After Rebirth, I Am the White Moonlight of All Big Brothers

  Chapter 78 Ling Xuan's Heart Knot, Mingyue Building

  Finally, Jiang Fuyue refused.

  Xu Kaiqing did not understand.

  She only replied: I am still young, and there are endless possibilities in the future.

  Q and scientific research are not the only way.

  Xu Kaiqing respected her decision (dare not disrespect it), and promised that the letter of recommendation will always be reserved for her. If one day Jiang Fuyue is willing, then the door of Q University Physics College will always be open for her.

  In addition, Jiang Fuyue also asked him to keep his identity secret, especially not to tell Xie Dingyuan.

  Xu Kaiqing was slightly surprised.

  [Xu]: Do you know the Xie family boy?

  【I send sadness】: I'm not familiar with it.

  [Xu]: Have a holiday?

  【I send my sorrow】: Hmm.

  Xu Kaiqing understands.

  In this box, the chat ended, and the two went offline.

  In a blink of an eye, Xie Dingyuan’s call came, and the old man said "Hey" and connected.

  First, there was a cold and warmth, showing the thoughtfulness and thoroughness of being a junior: "...It's good to get used to it. Did you ask about the whereabouts of ‘sorrow’ from that student’s mouth?"

   Xu Kaiqing's old eyes flickered, and then he sighed in a deep voice: "The specific whereabouts are not clear, but it is not without gain."

   Half-true and half-false, the easiest to win trust.

   "Oh?" The tone was steady, "How do you say?"

  Xu Kaiqing: “After she bought those old books, she sold them to a young man.”

  Young people? Xie Dingyuan raised his eyebrows.

  "From the perspective of age, the other party should not be "sorrowful". If you want to continue to look down, you must find the young man."

   Grasp the key on the other end: "Monitoring of trading locations."

  There is a video, and then use a little relationship, as long as the person is still in Linhuai, it is not difficult to find.

   Xu Kaiqing sighed again: "I went to see it. It was a separate street without surveillance."

  On the street, it means that it is impossible to retrieve videos from the opposite side or the surroundings.

  So, still walked into a dead end?

   "A Yuan, I have troubled you in the past two days. I will arrange the next thing."

  Xie Dingyuan replied "It's not troublesome" and said that he could help find it together.

   "It's not necessary, it was originally a private matter between me and him. I heard Old Shen said that you are preparing an SCI recently. The experiment is going to a critical juncture, don't be distracted."

  Speaking of this, Xie Dingyuan is not reluctant.

  But he always feels that things are not that simple, even faintly related to Jiang Fuyue...

   "Ahee!"

   "Sister, have you caught a cold?" Brother Jiang ran to the living room, and soon brought a glass of warm water in.

  Jiang Fuyue rubbed her nose. This was her Nth sneeze tonight.

   "Thank you." She took the cup and took two sips.

  Brother Jiang looked at her with bright eyes.

  Jiang Fuyue understood her heart, raised his hand and rubbed the top of his hair, softly with a warm touch.

  The young boy lowered his head shyly, his eyelashes trembled and his cheeks turned pink at a speed visible to the naked eye.

  Well, it's lovely.

  ...

  Jiang Fuyue goes to class on the second day.

  Meng Zhijian was very curious about what she had chatted with Xu Kaiqing yesterday, but he was embarrassed to ask, so he looked at Jiang Fuyue several times and stopped talking.

   However, the latter just ignored him.

After the   material competition training, Jiang Fuyue and Ling Xuan have returned to the Mathematical Olympiad class and are attending classes normally.

  Xu Jing seemed to be trying to make up all the courses that the two had missed before, and gave them a large stack of test papers without money.

  Jiang Fuyue doesn't matter, this is not a burden to her, on the contrary, she can still find fun in the sea of ​​questions.

   But Ling Xuan is not so easy.

  He prides himself on being smart. Before Jiang Fuyue's rise, he was the number one in the second year of high school, and was synonymous with "study bully".

  So, in the face of learning, no matter what subject, even sports, he can do well.

  But Jiang Fuyue's flying into the sky completely changed all of this.

  He changed from first to second. Although everyone continued to call him "Xueba", Jiang Fuyue was called "Xueshen"!

The difference between    is often a world of difference.

   No matter how powerful the master is, it is also a "human", but learning the gods is a "god"!

  Ling Xuan slowly felt the pressure, the surviving factor in his blood was thoroughly stimulated, and he began to secretly compete with Jiang Fuyue—

  She participates in two competitions at the same time, so he also applies to return to the competition class.

  She can hand in the paper in advance, then he must also increase the speed and race against time.

  She is 100% correct, so he also demands that he can't make any mistakes.

  However, after comparing each other, they were frustrated again and again, and Ling Xuan fell into a strange circle called "Jiang Fuyue".

  The same test paper, Jiang Fuyue completed much earlier than him.

  At the same time, Jiang Fuyue's correct rate was more than twice as high as his.

  Even the preliminarily confident material competition finally fell below Jiang Fuyue by 4 points.

  Ling Xuan was depressed for two days.

  He can't figure out how Jiang Fuyue's brain grows, and even more can't figure out why he cares so much.

  He doesn't have to be the first, but he just can't tolerate Jiang Fuyue.

Why?

  Suddenly, the girl pinched the love letter and handed it to him, her eyebrows drooping and her eyelashes trembling lightly.

  Everything in the picture, the girl’s shy and timid black eyes became hard and indifferent. She looked at him as if she was looking at a stranger, her red lips lightly opened, verbatim: "It's just a bet. Didn't you think you really believed it?"

  It turned out that her confession to him was just a bet.

  Ling Xuan took a deep breath, and his free thoughts slowly gathered.

  He raised his hand to cover his chest, and in a daze, he heard a voice coming from deep within himself—

   "You are just not reconciled."

   But the voice did not tell him, was he unwilling to be taken away from the first grade, or unwilling to confess to Jiang Fuyue's joke?

  If it is the former, he can do his best to regain the first place.

   But if it is the latter, what should he do?

  Well, Jiang Fuyue should have paid the price for humiliating him.

  Can... What's the price?

   Let her write another confession letter, and then show a nervous and shy look to herself, turning this confession that was used as a bet into a real confession!

Then…

  He nodded and said yes, and promised her that the two officially became boy and girl friends.

  When this idea came up, Ling Xuan was stupid, he couldn't believe that he would have such a fantasy.

  The horror and shock that occurred at first made him stunned in place, unable to return to his senses for a long time.

  In the silence, he heard his thunderous heartbeat, thumping thunderously...

   "A Xuan?" Zhou Qin's concerned voice came.

  Ling Xuan suddenly recovered, his eyes still lagging: "...Mom."

   "Why are you in a cold sweat?" Zhou Qin touched his neck and couldn't help frowning.

  Ling Xuan avoided it sideways, “It’s okay, it’s a bit hot.”

   Zhou Qin had a meal, then smiled and retracted his hand: "Go on, the teacher is already here."

"good."

  He has a team of royal tutors, and he should go to physics today...

  At night, the sound of car engines came from the gate.

   Zhou Qin, who was originally sitting on the sofa and flipping through the magazine, immediately got up, trimmed her hair, and then lowered her head to check her clothes. After making sure that there was no problem, she walked to the hallway and raised a gentle smile to welcome her late husband.

  Ling Qingzhou was on the phone, handed the package of documents to Zhou Qin, and put on the slippers she had placed, and walked in while talking, with anger implied in the words—

   "No matter how much the surname Yi gives, I will donate twice. The science and technology building of No. 1 Middle School must be called ‘Mingyue Building’, understand?!"

   Zhou Qin, who was following her husband, suddenly stiffened her smile when she heard the words "Mingyuelou", and her ruddy complexion was pale.

  (End of this chapter)