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

The photo was taken against the display screen, and the picture quality is not clear at all, and it cannot withstand the scourge of the mobile phone camera, and it becomes more blurred.

But Xie Dingyuan still recognized the girl in the photo at a glance.

The superior body proportions, the familiar silhouette of the back, and the highly recognizable No. 1 high school uniform!

"Ah……"

"A Yuan, do you know him?" Xu Kaiqing's eyes lit up.

Xie Dingyuan stroked his knee with his hand under the table, and then laughed: "I know."

For the first time in my life, I fell over my shoulder and worshipped her, can I not know it?

Xu Kaiqing immediately stood up: "She may have had direct contact with 'Sorrow', take me to find her!"

"Don't worry, this weekend, there is no class in No. 1 Middle School. You can only miss it when you go now."

"Yes, yes," Xu Kaiqing calmed down, sat back, suddenly remembered something, turned his head and asked again, "Don't you know her? Are you familiar with her? Why don't you just call her and ask her out to talk?"

There was a hint of coolness in the man's eyes, but it quickly subsided.

He said, "I don't know."

Xu Kaiqing did not doubt that he was there.

"By the way, A Yuan, what's this little girl's name?"

"...Jiang Fuyue."

hiss! Why does this name sound familiar? Xu Kaiqing was puzzled.

After the meal was over, the two left the private room and went down to the hall.

Xie Dingyuan is a VIP customer and can transfer the bill directly without going to the cashier to pay.

Xu Kaiqing had to go to the city to review the rematch questions in the afternoon, and the competition committee's car was already waiting at the door.

Xie Dingyuan opened the car door for him, and the etiquette was impeccable.

"A Yuan, don't forget Monday, I pushed everything else away."

"do not worry."

Standing on the spot and watching the rear of the car go away, Xie Dingyuan turned around and got into another car until he finally disappeared from sight.

Driver: "Ninth Master."

"back office."

"Twenty minutes ago, the eldest lady made a phone call. She didn't say anything about it. She just said that you will be free to call her back."

Xie Yunzao's phone calls have always had only one subject, and that is her son.

Otherwise, he will urge the marriage on behalf of the old man.

Unfortunately, he didn't catch a cold either.

Xie Dingyuan took out the tablet and clicked on an encrypted file. Soon, the dense data appeared on the screen. He began to browse quickly: "Tell her, I am leaving the laboratory, and I have no time for the past two days."

The driver nodded, respectfully.

...

But Jiang Xiaodi, who said he was full, was standing on the steps in front of the restaurant holding a glass of juice, staring at a car that he couldn't name but looked very expensive at first glance.

Then he saw an uncle who was tall and handsome but had a cold face (attention! Uncle!) after sending off an old grandfather, bent down and sat in.

And then, the car drove away...

When will he be as tall as that uncle? Obviously he has eaten a lot of food, and he has never been picky eaters.

Even if you don't grow taller, you can gain a little weight.

In this way, I won't be afraid that Zheng Yonglin will bully him, but he can't be as fat as Zheng Yonglin, like a little fat pig...

Jiang Fuyue settled the bill, left the cashier, and turned around to leave the restaurant.

"Jiang Shenxing, go."

"it is good!"

...

Two in the afternoon, one middle.

Jiang Chenxing took the number plate and was taken into a classroom with a group of elementary school students of the same age.

"Everyone rest here first, and whoever the teacher calls outside will go out with me, understand?"

Jiang Chenxing is No. 6, a very advanced number.

Sure enough, it was his turn in less than twenty minutes.

An empty classroom, only the first row of people sat, a total of 10 teachers, both male and female.

At the moment Jiang Chenxing pushed the door and entered, 10 eyes fell on him.

At that moment, not being nervous is fake.

But he remembered that he was downstairs last night, in front of so many people, there were many neighbors who knew him, and he could speak English aloud, but now there are only ten people!

Well, not scary!

Not scary at all!

"Jiang...Shen Xing?"

"Hello, teachers." He stood in the center, bowed ninety degrees, then straightened up and smiled slightly, "I'm Jiang Chenxing."

Several teachers immediately exchanged glances.

My sister said it was called "interest".

When one person becomes interested in another person, the opportunity for the latter to perform and show will come.

"Introduce yourself first."

Jiang Chenxing almost blurted out a string of English, but fortunately, he remembered the last sentence his sister reminded him before the separation——

Check the questions carefully! No matter how perfect the answer is, if the bull's head is wrong, it's useless.

"Good afternoon teachers, my name is Jiang Chenxing, I'm a sixth grader at Hongguang Elementary School, I..."

"Can you introduce it again in English?"

"Sure! My name is"

Introduce yourself twice, adding up to less than a minute.

The articulation is clear and the pronunciation is standard. Compared with the previous ones, it is really eye-catching.

"Jiang Chenxing, why did you choose No. 1 Middle School?"

"What are your hobbies?"

"Tell me about one of your most memorable moments."

"What are your expectations and plans for your upcoming junior high school life?"

He has prepared these four questions, so it is not difficult to answer them.

The last one left, that is, the "unconventional" and "final" question that my sister said, is also the key to whether you can impress the interviewer and widen the gap with others!

Jiang Fuyue: "...This kind of question is quite random. It all depends on the thinking and mood of the other party at the time. There is no way to prepare, and it can only be played on the spot."

Brother Jiang took a deep breath, and the teacher on the opposite side had already spoken slowly—

"In the planning just now, you mentioned the world of 'exploring physics', but as far as I know, elementary schools do not offer physics courses, and even many of your peers don't know the concept of 'physics' at all. Excuse me, who are you? How did you learn about this subject? What kind of understanding and views do you have on it?”

Here are two questions!

It is not difficult to answer in any way. Books, the Internet, daily observation and thinking can all be used as the answer.

The hard part is the second one!

Asking elementary school students what they think about "physics" is like putting an ant on the playground and asking it whether the area under your feet is a circle or a square, and what its length, width or radius is.

"Cough!" Some teachers found this problem too embarrassing and could not help reminding them.

But the teacher who threw the question was unmoved and looked straight at Jiang Chenxing with encouragement and expectation in his eyes.

Of course, there are also some teachers who are purely watching the play. This student has performed well since he came in. Whether he really has two brushes or whether the embroidery pillow is just not useful, you can immediately see the difference on this issue!

Jiang Chenxing did not immediately answer the questions like the previous ones.

It seems to be thinking, and it seems to be in a daze, or... I am too weak to return to the sky?

Just as the light of expectation in the teacher's eyes gradually faded and turned into disappointment, he opened his mouth...

Jiuye: What do you call me?

Brother Jiang: Uncle?

Jiuye: Good, call brother-in-law.

Younger brother Jiang: Sister, there is a strange slut here—

In the next chapter, little brother Squatting Jiang made a stunning lore, making all the teachers stunned!

PS: Yesterday, I received a lot of comments, all of which encouraged me, the unsatisfactory author [cover face]

I am very happy, because Wenwen is still being read, and I am very grateful, because of you, I have the motivation to continue writing this story. Although I can't answer them one by one, I take every one of them seriously!

I can't take it for granted, I will unconditionally satisfy everyone's request to pursue the wife's crematorium!