Published at 12th of April 2023 07:04:10 AM

Chapter 351 Su Cheng never thought he would have such a day

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Meng Fu remembered that when she came back last year, the female reporter had hundreds of thousands of fans, and the number of fans was over 10 million. Although there were zombie fans bought by the Go Club, she was able to compare with the popular second-tier celebrities.

"How many days are you going to stay this time?" Teacher Ge asked when she saw her looking at her account.

"I'm leaving soon," Meng Fu looked away, looking at the endgame, "I'm going to make a new movie."

Teacher Ge was taken aback, "So fast?"

"Well," Meng Fu nodded and stared at the endgame on the chessboard, "Teacher Ge, how many steps can you take at most?"

"Two moves," Teacher Ge took the chess pieces and placed them on the board. "It's hard to make a single move here. No matter which step is dead, you see this endgame transforms into another form of game..."

The two discussed the chess game downstairs.

Upstairs.

Su Chengzheng interrupted the video conference, and as soon as he got up, the phone on the table rang. He casually looked over and saw Yang Hua's remarks, and his expression was straightened.

He picked it up, walked to the window, his eyelashes drooped: "Auntie?"

Su Cheng's handling of all matters made people feel very comfortable. Yang Hua didn't know why there was no barrier to him. Hearing Su Cheng's voice, she paused, I have a friend. When she was nine years old, her parents divorced. , She went to find her brother, and waited for her brother to pick her up at the train station alone. After waiting for her brother all night, she waited for the trafficker gang..."

Yang Hua spoke, Su Cheng listened quietly without interrupting.

"Now, her brother has found her for thirty years," Yang Hua's voice sounded calm, as if she muttered to herself, "Thirty years have passed, what's the use... Do you think she should forgive her brother? ?"

Speaking of this, she did not continue.

Su Cheng was very patient, "Auntie, your friend may need an answer and wants to know why her brother didn't pick her up."

Su Cheng smiled, If you need my help, you can ask Meng if you are unsure, or you can leave there for a while, avoid them, and think carefully.

Yang Hua: "How many times have I told you, that's my friend."

Su Cheng is not annoyed, "I mean, let your friend avoid it for a while, wait until calm and then come back, then you will think clearly."

Yang Hua was somewhat satisfied, "What you said makes sense."

On the cell phone, Yang Hua hung up and moved her eyes to the yard. After thinking about it, she sent a voice to Mr. Jiang

[Master, I will bring some special products to see you tomorrow.

Old man Jiang returned a Meng Fu emoticon package in seconds.

**

Teacher Ge came to Meng Fu this time mainly for two things, the Associated Press and the endgame.

After eating, he hurriedly returned to the Go Club with his own chessboard and pieces, re-placed the game with Meng Fu, and resumed the game.

Meng Fu went back upstairs to practice the painting he would teach Teacher Yan every day.

Outside the door, there is a doorbell.

Su Di went directly outside to take a look. The one who rang the doorbell was a courier, "Hello, it's Classmate Meng's courier."

The courier got the order number, asked Su Di to sign, and delivered the courier directly to Su Di.

Su Di took the courier, closed the door, and returned to the lobby. When he saw Su Cheng coming down from the upper floor with a cup, he directly handed the courier to him: "It's Miss Meng's courier."

"Give it to me." Su Cheng walked down slowly, and delivered the express with one hand, and poured himself a glass of water with the other.

He took the courier and knocked on Meng Fu's door upstairs.

Upstairs.

Meng Fugang finished drawing today's contact and sent the picture to Yan Langfeng.

Then click on the message between Galton and Meng Xun. The time difference between Galton and Meng Fu is different. Most of the two are in the state of leaving messages to each other. At this time, teacher Galton reminded Meng Fu that he needs to write an academic report.

After all, Meng Fu is named as Continental University. Continental University is different from Beijing University. It is completely open-ended. People from research bases need to submit papers every quarter. According to the quality of the papers, it is still E to S.

Meng Fu clicked on the news of Meng Xun again, which is a tedious and high-numerical problem.

Someone knocked on the door outside, and Meng Fu didn't look back. He only leaned back on the chair and slumped directly into his chair, with a weak voice: "Come in."

Su Cheng came in with the courier, his eyes swept, "What's the matter?"

Meng Fu reached out to take the courier, and said lazily: "There are many things," she remembered something again. She directly raised her head, looked at Su Cheng, put the phone in his hand, then got up and let Su Cheng sit on her. Chair: "Brother Cheng, do you know these two questions?"

Meng Fu's senior year to late high school, most of the papers were made by Su Cheng.

Otherwise, she may be too busy for filming and painting every day.

Su Cheng sat on the chair and looked down at the phone page. It was the math problem that Meng Xun had just sent.

Meng Fu put the pen in Su Cheng's hand again, took him a notebook, leaned directly on the desk, and lowered his head to open the courier.

Su Cheng looked at her, then looked down at the paved book, sighed, then reluctantly put the cup on the table, "Is Jiang Xinchen again?"

"It's A Xun." Meng Fu opened the courier box. There was a pile of spices inside. She smiled, and her voice was lighter.

There is no difference, Su Cheng picked up the pen and looked at the question.

The questions are very in-depth. After all, they are mathematics questions of the Engineering Department of Beijing University. The first mid-term exam will give freshmen a good idea. The practice questions are not shallow, and the calculations are also heavy.

Su Cheng looked at it for a while, then took up a pen to write.

About twenty minutes later, he finished the first question and started to write the second question again.

Meng Fu saw that he didn't need a cell phone to read the topic, so he took the cell phone and sent a message to the village head

Still concentrating?

The head of the village is somewhat persevering: [Hmm.

About two minutes later, he finally couldn't hold back, and couldn't wait to call Meng Fu. Meng Fu saw that Su Cheng was still writing the topic, so he took his cell phone and went outside.

The village chief didn't know much about Yang Hua, but when he heard Yang Lai's name, he guessed a lot.

Meng Fu heard of these things for the first time, and Yang Hua had never mentioned it to her.

After listening to the report of the village chief, Meng Fu leaned on the door frame, looked at the phone page, and slightly twisted his eyebrows.

She returned to the room with her mobile phone, and gently opened the door. Su Cheng had finished the test papers, and raised her eyebrows to look at her: "Student Meng, don't you think..."

Too good for those two?

Meng Fu took the water cup and handed it to Su Cheng respectfully: "Brother Cheng, say it."

The temperature in the villa is not low. Meng Fu is wearing house clothes and casually put on a long coat. Su Cheng moved his eyes to her face and pursed his lips, "It's nothing."

He took the water glass and took a sip with his eyes low.

Su Cheng was originally a respectful person who helped Meng Fu do test papers to cheat the teacher. He had never thought that there would be such a day before.

**

The next day, T City.

Jiang Xinran finally took leave of absence and came back once, and was having dinner with his high school classmates.

She lived in the Jiang family at that time, and Yu Zhenling bought her a villa by the school. Almost everyone in the first middle school knew that Jiang Xinran was a wealthy daughter and the family was very rich.

At that time, Jiang Xinran often invited her classmates to the villa to hold parties. Everyone in the class knew that she was generous and a rich woman.

"So, Yan Ran, you inherited the property when you came back?" A girl was very envious after hearing Jiang Xinran's words, "It really is the life of the rich."

Looking at Jiang Xinran's affiliation in the class at the time, we know that the property she inherited was extraordinary.

Property?

In addition to fame, Yu's family doesn't actually have much money. The monthly allowance for Jiang Xinran is less than 20,000, which is not enough to buy a bag.

The real rich is the Jiang family, but this time, Jiang Xinran received only 10 million. Excluding taxes and fees, buying a house in the Beijing city area is not enough.

Jiang Xinran's eyes were cold. She regretted that Yu Zhenling divorced Jiang Quan at the time, but she didn't stop it.

Thinking of this, she still smiled on her face, "I'm pleased for this meal."

"You deserve to be a rich woman!" The classmate gave Jiang Xinran a thumbs up.

Jiang Xinran's face was light. After eating and singing, Jiang Xinran was crowded to the counter and swiped his card, and then walked outside with a group of people.

There is a bus stop opposite the hotel.

Jiang Xinran smiled and said goodbye to his classmates, "My driver will pick me up later, and those who come along can go with me."

The girl who fudged her before quickly took Jiang Xinran's arm and sent the other students to the bus stop.

The bus opposite came slowly and stopped.

Jiang Xinran raised his head and watched several classmates board the car in the front door.

Suddenly saw the back door, a middle-aged woman wearing a floral shirt got off the car. Her complexion was not too white, wheat-colored. She was alive with the floral shirt on her, and she was holding a white snakeskin in her hand. bag.

(End of this chapter)