Chapter 51: Deliberation

Zheng Meiling has also seen the market no matter what she says, although she was very nervous at the beginning, and she is also very nervous now, but she can't lose her son's face.

On the surface, Zheng Meiling looked down-and-out and generous, ordering everyone to sit casually and entertain Fang Chao to pour water to greet guests, etc., looking like she had seen a big scene very well, but she was panicked in the mainland, and she really wanted her husband to deal with such a thing.

It's been such a happy year...... The son's academic performance has improved, and he has won the championship of the National Junior High School Mathematics Joint Competition, and the admissions offices of countless key high schools in the city have come, and the high school that the son wants to study in is not a random choice, which makes the old mother, who has been worried about Fang Chao who can't read after graduating from junior high school, feel greatly relieved and very comfortable, what else will be more important than her son's study?

In the future, I will be able to hold my head high when I go out.

When someone asks where your son has been studying lately, she can proudly say which high school he is in.

"This must be the champion of this year's National Junior High School Mathematics Competition?"

"If you look at it this way, you really have the potential to be a top student......"

"It's really a talent...... Looks like you know how to read......"

Fang Chao looked at this group of admissions offices who were talking with a shocked face, and 10,000 grass and mud horses roared past in his heart, and said in his heart, big brothers, will you blow too much? How can you see that my current unkempt ghost has the potential to be a top student? And if you can tell that I can read, why didn't you come to my house sooner?

Fang Chao asked himself if his height was okay, but in terms of appearance, he could only be regarded as above average, and he would definitely not be able to reach the level of talent, these people really said anything in order to boast about themselves.

The devil will believe this......

Fang Chao wants to see his mother's appearance, she must be laughing and crying, right?

It's just that when Fang Chao turned to look at Zheng Meiling, Zheng Meiling was nodding at these admissions offices constantly, obviously agreeing with what they said.

Okay, when I didn't say it......

Fang Chao collapsed, Mom, you have changed!

Although you used to spoil me too, you were still very sensible, why have you lost your IQ now? Don't you know what I look like? I'm not that good, I don't have a talent......

It's just a pity that Zheng Meiling can't listen to these words at all, her son who can read is super handsome, super temperamental, super fan, and twenty-four K pure handsome! No rebuttal accepted!

Fang Chao was helpless, his image in his mother's heart had probably improved a lot, and he could already be described as perfect.

However, these people really do everything to pull themselves to their school, shouldn't the top student look like Weng Xibin? Wearing glasses with a high number, an inch head, and a very well-behaved appearance, but his own appearance really has nothing to do with the image of a scholar, right? The way he is now, almost no different from him in the past, at that time he loved games, loved to play, and loved everything except for not loving to read, and now he ...... Hmph, the image can't say anything about anything at all, okay?

"By the way, I don't know if you are ......"

At this time, Zheng Meiling finally asked the crucial question.

He already knew that two of them were the admissions office of the city's No. 8 Middle School, and the other was from the admissions office of the No. 2 High School Attached to Normal University, and the others were not known.

"Hello, I'm from the middle school affiliated to the Faculty of Education......"

"Hello, I'm from the High School Affiliated to Normal University......

"Hello, I'm from Tongpan Middle School......

"Hello, I'm from the city No. 4 middle school......

"Hello, I'm from the city No. 3 middle school ......"

“……”

These people are all from the admissions office of the city's key high schools, each school can be ranked in the top 20 schools in the urban area, and there are countless undergraduates who graduate from these schools every year, accounting for half of the urban area, and the worst undergraduate rate is more than 25%, and the best is more than 80%, which can be said to be a very strong lineup.

The presence of these admissions offices at the home of any junior high school student will make parents extremely excited, serving tea and water, and so on.

But here today, they don't enjoy such a high standard of treatment, although everyone is affectionate on the surface, but behind the scenes, they are all competing for Fang Chao, a new source, hoping that he can enter his own school and win glory for the school in the future.

The teachers of these admissions offices are one by one, which makes Zheng Meiling very distressed, sometimes it is a pain to choose too much, but Fang Chao looked at these admissions offices with an indifferent face, after experiencing the scene in the conference room, Fang Chao can still control such a scene...... Don't panic, small scenes, small scenes.

Zheng Meiling said to everyone at this time, "Teachers, I'm sorry, I have to discuss such a big matter with the child's father to see what he decides." ”

Several teachers from major admissions offices nodded very well, saying that you are casual, you are busy with you, don't worry about us, just treat us as air.

Zheng Meiling nodded and went to the side to make a call.

As a result, the eyes of the major admissions teachers all fell on Fang Chao, as if they wanted to see him through.

That kind of gaze almost dissected Fang Chao as a guinea pig in the laboratory, wondering how this child could get such an extremely excellent score in this national junior high school mathematics joint competition? What is in his blood cells, what is his IQ, and what does this child usually eat to grow up...... Why can't your own children be so good? It's so angry!

Fang Chao, who was not panicked, was not calm in an instant......

Mom, I'm afraid.

Zheng Meiling was talking to Fang Yuanyang on the phone, obviously Fang Yuanyang on the other side was also extremely shocked, which made the people around him very surprised, it was usually difficult to see Fang Yuanyang such a gaffe, but it could be seen that Fang Yuanyang was very excited and happy.

"Mom, why did you only tell me about such a big thing now?"

"It's not that Fang Chao didn't say it himself? If it weren't for the admissions offices of major high schools coming to our house today, I wouldn't have known about it, but I didn't expect our son to be so good. Zheng Meiling couldn't hide the happiness in her heart when she spoke.

"Hahaha, it's my son!"

"What does it have to do with you?"

"Can you be born without me?"

Fang Yuanyang said with a big grin over there, his son must have something to do with him, even if you give birth to it, it will also have my share of credit.

"You're not serious~"

Zheng Meiling's face turned red, she didn't expect Fang Yuanyang, a usually honest and serious man, to start flying trains, and it was a high-speed train.

Soon, Fang Yuanyang straightened his posture and said, "Fang Chao, what did he say?" ”