Almighty Your Persona Has Collapsed

  Chapter 107 107 Jump two consecutive levels (two more)

  The butler stared at Meng Fu closely, watching her expression seriously.

  However, Meng Fu had already buckled his sunglasses, blocking the light from the bottom of his eyes, and no longer returned to the housekeeper Jiang, he turned and walked toward the car.

  The butler still stood on the spot, staring at Meng Fu's back, his eyes flickering.

  If you don’t go to art class, could it be...Could it be that she can really go to a parallel class in a middle school?

But the housekeeper quickly denied that she did not continue to study with such a good opportunity two years ago, and now she has some reputation in the entertainment circle. According to this artistic bonus, she can still get a T major even if her final college entrance examination score is not good. , How could she give up her identity as an art student?

  The housekeeper's mind flashed a lot of bits and pieces, but in the end he could only look at Meng Fu's back, and he couldn't recover for a long time.

  He turned around and walked back, just in time for Yu Zhenling who was out.

   "Madam, Miss Meng she..." Butler Jiang opened his mouth.

  Yu Zhenling looked at him in surprise, "What happened to her?"

   "It's nothing." He wanted to talk to Yu Zhenling about Meng Fu, but when the words came to his lips, he didn't know what to say and remained silent.

  Yu Zhenling looked at Butler Jiang, and did not continue to question. If it was Jiang Xinran or Jiang Xinchen, she would definitely continue to ask, but Meng Fu, let it go.

  **

  Here, Meng Fu reached the car at the intersection.

  Zhao Fan has come down, helped her open the door of the back seat, and lifted her chin towards the gate of Jiang’s house thoughtfully, "Is that the housekeeper Jiang just now?"

  Because of the last time he was in the exhibition, Zhao Fan remembered butler Jiang, and he had a bad impression of him.

  Meng Fu got into the car, and another person sitting in the car without looking at each other, with a lazy appearance, said "Yeah".

  "Hey, he even sent you so far, I didn't see it." Zhao Fan didn't know what happened to the Jiang family, and followed Meng Fu to get into the car.

  Meng Fu took out his phone, opened WeChat, and searched for an account.

  Send a sentence directly.

  Here, Jiang Quan’s assistant Jiang Yu has drove back to Jiang’s family, and the front desk is greeting him enthusiastically.

  The phone in his pocket rang, Jiang Yu thought it was work, so he quickly took it out, and a sentence popped out on WeChat--

  【Assistant Jiang, is he okay with my dad recently? 】

  Name: Meng Fu.

   Seeing this sentence, Jiang Yu’s first reaction was, when did he add Miss Meng? ?

  Of course, Jiang Yu has no time to think about it at this time. Meng Fu’s words are quite satisfactory, but he can feel through the screen how the other party asks him in a straightforward manner.

  He quickly replied--【Miss, everything is fine, don't worry. 】

  Meng Fu squeezed his mobile phone, and typed in the past without hurriedly--

  【Remember to call me if you have something to do. 】

  Even through the phone, Jiang Yu’s typing attitude is respectful. His daughter is a die-hard fan of Meng Fu, and Jiang Yu himself is especially respectful to Meng Fu.

   Hearing what Meng Fu said, he also responded very cautiously——

  【I see, miss. 】

This is how Jiang Yu returned, but Jiang Yu didn’t put him in a new life. He knew that Meng Fu was a member of the entertainment industry. She had hardly been involved in the T city circle. Even if she told her about the Jiang family, it was useless. Make her worry.

   After a pause, Jiang Yu cautiously added another sentence--

  【Miss, when did I add you? 】

  Jiang Yu felt strange while pressing the elevator button. Did he remember something wrong? When did he add Meng Fu before?

  Otherwise, why did the other party suddenly appear on his WeChat list?

  In the car, Meng Fu squeezed his phone, and said without changing his face: [Assistant Jiang, don’t stay up late at night, because I have a bad memory. 】

   Su Cheng is driving in front of him. He has always been driving very steadily, and the speed has been controlled at a number, not hurriedly or slowly.

   "Brother Cheng, where are we going?" Zhao Fan looked at Dalu and couldn't help asking Su Cheng.

  Meng Fu lowered his head, his fingertips kept touching the phone casually, as if he was talking to someone, Zhao Fan didn't bother her and chatted with Su Cheng.

   "I'll know when you get there." Su Cheng hit the steering wheel, and his dark and calm eyes could be seen in the rearview mirror.

  This mysterious, Zhao Fan couldn't figure it out, so he didn't ask any more.

  After a while, this journey became more and more familiar, and Zhao Fan couldn’t help turning to Meng Fu: “This is not the way to your rental house? Are we going back now?”

  Two minutes later, the car directly crossed the community where Mengfu was located and continued to drive forward.

  Except for the residential area, here is the school.

  Zhao Fan finally thought of a possibility at this time. She paused, and then pointed her finger outside the car window. She could almost hear her stiff voice: "Don't tell me, are we going to a middle school?"

  As soon as she finished her voice, the car stopped with a "stab".

  Zhao Fan slowly raised his head, just in time to see the majestic "T City No. 1 Middle School" on the gate of the quaint No. 1 Middle School.

Su Di, who had been waiting at the school gate a long time ago, saw the car approaching, so he posted it and opened the back seat door. Seeing Zhao Fan stiff and not getting off the back seat, he raised his eyebrows: "Sister Fan?"

  Zhao Fan wiped his face, then got out of the car with hands and feet.

   When the wind blows outside, she becomes a little more awake. Then she turns her gaze to Meng Fu, remembering that Meng Fu only said that she was going to school yesterday, and a terrible thought arose in her heart——

  This ancestor, doesn't she want to come to a middle school?

  Meng Fu got off the other side of the car. She pressed the brim of her hat and looked up at the signboard in Yizhong. After looking at it for a while, she walked inside.

  **

  This Saturday, there are not many people in No. 1 Middle School.

  Administrative building, the principal of No. 1 Middle School, Principal Gu, had been waiting in the office very early. He was at the head of the village, with a staid face, holding a tea cup and waiting by the office window.

   Finally there was a knock on the door outside.

  Principal Gu put down the tea cup and looked at the door: "Please come in."

  Su Di opened the door, letting Su Cheng and Meng Fu go in first.

  Principal Gu turned to Su Cheng, "Mr. Su, please sit down."

  He asked the assistant teacher in the office to pour tea for Su Cheng and the others, then looked at Meng Fu and laughed, "This is the student Meng who is about to join our No. 1 Middle School."

  Meng Fu politely greeted the ancient principal.

  It seemed that Meng Fu was really about to enter the First Middle School, and Zhao Fan, who was behind Meng Fu, wiped his face. Okay, sure enough, Brother Cheng deserves to be Brother Cheng. He can also find a way to enter the first middle school.

  "It's in Class 12 of Grade One..." Principal Gu asked the assistant teacher to show the materials of Class 12 to Su Cheng.

  Meng Fu listened very carefully in front, and finally raised her hand when she heard the back, "Sorry, excuse me."

   Suddenly, the eyes of the entire office turned to Meng Fu.

  Meng Fu touched his nose and said politely, "Well, I don't read the first year of high school."

  Don’t read high school?

Su Di looked at Meng Fu in surprise. He didn’t read what he was studying in the first year of high school. He knew that Meng Fu hadn’t entered the campus after he finished the high school entrance examination. So when he communicated last night, he was talking about the first grade of high school. .

  Beside Meng Fu, Zhao Fan couldn’t help but look up at Meng Fu. This feeling came again——

  Does this ancestor have any tricks?

   "Then which grade do you want to study?" Principal Gu looked at Meng Fu and said in a deep voice, "Junior third?"

  "It's the third year of high school." Meng Fu held the table in his hand and shook his head.

   Zhao Fan beside her: "..."

   Jumping two levels in a row, it is worthy of you, Meng Zuzong.

  Su Di: "……"

  He also never expected that, originally, he thought that Meng Fu was going to come to the first grade to be scary enough.

  Principal Gu thought that Meng Fu was going to be in the third year of junior high. Hearing her words, his face sank.

  Last night, Principal Gu received a piece of information from the Chen family.

  It is said that there will be a student who will transfer to No. 1 middle school.

  Meng Fu’s resume is clear. He dropped out of school for two years and spent the past two years in the entertainment industry. I heard that he needed a degree, so he came to school.

  I haven't entered the campus for two years, and asked her to come to the first high school. Principal Gu always made concessions. Who knows that she is now saying she is going to the third year of high school.

  Principal Gu turned his eyes to Su Cheng. Su Cheng was still sitting on the chair with old spirits. He was sitting upright and drinking tea with his eyes down, making it hard to see his expression.

"Student Meng, we can let you enter the first year of high school because your grades were really good two years ago," Principal Gu took a deep breath and explained to Meng Fu, "You have to know that our No. 1 Middle School is not an ordinary school, whether it is Weekly exam or monthly exam, the test questions are all A+ level of difficulty, you are a little reluctant to enter the first year of high school, you can skip two levels, and by the third year you can't even understand the questions.

  Principal Gu said lightly, but he could already hear that he was a little angry.

Principal Gu has never seen a high school skipping level. Generally, there are many primary school skipping levels and high school knowledge is complicated. The school has plans for what to learn each year. Each grade in the first middle school learns not only the knowledge in the textbook, but also There are many extensions.

  Hearing Meng Fu casually said that she would skip a grade, Principal Gu really believed that she did not sincerely want to come to study.

  It was the first time that Zhao Fan saw an intellectual like Principal Gu. After hearing Principal Gu’s slightly angry tone, she began to sweat again on her back, and then looked at Su Cheng.

  Su Cheng finally put down his teacup at this time. He tapped his fingertips on the table. After a while, he looked at Meng Fu and said, "Did you hear Principal Gu’s worry?"

Meng Fu nodded and said nonsense with his eyes open: "I know what you mean, Principal Gu, but it was because I finished self-study in the first year and second year of high school, so I only took a two-year leave of absence. I can fully follow the courses of the first year and third year. Don’t worry."

  No one knows what Meng Fu has done in the past two years better than Zhao Fan.

  In the past two years, she has not been receiving strange announcement variety shows, or participating in that kind of talent show. Otherwise, she would not have accumulated so many black fans. Where can she seriously study the content of high school and high school?

  Listening to Meng Fu's words, Zhao Fan wanted to take her out directly, so she should stop talking nonsense. Can the principal of No. 1 Middle School also be able to cheat?

  But Meng Fu couldn't control her. Zhao Fan only looked at Su Cheng for help, but saw that Su Cheng did not stop Meng Fu.

  What a calm person, Principal Gu is, listening to Meng Fu's words at this moment, he was also angrily laughed, "You have completely finished your first year and second year courses by yourself? Can you still keep up with the progress of the first middle school?"

  Meng Fu didn’t know how to write the word self-effacement at all. She nodded: “That’s right.”

   "Okay," Principal Gu nodded. He looked around on the desk, took out an IMO competition book, turned to a page, and handed it to Meng Fu, "This is the tutorial book for their IMO competition this year."

  Principal Gu pointed to one of the questions, "Twenty minutes for you, you can make it and let me see."

  Mathematics competitions generally start from the first year of high school and participate in the second year of high school. They cover a wide range of topics. The first middle school has always attached great importance to these competitions, and these tutorials are also extremely difficult.

  Don't talk about Meng Fu, even a sophomore rocket class student may not be able to do it well.

  When Zhao Fan heard Principal Gu put out the contest question, he knew that the other party was serious, and could not help covering his face with his hand, and couldn't bear to look at Meng Fu again.

  Meng Fu was very calm. She took the book and took a look. It was a proof question, and politely said: "Can you give me a piece of paper and pen?"

  She really planned to write, but Principal Gu didn't say anything, and motioned to the teaching assistant to get paper and pen for Meng Fu.

  After Meng Fu got the paper and pen, he took another look at the title. The competition guide book of No. 1 Middle School was still of some standard. The participants covered a wide range of subjects, and differential equations were needed.

   is worthy of being a one-hundred-year-old middle school. Meng Fu wrote the word "certificate" and sighed.

  While thinking, she wrote directly on the paper.

  It took less than a minute from seeing the title to when she left her handwriting. This proof question is very long, and there is also an ellipse. Most people don’t even finish reading the title at this time, right?

  Beside her, Su Di and Zhao Fan are watching her writing proofs.

   Zhao Fan was a little embarrassed for Meng Fu, but saw that she went on writing smoothly.

  The two people have forgotten what the formula of the ellipse is, and how can they remember the others, naturally they cannot understand what Meng Fu wrote.

  There are also a bunch of formulas and special symbols.

  Zhao Fan was silent for a while, and said in a low voice: "Also, it's kind of like that?"

Su Di thoughtfully, did not answer Zhao Fan.

  On the other side, Principal Gu and Su Cheng were chatting with each other. Su Cheng mostly asked Principal Gu about the school’s environmental issues.

ten minutes later.

  Meng Fu dropped the last word, looked at President Gu who was talking to Su Cheng, put the pen on the table casually: "President Gu, I have finished writing the proof."

  　**

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