Almighty Your Persona Has Collapsed

The housekeeper stared at Meng Fu closely, carefully watching her expression.

However, Meng Fu had already put on his sunglasses, blocking the light in his eyes, and instead of going back to Butler Jiang, he turned around and walked directly to the car.

The housekeeper still stood where he was, staring at Meng Fu's back, his eyes flickering.

If she doesn't go to the art class, could it be... Could it be that she can really go to the parallel class of No. 1 Middle School?

But the housekeeper quickly denied that she didn't continue to study for such a good opportunity two years ago, and now she is somewhat famous in the entertainment industry. According to this artistic bonus, she can still go to T University even if she doesn't get good grades in the final college entrance examination , how could she give up her status as an art student?

A lot of bits and pieces flashed through the housekeeper's mind, but in the end he could only look at Meng Fu's back, unable to recover for a long time.

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

"Ma'am, Miss Meng..." Jiang Butler opened his mouth.

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

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

Yu Zhenling looked at Steward Jiang, but didn't continue to ask. If it was about Jiang Xinran or Jiang Xinchen, she would definitely ask, but Meng Fu, forget it.

**

Here, Meng Fu came to the car at the intersection.

Zhao Fan had already got down, opened the back seat door for her, and raised his chin thoughtfully towards the gate of Jiang's house, "Was that housekeeper Jiang just now?"

Because of what happened at the art exhibition last time, Zhao Fan remembered Steward Jiang, and he didn't have a good impression of him.

Meng Fu got into the car, and sat in the car with nothing to do, lazily, and let out a "hmm".

"Tsk, he sent you so far, I didn't see it." Zhao Fan didn't know much about the Jiang family's affairs, and followed Meng Fu 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 already driven back to Jiang's, and the front desk is greeting him warmly.

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

[Assistant Jiang, is my dad okay recently? 】

Name: Meng Fu.

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

Of course, Jiang Yu didn't have time to think about these things at this time. Meng Fu's words were quite satisfactory, but he could feel how the other party asked him straight through the screen.

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

Meng Fu squeezed the phone, and typed a sentence in a leisurely way——

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

Even across the phone, Jiang Yu's typing attitude is still respectful. His daughter is a die-hard fan of Meng Fu, and even Jiang Yu himself is very respectful to Meng Fu.

Hearing what Meng Fu said, he replied cautiously——

[I see, miss. 】

The answer was like this, but Jiang Yu didn't put it in Xinsheng. He knew that Meng Fu was from the entertainment industry, and she had hardly integrated into the circle of T City. Even if he 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 button of the elevator. Could it be that his memory made a mistake, when did he add Meng Fu before?

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

In the car, Meng Fu held his phone and typed a sentence without changing his expression: [Assistant Jiang, don't stay up late at night, he has a bad memory. 】

In front is Su Cheng who is driving. He has always been driving very steadily, and the speed has been controlled at a certain number.

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

Meng Fu lowered his head, and kept touching the phone casually with his fingertips, as if he was talking to someone, but Zhao Fan left her alone and chatted with Su Cheng.

"You'll know when you arrive." Su Cheng turned the steering wheel, and his dark and calm eyes could be seen in the rearview mirror.

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

After a while, the journey became more and more familiar, and Zhao Fan couldn't help turning to Meng Fu: "Isn't this the way to your rental house? Are we going back now?"

Two minutes later, the car passed the neighborhood where Meng Fu was located and continued to drive forward.

In addition to the residential area, here is the school.

At this time, Zhao Fan finally thought of a possibility. She paused, then pointed her finger out of the car window, and could almost hear her own stiff voice: "Don't tell me, are we going to No. 1 Middle School?"

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

Zhao Fan raised his head slowly, just in time to see the majestic four characters "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 for a long time, saw the car coming, so he stuck to it and opened the back seat door. Seeing that Zhao Fan was stiff in the back seat and did not get off, 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 wakes up a little bit, and then turns her gaze to Meng Fu, remembering what Meng Fu just said yesterday that she was going to school, a terrible thought came to her mind——

This ancestor, she didn't want to come to No. 1 Middle School, did she?

Meng Fu got out of the car from the other side. She pressed her hat brim, looked up at the signboard, looked at it for a while, and then went inside.

**

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

In the administrative building, the principal of No. 1 Middle School, Principal Gu, was waiting in the office early on. He had a staid face, and he was waiting by the window of the office with a teacup in his hand.

Finally there was a knock on the door.

Principal Gu put down his teacup and looked towards the door: "Please come in."

Su Di pushed open the door and let Su Cheng and Meng Fu go in.

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

He asked the teaching assistants in the office to pour tea for Su Cheng and the others, then looked at Meng Fu and smiled, "This is the classmate Meng who will join our No. 1 Middle School soon."

Meng Fu greeted the principal Gu politely.

It seemed that Meng Fu was really going to enter the No. 1 Middle School. Zhao Fan, who was following behind Meng Fu, wiped his face and said, "Okay, sure enough, Brother Cheng is worthy of being Brother Cheng. He can find a way to enter such a big No. 1 Middle School."

"It's in Class 12 of the first year of high school..." Principal Gu asked the teaching assistant to show Su Cheng the materials of Class 12.

Meng Fu listened carefully in the front, but when she heard the back, she finally raised her hand, "I'm sorry to bother you."

Immediately, everyone in the office turned to Meng Fu.

Meng Fu rubbed his nose and said politely, "Well, I don't go to freshman year of high school."

Don't read high school?

Su Di looked at Meng Fu in surprise, what would he study if he wasn't in the first year of high school? He knew that Meng Fu hadn't been on campus since he finished the high school entrance examination, so when we communicated last night, he was talking about the first year of high school. .

Beside Meng Fu, Zhao Fan couldn't help but look up at Meng Fu, this feeling came again——

This ancestor wouldn't do any tricks, would he?

"Then which grade do you want to go to?" Principal Gu looked at Meng Fu and said in a deep voice, "Third year?"

"It's the third year of high school." Meng Fu supported the table with his hands, shaking his head.

Zhao Fan beside her: "..."

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

Su Di: "..."

He also never expected that Meng Fu's coming to No. 1 Middle School would be scary enough.

Principal Gu thought Meng Fu was going to be in the third year of junior high school, but when he heard her words, his face darkened.

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

It is said that there will be a student transferred to No. 1 Middle School halfway.

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

She hasn't been to the campus for two years, and she was asked to come to the No. 1 Middle School to study in the first year of high school. Principal Gu made concessions. Who knows that she is now categorically saying that she will go to the third year of high school.

Principal Gu turned his gaze to Su Cheng. Su Cheng was still sitting on the chair with an old god. He was sitting upright, drinking tea with downcast eyes, so that people could not see his expression.

"Student Meng, we 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. Weekly exams or monthly exams, the questions are all A+ level of difficulty, you are a bit reluctant to enter the first year of senior high school, even skip two grades, and you can't even understand the questions in the third year of senior high school."

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

Headmaster Gu has never seen high school skipping grades. In general, there are many skipping grades in elementary schools, and the knowledge in high school is complicated. The school has plans for what to learn every year. There are many extensions.

Listening to Meng Fu casually saying that she wanted to skip a grade, Principal Gu really thought that she didn't really want to come to study.

It was the first time Zhao Fan saw an intellectual like Principal Gu. Hearing Principal Gu's slightly angry tone, cold sweat started to break out on her back again, and then she looked at Su Cheng.

At this moment, Su Cheng finally put down the teacup, tapped his fingertips on the table, looked at Meng Fu after a while and said, "Did you hear President Gu's worry?"

Meng Fu nodded, talking nonsense with his eyes open: "I know what you mean, Principal Gu, but because I finished my self-study in the first and second years of high school, I took a two-year break from school. I can fully follow the courses in the first and third grades. You don't have to worry."

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

In the past two years, she either accepted strange announcements for variety shows, or participated in that kind of talent show. Otherwise, she wouldn't have accumulated so many black fans. How could she have seriously studied the content of senior one and senior two?

Hearing what Meng Fu said, Zhao Fan wanted to take her out straight away, and told her to stop talking nonsense. Could she even fool the principal of No. 1 Middle School?

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

Principal Gu is such a calm person. Hearing Meng Fu's words at this moment, he was also annoyed, "Have you finished the courses of the first and second grades on your own? Can you still keep up with the progress of the first middle school?"

Meng Fu didn't know how to write the word self-modesty at all, so she nodded: "That's right."

"Okay," Principal Gu nodded. He searched around the desk, took out an IMO competition book, flipped to a page, and handed it to Meng Fu, "This is their guide book for this year's IMO competition."

Principal Gu pointed to one of the questions, "I'll give you 20 minutes, and I'll take a look at it if you do it."

Mathematics competitions are generally trained from the first year of high school, and participate in the second year of high school, covering a wide range of topics. No. 1 Middle School has always attached great importance to these competitions, and these tutorial books are also extremely difficult.

Not to mention Meng Fu, even a student in the sophomore rocket class might not be able to do it.

When Zhao Fan heard Principal Gu took out the competition questions, he knew that the other party was serious. He couldn't help covering his face with his hands, and couldn't bear to look at Meng Fu again.

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

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

After Meng Fu got the paper and pen, he took a look at the question again. The competition guidance book of No. 1 Middle School was still of a certain standard, and the author of the question covered a wide range of topics, among which differential equations were needed.

As expected of a hundred-year-old middle school, Meng Fu wrote the word "certificate" and sighed in his heart.

As she thought about it, she began to write directly on the paper.

It took less than a minute from seeing the question to when she wrote down the handwriting. This proof question is very long, and there is an ellipse diagram. Most people haven't even read the question at this time, right?

Beside her, Su Di and Zhao Fan were watching her write the certificate.

Zhao Fan was a little embarrassed for Meng Fu, but saw that she wrote it smoothly.

These two people even forgot what the formula of the ellipse was, so they couldn't remember anything else, so naturally they couldn't understand what Meng Fu wrote.

There are also a bunch of formulas and special symbols.

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

Su Di was thoughtful, but did not answer Zhao Fan.

On the other side, Principal Gu was chatting with Su Cheng one after another, and it was probably Su Cheng who asked Principal Gu about the school's environmental issues.

ten minutes later.

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

**

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