Chapter 8 They might be trash

Nie Lingchuan didn't know what his daughter was thinking, but he respected her decision.

"We are going to Nancheng today, why not give it to Sister-in-law Zhou first and ask Sister-in-law Zhou to take it to the pet hospital for a check-up."

"Okay." Naturally, Nie Fuyao would not object.

After breakfast, the group took a nanny car to the airport.

It was an hour and a half away from the airport. Nie Fuyao had nothing to do, so he took out a thick exercise book from his backpack.

The booklet is really thick, about two centimeters thick.

The cameraman sitting in the back seat saw this scene and pointed the camera through the middle gap of the car seat at her exercise book.

Nie Lingchuan saw this and asked, "What time did you go to bed last night?"

"Ten o'clock!" Nie Fuyao opened the folded page and rolled the pen between his fingers a few times. "If you want to live a long time, you need to maintain a good routine."

Nie Lingchuan shook his head and laughed, "Yes, this is a good habit, we must keep it up."

In the early years, in order to catch up with the announcement, he worked for two days and three nights at the longest time, and he was almost exhausted.

At that time, his brain was really like a ball of mush. He did whatever the director said, and almost even lost his thinking ability.

After that time, he slept for nearly eighteen hours, almost scaring Ning Sang to death.

[Screenshot, it’s Qing Zong, it made me laugh to death. 】

[What’s so funny about this? There’s something seriously wrong upstairs. 】

[It’s not funny because you didn’t go to college, right?Of all the college students, there are a few who don’t know about Qingying Comprehensive Education. This is the special recruitment test question of Qingying University’s Qingying Class for ten years.No, no, you don’t even know what Qingying Class is, right? 】

[The number one university in the country is Qingbei, and the best class in Qingbei is the Qingying Class. All the teachers are academicians, without exception.And the special moves of the Qingying Class are simply harder to break through than the eighteen levels of hell.Let's put it this way, among the hundreds of top scorers in each province in the country in the past ten years, no more than three can enter the Qingying Class. 】

[An alumnus of mine is from the Qingying class. He was ranked above [-] in the provincial college entrance examination, with perfect scores in science and comprehensive studies, but failed in Chinese. His talent in science is really unmatched.I ranked third in the city in the college entrance examination and top [-] in the province. The physics knowledge he talked about was like a holy book to me. Even our high school physics teacher couldn't understand it. 】

[The students in the Qingying class are all geniuses among geniuses. I am from Qingbei, and Qingzong is like a book from heaven to me. 】

[Qingzong, the full name is Qingying Ten Years Comprehensive Test Questions. Every question in it is written by an academician and is not for ordinary people to see.Do you think she can do it? 】

[Fuck you, she can do it, I’ll stand on my head*]

The discussion on the Internet was in full swing, but it was very quiet in the car. The only sound that could be heard was the rustling of Nie Fuyao's pen tip across the paper.

Nie Lingchuan couldn't understand these. He knew every word, but when put together, it was like a heavenly book, which made him dizzy.

After Nie Fuyao finished answering a test question, he stopped writing and sighed slightly.

"Are you bored?" The old father's eyes were so hot that her spirit was inevitably disturbed.

Fumbling around, he took out a book from his schoolbag, put it into his hand, and said, "Look at this."

Nie Lingchuan looked at the foreign language on the cover of the book. It would be wrong if he really accepted it, or if he didn't.

"Fuyao, what is this?" Gao Fen from the back row asked.

Nie Fuyao shook the book, "Isn't it written on it?"

Gao Fen: "..."

Sorry, he is a poor English learner and can't understand it at all.

Putting the book into her old father's hand, she continued to answer the test questions with her head down.

Seeing this, Gao Fen was embarrassed to continue asking.Instead, he secretly took out his mobile phone and took a photo of the book cover. When he saw the translated name, his eyes were a little dull.

Quantum field theory, what is it?
First time I heard this term.

What is it for?
By the way, didn’t the boss’s daughter drop out of junior high school and be described by some insiders as a socially idle young man?

How could she know such a thing?
Gao Fen opened his mouth, the spirit of gossip in his heart almost burned him to death, but looking at Nie Lingchuan sitting in front, he had no choice but to set himself on fire in order to save his life.

After answering another question, when I raised my head and rolled my eyes to relax, I saw the book lying quietly in my old father's hands.

"Okay!" Nie Fuyao handed him his backpack, "Look for anything you want to see, so you don't get bored on the road."

The camera instantly focused on her backpack.

Nie Lingchuan took out the dozen books inside one by one. All of them were original documents, and not only English books.

"You can read this one." Nie Fuyao pointed to the book in his father's hand, "A famous romantic love book from the Bear Country, Miss Sugar's Rose. The original text seems more interesting."

Everyone in the car turned their attention to Nie Fuyao, with clear accusations in their eyes.

Nie Fuyao: "...What's wrong?"

Everyone continued to be silent.

After a long while, Gao Fen asked with a strange expression: "Fuyao, what you think when you look at us is the same as what we think when we look at dogs?"

Nie Fuyao looked at Gao Fen quietly for three seconds and said, "You don't even want to be a human being?"

"Pfft..." Several bursts of laughter echoed in the carriage.

The audience in the live broadcast room was also dizzy due to the shaking of the camera.

In the directing team, everyone stared at the live broadcast data and live broadcast images, and there was a brief silence.

"I don't think Lingchuan's daughter is as bad as what is said on the Internet. Who leaked the dirty information?" the assistant director frowned.

A middle-aged woman next to her raised her eyebrows and said with a smile: "Who else can be there besides my colleagues?"

It's really shameless. He couldn't hit Mr. Nie, but he actually used such despicable methods on a little girl. It was extremely shameless.

"Did the technical department find out who bribed the navy?"

"No, the IP addresses are all from overseas. I lost them."

The director team are all old people from Yunhuang Entertainment, and two of them still have shares in the company. They naturally hope that the company can develop better, and they also hope that this little girl will get rid of the dirty stuff.

Yunhuang Entertainment is indeed very strong, but it cannot withstand the siege from many companies. In just a few days, the company has already lost two or three projects.

In the live broadcast room, Nie Fuyao was encouraged by his old father to tell them about this book.

Nie Fuyao opened the pages of the book and spoke in a clear voice.

[It really can hold it. What a big garbage bag it is. 】

[I also think she’s just pretending. How old is she to know three languages?Did you learn it from your mother’s womb? 】

[Shouldn’t Shake be a genius?How can you mortals understand the world of genius? Don't use your narrow thoughts to judge others, it's too low. 】

[These navy soldiers probably have no parents, they will do anything for money.Are there any innocent blood on your hands?Do you really think that you can do whatever you want on the Internet just by hiding behind the keyboard? 】

[Support Brother Chuan, support Shake, and the water army retreats. 】

(End of this chapter)

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