Chapter 67

It's night.

Jiang Xiaodi, who had enough to eat and drink, lay on the upper bunk with a small quilt on his round belly.

"Sister, are you asleep?"

“……”

"I know. You didn't sleep. I heard you move just now."

"... oh."

"Sister..." Jiang Xiaodi pulled his right index finger on the quilt, stared at the ceiling in the dark, and his mouth tilted a small arc.

"If you have anything to say, have you made another mistake?"

"... No." Jiang Xiaodi was embarrassed.

"Yes."

"Sister, I feel so happy." the child's soft and timid voice is full of happiness and contentment.

In the dark, Jiang Fuyue had a clear meal.

Happiness?

"... if you are full, you will be happy?" the requirement is too low.

Jiang Xiaodi: "besides this, there are!"

Jiang Fuyue: "what's there?"

"With you and parents, we are a family together." then he asked, "sister, do you feel happy?"

In the dark, there was no response.

Jiang Xiaodi also calmed down.

After a while, a faint voice came from the lower bunk: "... HMM."

But Jiang Chenxing has fallen asleep.

Under the same night, Yutian Washington, located in Linnan District, was bathed in moonlight and fell into silence.

Located in the northeast corner of the single family villa, the bedroom on the second floor is still lit.

Xie Dingyuan checked the bruises on his back in the mirror, then put on his pajamas and slowly tied the button to the last one.

His hands were lifted higher and higher, and suddenly a muscle was involved. There was a dull pain from the inner side of his rear arm. After a pause, he continued to smooth the folds of his lapel until the cloth was stretched, and then put his hands down and hung on his side.

During this period, the man did not move his eyebrows and eyes, and his face was always expressionless.

And that painful place is the place where Jiang Fuyue grabbed and buckled before.

A high school student, female, weighs only 100, but has great strength!

Xie Dingyuan looked at his nose and heart without saying anything.

Liu Ma's suspicious eyes switched back and forth between her nephew and uncle, and finally leaned out of the window and looked up at the sky.

The scorching sun is a serious midsummer. That's right.

So

Why do one wear long sleeves and the other a scarf?

Liu Ma: I doubt I'm awake. I'm still in a dream.

……

On July 27, half a month has passed since the preliminary test of Wujing.

The ranking and results are down.

There were 13 people taking the exam in No. 1 middle school, with a total score of 200. All of them crossed the pass line of 120.

Among them, there are 9 people in the high section of 150-200!

Hou Siyuan, who vomited while training, got 162. Hearing this score, he was stupid on the spot.

After the reaction, he dragged Meng Zhijian to confirm again and again: "Mr. Meng, are you sure you read it correctly? Are you not wearing glasses? Otherwise... Confused my name with others? How can I get 162? How can I get 162?! I don't deserve it!"

Meng Zhijian took a swipe from the corner of his mouth and patted his report card in front of him: "take it and get out!"

Hou Siyuan picked it up, looked at it faintly, and then... Rolled away with a smile.

Liu Bowen made a mistake in the last big question and only got 185, but it was still expected by him.

So I calmly accepted the result.

Meng Zhijian: "continue to work hard, the future can be expected."

Liu Bowen smiled and nodded: "thank you, teacher, I will refuel."

As for Ling Xuan, let alone 196 high scores, which are rare over the years.

Meng Zhijian: "... Congratulations, the third place in the city. If the semi-finals and finals continue to maintain this level, the winter camp will be stable this year."

Ling Xuan said softly, looking at the report card in his hand, but there was no joy between his eyebrows and eyes.

"What's the matter? Do you have any questions?" Meng Zhijian asked when he looked wrong.

"I can't figure out where the four points are deducted."

"According to the rules, the competition papers can't be consulted... However, I suggest you ask Jiang Fuyue."

"Ask her?" lingxuan raised his eyebrow.

"Yes, ask her. She is one of the two full marks in the city this year, tied for the first place with Feng Kaixuan of the second middle school."

It is said to be juxtaposed, but now several middle schools have spread. Jiang Fuyue handed in her papers and left 40 minutes after the examination, while Feng Kaixuan did it from beginning to end until the bell rang. It is clear which is higher or lower.

Lingxuan's face seemed more complicated than before.

"... thank you, Mr. Meng. I know what to do."

"That's good."

"Jiang Fuyue, she......" Ling Xuan gave a meal and his eyes flashed slightly. "Are you coming?"

Meng Zhijian shook his head and said, "I'm busy. I'll get my report card on Monday."

Oh

Ling Xuan lowered her eyes and silently hooked her lips, but her eyes were full of ridicule.

They couldn't wait to know the score and ran back to school even if they had a holiday on Saturday. She's fine——

Don't be in a hurry. It seems that she doesn't care at all. Even if the full score is, in her opinion, it's probably just so.

Hearing Jiang Fuyue's achievements, Ling Xuan didn't feel that he had lost, but now he was surprised that he might not even be qualified to "lose".

Because Jiang Fuyue never compared with him from beginning to end, he has always been fighting unilaterally.

You treat others as opponents and enemies, but the other party doesn't even know who you are. This feeling

It's more frustrating than losing!

Lingxuan just stepped out of the office. Sun Cheng came across with one arm. Today he specially accompanied lingxuan to get the report card. In the afternoon, they made an appointment to run a Martin car on the mountain.

"196, brother, I haven't competed with anything for more than a year. Unexpectedly, the power is still strong!" before Ling Xuan came out, he knew the results from others.

Ling Xuan's reaction was mediocre.

Sun Cheng couldn't help looking at him more: "what's the situation? Close to full score, still depressed?"

Ling Xuan's eyes sank, "just close, not full marks. What's the coke?"

"Gee, have you been on the full mark recently? I haven't seen you so demanding on yourself before..."

Sun Cheng was stunned and suddenly thought of something: "shouldn't it be because of Jiang -"

"Shut up!"

"Tut Tut, there are no three hundred taels of silver here."

Ling Xuan: "

"In other words, how many points does Jiang Fuyue get this time? It can't be full again... ER! Points?"

Ling Xuan grinned and said, "what are you talking about?"

"Lying in the trough!" Sun Cheng was surprised. "What a full mark?"

Ling Xuan strode forward, leaving him a cold back of his head.

Sun Cheng: what, I don't want to hear it and don't let others say

However, he still had to shout, "goddess cow batch!"

Ling Xuan looked back coldly: "are you leaving? The Martin car won't run this afternoon?"

Sun Cheng hummed: dress up! Keep loading! Admit it, you're jealous.

Also shocked was Yu Wenzhou, who rushed to the office from home, "what's the score? I didn't hear it clearly on the phone. Can you say it again?"

Meng Zhijian: "200, full mark." after that, he handed over the report card.

Yu Wenzhou watched it once, blinked, and watched it again.

After several times, he finally covered his chest with exaggeration and said, "you said this child... Why is she so proud?"