The rocket classes that can be entered in these ten schools in China are about the top 600 in the country.

Among the top 600 in the country, this is an unimaginable number not only for Zhao Fan, but also for everyone.

Thinking of Meng Fu and Zhou Jin making this bet, Zhao Fan no longer knew what to say.

"I know." Meng Fu nodded without pressure, and she leaned against the door frame and smiled sideways, "Sister Fan, don't worry, I won't cheat you."

She was talking, Su Cheng had already sent the old man back outside.

"Brother Cheng." Zhao Fan looked at Meng Fu and then greeted Su Cheng.

"I'll go in and practice first." Meng Fu opened the study door and greeted them.

Su Cheng didn't say anything, but walked to the refrigerator.

During the day, because of Meng Fu's exam, he did not mention what happened before his last departure. Now the exam is over.

Seeing his actions, Zhao Fan and Su Di, who was about to go to the kitchen, immediately looked at Meng Fu.

Meng Fu was not guilty at all. She leaned against the door frame, wrapped her hands around her chest, and smiled casually with her lips curled up, her tone was slow: "Brother Cheng, don't worry."

Zhao Fan and Su Di were relieved with this expression.

The refrigerator door was opened.

Because of the last incident, Zhao Fan and Su Di both remembered the number of beer cans. The two of them stared at the first floor of beer and counted it. There were still 15 cans, a lot of cans.

The two of them breathed a sigh of relief.

Su Cheng glanced at Meng Fu, pursed his lower lip, raised his hand, and his five fingers were clean and slender. He slowly took away the row of beer cans in front.

Seeing his actions, Zhao Fan and Su Di looked at each other.

Su Cheng took out two cans of beer from the third row, placed it on the small table beside the refrigerator, then turned sideways and looked at Meng Fu, his voice slowly: "...Miss Meng?"

Su Di and Zhao Fan were far apart and didn't quite understand what this meant.

The two of them walked in and then realized that the two cans of beer that Su Cheng had just taken out were a little loose in the pull-up ring.

Su Di touched the pull-down ring silently, and the pull-down ring became crooked.

Zhao Fan could still see a half-reversed pull ring under a clear can—

Tap water.

Zhao Fan: “…”

Like Su Cheng, she couldn't help looking at Meng Fu behind her.

Meng Fu pressed the towel on her head, putting her slightly curly hair on her shoulders, and kicked open the door of the study and rubbed her hair with her fingers: "I want to copy it today."

After saying that, she went straight into the study.

The door of the study room was closed with a "bang".

I can pull down the pull ring so completely, after drinking, I can refilled a bottle of tap water in the beer can, and then put it back in the refrigerator as if nothing had happened.

Outside the door, the hall was still silent.

Su Di held it for a minute, but still couldn't help it: "Puff."

Zhao Fan looked at Su Cheng silently. At this time, she wanted to enter the hole instead of Meng Fu.

She explained to Meng Fu, "Brother Cheng, this is done."

Su Cheng didn't say anything.

Zhao Fan continued: "She only drinks one bottle occasionally now. When she was still a trainee, she would have several bottles a day."

After all, at that time, Zhao Fan and Meng Fu went to the food stall to drink wine. They were seven or eight cans of each meal, and Meng Fu was not drunk.

Compared to that time, Meng Fu is now considered to be pure and has few desires.

Originally, Zhao Fan thought that Su Cheng might not listen too much to her explanation, but unexpectedly, Su Cheng, who had always been talking less, said "hmm". He withdrew his gaze and his voice was very light: "I know."

Zhao Fan didn't expect Su Cheng to be so easy to talk to. She was shocked, but she wouldn't say much if Su Cheng could take it lightly.

Instead, he talked to Su Cheng about Meng Fu's schooling issue, "Teacher Zhou said that she might be going back to class next week, and she hasn't finished filming "Spy Shadow" yet."

Speaking of this, Zhao Fan frowned. This matter is indeed a headache.

She originally wanted to discuss with Su Cheng that she could be more comfortable with No. 1 Middle School and that Meng Fu could take a few days off a week.

"No," it was getting late, Su Cheng raised his hand and looked at his phone, and said lightly: "You guys go back and rest too, and you will set off early tomorrow."

Su Cheng left first, and Zhao Fan and Su Di looked at each other.

Finally, Zhao Fancai looked at Su Di and asked in a fantasy way: "Brother Cheng means that it is not Meng Fu... can be the top 60 in the Rocket Class, right?"

Zhao Fan thought about Meng Fu's sure look, and then Zhou Jin was also sure, and she was a little messy in the wind.

Zhou Jin completely disbelief of Meng Fu's ability to enter the top 60.

Su Di also hesitated for a moment, "80% of all, Miss Meng can get into the top 60."

Zhao Fan: “…”

She opened the No. 1 Middle School Tieba again, looked at the reply from the senior high school top students above, and then looked at the other people's enthusiasm for the Rocket Class. She deeply felt that either she was crazy or she was stupid.

"Teacher Zhou just said that his grades will come out on Sunday?" Zhao Fan asked.

Su Di nodded, "I heard it, it should be."

Zhao Fan took his coat and looked outside, "Well, I'll know it in two days."

She may have been a little nervous these two days.

The two walked out, Zhao Fan opened the door and saw the door opposite. The door opposite was already in dust. I thought there was no one for several months. She withdrew her gaze and remembered Meng Fu's words, "She just said she wanted to copy it?"

What to copy?

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Capital.

He Xiyuan listened to several elders of the He family analyzing the form of the capital in the study, and then returned to the room. He's father followed him and said slowly: "The Feng family has been in the limelight recently..."

He Xiyuan listened lightly, then remembered something, and asked the butler to bring a golden dish with some sandalwood.

The housekeeper had already found an antique in the warehouse and a small spoon with sandalwood.

"Young Master, use this," the butler looked around the room and placed the utensils beside He Xiyuan's bed. "This is a gift from the Wei family to give you a birth in the early years. It's useless to keep it in the warehouse."

The color of this vessel is worthy of the spices given by the junior sister.

He Xiyuan nodded, very satisfied, and went to get the fragrance of his junior sister.

He's father stood aside, curious, and did not leave: "You took out all this. Recently, the fragrance association released the spices from Skynet?"

"No, it was given by someone else." He Xiyuan took out a cheap cardboard box, then pulled out a stick of incense and asked the butler to light it.

He's father looked at the box, which was not produced by Xiang Xie or Feng's family. He looked at the butler carefully and couldn't help but smile: "If you like Xiang, I have the best spices produced by Feng's family. Last time I finally got it from the Wei family. Our He family is not without money."

The fragrance lit it, and a stream of blue smoke rose.

After He finished speaking, he was about to leave when he smelled the smell and suddenly stopped.

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The last day of the end of the month!
Chapter completed!