Jiujiu went to Nan Weihong, took Nan Weihong's hand, smiled and said, "Dad, let me clarify that it's true that I'm the number one in the province."
Nan Weihong, "..."
The air in the room stagnated for a few seconds. A moment later, Jiujiu heard Nan Weihong's scream.
Nan Weihong looked at Jiujiu with a shocked look on his face. "You, what did you say? Did you get the first prize in the provincial examination?"
Jiujiu nodded, handed the photos he had taken to Nan Weihong and said with a smile, "if it's fake, you can believe it now."
Nan Weihong didn't think of it. Today he called himself and said that Jiujiu had won the provincial No. 1. It wasn't cheating himself, but it was true.
He didn't expect that Jiujiu didn't go to school for such a long time. His grades not only didn't regress very seriously, but even directly took an examination of a provincial champion.
Nan Weihong looked at Jiu Jiu excitedly. His lips trembled for a long time because they were too excited.
Nan Weihong looked at Jiujiu, and his eyes were hot in an instant.
Jiujiu was still a small ball when he made a sound. It was soft and hot. He held it in the palm of his hand.
Who would have thought that in the blink of an eye, Jiujiu would become a big girl, and she also won the provincial champion.
Nan Weihong was a little excited and didn't know what to say.
Nan Weihong suddenly stretched out his hand and took Jiu Jiu to his arms.
He wanted to print a kiss on Jiujiu's forehead as he did when he was a child, but suddenly he thought that Jiujiu was already a big girl. It was inappropriate for him now. In the end, he could only vigorously hold Jiujiu in his arms.
Jiujiu only felt his ears hot. Then Nan Weihong looked at Jiujiu with red eyes, raised his hand and wiped his eyes, smiled and said, "let's go out and eat today."
Nan Weihong has long thought that even if Jiujiu is admitted to university, it is also a matter worthy of celebration, not to mention Jiujiu is admitted to the provincial champion.
This is no longer worth celebrating. He can't wait to take a big horn to test Jiujiu into the number one in the province. Everyone knows this.
However, at present, the most important thing is to take Jiujiu to dinner.
Nan Weihong takes Jiu Jiu and Nan Jia to the best restaurant in the city.
Although this meal cost a lot of money, Nan Weihong's heart was happy.
I even want to spend more money.
The next day, the head teacher took the reporter to Jiujiu to interview how Nan Weihong cultivated such an excellent thing as Jiujiu.
Nan Weihong thought for a moment and said, "I think my Nanqiao is excellent. It all depends on her own consciousness, which has nothing to do with my training."
Thinking of this, Nan Weihong's heart is a little sour.
"My wife died early. During that time, I was confused and neglected to take care of their sister and brother. At that time, Nanqiao took care of Nanjia and me. Later, I realized that I couldn't continue like this, but because I wanted to make money and was busy with family affairs, I didn't have time to take care of Nanqiao's study at all. What I could do was to give her money when Nanqiao bought materials.
South Joe can test such a good score, really all rely on South Joe's consciousness. "
When reporters came, they all guessed that it must be inseparable from good family education to cultivate such an excellent daughter. As a result, they found that it was not because of family education, but all by self-consciousness.
Maybe this is someone else's child.
After the reporter interviewed Nan Weihong, he began to ask Jiu Jiu, "I heard that you were in a coma for three months?"
Jiujiu nodded, "HMM."
"It is said that your coma is related to the car accident. Can you tell us about it?"
Jiujiu looked at the head teacher. The head teacher was also confused. She didn't know why the reporter suddenly asked this.
And the reporter doesn't want to ask.
However, Nan Weihong's words have no topic. If they are journalists, what else do they say? They are forced to have no choice but to find a previous thing to say.
Jiujiu could only nod and say, "it was a red light. When I stood at the intersection with my brother waiting for the green light, I suddenly saw a child about to be knocked down by a car, so I went to push him away."
Jiujiu said it in very plain language, and didn't feel how great she was to do it.
The more insipid Jiujiu's words are, the more excited the reporter's heart is.
Because Jiujiu's plain language just shows that Jiujiu did that at that time, entirely because of instinct, and it also shows that Jiujiu had a particularly kind heart.
Unexpectedly, Jiujiu not only studies well, but also is so kind. Most importantly, she won't boast about herself at all, and even keep a low profile as much as possible.
Mingming didn't have much contact with Jiujiu before, but the reporters began to like Jiujiu.
The reporter asked several irrelevant questions, finally interviewed the head teacher, took a picture of Jiujiu and left directly.
Within a few days, the report about Jiujiu appeared in the newspaper and online.
Because there are many provincial champions, the online reports do not splash too much water, but the introduction of Jiujiu in the newspaper makes the parents who are in the first session of Jiujiu or are about to take the college entrance examination envy and hate.
Alas, this is probably someone else's child.
At this time, the newspaper appeared at Cheng's house in the capital.
Cheng Baitang rubbed his cracked head and looked at the description in the newspaper.
Obviously, he knows every word, but when combined, he doesn't know it.
According to the above report, Nanqiao is the provincial champion of this term?
Cheng Baitang kept rubbing his temples to calm himself down.
If he remembered correctly, Nanqiao woke up from a coma a few days before the college entrance examination, and she didn't take part in the review because she was in a coma for too long, and many knowledge points had long been forgotten, so she didn't take part in the college entrance examination and chose to repeat it.
Therefore, Nanqiao, who participated in the college entrance examination and won the provincial champion, is definitely not the Nanqiao with his own memory.
Is she reborn like herself?
At the thought of this, Cheng Baitang was in a cold sweat. He thought of the picture of Nanqiao's death.
That day, it was the 10th anniversary of the two people together. He finally divorced his wife. He was going to share the good news with Nanqiao.
But when he opened the door, he saw Nanqiao sitting on the window..
Nanqiao smiled like a child when she saw her frightened expression.
Cluck~
Nanqiao's voice was as clear and pleasant as a silver bell, but it made his heart cold.
After thirty-five years of life, he realized what it was like to be at a loss for the first time.
Looking at Nanqiao sitting on the window, Cheng Baitang pretended to be calm and said, "Nanqiao, come down."
The wind outside the window blew away Nanqiao's loose hair. Her exquisite face was as charming as a witch in disaster.