Chapter 104

"Teacher, hand in your papers."

The four words are like a magic spell. They happened in the morning and again in the afternoon.

Everyone in the examination room stared at her like a monster.

At this time, it was exactly 1:18, not 20 minutes from the start of the exam.

If the written test in the morning is to test memory, many people hand in their papers in advance, but the computer test in the afternoon is not so easy.

In particular, this year's test questions seem to be much more difficult than last year, which is hard for the naked eye.

In this case, a pervert finished it in 18 minutes?

Most people's first reaction is - how is it possible?

Second reaction: can't you give up on yourself?

Including Lin Yuan and Ke ran, thinking about this, they became more and more focused. They wanted to win full marks on the spot. Hehe, Jiang Fuyue looked like a face.

No matter what others think, Jiang Fuyue left quietly after clicking the "submit" option under the guidance of the invigilator.

After another twenty minutes, the paper was handed in.

Then Huang Hui and Gao Zhaoming.

The group of four gathered together again and happily went back to the hotel for dinner.

When the others finished the exam and were sent back by the bus, the food was already cold.

According to the original plan, after the examination, they can be dissolved in place and go back to their homes. However, for security reasons, the organizers extended one more night for everyone and left tomorrow.

Just as everyone was preparing to book tickets, they suddenly received the news that the results would be announced in three days, requiring all candidates not to leave Beijing. At the time of introduction, they would directly announce the shortlist of the summer camp!

"... have you received the message?"

"I just received it. What's the matter? In previous years, we achieved results in about one month. Is it too short for three days? Are you sure it's not a prank?"

"Everyone has received it. Can there be a fake?"

"Does anyone know the inside information? Tell me what's going on now?"

"... I heard that because this summer camp is one month ahead of schedule, the organizers are eager to announce the results. Maybe the closed training will begin as soon as the list is confirmed three days later."

"Dig! Do you want to rush? I still want to go home and rest for half a month, or the summer vacation will be over."

"Cut, it's as if you can enter. According to reliable information, the threshold for finalists in this summer camp will be the highest in recent five years."

“……”

A piece of news triggered a lot of speculation and discussion.

After Jiang Fuyue received it, she immediately withdrew from the ticket purchase software and transferred it to her home to explain the situation.

"... then you should take good care of yourself, spend what you should spend, and don't save too much."

"OK."

At the end of the call, Jiang Fuyue turned off the lights, closed her eyes and went to sleep.

Second, the God's office came to the hotel early in the morning and called the people to explain the situation: "... We're afraid of boredom these three days. We organized a tour around the imperial capital for free. Those who want to go can come to me to register later."

Fan Ye: "sister Yue, are you going?"

Jiang Fuyue: "No."

"Well..." his expression was tangled.

Fan Ye wants to go. She was born and grew up on the floating island. This is her first time to the imperial capital. She is full of curiosity about everything, but it doesn't seem to mean anything if she goes alone

Fortunately, both Huang Hui and Gao Zhaoming are going.

Fan Ye: "sister, I went with them that month!"

"Yes."

That afternoon, these people left the hotel and formed a group temporarily.

……

when the evening lights are lit

Jiang Fuyue changed her clothes and took a taxi at night.

"Where to?" asked the driver.

Jiang Fuyue lowered her hat brim. Half her face was hidden in the shadow. She couldn't see her face clearly: "rose garden cemetery."

As soon as the driver's neck cools, he can't help looking at the back seat through the mirror. Will he go to the cemetery later?

"Excuse me, i..." he wanted to refuse.

Suddenly, a slender white hand held a hundred dollar bill in front of him, "is the tip enough?"

"But..."

"The complaint phone is right next to you."

The driver counseled: "then I'll stop at the door and don't drive in."

Jiang Fuyue: "yes."

At night, Sifang city is still congested.

An hour later, the taxi stopped at the gate of the cemetery.

Jiang Fuyue paid the fare and went to a flower shop next to her, "landlady, a bunch of red roses and a bunch of little daisies."

The middle-aged woman was stunned: "do you want to enter the garden?"

"Yes."

"This is the time..." aren't you afraid?

The moon is dark and the wind is high. Ghosts travel at night.

Rao is that she has opened a shop here for more than 20 years and doesn't have the courage.

Jiang Fuyue said calmly, "it doesn't matter. Do you have flowers?"

"Yes, yes!" the landlady couldn't help looking at her more. Unfortunately, the cap was too inconvenient. She could only see a delicate white chin. "What did you say you wanted?"

"Red roses and little daisies."

"Oh, OK -" eh! The voice stopped suddenly.

The landlady suddenly responded, "do you want... Red roses?"

Jiang Fuyue nodded: "yes?"

"Yes, yes..." but are you sure about offering roses to the dead?

Jiang Fuyue gave the money, took the flowers and turned to the cemetery.

The landlady muttered for a while, and the husband who was lifted out heard: "what are you talking to yourself in the evening..."

"Ah! Lao Xiao, do you remember a girl who used to come to us every time to buy red roses?"

"Yes?"

"Yes! It's been a long time..." the landlady recalled, "about 20 years ago..."

"Who remembers such a far thing? Close the stall and close the door quickly. When you get back late, your son will read again..."

The moonlight is desolate and the night is as cold as water.

Jiang Fuyue went up the steps through the narrow corridor, surrounded by orderly tombstones, and the smell of flowers mixed with oil wax floated in the air.

When the wind blows, it is as light as nothing.

Finally, she stopped somewhere, turned and was facing a tombstone.

To be exact, it should be two pieces, but because they are repaired together and close to each other, they look like one.

She dropped the bunch of daisies, then squatted down, put the roses obliquely in front of another monument with both hands, and adjusted the angle.

The slanting Little Daisy and Zhou Zheng's red rose, one is sad and scattered, the other is in full bloom, and the Yanyan yellow is in sharp contrast to the gorgeous red.

Jiang Fuyue stood straight and looked at the Yellow photos on the monument. The beautiful woman blurred her facial features, leaving only a mottled virtual shadow.

Right below the picture is engraved——

Wife: Zhao Chuxiu

Next to it is the owner of another tombstone, husband: Lou Yunzhong.

After standing for five minutes, Jiang Fuyue turned and left.

When I went down, a figure was walking up.

The same road is inevitable.

Jiang Fuyue always lowered her head, and the brim of her hat blocked her whole face. Even acquaintances may not recognize it through the concealment of the night.

Next second available——

"What a coincidence, meet again, Jiang Fuyue." Shen Lin called out her name word by word in a wave free voice.

Jiang Fuyue's footsteps didn't stop, just as the other party didn't call himself.

The man smiled softly and quickly reached for he