Almighty Your Persona Has Collapsed

All eyes are on the past.

It was confirmed that there was a thin figure coming out.

The person in charge looked over and saw that it was a girl, and asked Feng Xiu beside him, "Is this Xie Yi from your class? Why did you come out so early? I heard from the examiner that the question this time is not easy."

Feng Xiu was also surprised to come out so early, the figure was getting closer, Feng Xiu also saw the figure clearly, and recognized that it was Meng Fu, he looked away, shook his head lightly: "No."

"Who is that?" The person in charge was obviously very curious about this person who came out so early.

Feng Xiu explained to him, "This is a direct line student that the principal of Peking University applied to the Fragrance Association this year. He should have good grades in cultural subjects, and he is also the number one student in the college entrance examination this year. I don't know why, but he must come to learn fragrance."

The person in charge was originally very curious about Meng Fu, but after Feng Xiu's explanation, he lost his curiosity, looked away, and nodded: "I've heard a little bit, no wonder."

A freshman with no foundation, who came out so early, must have encountered a problem.

Because the second class has not met the standard for several years in a row, the Fragrance Association has made great efforts to rectify the fragrance department, and it is not difficult for freshmen to come out early when they encounter bottlenecks.

The two stopped paying attention to Meng Fu.

Meng Fu is here.

Feng Zhi glanced at her, but there was no other expression on his face, he didn't feel dissatisfied with Meng Fu at all, he just paused, "Student Meng, Dean Li just came looking for me, if you have time, go to the engineering department to look for him .”

Although it is a pity for Meng Fu's talent, but following Dean Li, Meng Fu's future will not be low.

He didn't ask Meng Fu how he felt about the assessment.

"Thank you teacher," Meng Fu nodded, she guessed that this time she was going back to T city, and there were variety shows and movies, "Can I ask for a leave of absence for a while?"

"Ask for leave?" There is no other department in the Perfume Department that is similar to clocking in. Learning is based on self-consciousness, but there are basically no students who do not come to class. Everyone is very hardworking. Feng Zhi glanced at Meng Fu and smiled: "I can I will give you leave, but you will have to ask Dean Li in two days."

After the results of this assessment, it is not certain whether Class 2 of Perfumery can exist or not.

Hearing this, Meng Fu put his sunglasses on the bridge of his nose, "So teacher, please give me a leave note."

"Okay, here you are." Thinking that Meng Fu would be a student of the engineering department in the future, Feng Zhi didn't say anything, and asked his assistant to take a pen and paper, and wrote a leave note for Meng Fu.

Then reached out and patted her on the shoulder, "What are you busy with, go quickly."

"Thank you teacher." Meng Fu pushed up the sunglasses with one hand, took the leave slip with the other hand, and left directly through the gate.

After waiting for more than an hour, when Xie Yi, Duan Yan, and Liang Si came out one by one, Meng Fu had already gone back.

**

Jianghe Courtyard, 1601.

When Meng Fu went back, Zhao Fan had already packed up and left. The hanging TV in the hall rarely did not show Meng Fu's variety show, and it was the special feature of the animal world, wild swans.

As soon as Meng Fu entered, he saw Dabai squatting beside the TV with his feet lying on the carpet, looking listlessly at the animal world.

Obviously there are only two feet, so lying down like a dog.

"Brother Cheng, go back and bid farewell to his family." Seeing Meng Fu coming back, Zhao Fan pulled the box out, then pointed to Dabai and explained, "Su said that the goose has been learning from Du Gao in the beauty shop recently, Cheng Brother let it see its kind."

Zhao Fan knew that Meng Fu had an exam today, so she no longer asked how Meng Fu did in the exam.

Meng Fu was silent for a while: "...I'm going to take a bath."

When I walked around the appreciation room for a while during the exam, I smelled spices on my body.

They are going back to T City today.

Afterwards, the live broadcast of "A Day of the Star" and the start of GDL casting. Meng Fu's popularity and acting skills are recognized by the audience. GDL is an international big IP with many supporting roles. The investors have made it clear that Meng Fu will participate, but the heroine is still For supporting roles, it depends on the audition situation.

So when Liang Si called Meng Fu, Meng Fu had already gotten into the car and was driving to T City.

The capital city is some time away from T city.

At seven o'clock in the evening, the car arrived at Jiang's mansion.

Mr. Jiang and a few servants had been waiting at the gate of the mansion early.

"Xiao Su, you are finally here." Mr. Jiang saw the car stop and walked towards them leaning on a cane.

"Grandpa Jiang, be careful." Su Cheng stretched out his hand to support Mr. Jiang.

In October, the weather in T city was a bit cold, Meng Fu put on a black sports coat, and after getting off the car, she directly buttoned the hood of the coat on her head.

The Jiang family had already prepared dinner, and the table was full of Meng Fu's favorite food.

"Come back recently, how about staying a few more days?" Jiang's family is not Yu's, and they don't have so many rules. During the meal, Mr. Jiang asked Meng Fu, "The Jiang family has a meeting at nine o'clock in the morning the day after tomorrow. Don't forget."

The chef of Jiang's family cooked a good meal, Meng Fu ate a few more mouthfuls of duck, and nodded casually: "Yeah."

Su Di sat on the other side of the table, next to Jiang Xinchen. He asked Jiang Xinchen which chef made the dishes on the table. Jiang Xinchen knew that it was Assistant Meng Fu, and answered politely one by one.

One year has passed, Jiang Xinchen has changed a lot, he is not as sharp as before, and much calmer.

Su Di took another look at him, feeling miraculous.

At first he felt that Jiang Xinchen was not at all like Meng Fu, but now he felt that Jiang Xinchen's aura was similar to Meng Fu's.

"Xinchen is also a sophomore in high school. How is your math doing?" Su Cheng took a few mouthfuls and stopped eating. He put down his chopsticks and remembered that Meng Fu had introduced Zhou Jin to Jiang Xinchen before he left.

Hearing this sentence, Meng Fu also looked up at Jiang Xinchen.

Jiang Xinchen quickly raised his head, a little nervous, "Last monthly exam, I scored 142 in mathematics, ranking second in the school."

Jiang Xinchen was good at math before, but it was far from reaching this level, and he was only in the top ten of his class. Second place in the school is an extremely good result. Back then, Jiang Xinran was almost in this position.

Meng Fu nodded, "It's okay."

Beside her, old man Jiang glanced at Jiang Xinchen, and said to Meng Fu: "What are you doing, with you and Mr. Zhou's tutoring, is he still proud of being second in the exam? It's still far behind you."

Jiang Xinchen quickly nodded, "Yes, Grandpa."

Obviously, he is afraid of Mr. Jiang every day.

Jiang Quan didn't dare to speak. When he was in school, he was the 20th highest in the class, far inferior to Jiang Xinran and Jiang Xinchen, so Jiang Xinran's grades were so good back then, and he was valued by the Jiang family.

After eating, Jiang Xinchen didn't dare to relax, and went directly to his room to study.

In the past year, he not only has to attend classes, but also to learn about the company, so he has almost no spare time.

Meng Fu thought for a while, and followed, "I'll check on his study progress."

Downstairs, Su Cheng made a cup of tea for Mr. Jiang. He has studied the tea ceremony, and the tea was very fragrant. "Mr. Jiang, are you too strict with Xinchen?"

Mr. Jiang took a sip from his teacup, thought for a while, and shook his head, "Boys must be responsible."

Except for Meng Fu, Mr. Jiang was used to being strict with the rest of the Jiang family, and he couldn't change it for a while.

Su Cheng unhurriedly poured another cup of tea, chuckled, "Let him lower the standard, don't compare him with his sister."

"That's true," Mr. Jiang realized, "Not everyone can get Ah Fu's grades."

Su Cheng reminded that Mr. Jiang also reflected on whether he was too harsh on Jiang Xinchen.

Then he put on his reading glasses, logged on to Weibo and posted a Weibo.

Su Cheng originally thought that Mr. Jiang was seriously thinking about Jiang Xinchen's question, but when he heard the Weibo voice from Mr. Jiang's mobile phone, he paused and took out his mobile phone to check.

The latest Weibo——

Grandpa who loves to be hospitalized: Granddaughter comes back today, draws 30 puffs, each gets a new high-end pear mobile phone, requires super phone to clock in for more than 100 days, and draws a prize at 1 am in half a month~

Below is a picture of the pear mobile phone.

Recently, the latest Lizi mobile phone is very popular, but it is relatively expensive. A high-end latest model costs about 13,000.

As soon as the forwarding lottery came out, Meng Fu's fan base instantly boiled.

Su Cheng: "..."

After posting Weibo, Mr. Jiang took off his reading glasses and looked at Su Cheng: "Xiao Su, how is Ah Fu at school recently? How did she do in the exam today?"

"It should be good." Su Cheng put down his teacup, thought about it, and chuckled.

**

the next day.

Beijing University, Department of Perfume.

The examination and audit of the fragrance department is not the people of the fragrance department, but the unified examiner of the fragrance department.

This time, the Fragrance Association decided to rectify the fragrance system.

Every year, the results are announced at the internal meetings of the Fragrance Association and the Fragrance Department, and this year is naturally the same.

The meeting starts at nine o'clock in the morning.

Before eight o'clock, Feng Zhi and Feng Xiu arrived. Apart from the two teachers of the Perfume Department, there were also many staff members of the Perfume Department.

Today is a very important matter, and the principal of Peking University also arrived early, waiting for the Xiangxie people to come.

"Professor Feng, what's the estimate this time? I heard that Duan Yan has the idea of ​​preparing to attack S." Standing beside Feng Zhi, Zhang Yusen asked in a low voice.

As long as he reaches S, not only will the second class not be canceled this year, but the resources will be increased by half.

Feng Zhi looked up at Zhang Yusen, but couldn't laugh, "I can only look at him."

nine o'clock.

The staff of Xiangxie came.

Mr. Lin, and the two examiners from last time arrived.

"Here are the final exam grades of the 86 students," Mr. Lin stood on the conference table and opened the sealed bag in his hand, "I just took it out from the Fragrant Association and haven't opened it. Now we announce the passing rates of the two classes. .”

Feng Xiu saw Mr. Lin coming in, and quickly looked up at him.

"One class, the pass rate is 81%."

"Class two, the pass rate is 46%."

81%, Feng Xiu was not surprised. He just raised his head and waited for each student to rate individually. He attached great importance to the rating of Xie Yi in his class this time. Whether their class can double their resources this year depends on whether Xie Yi can do it this time. Shock S.

Elder Lin read from front to back.

"Xu Wei, B."

"Jiang Yinong, C."

"Liang Si, B."

Mr. Lin read with no ups and downs. He didn't pause until he read a name, and a smile appeared on his face: "Xie Yi, S, congratulations to Dean Feng, you are a good teacher."

"Where?" Feng Xiu finally breathed a sigh of relief, with a hint of pride in his brows, "This is thanks to my classmates for their hard work."

Xie Yi reached S within three years, and the fragrance department is relatively rare, but it is not unheard of. Most people have some predictions about Xie Yi's result, so they are not too surprised.

Now most of the people's assessment results have come out.

Only a few people in the Fengzhi squad were left.

Everyone in the meeting room was congratulating Feng Xiu, talking one after another, but did not leave, including Feng Xiu. Recently, there have been rumors about Duan Yan's impact on the S rating.

Feng Xiu is also waiting.

Feng Zhi also held a sliver of hope.

Elder Lin finally read Duan Yan's name: "Duan Yan—"

Feng Zhi, Feng Xiu, including Zhang Yusen all raised their heads and looked at Elder Lin intently.

"A."

Elder Lin said a word.

Hearing this result, the staff around Feng Xiu were taken aback, then shook their heads, "Duan Yan A? That Professor Feng's class is hopeless this year."

Feng Xiu only glanced at Feng Zhi indifferently, but didn't say anything.

Feng Zhi had already guessed this result.

Perfumery talents account for a large proportion.

Therefore, the Fragrance Association has set a rule for the fragrance department. After the students of the fragrance department enter the fragrance department, if they can reach an A within three years, their talent is good. For example, Duan Yan, a fierce man in the second class, has reached an A in the first year. Otherwise, Feng Xiu wouldn't miss Duan Yan so much.

Perfumery has been around for so many years, and there are very few who can reach A within a year, and not many can reach B within a year.

The S-level ones were only in Feng Xiu's class, not to mention assistants, even Feng Zhi talked about it, but he didn't even dare to think about it.

They couldn't reach a 50% pass rate, so they could only put a glimmer of hope on Duan Yan. Now that Duan Yan's result came out, Feng Zhi also expected it, and his expression did not lose control.

Mr. Lin turned to the last page, "Meng Fu—"

He's stuck.

Feng Xiu also heard his own result, turned around, and went out to announce the good news to Xie Yi amidst the congratulations of others.

Zhang Yusen comforted Feng Zhi: "Professor Feng, go back and deal with the files of the students in your class. I'll come here."

Feng Zhi nodded, and he left with heavy steps.

The people in the conference room, including Zhang Yusen, didn't care much about the "Meng Fu" that Mr. Lin exported.

Mr. Lin finally came back to his senses, double-checked the numbers behind, and looked in the direction of Feng Zhi, "S."

"Professor Feng, I'm overjoyed."

In the conference room, the voices of congratulations disappeared instantly.

**

I forgot to make sure when I published the first chapter......