"Did you get any results?" Zhao Yafang held the phone and asked anxiously. Pen, fun, pavilion www. biquge。 info

On the other end of the line was a private investigator she hired with a high salary.

In fact, private detectives are not as powerful as in TV dramas, like this kind of profession that wanders on the edge of the law, most people understand the boundaries and the needs of employers, and most of the commissions are basically inseparable from urban trivialities such as "little three" and "extramarital affairs".

For example, Zhao Yafang did not give a commission with specific investigation requirements, which is not rare.

The private investigator, surnamed Zheng, is quick and quick, and while he feels a little odd about an employer's request to investigate a high school graduate, he hasn't seen it before. In the past, he had encountered a commission from a parent to investigate his child's early love, but this time it was a little different.

In two days, he gave the results of the investigation. In the past, it was necessary to put off talking about everything, and find some difficult excuses to take the opportunity to ask for more benefits. But he's a smart guy and knows what kind of people you can mess with and what you can't mess with.

Zhao Yafang, a woman, was classified by him into a category that must not be provoked.

Detective Zheng casually took a few innocuous photos, which were basically taken by Wen Qian while jogging on the road. Then I found some connections, went to Fifty-one Middle School to pretend to be the head of the house, and asked some topics about Wen Qianyi.

The result was a full investigation report. The only thing that is abnormal in the report is Wen Qian's sudden improvement in academic performance, and as for the rest, there is no difference between him and an ordinary senior high school student.

Zhao Yafang was a little disappointed.

With her social experience, she couldn't find any more way, and her sense of smell told herself that it was a dangerous and curious mysterious temperament for the fog on Wen Qianyi's body.

But the price of curiosity often kills cats. has entrusted so many relationships, from public security to traffic police to private detectives, Zhao Yafang has not gained anything.

The more normal the results of the investigation, the more uneasy she felt in her heart.

Wen Qianyi's words and deeds did not look like an ordinary high school student at all.

Until today, Detective Zheng called again.

"Ms. Zhao, I'm afraid I won't be able to continue this work. I'm afraid it's a bit of a hassle if I continue to follow up on the investigation. ”

Zhao Yafang's spirit was shocked, could it be that she had found the horse's feet!

She immediately asked, "What did you find?" ”

"Well, I just got the news. This student, Wen Qianyi, is this year's top science student in Yunyang City. In a few days, it is estimated that people like the media and reporters will flock to it, and I still can't see the light of day in this kind of work, and no investigation can find any results, you haven't even given the most basic direction, it's really difficult for me to do. ”

"Thank you, Mr. Zheng. I'll call you the balance in the next two days. ”

"Ouch, there's no hurry...... Do you set a specific time? Detective Zheng smiled.

Hang up.

Zhao Yafang stared at the name of "Wen Qianyi" in the phone book, and was silent for a long time, her heart trembled, and she pressed the delete button.

"Never again...... she wouldn't know that it was the right choice she had made in her life.

……

"Yuncheng Evening News" newspaper building.

Liu Xuejia sat in the cubicle, carefully sorting out the manuscript, and after becoming an official reporter, she gradually adapted to this high-pressure work life, and soon got rid of the rookie status.

Brush your slender fingers on both sides to align the A4 paper neatly, then fold it into a stack and place it in a brown paper bag.

She was a little tired, stretched, took a short break for a few seconds, lowered her head and continued to work, and heard the sound of conversation at the door, it was Wang Kaiqiao, the editor-in-chief of the newspaper and reporter.

"Wang Kaiqiao, you interviewed No. 51 Middle School last time, right?"

"Ah, editor-in-chief, are you talking about the two foreigners? It's me who interviewed. ”

"The top science student in this college entrance examination is in the 51st middle school, you are responsible for this matter, and you will hand in the interview script in two days at the latest......

What was said later, Liu Xuejia couldn't hear it clearly. Her mind was full of the name Wen Qianyi.

She had seen the most mysterious side of meekness. Whether it's the big explosion in Huifeng Food City or the burnt table tennis ball in the city gymnasium...... Although she couldn't find direct evidence, she had seen Wen Qianyi in the venue.

This is enough to show that Wen Qianyi is unusual.

"The top student in the science college entrance examination?" Liu Xuejia repeated in a low voice, sighed quietly, shook his head and smiled slightly.

Perhaps she was the only one who would not be too surprised—no matter how shocking Wen Qian had done, it seemed to her that she had become accustomed to it.

"That person was born extraordinary."

……

A few days later.

I don't know how many waves of media reporters I have dealt with, and Wen Qianyi's door is about to be broken.

And Wen Qian had already used Liu Ning as an excuse to move the computer to a rented house in the industrial park, and then turned off the mobile phone completely and refused all harassment. There are market champions every year, so this heat did not last for a few days, and gradually cooled down.

Except for acquaintances, the title of a city champion did not bring Wen Qian any additional fame. It's just that it has become an example for teachers to talk about the next "worst" class of education.

The handsome old guy Wang Guangsen is the first time to be so beautiful.

Almost all of the students in the seventh class of the third year of high school showed abnormal performance.

Except for one student who decided to go abroad, the rate can be said to be 100 percent. This is the first time in the history of No.51 Middle School, and in the eyes of Principal Liu, this is inseparable from the credit of the head teacher Wang Guangsen.

"You're doing a good job as a homeroom teacher!" Principal Liu was speechless with joy and patted Wang Guangsen's shoulder vigorously. "The top student in science, 100% of the rate! Now you are famous in our Yunyang education mouth. ”

While President Liu was delighted, he also felt a little regretful.

Although Tunghai University, where Wen Qian also applied for the examination, is also a 985 institution, there is still a certain gap compared with the top universities in China, such as Huaqing, Yanjing, and University of Science and Technology of China. So there is a strange situation, this time the student with the second score was admitted to a better school than the first.

"There's a question that I haven't understood." Principal Liu suddenly remembered something.

"Teacher, just ask."

Principal Liu muttered, "Why do you like aerospace majors so much in your class?" ”

Wang Guangsen's smile froze.

To be honest, he didn't know, but he could never answer like that.

"It could be—" Wang Guangsen stretched out his voice, and a flash of shock flashed in his mind.

The scene of Wen Qian also talking about review questions in the class vaguely appeared in front of his eyes, and he vaguely remembered - this student seems to have mentioned some topics about the universe and spacecraft?

However, this statement cannot be explained!

No matter how good a student is, no matter how good his academic performance is, even if he is the top student in the college entrance examination, it is impossible for the whole class to choose a major according to his wishes, right? How can it be so deliberate in choosing a major, and even deciding on future events, to be influenced by other people's ideas.

After hesitating for a long time, he held back a sentence: "It may be that they want to make some contributions to the great aerospace ambition of the motherland." ”

"Okay." Principal Liu nodded, and said in a serious tone: "When the reporter asks, I'll tell them so." ”

Wang Guangsen was dumbfounded: "Teacher, don't do this, no one will believe this nonsense." ”

"You kid know, too?" Principal Liu glanced at Wang Guangsen, shook his head and laughed. After laughing for a while, the old principal sighed and said, "As soon as this year's class leaves, it is estimated that when I retire, or even until you retire, I will not meet this group of good seedlings." ”

Wang Guangsen agreed with President Liu's topic and said, "That's right. ”

There is a saying that he hides in his heart.

It's not this group of good seedlings, it's actually just that one student, a student named Wen Qianyi.

Wang Guangsen firmly believes that this student will become the brightest light in his teaching resume. He was suddenly a little curious, where would Wen Qianyi's future journey go?

At the same time, he didn't know who he was sighing for.

"High school days, it's over."