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

Just as the group angrily accused the spread of false news, the office of the first and middle graders had been bombed.

Xu Jing: "Who recorded Mingda? Say it again?!"

Zhao Tiejun's neck shrank, and the grade director's momentum was instantly suppressed, and his speech was not so smooth: "Jiang, Jiang Fuyue..."

"Fart! She is seven hundred and five! Seven hundred and fifty! Do you know what this concept is? Just pick any major in any college in the country!"

"So she chose Ming Da..." Weak voice.

Xu Jing laughed suddenly, "Old Zhao, Lao Zhao, how come you have learned badly? You want to make fun of me? That can't be done! Believe it or not!"

Saying that, he unscrewed the teacup, tilted the jiojio, shook it leisurely twice, and lowered his head to take a sip.

Zhao Tiejun's mood suddenly became complicated, and his eyes were not consciously infected with sympathy.

At this moment, Meng Zhijian came in from outside, and when he saw it, he said, "What's the matter? The atmosphere is very tense..."

Zhao Tiejun walked beside him and said bitterly, "Jiang Fuyue was recorded by Ming Da."

"There's a new joke on the Internet again? What's the joke this time?"

Zhao Tiejun: "..."

Meng Zhijian: "Why do you look at me like this? It's not like Mingda's softness, ignoring Jiang Fuyue's popularity, right?"

"..."

"That's absolutely not possible! Jiang Fuyue is now a living sign of our No. 1 Middle School. You can't touch a pheasant college like Ming University."

"..."

"Old Zhao?" Meng Zhijian smiled, "You're almost done, you have to be careful when joking. Besides, this joke is not funny at all, and the netizens are so boring now!"

"..."

Meng Zhijian swallowed: "You...you can't tell the truth, do you?"

Zhao Tiejun: "Am I joking? You and Lao Xu don't believe anything."

"Jiang Fuyue recorded Ming University?!" Meng Zhijian's pupils trembled, and his tone suddenly rose, "Qi Ming University in the imperial capital?!"

"Yes."

"No, it's impossible..." Meng Zhijian shook his head and took two steps back, almost unable to stand.

His eyes subconsciously turned to Xu Jing for confirmation, but he saw that Lao Xu, who was smiling and relaxed, was trembling all over at this moment, and his face was so black that ink dripped.

"Really Mingda?" This voice sounded a bit like the mountains and the rain were coming.

Zhao Tiejun nodded: "Actually, I don't understand, why did it fall to Ming University..."

There are so many universities in China, Jiang Fuyue chooses with her eyes closed, it is not like Ming University!

Yu Wenzhou heard the word "Mingda" as soon as he stepped into the office, and couldn't help but wonder, "What happened to Mingda? We won't have students fill it out in our school, right?"

"..." No one spoke.

Yu Wenzhou blinked: "Are there really students filling in?!"

"..." Still silent, but a default in another sense.

"Who filled Mingda?"

Zhao Tiejun: "...Jiang Fuyue."

"Pfft—" Yu Wenzhou spit out a sip of tea, "Who?!"

"Jiang Fuyue!"

"No...Are you guys joking here? She has a perfect score of 750, and she doesn't want B and Q, so she goes to fill in Ming?!"

Zhao Tiejun: "It's true."

"Impossible! There must be a mistake!" Yu Wenzhou immediately denied, "Could someone quietly change her wishes? It's not like this has never happened before."

This guess made Xu Jing and Meng Zhijian couldn't help but light up——

"Yes, it is impossible to report to Mingda with her score, unless someone makes trouble!"

"And the possibility of acquaintances committing the crime is very high! Quick, call Jiang Fuyue now to ask about the specific situation and see if she has any suspects. If necessary, you can only call the police to deal with it! In short, use all means to make this mistake. Correct it, or else..."

Jiang Fuyue's perfect score in the college entrance examination is completely ruined!

...

When Jiang Fuyue received the call, she had already logged in to the website to check the admission results.

Qiming University, the school she once founded, should have a bright future and a bright future, but because of her departure, she lost its due honor.

After 20 years of silence, it should not be decadent any longer.

So, she sent Xiao Shan to be the principal.

Now that she fills in the report with a full score halo, it is her first shot to lead Mingda back to the top universities!

Only loud enough to attract the attention of the outside world.

Four years, this is the time limit set by Jiang Fuyue.

If you keep a low profile and seek progress while maintaining stability, it will take until the Year of the Monkey and the Horse Month to let Mingda get rid of the stereotype of "pheasant university".

So, you can only make wild guesses.

"It's really fierce." Xiao Shan said with a smile on the other end of the phone, I don't know if he was more happy or more mocking.

No one knew the shock of Xiaoshan's heart when the director of the admissions office found him in a hurry and with a panic-stricken expression, stumbling through the whole process in a voice that was almost trembling to say that the students with perfect scores in the national college entrance examination this year applied for Ming University.

He knows who it is.

No one but that person would dare to do such a crazy thing.

As a double master of mathematics and psychology from B University, Xiaoshan is a self-proclaimed genius, but even he cannot abandon the halo of a famous school and apply for a "pheasant university" in the eyes of the world with the first grade in the country.

It's like... the swan bows its head to eat shit, and the phoenix drank the footwash.

Not everyone has this courage, even Xiao Shan himself.

But Jiang Fuyue did it.

And other people may not know her purpose, but Xiao Shan is very clear——

She wants to prove to everyone that "shit" is not "shit", and "water" is not "foot water".

Even if it makes everyone misunderstand: the swan is no longer pure, and the phoenix is ​​not as noble as imagined.

She did not hesitate to carry the sedan chair for Ming Da!

If Xiao Shan used to be jealous and curious about this mysterious girl, then at this moment there is only admiration and worship.

"Have you figured out how to deal with your parents, teachers, relatives, friends, and fans on the Internet?"

The other end put it lightly: "I don't need to explain it to anyone to make my decisions."

Xiao Shan: "..." You bull.

Just after the call ended, Jiang Fuyue hadn't put down her phone when Xu Jing's call came in.

"Hey."

"Are you okay now?" Xu Jing cautiously.

He thought that if someone tampered with his wishes and got into a pheasant university, then Jiang Fuyue must be in a bad mood right now, and he might even cry secretly.

However, the truth is: "It's okay."

Xu Jing paused for a while, and then said, "You...do you know the admission result?"

"Well, just found it."

Her tone was too calm, so calm that Xu Jing was a little scared.

A ridiculous guess flashed through his mind...

Do not! impossible!

"Jiang Fuyue, listen to me, your college entrance examination wishes have been tampered with. Now you can think about who it might be? The school's suggestion is to call the police immediately and hand it over to the police—"

"Mr. Xu," the girl interrupted him, and Qing Ling's voice revealed a calmness that did not belong to this age, "First of all, thank you for your concern, but Mingda is my own report, and no one has tampered with my wishes."

bang-

Xu Jing let out his strength and smashed his phone on the table.

Meng Zhijian and Yu Wenzhou immediately surrounded them—

"Old Xu? Are you okay?"

"What's the situation? You are talking!"

But he saw Xu Jing froze in place like a wooden stake, all his expressions were gone, only his face was blank and sluggish.

"Lao Xu—" Zhao Tiejun stretched out his hand and pushed him.

It was finally no longer a wooden stake, but the look of shock and sadness in his eyes still frightened the three of them.

No matter what Meng Zhijian called him, he simply picked up the phone. Before the call was over, he put it to his ear and asked, "What did you guys say just now? Lao Xu looks like he's lost his soul now!"

Jiang Fuyue: "...I took the initiative to report to Mingda."

bang!

The poor phone was smashed again, and this time the fool was replaced by Meng Zhijian.

Yu Wenzhou: "?"

Zhao Tiejun: "?"

This idiot still has a nest of idiots?

Yu Wenzhou didn't believe in evil, so he went to pick up his mobile phone again, but he didn't have time to say a word, just listened to a few words over there, and he was honorably "killed".

Suddenly, Zhao Tiejun's eyes changed when he looked at the phone.

...

In less than half a day, the news that Jiang Fuyue was admitted to Qiming University spread throughout No.1 Middle School.

Not only the students graduating from the third year of high school knew about it, but also the younger brothers and sisters who stayed in the school for other grades.

"My God! Is Sister Jiang's hands shaking?"

"You can't shake like this, right? Big B, Big Q, and Big Ming are more than 108,000 miles apart. How much shaking is this?"

"Rumour? A perfect score of 750 to read Mingda? Are you sure it's not an internet meme?"

"I suspect that Sister Yue was drunk."

"I feel it's more reliable to be headed down."

"Am I the only one who thinks she just casually entered a school code and submitted it with her eyes closed?"

"The most suspicious behavior this year!"

"As expected of my sister Yue, if you don't move, you won't move, and when you move, the sky and the earth will fall apart."

"It feels like the teacher in the third year of high school is going to cry and faint in the toilet."

"It's hard to get a perfect score in the general subject, and it turns out that it is matched with a pheasant. It's me and I'm dizzy!"

"Is this really not a prank?"

"Jiang Chenxing, why is your sister? Do you know?"

Younger Jiang's eyes were dazed: "?"

...

The third class of high school, in the class group.

The chat page is still stuck on Liu Bowen's article: [Sister Yue goes to Ming University? is it possible? The possibility of a comet hitting the earth is greater than this! If it's true, I'll turn my head off and use it as a bench]

After an eerie silence, a message broke the silence—

[Liu Bowen, when are you going to twist your head? 】

【Do it yourself, or do we help? 】

[Then can I sit on this bench? 】

【I also think about it a little... 】

【What about people? @刘博文]

Next up is a bunch of @his.

Unfortunately, there was no movement for a while.

【Oh, escape. 】

At that time, Liu Bowen was holding his mobile phone and shivered as he watched the news that made him turn his head on the screen.

At the same time, the impact on the heart was huge.

Jiang Fuyue actually reported to Ming University? !

That big one!

Depend on--

He was puzzled.

Picture what?

Does it have a bad reputation? Bad bedroom? Weak teachers?

He clicked on WeChat, found Jiang Fuyue's avatar, and planned to personally verify—

[Sister Yue, did you really sign up for Ming University? 】

After half a minute, the other end replied: [Oh. 】

It's actually true!

Liu Bowen was dumbfounded.

【Why? 】

【My pleasure. 】

This answer is very Jiang Fuyue.

Willful to make people sour.

In Jiang Fuyue's eyes, the perfect score of 750 that many college students can't ask for may be an ordinary number.

...

Ling's Villa.

Zhou Qin sent off her husband who went to work in the company as before, turned back to the living room, and asked the servant, "Has Ah Xuan woke up?"

"The young master got up early, and now he should be in the gym on the first floor."

"Exercise early in the morning?" Zhou Qin frowned.

The servant nodded: "In addition to eating, the young master almost stayed in the gym during this time."

Zhou Qin thought that there were indeed several foreign colleges and universities that needed physical fitness tests before they could finally give them an offer, and felt a little relieved.

She thought about it, when her son left the country, she would free up her hands to concentrate on dealing with Ling Qingzhou.

"Send the diluted salt water in the kitchen and remind Ah Xuan to take a rest."

"Okay, ma'am."

Basement, negative first floor.

This place was set aside separately as a place for exercise and fitness.

Not only is the equipment complete, but there is even a table tennis table.

Ling Xuan increased the speed of the treadmill again and again, and the young man stepped faster and faster on his legs.

When his body reached the limit and sweat slid into his eyes, he slowly slowed down until he finally stopped.

I saw him get off the treadmill, put his hands on his knees, bow his back, and gasp for breath.

Sweat dripped onto the floor drop by drop.

Ling Xuan has persisted for more than ten days.

It seems that only the extreme physical challenges brought by sports can make him temporarily forget the pain of lovelorn.

But when everything subsided, the state of the body gradually recovered, and the stinging pain swept through again.

Unstoppable!

Ling Xuan is very clear why this is -

He is unwilling to be depressed, even brooding!

Jiang Fuyue's merciless refusal was like a sharp knife that had already been stabbed into his heart.

Asking for nothing, tossing and turning.

So, think like thirst, think like crazy.

He had to admit that he didn't quite accept failure.

"Master, this is the salt water sent by the wife."

Ling Xuan straightened up and said lightly, "Let's just leave it."

The servant obeyed and turned to leave.

Ling Xuan walked over, picked up the bottle, and suddenly saw that the phone screen was always on, and group messages kept popping up.

He turned on mute, so he hadn't noticed before.

While drinking water, he unlocked his phone and clicked on the class group...

The next second, clang-

The bottle fell to the ground, making a loud noise.

The salty water inside gushed out and dripped all over the floor.

But Ling Xuan didn't notice, all his senses were seized by the news discussed in the group.

...

"Which university are you going to apply for?"

"Mingda."

"Qiming University?"

"right."

"What are you kidding?!"

...

The previous conversation between the two reverberated in his ears.

Ling Xuan did not expect that Jiang Fuyue actually reported to Mingda!

He was stunned and stupid, unable to move.

I don't know how long it took him to react, and he immediately found Jiang Fuyue's mobile phone number and dialed it—

"Sorry, the number you dialed is on the phone..."

Two minutes later, he continued to dial, but was still on the phone.

It wasn't until the sixth time that the other end finally picked up—

"Jiang Fuyue, do you really want to report to Ming University?!"

"I don't want to apply, I have already applied." Jiang Fuyue corrected, "Now the admission results are out."

"Why?" Ling Xuan suddenly realized that he never seemed to know her.

Jiang Fuyue has answered this question countless times, and the answer is always the same: "Because, I am willing."

"Do you know what kind of school Mingda is?"

"Know."

"Have you learned about its reputation, evaluation, and ranking among domestic universities?"

"certainly."

Ling Xuan opened his mouth, suddenly not knowing what to say.

Jiang Fuyue waited for him for five seconds, "...If there is nothing else, then I will hang up."

"……it is good."

call ended.

Wasn't she curious about which school he applied for?

Didn't even ask.

Ling Xuan lowered his eyes and suppressed the gloom in it.

...

"Damn!" Jiang Han threw away his phone and jumped up.

On the opposite side, Father Jiang was holding a calculator to take inventory of this month's rent. Hearing this, he couldn't help but lift his eyelids and glance at his daughter.

"what's the situation?"

"Dad," Jiang Han swallowed and calmed down, "Guess which school Sister Yue was recorded by?"

"which school?"

"I'm afraid you'll faint if you say it."

"Heh... Anyway, it's either B or Q, I'm dizzy?!"

"Wrong! Neither!"

Father Jiang frowned: "...What about H University? Or go abroad directly?"

"No!"

"If you want to say it, say it quickly, if you don't say it, get out!" Patience ran out.

Jiang Han swallowed his saliva, his eyes were a little lost, "Sister Yue went to Mingda..."

"What?"

"Ming University - Qiming University!"

"Hey—how did she get there?"

Jiang Han shook his head. This question has been discussed in the group, but there has never been an official answer.

Don't ask, just ask "I'm happy".

At this time, Ge Meng suddenly called and was in a hurry.

Sure enough, it was because Jiang Fuyue was admitted to Ming University.

"...Sister Han, did you know that Si Si also applied for Ming University? Step-by-line admission."

"What do you mean...she guessed in advance that Sister Yue would also report?"

Ge Meng: "I don't know much anyway, but it just feels weird."

Especially the phrase "because of the moonlight".

...

Jiang Da and Han Yunru didn't know about it until they received a call from Xu Jing.

The two rushed home from the store immediately, and the chef hat on Jiang Da's head had not been taken off.

"Yueyue, did you make a mistake?" Han Yunru's voice was trembling.

Jiang Da also looked at his daughter nervously and wanted to say something, but was afraid of saying the wrong thing.

Jiang Fuyue had long expected such a scene. She handed over the water that she had prepared in advance and gave each person a cup: "Are you tired? Take a sip, it will be cool to cool off the heat."

The couple looked at each other and took over.

After drinking it, my heart still couldn't calm down.

"Yueyue, you..."

"Mom, it's not that I made a mistake, I chose Mingda on my own initiative."

Han Yunru was stunned.

Jiang Da couldn't sit still: "Why Ming University? This school..." He was too embarrassed to go on.

Jiang Fuyue: "School is not important, the important thing is to keep moving towards the goal."

"So, going to Ming University is also a step in your progress?" Han Yunru said softly.

"Yes." Jiang Fuyue nodded.

"Okay, then mom supports you."

Jiang Da: "?" Why, why did you support it?

Jiang Fuyue smiled.

At this moment, the landline at home suddenly rang.

Generally, the property will be contacted by this phone if anything happens.

Han Yunru was talking to her daughter and motioned for Jiang Da to pick him up.

"Hello? Yes, the surname is Jiang... Letter? What letter? Or is it from abroad? We don't know anyone abroad... You said the recipient is Jiang Fuyue?"

As soon as these words came out, Jiang Fuyue glanced at him.

Two more, five thousand words.