Chapter 170: Is it possible that Qingqing is Feng Ci himself?
"Good guy, I improved by more than 3,000 last time, and this time I jumped directly to the sixth in the whole school! Could it be that this is also a hidden genius? ”
Yang Lianfeng shook his head, "It's true that this kid is clever in his own right, but it's impossible to reach this level in such a short time. But I heard him say that it seems that Qingqing has been helping him with the question during the last period of time. ”
"Then this kid is so lucky! First of all, he was admitted to the president of Beijing University without taking the exam, and then he had to learn from God! No one will say anything if you go to Beijing University now, after all, people are admitted by strength! ”
"The key is that the family background is good, and the length is handsome, do you say that you are angry?"
A teacher teased, and instantly the teachers in the entire office laughed.
Thinking of something, Yang Lianfeng opened his mouth and asked again: "Have you read this essay of Qingqing?" Did you find that her style of writing is particularly like that of a writer? ”
Another Chinese teacher clapped his hands, "I was about to say it!" Like a rhetoric! I'm a die-hard fan of Fengci, and I can see it at a glance! ”
"Me too! I said how the sense of familiarity that came to my face, I have read every book of the wind and words, the content and story of this essay are different from those books, but the writing and style are almost the same! ”
"Could it be that Qiao Qing is also a fan of Fengci?" Someone asked.
Yang Lianfeng stroked his chin, "Do you think, is it possible that Qingqing is Feng Ci himself?" ”
"Impossible, right? Would the writer of such a myth be an underage high school student? Someone questioned.
Yang Lianfeng said: "A person who can get a perfect score in all subjects is a miracle in itself. Moreover, haven't you heard of a previous rumor about the identity of Feng Ci? Said that Feng Ci is an underage girl. ”
The other teachers were stunned.
Yang Lianfeng thought to himself, is it any wonder that this little girl didn't write an essay last time, because she didn't want to be exposed?
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After the results of the college entrance examination came out, some people were happy and some were worried.
It didn't take long for a news to come out from Qiao's family, Qiao Nian had a total score of 684, and he was a proper Beijing University.
As soon as this news came out, all the people who received Qiao Qing and Qiao Nian's coming-of-age ceremony invitations secretly made a small calculation.
The coming-of-age ceremony of the two people was held together, and in connection with the customs of the coming-of-age ceremony in Liangcheng, anyone with a discerning eye could see that the two girls would inevitably have to compare.
And if you want to get some connections for yourself, you have to stand on the right side at the banquet.
Hearing Qiao Nian's score, almost everyone made up their minds who to choose.
After all, if Qiao Qing did well in the exam, why didn't there be any splash?
In the blink of an eye, it was the day of Qiao Qing and Qiao Nian's coming-of-age ceremony.
In the morning, Qin Yongmei came to He Wanqing's house in full spring.
"Evening Qingna, how are you preparing here?"
He Wanqing looked at her angrily, "Why are you here again?" ”
"Look at you, can't you have a good face for me? Anyway, I'm here to give Qingqing a dress. ”
He Wanqing's eyelids jumped, "What dress?" ”
Qin Yongmei raised her arm and motioned to her, "Huh? Here's it! See if the drift is pretty? At Dad's birthday banquet last time, Qingqing didn't wear a dress, and I thought it might be your negligence.
This time it's the home of two children, and it's such a big thing as a coming-of-age ceremony, so it can't be such a child's play anymore.
While buying a dress for Niannian, I was thinking about Qingqing. Don't say sister-in-law, I don't love her, the price is the same as Niannian's dress, and it's not impartial. ”
He Wanqing glanced down and saw that the dress Qin Yongmei was holding was yellow-brown as a whole, and the style was old and rustic.
It's not that it's a tag.,She thought it was someone else wearing the rest.。。
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