Chapter 283

Wan xiutong's eyes lit up: "cheer for my deskmate!"

"At the same table?" it's the same table again

"Yes."

"Cough!" father Wan coughed softly, "who is sister Yue?"

"I sit at the same table."

"Jiang Jiang?"

Wan xiutong: "I'm still at the same table."

"Goddess?"

"My deskmate, too."

Wan dad was confused: "how many deskmates do you have?"

Wan xiutong: "just one!"

"?" forget it, when I didn't ask.

"Dad, don't go. Watch a video with me! Super burning and super explosion!" Wan xiutong opened the door and invited him in with a smile.

Wan's father was skeptical: "did you hit a little devil? It's more fried than Li Yunlong's Italian gun?"

"You are a drama version, which has been processed by art. I really happen. It is pure natural and there is no exaggeration."

"Really? Let me see..."

Two minutes later——

"Well scolded!" father Wan punched him in the thigh, "that's how to deal with the kid!"

"Hey, hey, this is my deskmate ~" as soon as my small chin was raised, I almost had a tail to follow and shake.

Wan dad "ouch" said, "girl, you are really promising!"

"Then I'll cheer for the goddess later... Will it bother you watching TV?"

"Absolutely not! Shout! You should shout about winning glory for the country!"

Wan xiutong: Yes!

……

As soon as Liu Bowen came back from playing the ball, he heard wechat messages coming in from the mobile phone left at home.

The prompt sound is endless.

He thought something was wrong. He didn't even take a bath, so he quickly looked through it.

The result is to ask him Jiang Fuyue?

Needless to say, even his parents' colleagues, primary school students who haven't been in touch for a long time, and neighbors who moved away 800 years ago sent messages to ask him about Jiang Fuyue.

Even the inquiry mode is similar——

Let's start with a video, or a photo, or a motion picture, and then ask: is this your Linnan No. 1 middle school? Do you know me? She's so awesome!

Liu Bowen's eyes were dull and foolish: "... What's the situation?"

When he finished watching the blowout chat records in the class group, and then clicked on the oil pipe video that almost blew his mobile phone, he knew what had happened.

Before he could return from the shock and amazement, the door of the house opened.

"Mom? Why are you back at this point? Aren't you at work?"

"Oh, I don't answer your phone or send messages back. I have to go there myself." Liu's mother fanned her hand while changing her blood, and spoke quickly.

"You called me?" Liu Bowen scratched his head. "I didn't pay attention. There were too many messages and I didn't have time to return. Is there anything urgent?"

"Yes! It's urgent!" Mrs. Liu took her son's hand and eagerly expressed, "tell me, what's the name of the girl who surpassed you in the exam in your class? Is it Jiang Fuyue?"

Liu Bowen: "

"I remember it was called this name, right? I said she was in the same class with you and had front and back tables. Aunt Zhang didn't believe it and was stubborn with me!"

"So you came all the way back for this?"

"I always have to ask, don't I? I'll tell you Aunt Zhang this afternoon. See how hard she is!"

Liu Bowen's middle-aged aunt was so boring.

"Son, I'll tell you, your classmate is amazing! It gives us Chinese a long face. Several r people are stunned by her."

Liu Bowen: "... Oh."

"Why didn't you react at all?"

"Used to it."

"Ha?"

"She's so good at school." your baby son, I was cleaned up.

[laughing to live]

Mrs. Liu: "well, the little girl has a lot of character. I like it! By the way, how's your relationship?"

"OK, OK." I'm not confident enough.

Liu's mother's eyes lit up: "do you have a group photo?"

Liu Bowen: "what?"

"Send it to me! I'll show it to everyone. If they know that Jiang Fuyue's front table is my son, it's really glorious!"

"?" your son won the first place in the exam and won the prize in the competition. Don't you feel honored; Is it glorious to be the front table of Jiang Fuyue?

Knock!

How angry!

……

"No... whether you're finished or not, I said I'm not free. Don't call again!" this is Xu Jing's nth phone call to invite him to an interview.

Just because - he is Jiang Fuyue's head teacher.

Xu Jing looked at the noon news being broadcast on TV. The picture just switched from the live room to the oil pipe video, followed by the host's explanation——

"The International Olympic physics competition is in full swing. China sent five excellent middle school students to participate, but an interesting thing suddenly happened on the third day of the competition..."

Then came Jiang Fuyue's behavior and what she said in the video.

Moderator: "... As Mr. Jiang said, the vast China is a country of etiquette. Is it short of curfew?"

Xu Jing sighed, then picked up the remote control board and silently turned up the TV volume.

Mrs. Xu happened to pass by the living room wearing an apron.

"Hey," he called his daughter-in-law, "look, this is my student."

No matter how he pretended to be calm, he couldn't suppress the pride shown by the corners of his eyes and eyebrows.

Mrs. Xu glanced: "now who else in our building doesn't know that Jiang Fuyue is your student? I've repeated it a hundred and eighty times since the morning. I can't stop. I can hear a cocoon in my ears."

Xu Jing smiled and said, "this is my student! I didn't talk nonsense..."

"Just now I called again for an interview?"

"Yes, I don't know where the small media came from. The school authorities have agreed to accept the exclusive interview of local stations, and they are still entangled. Cough! As Jiang Fuyue's head teacher, I can be interviewed so easily? Hum!"

"Tut, Lao Xu, I find you a little floating."

"Oh, that was also brought by Jiang Fuyue."

“……”

Suddenly, the cell phone rang again.

Xu Jing was about to hang up. He glanced at Meng Zhijian.

"Crooked -"

"Lao Xu, what happened? I went wild fishing in the mountains with my friends, and my mobile phone ran out of power. As soon as I got home, I found hundreds of messages and missed calls, which scared me to almost kick over the fish bucket. I just cut off the signal for a day. How does it seem to be out of touch with the whole society?"

"Cough!" Xu Jing cleared his throat, "listen to me slowly tell you, ha, the thing is like this..."

Five minutes later, Meng Zhijian said, "did she really say that?"

"Yes! Full of spirit and bright tone!"

"No wonder you dare to talk back to us at ordinary times. You're so fat! You can't afford it!" that said, but that pride and pride can't be covered up.

Xu Jing sighed: "I really deserve to be a student in my class!"

"Hey, it's still in my class. Don't just say yourself."

"Fart - you take class 27 of senior high school and don't pretend to lead. I'm Jiang Fuyue's serious class teacher. Be conscious."

"Hei hei..." Meng Zhijian said, "I'm the head teacher of her Wujing class. That's also called the head teacher."

Xu Jing: "not really!"

Meng Zhijian: "count!"

"No!"

……

Two middle-aged men quarrel like children. You compete with me. It's childish to the extreme.

Mrs. Xu's mouth is full of smoke. It's all right. I can't control it.

If she taught such an excellent child, she would like to tell the world and let everyone know!

As for Yu Wenzhou, who has not answered the phone, he is busy at the moment. Four mobile phones are in front of him and surfing the Internet at the same time.

Two are used to fight wits and scold the comments of heijiang Fuyue, while the other two are crazy about brushing 666 and making rainbow farts.

Yes, he is such an ordinary surfing genius and call big Mac.

yeah!

……

Jiangji pancake shop.

Jiangda and Han Yunru are sweating. They have been working for four hours. The number of customers who can queue up is not reduced, but more and more.

Most of them, after taking away the pancakes, will say to them in a friendly way: you two have worked hard!

Or say, "you're really great."

Jiang Da's eyes were confused, and Han Yunru was also confused.

Finally, the wine shop owner took out his mobile phone and showed the video to the couple: "brother Jiang, your daughter is great!"

Jiangda smiled with pride.

……

Emperor capital, Xie's old house.

Zhong Ziang ran down from the second floor holding his mobile phone like a madman before he had time to wash.

"Hahaha! My daughter-in-law - my daughter-in-law - she's hot!"

The old lady sat up straight and said, "show me!"

Xie Dingyuan, who was about to go out, suddenly had a meal under his feet and turned back quietly