Zhou Jin looked at Meng Fu motionlessly.

Meng Fu rolled up the sleeves of the home clothes and shook his head patiently at him, "No."

"That's good." Zhou Jin stopped, he returned to his calmness, reached out and slowly pushed down the glasses on the bridge of his nose, and returned to his strict mathematician appearance.

After all subjects were finished, the person in charge of the ten schools calculated the difficulty, and the difficulty coefficient was close to 0. This number is probably the most abnormal number in recent years.

The teachers from the Ten School have also made complete preparations for this exam, especially in science and mathematics. Each subject has the standards to meet the introductory threshold of the continental university.

Not to mention that Meng Fu has not attended classes in the entertainment industry in the past two years. Even if he has self-study, the students of No. 1 Middle School this month have undergone systematic review and training, and they are still not as good as those of the amateurs.

Otherwise, there wouldn’t be so many parents who would want to send their children to one of the ten schools.

Meng Fu's delivery of comprehensive science papers was too fast, and it took the exam machine so long before her class. Usually, Zhou Jin felt that he was stable this time.

After returning to peace, Zhou Jin touched his glasses and turned his eyes, and then he found that there were many people in the room.

He first said hello to Su Cheng he knew before turning his eyes to Mr. Jiang beside him.

Su Cheng stood up and introduced to Zhou Jin, "This is Meng Fu's grandfather and Grandpa Jiang."

"Hello, Mr. Jiang is here." Zhou Jin nodded. He walked a few steps and came to say hello to Grandpa Jiang.

He looked at Mr. Jiang and felt strange. Meng Fu's surname was Meng, why was her grandfather's surname Jiang?

But no matter how strange it was, Zhou Jin didn't ask. It was supposed to be Meng Fu's surname and her mother.

He shook hands with Mr. Jiang.

Under Su Cheng's reminder, Mr. Jiang stood up and shook hands with Zhou Jin with a serious face. Looking closely, he could still see his slightly trembling little finger.

"Have you done the last two math questions?" Zhou Jin didn't look at Mr. Jiang carefully, so he naturally didn't notice the old man's trembling hands and stiff expression. He turned to Meng Fu again, his eyes unbounced.

He also asked the students in the Rocket Class for the last two questions.

Most students didn't even have time to read the last two questions during the exam. The top student in their class read them and even did the second-last question, but he didn't look very confident and didn't do the last question.

He came from the last two questions according to the intensive class and the independent enrollment examinations of the University of China in previous years.

Zhou Jin specially prepared for Meng Fu. He roughly calculated the speed of Meng Fu's exercises last time and estimated where her ceiling was before designing these two questions.

He didn't have to think about the second last question, he would definitely not be able to stop Meng Fu, but he estimated that Meng Fu would not have enough time in the last question.

Afterwards, he specifically asked the invigilator that when Meng Fu was doing the math paper, he did not hand in the paper in advance.

Meng Fu walked to the refrigerator and opened the refrigerator door. He used to want to get a can of beer, but he paused on the first floor before taking the second layer of milk as if nothing had happened.

Zhou Jin looked at her, afraid of damaging the confidence of the children. After the exam, he also encouraged the people in the Rocket Class. At present, Meng Fu, in addition to confirming the resumption of school with her, also encouraged her: "I personally stared at these last two questions. Normal time is not enough, so don't be discouraged."

She inserted the straw, took a sip, and then looked at Zhou Jin, "It's done."

Zhou Jin: "..."

He paused for a moment, looked at Meng Fu's expression, and felt a little uncertain. Could this guy really do it?

He obviously came according to her exercises in the intensive class.

On the one hand, Zhao Fan, who had not spoken, finally spoke, "Teacher Zhou, this time, the question is difficult?"

Zhou Jin nodded, "The difficulty coefficient is very abnormal."

Zhao Fan fell silent again.

"Then that's it, I'll go back to hold a joint meeting first." Zhou Jin looked at Meng Fu twice, hesitated in his heart, saying goodbye to them, and was about to go back to school to hold a joint meeting.

He said to Meng Fu, one by one, and Mr. Jiang, who was sitting on the sofa, just listened.

When Zhou Jin was about to leave, Mr. Jiang finally stretched out his hand. He walked forward with a crutch and said, "Teacher, wait."

Zhou Jin pressed his glasses and turned his head. Seeing that it was Meng Fu's grandfather, he stopped: "Mr. Jiang, are you doing something?"

"You just said, are you Fu'er's head teacher?" Old Master Jiang held the crutch with both hands.

Zhou Jin nodded, "Yes, Meng Fu is now a student in our class. Didn't she tell you?"

"No, you... are still the head teacher of the Rocket Class?" Old Master Jiang paused and asked again.

Zhou Jin smiled, probably knowing what the old man was asking, "Yes, I am Zhou Jin, the head teacher of the Rocket Class of No. 1 Middle School. Although Meng Fu dropped out of school for two years, her talent in mathematics is too high, so Principal Gu and I both accepted her out of order, hoping that she would not waste her talent."

Mr. Jiang stood there and said nothing.

Zhou Jin was still rushing back to the meeting. After explaining, he said goodbye to Su Cheng-Mengfu and others again.

Su Cheng sent Zhou Jin downstairs.

When he came back, Mr. Jiang was still holding the crutch and standing by the table a few meters away from the sofa.

"Grandpa Jiang." Su Cheng looked at the time and went over to help him, "Do you want to go back to the hospital? The doctor is going to go to the rounds later."

Today, Mr. Jiang came over and did not report to the doctor.

It’s also temporary to see Meng Fu.

"Well," Mr. Jiang woke up, and he nodded slightly to Su Cheng, "It's time to go back."

"Then I'll take you down." Su Cheng helped the old man downstairs.

Meng Fu finished drinking a bottle of milk. Hearing this, he waved his hand to say goodbye to the old man, "Grandpa, goodbye, I won't give it to you."

Mr. Jiang went downstairs with a bland step, leaning on a crutch in one hand and being supported by Su Cheng in the other hand, and following the driver of the Jiang family silently behind him.

It is already past nine o'clock now, and there are still no people in the community. The wind is a little cold at night. When the wind blows, Mr. Jiang stopped. He stood by the car and looked at Su Cheng, "Xiao Su, the teacher Zhou just said that he is... the head teacher of the Rocket Class of No. 1 Middle School?"

When Meng Fu said before that when she was studying at No. 1 Middle School, Mr. Jiang and his group felt it was incredible. However, Meng Fu did not promote it online, and she had been participating in variety shows and did not go to school. Mr. Jiang originally wanted to ask Meng Fu, but later he didn't ask.

In addition, last time Jiang Xinran said that there were no Meng Fu in the 17 classes of No. 1 Middle School, so Mr. Jiang was already strong enough in his heart...

Who knew that when I came to see Meng Fu tonight, I actually heard of this bomb.

Meng Fu is not only a student of No. 1 Middle School, but also from the Rocket Class?

The gap between studying at No. 1 Middle School and following No. 1 Middle School Rocket Class is too big.

The Rocket Class of No. 1 Middle School can be said to be the National Pole Reserve.

After all, there are ten schools across the country, and the capital is there.

Everyone who can enter the Rockets class is not an ordinary person. Just look at Jiang Xinran, she not only has a good time in her family, but also has a good time in the Jiang family.

Mr. Jiang asked, and Su Cheng nodded, "Well, Teacher Zhou is the head teacher of the Rocket Class."

Beside him, the driver of the Jiang family also wiped his face expressionlessly, and then opened the door of the back seat of the car.

Mr. Jiang got into the car and stayed silently in the back seat.

Then he lowered his head, picked up the reading glasses placed on the seat next to him, asked the driver to turn on the lights in the car, and turn on his mobile phone to browse Weibo.

I browsed the Weibo post about Ye Shuning in the topic of wearing Meng Fu—

[My sister's last monthly exam score was in the top ten in the class. At the same time, congratulations to her sister for getting the heroine of "Our Youth". The role of the heroine is so similar. The goddess of academic dominance (like). I heard from insiders that a high school dropout will also have to audition. I can only say that the director is good (like) (like)]

This Weibo post has become popular, with four or five thousand comments all of them Ye Shuning’s fans.

Ye Shuning and Meng Fu were popular because of the same show. At the beginning, Ye Shuning overcame Meng Fu three streets.

But now because of the celebrity day, Meng Fu doesn’t know how many streets he will be left behind Ye Shuning, but this does not hinder Ye Shuning’s team from tracing the press release. If you don’t say anything else, you will imply mock Meng Fu for being uneducated every day.

Although some Puffs were angry, they really couldn't find any words to refute this topic, and could only say that they would not heat up such a press release.

after all--

Everyone also saw Meng Fu's performance on the live broadcast, and he was indeed talented.

In the past, when I saw such Weibo and press releases, Mr. Jiang clicked on the upper right corner and reported three consecutive times. But today, he snorted coldly and directly replied-

[Ha, mortals, even your achievements are worthy of comparing with Meng Fu?]

After Mr. Jiang finished sending the message, he raised his chin.

In front, in the driver's seat, the driver looked at the rearview mirror outside, a little confused.

Mr. Jiang was worried about Meng Fu and squirted to someone again, then he looked up: "What's wrong?"

The driver withdrew his gaze and saw that there was no car behind him, he shook his head: "It must be because he read it wrong."

**

At the same time, upstairs, Meng Fu turned around and wanted to go back to the study room after drinking the milk.

Today she is going to copy a painting for President Yan to see.

She turned around and found that Zhao Fan and Su Di were looking at her.

Meng Fu put his hand on the door of the study room. Before he could enter, he leaned against the door halfway, holding the towel that had just been placed on the table in his hand, and lifted his chin at the two of them: "Say."

Zhao Fan said silently: "You actually made such a bet with Teacher Zhou? That's the Rockets class, the ancestor. Do you know what the Rockets class's last-place elimination system is?"

Meng Fu and Zhou Jin had the bet that only Zhou Jin and Principal Gu were present at that time.

No one else knew about Zhao Fan.

Zhao Fan just took advantage of the gap and went to the No. 1 Middle School forum to take a look. The above are basically complaints from high school students at No. 1 Middle School, and there are also popular science about the last-place elimination system.

No. 1 Middle School has 60 people in the Rocket Class, which is as famous as other schools in the country.
To be continued...