Rebirth of the supreme daughter

Just at this time, the other party suddenly turned to look at her.

At the sight of Gu Xiqiao's clear eyes, Fu Xuejun vomited to death at the bottom of his heart. However, he still squeezed out a smile on his face.

The mobile phone in his pocket rang, and Fu Xuejun cut off the answer and put it to his ear.

"I've arrived at the airport of the imperial capital," came a low and gentle voice, like the lover's Wu Nong's soft language, very provocative, "do you want to come and pick me up?"

Fu Xuejun looked at the figure of Gu Xiqiao walking away, and didn't notice what he said, "they're not all your secretaries. Don't you need me?"

"Of course they're not as good as you," Wan Jizi said with a low smile. "Who's angry with you again? I'll be angry with you."

Hearing this sentence, Fu Xuejun suddenly stopped and turned his eyes, "I saw my nominal sister today."

"Is she angry with you?" As soon as he stopped, he got serious and raised his voice slightly.

"That's not true, but the other party really gave me a scare. All right, my classmates are still waiting for me. Don't say it." Fu Xuejun hung up and left with several girls.

The girls finally didn't have the courage to go to Gu Xiqiao to sign, and beat their chest and feet.

After a few steps, I saw Luo Wenlang coming out with the dean of the Department.

"That's a talented man in our department of economics and management, Luo Wenlang, who entered our college with almost full marks," said Fu Xuejun, a girl with a bright worship on her face. "He is the only person in a university who doesn't go to school."

"Only two?" Fu Xuejun felt that she didn't want to listen to the girl's next words, but she couldn't help asking, "who's the only one?"

"Beauty Gu, of course! Both of them got unprecedented results in the traditional test of a university, so they didn't have to come to class. "

Fu Xuejun tried to pull out a smile from the corners of his mouth. At this time, the dean of the Department and Luo Wenlang had already met them.

"Director, classmate Luo." Fu Xuejun raised a smile.

Luo Wenlang nodded at her, then turned to the director, "then, director, I have something else to go back first."

"Let's go, let's go." The director nodded, waved and told him to leave quickly, out of sight and out of mind.

After Luo Wenlang left, Fu Xuejun looked at the head of the Department and suddenly said, "director, I heard I missed an exam?"

Unexpectedly, Fu Xuejun would ask this question. The director was stunned for a moment, and then replied with a smile, "do you want to try our traditional test of a university?"

"If you can, that's the best. After all, I'm also a member of this school." Fu Xuejun smiled.

Listening to her words, the director didn't say anything, but asked her to come to the office after dinner. When she arrived, she handed her three test papers. "We have three professional courses in freshman year, which are limited to five hours. Classmate Fu, good luck."

Fu Xuejun took the test paper and did it on the spot.

Three test papers, originally thought she would not take two hours, but as soon as she got the test paper, the whole person was covered, the hand holding the pen trembled, and it took several minutes to stabilize herself.

The more you go back, the more cold sweat on her forehead.

By the time she finished, a thin layer of sweat had formed on her back.

I didn't expect that the questions would be so difficult. Each question was super. Not only that, but also involved a lot of comprehensive knowledge. When she finished writing, her mind was already a piece of paste.

"Done?" The director looked up at Fu Xuejun.

Fu Xuejun handed the test paper to the director. She looked a little stiff. She only spent three hours and didn't finish it, but she didn't plan to do it, because... She couldn't do it.

The director saw her look and comforted her and said, "classmate Fu, it's all right. These questions are super. There are few people who can pass the exam in the whole grade."

This sentence made Fu Xuejun look relaxed. She was a little nervous when she saw the director marking the paper on the spot.

No one is more familiar with these papers than the director. He finished browsing them quickly and gave Fu Xuejun a low score.

One 77, one 72, one 69.

"Very good. The whole freshman can get the score against the light. There is no one except Luo Wenlang." The director praised.

Hearing this, Fu Xuejun finally breathed a sigh of relief, "how much did Luo Wenlang take the exam at that time?"

The director gave Fu Xuejun a meaningful look, "two doors 92 and one door 88."

Fu Xuejun took a breath of air-conditioning. She had done this paper. Naturally, she knew how terrible this paper was, especially the two discussion questions behind it. It was a paradox and there was no way to start. Luo Wenlang had two doors 92 and one door 88. How rebellious should it be?

It was not until this moment that she was convinced of Laurent Lang.

After Fu Xuejun left, another teacher in the office said, "director, you just embarrassed the little girl, 77, 72, 69. This is a very good achievement. You didn't boast more?"

"The child is too eager for quick success and instant benefit," the director glanced at the test paper again. "More than 70 points and more than 60 points are nothing, not to mention Luo Wenlang, who is in the medical department alone. He has nearly full marks in three subjects. That's good!"

The difficulty of the test papers of all departments in the school is the same. They are questions that the two professors take to synthesize all aspects. They are very logical. Therefore, the results can directly reflect a person's ability.

"Director, you're joking," the teacher shook his head. "How dare you compare her with them?"

"Yes." When the director thought about it, he thought it was true. Fu Xuejun was a top student in previous years, but he lost a lot of color because there were so two people on his head this year.

"But why did you suddenly arrange a speech for Fu Xuejun?" The teacher was a little confused. The director didn't seem to appreciate Fu Xuejun much. Why did he build momentum for her?

The director put down the paper in his hand, "didn't Luo Wenlang come yesterday? I saw an M & a plan in his hand. Alas, you didn't see it. It was a watertight, far sighted and far sighted. Then I asked him if he could make a speech and prepare his graduation thesis with this as his speech. The boy refused! Really, I can't help it. I found a rescue site temporarily. "

Thinking of this, the director was angry. When the smelly boy Luo Wenlang came, he was very respectful and polite, but it hasn't been a few months. How can he suddenly become so slippery?

Give him full credits in advance. Isn't it good to graduate? Anyway, I can stay in school for postgraduate study after graduation. That boy is good. He even said he still needs to have a good class!

At this time, the director suddenly remembered what Professor Jiang often complained to him. Now he finally felt such helplessness!

Gu Xiqiao finally came to a class. He didn't go to the medical department, but came to her class with Xu Jing.

When Xu Jing attended the class, she didn't have to read a book. She just took a note.

Gu Xiqiao took her books and turned them one by one. Her appearance shocked the people in the journalism department, mainly because this person can't be seen and heard. They are also engaged in journalism. Naturally, they are very curious.

But the other Gao kept looking at the book with his eyes down. He looked so cool that people didn't dare to disturb him, so these people harassed Xu Jing.

"Xu Jing, why did you bring her here?" The man behind poked Xu Jing on the back.

Xu Jing replied for the 108th time, "because we Gu Meimei are too boring!" She was ready to skip class and go out with Gu Xiqiao. As a result, the other party heard that she had another class and had to accompany her to a class!

"Can I interview her after class?"

"No!" Xu Jing snorted that Gu Meimei could only interview her. All the other flirtatious bitches had to roll aside!

The teacher naturally noticed the sound here. The lecturer was a female professor with reading glasses. She knocked on the table and pointed to the direction of Guxi bridge. "I seem to hear someone talking, so I want to ask a classmate to answer the question. Why do all kinds of mass media coexist rather than replace in the evolution process? This classmate, please get up. "

She pointed to xiaguxi bridge.

Xu Jing: you look confused. She just wanted to stand up and tell the professor that Guxi bridge was not their department, but she found that Guxi bridge had stood up.

Without thinking about it, she directly replied: "because various media have their own characteristics and advantages, the circulation of newspapers is large, which is suitable for urban people to browse on the way and in office..."

She talked freely, and Xu Jing was even more confused.

How can this answer be more perfect than her? This is simply unscientific!

"That's a good answer." The female professor nodded with satisfaction, "what's your name and which class are you from?"

"Professor! It's not from our department, it's Gu Meimei from the medical department! " Before Gu Xiqiao answered, the people at the bottom helped answer.

Gu Xiqiao's name is still very famous. The professor has heard of it for a long time. She helped her glasses, looked at Gu Xiqiao quietly, and then said seriously, "Gu classmate, do you want to come to our journalism department?"

As soon as this remark came out, the students at the bottom clapped the table excitedly and agreed.

Gu Xiqiao: "..." Professor Jiang will kill her.

class is over.

The last class, however, after the bell rang, none of the people in the class left, but lingered. The opticist Gu Xiqiao was here.

Xu Jing looked at Gu Xiqiao. "Gu Meimei, when did you learn my major?" In vain, she still wants to give her an answer and behave well!

"No, there is an answer in the introduction to journalism just now, the second paragraph on page 231." Gu Xiqiao followed Xu Jing out. When he heard what she said, he just said it slowly.

Xu Jing immediately pulled out an introduction to journalism from her bag and turned to page 231. She saw basically the same words.

She: "..." I really want to kill Gu Xiqiao. What should I do?

After hearing this, other students in the surrounding area also turned to their own books, and then couldn't speak.

After a while, a new post appeared on the school forum.

Landlord: dew didn't believe that there was a word "genius" in the world before. Now I finally believe it. First picture it above, and then listen to the landlord carefully【 Picture] [picture] [picture]

They are all photos of Gu Xiqiao turning over the book. The students in the journalism department take photos with great feeling, high definition and aestheticism.

But here's the comment below.

1st floor: first declare the beautiful photos! Then silently sympathize with the children of the journalism department. Are you okay? Condolences from a sophomore in the Department of medicine.

2nd floor: confession + 1, sympathy + 1. Unexpectedly, Gu Meimei went to the news department to harm you again!

3rd floor: as a member of the laboratory of the medical department, I said that habit is good. By the way, Gu Meimei, why don't you come to the laboratory QAQ when you are so free

6th floor: EEE EEE, what are you talking about with the landlord upstairs? Why can't I understand, or can't I keep up with the times? Isn't this post drying my picture of beauty?

12th floor: wait for the landlord to popularize science.

55th floor: the dew came back and picked it up. The landlord saw Gu Meimei turn over the book. The process took about 20 minutes. How long it took is not important. The key is that she remembered it! Keep sth. in mind! WTF？ As a member of the journalism department, Dewdrop has been deeply hit to pieces!

This post quickly became popular and built hundreds of buildings in an instant.

After the exam, Fu Xuejun, who was in a depressed mood, brushed this post and sneered. He saw it as a joke.

gifted with an extraordinary retentive memory? Genius?

At the same time, down.

"Mr. Jiang, it's a great honor to meet you. I hope I won't cause you any trouble when I come back this time." Wan jijue met Jiang Shuxuan and Tang Qingqiu under the introduction of Murong feiye.

Jiang Shuxuan felt the sincerity in wanjijue's words, so he stretched out his hand, "nature."

Wan Qijue put his hand down and suddenly smiled. He had heard Jiang Shuxuan's name for a long time, but he didn't expect that the other party was so young. It was inevitable that he was wary. "I look forward to fighting with Mr. Jiang on the plug this year."

"Yes." Jiang Shuxuan answered faintly, but his eyes moved to the mobile phone.

Above, Gu Xiqiao sent a message: brother Jiang, I'll pick up xiaohuazi with Xu Jing and have dinner. You don't have to wait for me!

More upset.

Wan jijue felt that Jiang Shuxuan didn't want to tell him more, so he didn't stay much.

After he left, Tang Qingqiu said, "Shu Xuan, what do you mean by waiting for him to come back?"

"As long as it does not interfere with state Z." Jiang Shuxuan put away his mobile phone. If it interferes with the ancient martial world or threatens ordinary people, don't blame him for packing people back to country y.

"Not necessarily. Now country y is trying its best to make up with us. Do you think wanjijue is a good breakthrough? After all, y has a lot of people in our ancient martial world. " Tang Qingqiu thought more, "moreover, aunt Baili came back. It seems that she means to settle down for a long time."

Jiang Shuxuan got up, picked up his coat and looked calm, "don't worry about them."

OK, no matter, "but Uncle Jiang has been back for two or three days. Don't you go back and have a look?"

"He'll be more annoyed to see me." Jiang Shuxuan took his coat out of the door, and his voice disappeared into the air.

Tang Qingqiu thought, this is indeed the truth.

However, the bottom of my heart is a little worried. It seems that many people in the ancient martial world already know the existence of Guxi bridge.

Downstairs.

"When are you going to leave when you come back this time?" Murong feiye looks at Wan jijue and asks.

Wan jijue took off his glasses, turned over and sat in his new cool sports car, "look how fun it is here!"

With that, as soon as I stepped on the accelerator, the car sped out, causing everyone to scream.

Murong feiye:... Shit!

Wan Qijue made many calls to Fu Xuejun, but they were not connected. He picked up a cigarette in a irritable place, stopped the car and stopped opposite a video game city. He put out the smoke, stepped out of the car and walked in with long legs.

There are people in the video game city, and the Games in it are basically played by children.

Wanqi never knew the sign of country Z. when he came in and saw that it was a video game city, he was immediately disappointed. He just wanted to go out, but suddenly caught a glimpse of a child.

The child kept playing the same game and often lost in less than a minute. He kept playing and piled a lot of game coins at hand.

There are at least hundreds.

Wan Jizi saw many bad teenagers staring at the child. He smiled playfully and glanced at those bad teenagers.

Several bad teenagers wanted to get the child's money. They were swept away by wanjijue's eyes. They intuitively felt that the man was not easy to provoke, and ran away immediately.

"You can't do this. I'll come." Never wait to pat the child on the shoulder and let him pass.

Hua Youlin paused. He looked up in silence, and then stepped aside to let him come. He had been playing the game for half an hour and had not played it. If someone could help him play it, it would be best.

Wan jijue threw in the game currency and died 10 seconds later,

He was stunned, didn't believe in evil, threw one again, and died 10 seconds later.

……

Repeated about 20 times, Wan jijue's old face couldn't hang up, "I..."

He just wanted to explain something, but he saw another hand in front of him. It was slender and white. It seemed cold under the less obvious light. He looked at that finger and picked up a game coin and threw it in.

Two minutes later, customs clearance.

Look up, just as the man looks back.