Lu Chuwan's grades are good and she looks good, she smiled at the moment, but there was a bit of indifference in her eyebrows.

In the sound of congratulations, he neither agreed nor rejected Xu Tongtong's words.

Xu Tongtong stretched out her hand and shook her arm, pointed to the hot posts in the forum, and staggered the topic: "Wanwan, the new transfer from our school is your rural cousin, I see that your second uncle specially donated an experimental building in order to send her to No. 1 Middle School, is it true?" This is too spoiled! ”

The volume is not low, and it is not difficult to hear the envy in the tone.

Although No. 1 Middle School is a well-known aristocratic school in Yucheng, it is expensive, and it is also divided into three, six, nine and so on, and the Lu family can spend a lot of money for an adopted daughter, which shows that the family has a solid background.

Lu Chuwan's expression froze, and she was stared at by a group of people, and said coldly: "Otherwise." There is no precedent for the children of the Lu family to attend a third-rate school. ”

“…… It turned out to be for the sake of face. Hearing Lu Chuwan say this, Xu Tongtong pursed her mouth, and at the end she glanced at the post in the post bar, the Lu family has been engaged in charity all these years, maybe it was also to leave a good impression on the public that they adopted a countryman.

Thinking about it like this, Xu Tongtong's envy for Fu Zhi in his heart dispersed a lot.

****

Fu Zhi didn't know that when she first came, there was a post about her in the post bar of No. 1 Middle School.

She was standing outside the door of the mathematics group, and after Director Liu and Teacher Ma handed over, Teacher Ma came out of the office with a smile.

The man looked like he was in his forties, a little bald, and he was still carrying a cup of red dates and wolfberry tea in his hand: "Fu Zhi? ”

Fu Zhi nodded.

The little girl is white and clean, she looks like a thief, and her personality is very quiet.

Ma Mingquan's gaze paused on her palm-sized face, and his tone was quite surprised: "It's a coincidence, you look quite like me!" ”

Fu Zhi raised his head, glanced at Ma Mingquan's national face, frowned, and without waiting to speak, he heard Ma Mingquan's personal attack: "Hey, you meditate, this is more like!" ”

Fu Zhi "......" in her heart, probably because she was too bad, she lowered her head and didn't speak.

On the contrary, Ma Mingquan was full of interest, and while taking her to the class, he muttered: "What is this called?" ”

Fu Zhi: "Something out of nothing. ”

Ma Mingquan patted his brain: "Oh yes, I remembered, this is called a teacher-student portrait!" It's fate, you know? ”

Fu Zhi: "......"

Because of this subtle teacher-student portrait, Ma Mingquan said more: "You're from a small town, right?" ”

"Hmm."

"Three?"

"Hmm."

Ma Mingquan's tone was very gentle: "The educational resources in the town can't keep up, right?" ”

His expression had a kind of old fatherly distress and some kind of ambition: "But it doesn't matter, I have seen your results, 600 students, you can stabilize at more than 500, very good, very eye-catching, the teacher will give you a set of five or three tomorrow, you study hard, it is not a big problem to take the Qing University exam!" ”

“……”

Fu Zhi: ?

Fu Zhi couldn't figure out for a while whether this teacher simply wanted to praise her or ridicule her, or if he hadn't seen a good student?

Ma Mingquan seemed to be very satisfied with Fu Zhi, and was just in time for the preparation bell for class to ring, and the corridor on the sixth floor was still lively, with girls chasing after boys with brooms.

Ma Mingquan didn't squint, and stretched out a hand to protect Fu Zhi: "Relatives, there are always times when they are full of vitality, they are usually quiet in math class, this won't scare you, right?" ”

Fu Zhi shook his head: "No." ”

"That's good, they're all good boys."

Ma Mingquan's tone was proud: "And they all listen to me!" ”