference room, the sounds of congratulations disappeared instantly.
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