Madam’s Identities Shocks the Entire City Again

Qiao Nian almost forgot this incident, but when he mentioned it, he remembered what Tang Wanru said before.

Jiang Xianrou is not from the Jiang family.

Qiao Nian's eyes flashed and she frowned, guessing that no one in the family knew this secret except her, which gave her a headache.

She held the mineral water in her hand without unscrewing the cap. While she was wondering whether to say something to Jiang Li or Jiang Zongjin, she talked to Ye Wangchuan: "I didn't say anything. I just said a little about Jiang Xianrou. She wanted to You asked me to fish Jiang Xianrou out, but I didn’t agree."

Gu San was driving. When he heard this, he was very surprised. He couldn't help but interrupt: "What did she think? The court has already decided this matter, and she asked you to fish for someone else?"

Gu San thought about it and figured it out again.

Too.

With Tang Wanru's selfish character, how could she care about how bad the social impact of Jiang Xianrou's incident was, and it was impossible for her to consider how difficult it would be to recruit people she requested from Qiao Nian's perspective.

Gu San groaned angrily: "Damn, these people just open their mouths and talk. She is so powerful, she should go to the detention center to get it herself!"

Qiao Nian didn't say anything, but suddenly looked in the direction of the driver's seat and said in a low voice: "I want to go to Independence Continent."

When Ye Wangchuan heard that she was going to Independence Continent, he raised his eyebrows slightly without any surprise at all and asked her briefly: "Are you sure?"

"Yeah." Qiao Nian didn't hide anything from him and simply explained her arrangements: "I'll go over and help Ji Nan's aunt take a look. I also have other things to go over. I've already asked for leave from the school. , I will not take the final exam this year and will have to repeat the grade for one year.”

She said that repeating a grade was natural and she didn't care too much: "The teachers in the department also agreed."

In fact, when she went to Qingdao University to ask for leave in the morning, Liang Conglin was alarmed.

He and Nie Mi went to the teaching building of the Department of Traditional Chinese Medicine and asked Qiao Nian about repeating the grade. He also said that she could not repeat the grade and give her a small treatment. After the leave was cancelled, she could let the department prepare the papers and take the exam alone. Final grade.

But Qiao Nian didn't agree.

Finally, the decision was made to repeat the grade for one year.

Shen Yugui from the Department of Traditional Chinese Medicine supported her decision. Nie Mi didn't say anything, but Liang Conglin wanted to persuade her and finally signed.

"I'm afraid Principal Liang will be heartbroken if you repeat a year." Ye Wangchuan was not at Tsinghua University, so he could probably guess the situation at that time. He couldn't help but raise the corners of his mouth and said with a smile: "He wants you to enter the experiment If you graduate one year later, you will enter one year later. But since you have thought about it, I will support you in any decision you make. As for the laboratory... Master Cheng is still waiting for you to let go. You can go at any time. go."

Qiao Nian's talent in learning is so amazing that everyone who comes in contact with her has a strong sense of it.

Since Master Cheng went to Independence Continent with Qiao Nian and learned about Qiao Nian's talent in black gunpowder, he felt as if he had found a treasure. He went to find Bo Jingxing every day and asked Bo Jingxing to act as a lobbyist to talk to Qiao Nian. Things in the laboratory...

It's just that Bo Jingxing hasn't had time to mention it to Qiao Niang.

Of course, he didn't let Bao Jingxing mention it.

He knew that Qiao Nian's target was not black powder, but Chinese medicine.

Qiao Nian's character probably prefers to treat illnesses and save people rather than making black powder.

"When do you plan to leave?" Ye Wangchuan asked lazily through the rearview mirror.

Qiao Nian put one hand on her mobile phone and rested her other elbow on the car window. The wind ruffled the broken hair on her forehead, and the black broken hair just covered her unruly brow bone.