Blow one’s own trumpet

"I don't believe it, how can this be Fu Zhi's!" Xu Tongtong snatched the invitation letter from the junior's hand and pulled it hard.

Inside the red invitation, a piece of rice paper posted on a crystal card came out.

In the middle are two words written by Professor He himself - 'Fu Zhi'.

Xu Tongtong was dumbfounded, and Lu Chuwan was no exception.

They made a big fuss, and the teachers in the whole office gathered around to watch.

"It turned out to be Fu Zhi's invitation? The little girl looked sullen, and she was still an invisible student! ”

"The key is that she is still good-looking, she won the first place in the last speaking competition, right?"

"It's much more painful than my son, it's better to have a daughter, her parents are really blessed!"

Some teachers even congratulated Ma Mingquan, "Teacher Ma is worthy of being an excellent teacher, and he really teaches well!" ”

Ma Mingquan of the Ulanala clan who descended from the sky: "......"

Before Ma Mingquan could react, the lost lamb in his class seemed to be a pony who had learned his way.

"Well, I didn't teach Fu Zhi anything, she secretly excelled behind my back."

Ma Mingquan was very ashamed and educated Fu Zhi indiscriminately for him for so long.

Lu Chuwan couldn't hear the voice of the outside world anymore, and her heart was full of a sense of disparity.

Obviously, she made both questions on her own, and she didn't copy the correct answer like Fu Zhi, why didn't Professor He choose her?

Xu Tongtong didn't understand this either, especially when she looked at the lively expressions of the other teachers, she sensed a strong humiliation.

So he was full of anger and aimed at the junior who sent the invitation: "Since it's Fu Zhi's thing, why didn't you make it clear in the morning?" Interested in watching me make jokes? ”

"No, senior sister, you grabbed it too fast, I didn't have time to react."

"Then you don't have a long mouth and don't know the explanation?"

The junior brother was also very aggrieved, he was a little unscrupulous, "One of you is a sentence, it's all self-selling and boasting, how can I interject?" Also, I said that this is Senior Sister Fu Zhi's invitation, don't you still grab it and tear it open? ”

"That's it!" Seeing that Xu Tongtong was still about to ask, Lu Chuwan quickly pulled her, she couldn't afford to lose anyone.

took the invitation in Xu Tongtong's hand, not saying whether it was jealousy or something else, Lu Chuwan pinched it for a long time, and finally handed the card to Ma Mingquan's table unwillingly.

The demeanor is quite decent, and he said in a relaxed tone: "Congratulations, Zhizhi, good luck." ”

Fu Zhi's face was expressionless, but he raised his eyebrows slightly.

Lu Chuwan couldn't see the indifference in her eyes, and didn't seem to take her cousin seriously.

She felt ashamed, but fortunately, the class bell rang quickly, so she followed Qian Wenrui and left the office.

*

Fu Zhi became Professor He's chosen student, no matter what others thought, but Su Xing felt that this was expected, and specially dragged Fu Zhi to buy milk tea outside the school's milk tea shop to celebrate.

The bubble tea shop is spacious, with ten seats, and the wooden chairs are as high as the counter.

On the wooden chairs by the window sat several teenagers.

The most conspicuous thing is the young man sitting on the right, with gold wire glasses frames, wearing a white short-sleeved, well-cut haute couture shirt, which sets off his slender figure with a noble and elegant temperament, and a noble temperament that cannot be concealed up and down.

The well-defined arms rested casually on the black stone countertop, with their heads bowed, and the broken hair on their foreheads covered their eyebrows.

"Isn't this Fu Zhi?" In the crowd, I don't know who said a word.

The boy lowered his arms and sat up straight unhurriedly.