The Mysterious Mad Wife Burns the Heavens

"Su Jin, the time is almost up, let's go in." Afraid of any unnecessary troubles, Teacher Chen stood in front of Su Jin and urged her to go in.

Su Jin finally took a sneak peek at Fourth Master Sheng, who had an inhumane and paralyzed face from beginning to end. With just one glance, she found that he was also observing her, and she quickly looked away.

It's all a stupid thing she did by herself. Is it fun to be targeted by the Sheng family?
It was as if a tiger was lying behind him and looking at her with a smile, like a light on his back!

The Mathematics Olympiad group was held in the North Campus of the largest science and technology research institute in Beijing. There were only a few people in the thousands-square-meter courtyard, and almost all of them were authoritative experts and professors.

It's not the first time for Su Jin to participate in this kind of competition system, so she naturally knows what to do next.

Outside the Institute:

Breeze blowing.

Jiang Fen took a coat and was about to put it on Sheng Liting's shoulders.

Sheng Liting covered his mouth and coughed, then he raised his hand and said, "No need."

Jiang Fen saw the closed gate of the research institute, and there was no sound in the whole courtyard, as if people were leaving the building, so quiet that a needle could be heard.

About two hours later, the closed door opened slowly, and then a group of people swarmed up.

Probably all parents and teachers who are waiting for their children to return home in triumph.

The physics group went out first.

The person in charge of teaching at the No. [-] Middle School handed them water and food one by one, but the three people participating in the Olympiad all had dark faces in unison.

Su Jiao complained: "I have never seen such a perverted question."

Lin Xuan took a sip of water. Before coming here, he made a vow, but he still underestimated Wang Jin's knowledge. It turned out that the two questions on Weibo were not the only two difficult ones.

The entire thinking question is a proposition, and there is almost no question that does not require them to rack their brains.

"This year's National Olympiad is like a joke." The more Su Jiao thought about it, the angrier she became. She had been preparing for so long, and she was afraid that even passing would be a problem.

No, everyone.

Lin Xuan tightened the bottle cap with a solemn expression, "The organizer should review the situation and reschedule it again. This set of questions is basically a teacher-level assessment."

Listening to everyone's discussion, Director Qin frowned uncontrollably: "Is the situation not very good?"

"It's very bad." Lin Xuan said truthfully, "When you get the test questions, generally speaking, the national competition is very difficult, but it is not difficult to kill everyone."

"I also saw the two questions uploaded by Wang Jin on Weibo. I discussed them with the teachers of the physics group. They are indeed much more difficult than in previous years, but it takes a little more time to solve them." Director Qin proudly said. Hold your head high.

"Director, we don't have enough time." Lin Xuan looked a little frustrated, "To be honest, I only did half of the questions."

"..." Director Qin thought he had misheard and did half of the question?

Su Jiao pouted, "I only did half of it, I didn't even have time to read the next question before I had to move on to the next step."

Director Qin looked around at the students who seemed to have lost their morale, raised his voice, and said, "Don't worry, the questions are too difficult, and you are not the only ones who haven't finished them. In addition to thinking questions, there are also practical questions. A project that pulls points."

Everyone was not very interested, probably because they knew that there was too much deviation between the final results and the expectations, and they all seemed extremely disappointed.

When Su Jin came out of the research institute, she saw this scene, and everyone surrounded Director Qin with their heads downcast, almost crying like that.

She seemed to have expected such a result, after all, she intended to sort out a set of questions with the intention of annihilating them all.

Is the stimulation not stimulating, the essence is not exciting, and the expectations are not expected?

Adults are so easy to break down.

"Miss Su."

Jiang Fen's voice came from behind Su Jin.

The smile on Su Jin's face froze, the feeling was like being hit in the head by someone, she was right, the adult world is so easy to collapse.

Jiang Fen walked around in front of her, still smiling falsely, "Master is waiting for you in the car."

Su Jinpi glanced at the stationary Bentley under the shade of the tree without a smile on her face.

Even though the car windows were closed, she still had a sense of seeing that the other party was looking at her with relish.

"Student Su Jin." Teacher Chen walked over quickly, "How are you doing, are you tired?"

Su Jin seemed to be grabbing a life-saving straw, and ran to her teacher in three steps at a time, and said in a loud voice on purpose: "Teacher, do you want to talk with me about the process? Okay, let's talk as we walk."

Then, she turned around and looked at Jiang Fen with an apologetic face.

She continued: "Assistant Jiang, please tell Fourth Master that I have to analyze the situation of this Olympiad with my teacher. I really have no skills at all. I'll see you another day."

Before Teacher Chen could react, he was dragged by the little girl to walk in the opposite direction.

Jiang Fen was stunned, and chased after two steps, "Miss Su, Miss Su."

Su Jin turned a deaf ear to his call for death, and dragged Teacher Chen into the crowd.

Not far away, the windows of the Bentley sedan slowly lowered.

Jiang Fen lowered his head, not daring to speak.

Sheng Liting said: "Can you hide past the first day of junior high school, or the fifteenth day of junior high school?"

Jiang Fen swallowed a mouthful of saliva, he really couldn't understand why his master was so obsessed with Miss Su, this feeling seemed to be unrequited love.

But he couldn't think of what his grandfather wanted this Miss Su to be.

It's strange to think that she has a mental illness, or is it that she becomes a seven or eight-year-old child acting like a baby and calling him dad when she gets sick at any time?
Could it be that my grandfather has been withdrawn for a long time and wants to be a father?
Before, Jiang Fen thought that this master would agree to Su Jin's approach because of Su Sicheng, but now it seems that he has tasted the sweetness of being a father for the first time, so he wants to continue the funny game of "you are my son and I am my father" with Su Jin ?

Jiang Fen suddenly didn't dare to look directly at his fourth master.

I always feel that his father's love is overflowing.

"Send someone to follow her, and bring her to Qihuan Mountain after the end." Sheng Liting went up to the window.

Jiang Fen became more and more sure of his absurd idea. Miss Su might not be able to fly in Qihuan Mountain, where every day is not working and the earth is not working.

Boss, boss, we like to be fathers, we just have to give birth to one ourselves, why are we so obsessed with snatching other people's children, why are we still so big.

At the beginning of early winter, the temperature dropped sharply.

A car sped past, and the road surface was wet and slippery after the light rain.

In the car, the atmosphere seemed to be on the verge of breaking out.

"Master, it's a bit strange. It seems that someone is investigating the Fengsheng Research Institute back then. This is a search term that has appeared on the Internet recently, and the addresses displayed are all the same IP."

The man took the folder and just glanced at it briefly, "It's been cleaned up without leaving any traces."

"The IP address came out to be an Internet cafe. I have already sent people to investigate, but there are still some strange things. One of the addresses is the private residence of the fourth master, Qihuan Mountain."