Next second, stay.
In the empty rest area, Jiang Fuyue was sitting on a bionic massage chair, brushing her mobile phone and listening to music. There was a disc of macarone on the short table in front of her.
That small appearance, how comfortable, how comfortable.
Qin Libin: "what, what situation?"
Yan Zhenfeng: "just ask?"
Then he strode forward.
Qin Libin hurriedly followed.
Jiang Fuyue was looking at the financial report of Yufeng group this month. Suddenly, a shadow came under her head, and then another one came over, double superimposed, and the light was dark in an instant.
She subconsciously raised her eyes and immediately sat up straight: "Professor Yan, Professor Qin."
"Why are you here?"
"Rest."
"Where are they?"
Jiang Fuyue looked in the direction of the answer room: "I should still be doing questions."
"What about you?"
"I handed in my paper."
Yan Zhenfeng and Qin Libin looked at each other.
I'm not surprised, because I expected it.
But
"Cough! At least it's an international competition. Don't you want to check it twice?"
Jiang Fuyue: "I don't have that habit."
Yan Zhenfeng: "
"Then slow down and review the topic well. Is there always a problem?" Qin Libin tempted.
Jiang Fuyue nodded, "otherwise I can come out earlier."
"..." when he didn't say.
Jiang Fuyue asked two people to sit down: "this massage chair is not bad, and the snacks are OK."
The corners of their mouths jerked.
When everyone is as leisurely as you?
What about the arrangement of international competitions?
Even if you hand in your papers in advance, you still enjoy it. Is that really good?
Jiang Fuyue said there was no pressure, and told the two: "you have to wait for them to come out after the exam, but they will come directly to the rest area after the exam. They made an appointment last night."
Yan Zhenfeng's eyes turned, "cough! Let's have a rest."
Qin Libin nodded: "I'm tired."
The two in a hurry stay. Five minutes later——
"Hey, this massage chair is really good."
"It's macarone. I'll get a sandwich..."
It's relaxing here, but the people in the examination room don't dare to relax for a moment.
After Jiang Fuyue handed in his paper, Edmund finished the second.
Then frank, Lin Shumo, Ling Xuan
Fang Canyang was only 20 minutes ahead of schedule, but at least it was!
He didn't do this before. He would do it as long as he had time. Even if he finished it ahead of time, he would have to wait until the end of the exam. Now
I feel like I don't deserve to be with Jiang Fuyue
Ho!
He wiped his sweat quietly.
As for Huo Fanjin, she used it all in five hours, and she was confident: "I tell you, it's a loss not to stay until the last second!"
Ling Xuan: "
Fang Canyang: "..." I don't know what to say.
Lin Shumo: "silly X."
"Don't think it's awesome for you to hand in your papers in advance. I call it the long-term and long-term front and sustainable development! What... Should we go to lunch?"
Lin Shumo: "sorry, I've already eaten."
Huo Fanjin turns to look at Fang Canyang.
The latter: "yes, I have."
"The captain..."
Lingxuan: "she has finished her nap."
Huo Fanjin: "..." Oh, that's great.
Oh! She is the best dish alone.
Yan Zhenfeng and Qin Libin did not ask about the examination of several people, mainly for fear of affecting the next experimental part.
In the afternoon, the organizing committee arranged to visit the museum. The team leader and his team members could finally have a collective activity.
At three o'clock, the bus leaves the hotel on time.
Jiang Fuyue and his party rode with the f-state national team. The black skin of the car was sandwiched with so many yellow skin, which naturally stood out.
In addition, the small partners of F continent were particularly enthusiastic, and Jiang Fuyue was surrounded with honor.
Chatter
Come on, come on
There was a crash
Mora Gulu
Incomprehensible language filled several people's ears.
Yan Zhenfeng had long been dazed and began to pretend to be dead.
Qin Libin was almost squeezed out of his glasses, but he didn't give up. He still tried to communicate with them in English or German. As a result... The other party couldn't understand what he said, and he couldn't understand what the other party said.
"My God, I'm going to be a deserter." then he took out his cell phone and began to pretend to talk on the phone.
The polite friends of F continent stopped bothering him and turned their enthusiasm to the remaining peers.
Ling Xuan's lips are white. Like Qin Libin, he wants to communicate in English, but he finds that his friends really speak English. The delicious sound is really super heavy!
Most people can't recognize that it's English at all. Only a few standard words pop up occasionally.
Lin Shumo was not much better. After discovering that the two sides could not communicate at all, he completely shut up and stopped talking.
He sat in his seat with a cold face and quietly became an Asian monkey surrounded by friends from F continent.
As for Fang Canyang
He had long been stunned by the sudden enthusiasm of these dark skinned friends, his eyes were sluggish and numb.
Huo Fanjin hid in the inner seat of Jiang Fuyue, wrapped in a shawl and trembling.
"This, this battle is too terrible... Can you calm them down first?"
Fang Canyang: "but they don't understand what we said."
"What about translation?"
"It's said that the organizers didn't arrange for F Zhou because they had too many languages, too many languages and too few people. They didn't find a suitable candidate until the start of the game."
"Shit! What should I do? I feel someone spitting at me..."
"Bear it. It should be coming soon."
Just then, Jiang Fuyue suddenly opened her mouth.
A string of "@# ¥%... *" I don't know what language came out of her mouth.
People: "