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"Sorry, we have no such plan." Huo Qiyan was about to hang up the phone after finishing speaking.

"Wait a minute, parent, you shouldn't be too old. Do you have any other elders in Gu Nian's family? You should think about it. This is a rare opportunity," Director Tang paused suddenly when he said this, and suddenly thought of it. What, could it be that they are afraid that they won't win the game?

Some parents don't let their children participate in too many competitions. One reason is that they can't win and waste their study time.

"Actually, it doesn't matter even if you don't go abroad in the end." Director Tang said earnestly and persuasively, "Gu Nian seems to be a little short of credits. The worst thing is, at least you can get a few credits, right? I know it's not difficult for Gu Nian to retake the exam." , but her time in the past few years is so critical, is she really going to waste her time on..."

"How many credits can I get?" Huo Qiyan asked suddenly.

Director Tang was taken aback, and tentatively asked with some uncertainty: "How close is Gu Nian?"

No way?
They don't really care about Harvard because they don't care about these few credits, do they?
Huo Qiyan took the receiver away, turned to Gu Nian and asked, "How many credits are you missing?"

Gu Nian blinked, she was a little unsure, as if Liang Xiaobing said it was nine?
"Nine." Gu Nian said slowly.

Huo Qi seriously took back the receiver, and then said to the other side: "There are still 10 left."

Gu Nian: "."

Butler Huo: "."

Fu Yingshen: "."

Ten credits is really not a difficult task for the school. Compared with scholarships and so on, this is just a few figures. Director Tang waved his hand and said very proudly: "Student Gu Nian participates in this competition. After winning, there will be Ten credits."

Huo Qiyan weighed it, then turned his head again, and asked Gu Nian's opinion: "The competition has 10 credits, participate?"

Gu Nian was a little surprised, why did it suddenly become 10?

If it's 10 credits, that means she doesn't have to retake it.

It's a bargain than a deal.

Gu Nian nodded, with the same careless look on her brows and eyes, and said softly, "Okay."

The butler stood aside, taking a panoramic view of all this. He looked at Ms. Gu calmly, thought for a while, took out his mobile phone and found the WeChat accounts of those tutors, and then asked them why they refunded the money.

One of the tutors was helpless when he was asked, and he said in a broken jar: "Mr. Huo, we still want to ask you, do you want us to teach Miss Gu, or do you think our ability is not enough, so you will give us a special trip?" Have you found a teacher to teach?"

Butler Huo vaguely felt that he was close to the truth, he slowly sent a question mark, and then waited for their answer with bated breath.

The tutoring information can be felt through the screen as he collapses sullenly: "Old man, tell us how to teach this class. I will teach Miss Gu the history of the world. Miss Gu can explain the formula and principle of the Soviet Union's atomic bomb and the research and development number. I'll do some research."

"I gave Ms. Gu a computer class, and she cleaned up two invisible viruses on my computer. She also told me that my program was not running smoothly, so she fixed it for me. I started up 15 seconds faster than before."

"I taught Miss Gu an English class, and she corrected my grammar three times in a row, saying that this is educational English, which the locals don't use that way. I brought a foreign teacher and wanted to raise Miss Gu's interest. Miss Gu chatted with the foreign teacher. When it comes to religious history, I don’t understand a single word as a vocabulary major. I seem to have listened to a foreign teacher’s class. How can I teach this? Please forgive me!”

The housekeeper stared at the few lines of information, and rubbed the center of his brows after a while, feeling a little overwhelmed.

Huo Qiyan over there had already hung up the phone, returned to his seat and sat down, then reached out to touch the side of Gu Nian's bowl very naturally, probably guessing that the food in her bowl was already cold, and then took another one A bowl, filled a bowl of soup for her: "Drink this."

It can finally be over.

Gu Nian breathed a sigh of relief, holding the bowl in both hands, and slowly drank the soup.

Fu Yingshen had been holding that glass of wine for a long time.

He hasn't moved his chopsticks since he heard the call.

Niannian's guardian.

He let out a long sigh.

"Uncle, the teacher said that he hoped that Gu Nian would participate in the school's competition." Huo Qiyan raised his eyes slightly, his face was delicate and noble, and his voice was deep and deep.

Fu Yingshen realized that Huo Qiyan was explaining to him, he was taken aback for a moment, then his heart suddenly relaxed, his eye circles turned red unconsciously: "What kind of competition is not a competition, if Nian Nian doesn't want to participate, we won't participate."

Gu Nian raised her eyebrows and looked at him, an unreal light gathered on her cold face, and she gave a soft "hmm".

Fu Yingshen was very happy, said "yes" several times, then took Huo Qiyan's wine glass and refilled it for him: "Xiao Huo, uncle is happy today, drink!"

Butler Huo was a little surprised, Fu Yingshen's attitude towards Gu Nian seemed to be different from what he expected.

Don't parents generally care about their children's grades?

If I received a call from the school teacher who wanted students to participate in the competition, I'm afraid I would happily go out and show off, and I would say a few words to everyone, but Fu Yingshen didn't seem to care.

He cared more about the "guardian" that the young master said than the competition that the teacher said.

It seems that in Fu Yingshen's eyes, it doesn't matter whether the daughter's grades are good or bad.

This is not to say that he doesn't care about his daughter's future, on the contrary, it is a kind of confidence.

He can pave the way for his daughter's future.

Butler Huo felt that he was going to report to the master again.

The next day.

The school announced the list of students participating in "One Stop to the End".Some colleges have already made hand cards and banners for the participating students of their own colleges, and some people are eager to change the wall paintings of the colleges.

The third class of the Faculty of Liberal Arts lacked interest, and three or five people gathered together to chat, but they didn't intend to look at the list.

There are people from their college who participate, but basically they are earning the 1 participation credit, and they can only accompany them in the official competition. Those students themselves strongly request that people from the college not cheer for them. They want to go to the competition silently. , and then silently lost, I didn't want to be the focus of everyone at all.

Liang Xiaobing sighed softly, glanced at Gu Nian who was reading next to her, and sighed again.

She just felt very sorry.

Teacher Ding stepped on the bell and came in. He was a little surprised by the atmosphere in the class. He looked around and asked strangely: "Why are you all sitting? Didn't you prepare a cheering banner?"

He walked all the way just now, and the other classes were very lively. Discussions and discussions, handicrafts and handicrafts were very prosperous. According to the truth, the cohesion of their Faculty of Arts is also one of the best in the whole school. Why are they all like Shuang Da? eggplant?
Liang Xiaobing found a chance to sigh, and her sigh directly attracted the attention of everyone in the class. She put her hands on the table and said very depressed: "There is no one in our liberal arts school."

Those people's entry is equal to their exit, why are they bothering to make gestures?
"Why is there no one?" Teacher Ding criticized in a critical tone, but he didn't take it too seriously, "Student Liang Xiaobing, are you saying that Gu Nian will lose?"

"Huh?!" Liang Xiaobing's eyes lit up, and he sat up straight in an instant, "Boss is competing?"

Everyone in the class looked at Teacher Ding in unison, their eyes brighter than the other.

Teacher Ding held back her laughter, glanced at Gu Nian who was reading a book with earphones in the corner, and said warmly, "Gu Nian will represent our Faculty of Arts in this competition, everyone must cheer for her."

"Long live!" Liang Xiaobing and Jiang Chen cheered, and the whole class erupted with excitement.

"I'm going to prepare a banner!"

"I'll draw!"

"I'll write!"

"I'm going to prepare the wall painting!"

Everyone raised their hands and rushed to grab the task.

Gu Nian got a headache from their quarrel, she propped her face sideways with one hand, wrapped the headphone cable she took off with the other hand, her eyes were light, and she asked slowly: "Then what should I do?"

"Ah?" Liang Xiaobing and Jiang Chen were dividing the work. Hearing what she said, they looked at each other and said in unison, "Boss, continue reading."

Gu Nian paused for a moment, then nodded, put on the earphones again, and continued reading.

Teacher Ding's eyes are full of relief, what a united and loving class.

School doctor's office.

Gu Nian walked in with an original book in his arms. On the sofa, Huo Qiyan was leaning on the armrest, reading an ancient book. Gu Nian walked to the sofa and naturally sat down on the other half of the sofa.

"What are you talking about? My grandpa wants to join in the fun of this kind of thing?" Bai Hexuan came in on the phone, his tone a bit irritable, he saw Gu Nian sitting on the sofa, he paused first, and greeted her, Then he continued to talk to the phone, "He's a student competition, why is he an old man blindly participating? Who cares about his paintings?"

What the person on the phone said, Bai Hexuan waved his hands tiredly: "Okay, the old man can go if he wants to, but I won't go anyway."

After Bai Hexuan finished speaking, he immediately hung up.

With a long sigh, he walked to the table, poured a glass of water, and gulped it down.

"Gu Niannian, when I entered school just now, I met those students in your class. They said that you were going to participate in the 'one stop to the end' competition, and they were preparing to support you?" Bai Hexuan sat on the high-backed chair. Get down, stretch your long legs, and lean back against the back of the chair.

Gu Nian responded lightly, with light brows and quiet eyes: "Yes."

"Come on, if you can go to a foreign competition, I'll give you the big outdoor screen in the central street of Country M!" Bai Hexuan blinked and threw out a wink.

Gu Nian: "...No need."

"I want it." Bai Hexuan leaned back on the back of the chair, looked up at the ceiling, and his tone became more and more excited as he said, "It happens that my grandpa is going to take out his collection of paintings as a reward for this competition, you should behave well , win that painting over and tell him what you said to me the other day again! Let him know how good the motorcycle is!"

"I don't plan to go abroad." Gu Nian looked up at him, still calm and indifferent, but explained in a serious tone, "I'm just making up for credits."

"Ah?" Bai Hexuan was very regretful, and he persuaded again unwillingly, "Gu Niannian, you really don't want my grandpa's collection of paintings? His private collection, it is said that Baishi's paintings have already sold 8000 million gone."

Gu Nian raised his eyes, with complicated expressions in his eyes: ".Whose painting?"