Chapter 11: It's not like that
After that day, Concubine Sun Song went through the procedures for transferring to another school within a few days, and I heard that she went abroad and went to a classmate doctor with a cousin who studied medicine in the family.
Yunyun in the school said that she didn't do anything, and the words like letting Concubine Sun Song ride on her head stopped, and now all that is circulating is how Feng Gu Qiao didn't make a move, and the girls who had illusions about Wu Yanjue for a while all disappeared, but everyone looked like they were in danger, and it was like Concubine Sun Song's going abroad was all because of her persecution.
Feng Gu Qiao looked at Gu Yuan's eyebrows and said these gossips, and funnily stuffed a handful of melon seeds to him, saying, "I can't stop your mouth if I eat." ”
The rumors in the school are decreasing day by day, except for the occasional small incidents, Feng Gu Qiao's life can be described as extremely comfortable, eating and drinking every day, taking a leave of absence to skip classes, and envying countless alumni of the same level.
Seeing that the monthly exam was approaching, the school was filled with a strong aroma of books, and in a calm and peaceful atmosphere, the next news suddenly fell, which instantly stirred up waves in the school forum.
The school's official website informs as follows:
In view of Feng Guqiao's excellent academic performance and dozens of trophies and honors won for the school at home and abroad during his time at the school, the school committee finally decided to agree to Feng Guqiao's application for cross-level skipping, and hereby declare.
There was an uproar and a lot of discussion.
Feng Gu Qiao directly skipped the third year of high school and entered the university department directly under him, not to mention the college entrance examination, and even the freshman military training that made people live like years not long ago was cleverly avoided, making many people even wonder if she had calculated it early in the morning.
There are a few girls who have a superior family background and don't like Feng Gu Qiao very well, and they are dissatisfied with the school, which is like opening the back door, and the teacher directly scolded him back on the podium, saying that if you have Feng Gu Qiao's grades, don't talk about the freshman year, the sophomore year will be transferred to you.
A few girls listened, rolled their eyes, and reluctantly closed their mouths, if you say Feng Gu Qiao, it is really a story that can't be finished for three days and three nights, if you have to summarize it in one sentence, Feng Gu Qiao is the proud daughter of the sky with eight serious books, so outstanding that even their group of daughters can't help but envy, jealousy and hatred.
Feng Gu Qiao's admission procedures were done by himself, and during this period, leaders at all levels gave him a green light, and it didn't take much trouble, and the procedures were completed in just one afternoon.
When Wu Yanjue went home because of this incident, he looked at her several times, Feng Gu Qiao noticed it, and asked him with a smile knowingly: "Look at me like this, do I have flowers on my face?" ”
Wu Yanjue's gaze simply stopped on her face when she heard this, "Why did you suddenly change your mind?" ”
Feng Gu tilted his chin, his white and good-looking fingertips tapped his cheeks, and he pondered for a moment before he smiled and said, "Do you want to be closer to you?" ”
As soon as the words came out, Wu Yanjue gave him a cool look, and Feng Gu Qiao suddenly felt stupid: "It's not interesting in school, it's better to change to a new place every day, so there are still a few days of freshness." ”
Hearing this answer, Wu Yanjue put aside her eyes and looked out the window, the reason why she was reluctant to skip a grade and enter the university early was very clear to him, he didn't want to follow the rules too early and major in finance was one of them, and more importantly, she didn't want to leave Sun Songfei as a friend, although Sun Songfei's grades were good, but she was not qualified to skip a grade.
In addition, Feng Guqiao tried every means to find reasons to delay in a thousand ways, but she didn't expect that now, she had compromised herself.
There is a bit of reason for Concubine Sun Song, Wu Yanjue knew it in her heart, and wanted to ask her if Concubine Sun Songfei was such a big blow to her, but when the words came to her mouth, she didn't ask in the end.
He pushed the car door and got out of the car, stretched out his hand to Feng Gu Qiao inside, his eyebrows locked, "The university is not as easy as you think." ”
Feng Gu Qiao secretly pursed his lips, put his hand on it, got out of the car with his strength, and looked up at him with a pleasant smile: "It's not that you still have Senior Brother here, it's all up to you." ”
After she finished smiling, she naturally lowered her head, Wu Yanjue was silent, and when she withdrew her hand, Feng Gu Qiao suddenly grabbed him as if she remembered something, "That's right, Wu Yanjue." ”
The hand was suddenly pulled, Wu Yanjue lowered his eyes and looked at the hand she was holding him tightly, and then raised his eyes, looking at her little face that was still talking, "Didn't you call me senior brother just now?" ”
Feng Gu choked for a moment.
"You...... It is... It's the scarf, I saw it in your room yesterday. ”
Feng Gu Qiao's heart was empty, and she didn't dare to look directly at Wu Yanjue's eyes staring at her at the moment, she just said that in order to tease him, it was just a joke, but she didn't expect him to agree, but now it is difficult to ride a tiger but it has become her.
She retreated and said tentatively, "Otherwise, don't weave?" ”
The pile of colorful woolen balls in his room that did not match his temperament, as well as the semi-finished products next to him that he didn't know how many times he had tried, and the small videos of various weaving scarves were stored on the computer desktop, and Feng Guqiao couldn't relax after watching it for a long time.
Ask yourself, the gifts she gave him were just expensive and cold objects that she bought casually, and she didn't spend any time in them, but she always asked him to do that, and she couldn't do such a clever job as hand-knitting, but asked him to do it as a boy with long hands and feet, which was really a bit unusual.