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351 Su Cheng never thought he would have such a day

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Meng Fu remembers that when she came back last year, the female reporter had only hundreds of thousands of fans, and the more than ten million fans, although there were zombie fans bought by the Go club, they could also be compared with popular second-tier stars.

"How many days will you stay this time?" Seeing her looking at her account, Teacher Ge asked.

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

Teacher Ge was stunned, "So quickly?"

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

"Two steps," Teacher Ge held the chess piece and set it on the chess game. "It's hard to move at this point. No matter which step is a dead game. Look at this endgame transformed into another form of game..."

The two discussed the chess game downstairs.

upstairs.

Su Chengzheng cut off the video conference. As soon as he got up, the cell phone on the table rang. He looked over casually and saw Yang Hua’s notes on it, and he looked correct.

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

Su Cheng handled all matters very comfortable. Yang Hua didn't know why there was no barrier to him. When she heard 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. She was alone at the train station and waited for her brother to pick her up. She waited for her brother for a night but didn't wait for her brother, but she waited for a gang of human traffickers..."

Yang Hua spoke, but Su Cheng listened quietly without disturbing her.

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

Speaking of this, she didn't continue.

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

Su Cheng smiled, "If you need any help from me, even if you can't make up your mind, you can also ask Meng, or you can leave there temporarily for a while, avoid them, and think about it carefully."

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

Su Cheng was not upset, "I mean, let your friend avoid it for a while, and come back after calming down, and then think clearly at that time."

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

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

[Old man, I will bring some specialties to see you tomorrow.]

Mr. Jiang instantly replied to Meng Fu's emoticon package.

**

Teacher Ge came to find Meng Fu this time mainly for the sake of the association and the endgame.

After dinner, he hurried back to the Go club with his chessboard and pieces, and re-set the game with Meng Fu and resumed.

Meng Fu returned to the upper floor to practice the paintings he had to teach Teacher Yan every day.

Outside the door, there is a doorbell.

Su Di went outside and saw a courier ringing the doorbell, "Hello, it's Meng's courier."

The courier corrected the order number and asked Su Di to sign the letter, and handed the express directly to Su Di.

Su Di took the express delivery, closed the door, and returned to the hall. He saw Su Cheng coming down from upstairs with a cup, and handed him the express delivery directly: "It's Miss Meng's express delivery."

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

He took the express delivery and went upstairs to knock on Meng Fu's door.

upstairs.

Meng Fu had just finished drawing today's contact and sent the picture to Yan Langfeng to see.

Then click on the news about Teacher Galton and Meng Xun. The time difference between Galton and Meng Fu is different. Most of the two are leaving messages to each other. At this time, Teacher Galton reminds Meng Fu that he needs to write an academic report.

Meng Fu is famous for the University of Zhouda. The University of Zhouda is different from Beijingda. It has a completely open learning style. People at the research base need to submit their papers every quarter. According to the paper quality rating, they are still e to s.

Meng Fu clicked Meng Xun's news again, which was a complicated high-level mathematics problem.

Someone knocked on the door outside, but Meng Fu did not turn around. He just leaned on the chair and collapsed directly on his chair, with a weak voice: "Come in."

Su Cheng came in with the express delivery and glanced at him, "What's wrong?"

Meng Fu reached out to take the express delivery and said lazily: "There are so many things." When she said this, she remembered something again, looked up directly, looked at Su Cheng, stuffed her phone into his hand, then got up and asked Su Cheng to sit on her chair: "Brother Cheng, do you know these two questions?"

From the late stages of Meng Fu's senior year to the late stage, most of the papers were done by Su Cheng.

Otherwise, she might not be able to do anything she is busy filming and drawing every day.

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

Meng Fu handed the pen to Su Cheng again, took a notebook for him, and sat directly on the desk, lowered his head to disassemble the express delivery.

Su Cheng looked at her, looked down at the book she had laid down, sighed, and then put the cup helplessly on the table, "It's Jiang Xinchen again?"

"It's Ah Xun." Meng Fu opened the express box and there was a pile of spices inside. She smiled and her voice was much lighter.

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

The questions are very in-depth. After all, they are math problems in the engineering department of Peking University. In the first midterm exam, they have to give new students a warning. The practice questions are not easy and the calculation amount is also large.

Su Cheng looked at it for a while and then picked up his 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 mobile phone to read the topic, so he took his mobile phone and sent a message to the village chief-

【Or concentrating fragrance?】

The village chief is a little reserved: [Yes.]

About two minutes later, he finally couldn't help but call Meng Fu. Seeing that Su Cheng was still writing the topic, Meng Fu took his cell phone to go outside.

The village chief knew not much about Yang Hua, but when he heard Yang Lai's name, he guessed it.

This was the first time Meng Fu heard about these things, and Yang Hua had never mentioned them to her.

After listening to the village chief’s retelling, Meng Fu leaned against the door frame, looked at the mobile phone page, and frowned slightly.

She took her cell phone and returned to the room and opened the door gently. Su Cheng had finished the test paper. She turned her head and raised her eyebrows and looked at her: "Student Meng, don't you think..."

Great for those two?

Meng Fu held the water cup and respectfully handed it to Su Cheng: "Brother Cheng, you said."

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

He took the water cup and lowered his eyes and took a sip.

Su Cheng was originally a kind-hearted person who helped Meng Fu do the test paper to deceive the teacher. In the past, he never thought that there would be such a day.

**

The next day, t city.

Jiang Xinran finally took a leave and came back once and was having dinner with her high school classmates.

She lived in the Jiang family at that time, and Yu Zhenling bought her a villa at the school. Almost everyone in the No. 1 Middle School knew that Jiang Xinran was a famous daughter and her family was very rich.

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

"So, Xinran, are you going to inherit the property when you come back?" A girl was very envious after hearing Jiang Xinran's words, "It turns out that it is the life of a rich man."

Judging from Jiang Xinran's behavior at that time in the class, she knew that the property she inherited was extraordinary.

property?

Apart from reputation, the Yu family actually doesn’t have much money. The pocket money given to Jiang Xinran is less than 20,000 yuan a month, and it’s not enough to buy a bag.

The Jiang family is really rich. However, this time, Jiang Xinran received only 10 million yuan. Excluding taxes and fees, it is not enough to buy a house in the urban area of ​​Beijing.

Jiang Xinran's eyes were cold. She felt a little regretful that Yu Zhenling and Jiang Quan divorced, but she didn't stop her.

Thinking of this, she still smiled, "I'll treat this meal."

"I am worthy of being a rich woman!" The classman gave Jiang Xinran a thumbs up.

Jiang Xinran had a calm face. After eating and singing, she was surrounded by people to swipe the card at the counter and then walked out the door with a group of people.

There is a bus stop opposite the hotel.

Jiang Xinran smiled and said goodbye to her classmates, "My driver will come to pick me up later. If you have any other way, you can go with me."

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

The bus opposite slowly came over and stopped.

Jiang Xinran looked up and watched several classmates get on the front door.

Suddenly, I saw a middle-aged woman wearing a floral shirt getting off the car. Her skin was not very white, and she was a little energetic when she wore a floral shirt. She was holding a white snakeskin bag in her hand.
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