After Rebirth, I Am the White Moonlight of All The Big Brothers

After Jiang Fuyue left, she went to Meng Zhijian's house, who lived in the next unit.

This person should have just returned from fishing, and when he opened the door, he was still wearing sunscreen clothes and floral shorts. Before he could take off his sun hat, his face was red and shiny.

"Hello, Teacher Meng."

"Have you returned to China?" First of all, she was surprised, and then she felt embarrassed and embarrassed. "I didn't expect you to come. I... just came back from outside and I was sweating. Sit down for a while! I'll go in and clean up!"

After that, run fast.

Mrs. Meng greeted her with a smile: "...Come on, sit on the sofa. You can try the ice powder I made myself."

"Thank you, ma'am."

Jiang Fuyue ate it again.

The sweet fragrance of brown sugar and the coolness of ice powder are perfectly mixed, and the summer heat is completely eliminated.

"How about it?"

"good to eat!"

Sister Meng smiled and frowned.

Jiang Fuyue found that the two mistresses were very gentle people, but on second thought, maybe only such personalities could accommodate Xu Jing's straightness and Meng Zhijian's turbulence.

Soon, Meng Zhijian changed into a set of clothes and packed himself quite neatly.

Immediately, the spirit of the young man came out.

He also asked Jiang Fuyue about the details of the competition.

Of course, the main question is IPhO, after all, he teaches this subject.

"...When you won the award, one of my undergraduate senior brothers heard that you were my student and had not been in touch for a long time. In the past few days, he bombarded me on the phone and wanted to poach you to go to the University of Science and Technology. Arrangements have been started, and it will be sent to the school when the school starts."

"I know it's still a little early to ask this question, but you still need to know which university to go to and what major to study in the future."

Jiang Fuyue nodded: "I know."

"Yo? Did you think about it?"

"not yet."

Meng Zhijian thought that he could not escape from the Q and B universities. As for the majors, both physics and computers were possible.

After Jiang Fuyue drank the last sip of the ice powder, she declined the idea that her mother would give her another bowl, and took out the gift bag.

"This is?"

"For you, the gadgets brought back by country D and country E."

Meng Zhijian was also moved.

He thought that pulling Jiang Fuyue from the Math Olympiad class to the competition class was the most correct decision he had ever made in his life.

Although, Jiang Fuyue may really just be subsidizing the five hundred yuan...

When Jiang Fuyue left this time, she took a bag of air-dried small fish, which was treated with her mother's exclusive secret recipe.

Along the way, it also attracted several stray cats from the community.

The last one, Yu Wenzhou.

When she went, this man was lying on the sofa, playing with his mobile phone with his jiojio up.

After Jiang Fuyue entered, she secretly glanced at the screen of his mobile phone, good guy, this guy is actually playing Weibo super talk, and he is also the host.

Jiang Fuyue wrote down the name of the super talk: #schoolmastergoddess#

She took out her mobile phone, clicked on Weibo, searched, clicked in, and was horrified to see her own photos, including her sitting in the classroom in her school uniform, and playing basketball with Zhong Zian in Qiuyi, as well as in IPhO and IOI On the podium...

She glanced at the host's ID: [Bumping the wall for the moon]

Jiang Fuyue: "?"

Clicking on the personal homepage, there are more than 100 Weibo posts, all of which are anti-black posts.

In the latest article, someone said: Jiang Fuyue's character design is actually marketing. She has a mine at home and is a rich second-generation. In order to become popular, even IPhO scores and IOI scores can be operated behind the scenes.

Yu Wenzhou retweeted this, and eloquently explained the absolute fairness of IPhO and IOI in two thousand words, and finally came to the conclusion—

"Those who can make such rumors must be scumbags, no, illiterate."

The comment area was filled with Yu Wenzhou's call.

One of them is like this: [Big Wall, tell me honestly, do you have a crush on the goddess? 】

Yu Wenzhou replied: [Fart! That's my student! My proudest and proudest student! 】

There are more than a dozen responses below, which are expanded as follows:

【Hey! Friends, are you new here? 】

[Actually said that Mr. Daqiang has a crush on the goddess, beware that your wife will pull your ears and urge you to do your homework. 】

【Children, do your homework! 】

【Wow! Mom is here! 】

【Welcome Teacher! Sprinkle, Sprinkle! 】

...

Jiang Fuyue found Mrs. Yu's Weibo by following the vines, and she was shocked. It was actually a popular science V for financial knowledge! More than 10 million fans!

She actually reposted every anti-black post Yu Wenzhou posted.

Many old fans also know that they are husband and wife.

The video of Jiang Fuyue's IPhO accepting the award was processed by Mrs. Yu into a high-definition version and placed on the top of the homepage, with the caption: My old Yu's students are so good!

Retweets up to a million.

It turned out that the most popular videos were all transmitted from here.

Now it was Jiang Fuyue's turn to be moved.

"Mr. Yu, where's my wife?"

"Oh, she's going live tonight, she's going to the studio to prepare."

"Cough..." Jiang Fuyue leaned over, "Well, you like surfing the Internet so much, have you ever thought about being an internet celebrity, just like your wife."

Yu Wenzhou's eyes lit up: "Me? Can you? No... Your wife has @I can't count how many times, but Faner just hasn't risen, so she doesn't have this talent."

People who surf the web actually want to be noticed.

The more attention they get, the more aggressive they get.

Yu Wenzhou is no exception.

"Then have you thought about why?"

"what reason?"

Jiang Fuyue: "My wife has so many fans, she often circles you, but you don't gain fans."

Yu Wenzhou shook his head, his eyes dazed: "I really haven't...do you know why?"

"Because your personality is not complete and unique. If your mother circles you, then the impression you appear in her fans' minds is that of XX's husband, with the label of a related household. They like the wife and don't know you. Of course not. buy it."

"Oh~ so that's the case. Is there anything you can do?"

Jiang Fuyue coughed lightly and took out a business card.

She didn't know why she took it with her, even at the airport last time.

Yu Wenzhou took it and glanced at it: "Xingyue Brokerage Company? Wu Qian?"

"Although this brokerage company has just been established, its packaging and marketing methods are very good, and you can further create relevant personalities based on your own characteristics. Now there are only two signed anchors under the company, and they are completely different from your type, so you don't have to worry about collision. , grab resources or something. You can try it."

Yu Wenzhou received the business card, but he didn't say go, and he didn't say no.

Jiang Fuyue gave the gift and left happily.

I came to see the teacher, and by the way, I also dug up a potential anchor for my own agency.

Nice!

...

In the evening, the family area of ​​No. 1 Middle School.

The lanterns are on, and the breeze is breezy.

"Hey, is Teacher Meng out for a walk?"

Meng Zhijian: "Yes, yes!"

"Didn't go fishing today?"

"Hey, I came back after half the fishing. Are you angry or not?"

The neighbor, of course a colleague from No. 1 Middle School, immediately asked with concern: "What happened?"

"As soon as my students came to see me, I came back early."

"The former graduates are just nostalgic. I had two students come to see me the day before yesterday with flowers and fruits. You say these children are really..."

Meng Zhijian shook his head, and the old god was there: "I'm not a graduate. You should know me when I'm studying."

"Ah? I know it too? Who is it?"

"It's Jiang Fuyue!"

After winning the two international competitions with full marks, the name Jiang Fuyue was very popular in the family's community. The neighbor's eyes widened and he immediately asked two steps ahead——

"When did you come? She's back to China? Did you say that you should choose Q major or B major?"

"I came this afternoon and left a few hours ago. The little girl returned to China yesterday, and she brought a gift!"

"what gift?"

"Come, come, please eat—" Meng Zhijian took out a piece of chocolate from the small bag he was carrying, broke off one of the squares and handed it to him.

The neighbor looked weird. Usually, this guy doesn't have the habit of taking a walk and carrying a bag with him. It's weird today.

Shouldn't there be only chocolate in it?

I have to say, the neighbor teacher is the truth.

"How is it? Is it delicious?"

"good to eat."

Meng Zhijian: "D's domestic product!"

"I really envy you for having a good student, not only sweeping the two major competitions, but also being so polite, I will see you the next day after returning home!"

After Meng Zhijian heard this, every pore on his body was screaming for comfort.

Um……

How many is this?

Is the chocolate enough?

He ordered the points, there are still five small pieces, can find five more people, let's go~

Not far away, Xu Jing held the milk candy, "I told you this was brought back by my students... Just Jiang Fuyue..."

Tonight's family area of ​​No. 1 Middle School exudes the sweetness of chocolate and milk flakes, which has also created the birth of countless lemon essence teachers.

Four shifts, three thousand words.

I originally wanted to solve the scumbags of my relatives today, but I wrote about the scumbags for two days in a row. It was too unpleasant. I will let the lovely teachers adjust it today~