Chapter Twenty-Eight: Summer Roses Are Bright and Bright Because of the Fierceness

Somewhat?

710……?

Professor Wang's mouth twitched in amusement and surprise, until the scoring system page really showed the scores of each subject of Baimang, Professor Wang took off his myopia glasses and put on reading glasses again.

Eyes are almost fixed on the computer screen.

I looked at it for a while.

He stood up excitedly, raised his eyebrows high at Bai Mang, the wrinkles penetrated deep into his eyes, and the light rose, and he almost shouted out in a voice, and said excitedly: "This year, Yunxian County has scored more than two 700 points, and one is you!" ”

The entire living room was suddenly silent.

The guy in front of him who said 718 licked his mouth...... What's going on? It's really more than 700 points!

…… It turns out that this girl is not a fairy, she is a big fairy, a big man!

In a room, boys and girls looked at each other.

The stocky, tall and thin parents exchanged heads.

Bai Mang saw it in their eyes, unbelievable and even unimaginable, not so much that they couldn't imagine that she had scored more than 700 points in the exam, but even more unbelievable that she was just from a high school in a mountainous county.

To be honest, dealing with a psychology professor is a boring thing. I think I know everything, and I can even figure out people's hearts and personalities clearly, but I can't solve any problems.

There is no more self-righteous person in this world than a person who studies psychology.

"Boss Ding, this is you...... Biological daughter? Professor Wang asked Ding Jingkai. When Professor Wang asked, parents and children not far away pricked up their ears.

Ding Jingkai's eyebrows were broken, and he said unhappily, and his tone was accentuated: "Biological one, of course biological one!" ”

Professor Wang was embarrassed......

He would ask like this, because he knew that Ding Jingkai and Fang Yuhuan were a reorganized family, and Fang Zixin was not Ding Jingkai's biological son.

Ding Jingkai looked at his daughter Bai Mang, then at Professor Wang, and said a very inconspicuous and determined sentence: "Our ancestors also had some scholars. ”

Oh.

Therefore, the fact that you can score more than 700 points in the exam may also be a matter related to metaphysics...... Is it?

In fact, there is nothing to choose for the score of Baimang, you can fill in the university at will, and you can choose the major at will. The admissions offices of well-known universities would contact her through the school to persuade her to go to their university......

Bai Hui was thoughtful, and directly arranged her to Ding Jingkai.

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Rainstorms are coming.

Bai Mang walked out of Professor Wang's home to breathe, Professor Wang's house is located in an old villa area next to Nanshan Lake, villas with red tiles and white walls, overlapping and overlapping, covering each other, fanning around the entire Nanshan Lake.

It is said that this is the best place in Feng Shui in Ningshi.

The people who live here are either rich or expensive.

In such an old villa area, all eyes are green and upright plane trees, and the rich and lush green is connected; Standing in it, it is difficult to see the panoramic view, only the dark red villa roofs can be glimpsed.

Bai Mang walked on the newly renovated asphalt road, looking idly.

The dark clouds overhead were rolling and rolling, and the air around was humid, faintly filled with a breath of life that lasted for a long time.

Mixed with stale and decayed.

Suddenly, a white sports car braked awkwardly behind her. Bai Mang turned around, and the sports car honked at her. Three times in a row, completely revealing the impatience of the owner in the car.

But she didn't walk in the middle of the road.

Bai Mang didn't immediately avoid it, but moved slowly to the side.

The owner of the sports car thinks she is slow.

I honked my horn again.

Bai Mang didn't leave, and stood motionless in the middle of the road, shaking his head.

Look at the days.

Look at the ground.

Don't look at the sports car blocked by her behind her.

The window of the car fell to the ground, revealing a delicate but depressed woman's face, with cold eyes and a very irritated look at the schoolgirl who was clubbing outside, and I didn't know which nerve was wrong with this girl.

There was still a person sitting in the co-pilot, pondering and saying, "Recently, there are many people who have asked Professor Wang to fill in the volunteers. ”

"Little girl, can you let me go?" The woman raised her face, her mouth twitched, and leaned out of the window.

Laughing uncomfortably, like a high-minded "politeness". It seems to be very cultivated, but in fact it is not polite at all.

Bai Mang turned around slowly, looked at the front of the sports car, the corners of his mouth opened and closed, but he didn't make a sound. The point is, her eyes are glazed and her expression is confused, completely like a deaf and dumb girl.

"Does Lao Wang even do the business of the deaf and dumb?" The woman said disdainfully.

Bai Mang opened his mouth, pointed to the car again, and pointed to himself again, as if asking the other party: What did you say? Why stop the car? What happened?

The woman choked. Take off your sunglasses.

Bai Mang's performance is not very real, but this kind of plausible and fake, showing off is a trick, so that the people in the car have no choice.

Finally, the co-pilot, a young man, walked down, with a polite and gentle smile on his face, and stepped forward to help Bai Mang to the side amicably.

Bai Mang continued to act dumbfounded, and since the other party was so patient, she raised her hand and gestured to the other party with a sign of thanks.

The young man nodded, nodded at her, and got into the car.

Is this man the son of the woman in the car? Regardless of temperament and politeness, it's much better than his mother.

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The sky outside, in the blink of an eye, is dark.

Outside the large glass window, the fog was hazy, and the maple leaves were blown to the ground by the strong wind, shivering as if the rain had fallen.

Jiang Chuanyao walked downstairs from the upstairs room calmly.

Go to the dining room bar, grab a glass of ice water to drink, and then come to the living room, hold the water glass, and sit down on the living room sofa.

His head flicked, and his gaze turned back.

Zhong Ling took her own nephew and came back from outside.

"Cousin......"

Zhong Ruohuai also saw Jiang Chuanyao on the sofa, and immediately straightened his attitude, and Tebi politely called him cousin, as if cousin was some honorific title.

Since he respected him so much, Jiang Chuanyao was not polite, nodded at Zhong Ruohuai, and his eyes rose and fell, as if he was giving a seat.

“…… Sit down! Jiang Chuanyao said.

Jiang Chuanyao's attitude, Zhong Ling glared fiercely at the sofa. But she wouldn't say anything, not even snort at him.

She hasn't said a word to his own son for almost half a year.

No, it's a word. Not a word was given to him.

When he came back from Lan City, Zhan Yu asked him why he didn't go home to live, why did he go back to live there, this home didn't mean to stay at all. He's not interesting, and neither are they. It's a cold face against a dead face all year round. He didn't say that Zhong Ling was a dead face, she was a cold face.

He had a dead face.

After all, she used to curse at him often: "...... You go to die, why don't you die! Why don't you die outside! ”

There were black clouds outside, and the gate of the Jiang family had not yet been closed, and it was blown open heavily by a gust of wind, as if the atmosphere of this home suddenly cracked into a huge whirlpool.

The winds of summer thunderstorms, with the smell of dampness, swept in violently.

"Ruohuai, you really don't have to be so bored every time...... Can't you remember what I said to you? Zhong Ling spoke, and said to his nephew. There was no Chuan Yao in his eyes, he only looked at Zhong Ruohuai, with a cold sneer on his lips, and his voice was hoarse and angry.

It is a sharp air that can be called tricky.

Zhong Ruohuai stood beside the sofa embarrassed and embarrassed.

Jiang Chuanyao glanced at Zhong Ruohuai lightly, and felt that Zhong Ruohuai had come to this house less. In this family, even the working aunt immediately looked for something to do before Zhong Ling entered the door.

Otherwise, it's embarrassing to stand next to you, you can't persuade or say, a few pairs of eyes are staring together, are they bigger than anyone's eyes?

Jiang Chuanyao got up from the sofa, stood up and left.

It was a very stuffy afternoon, and he stayed at home still with long trousers and long clothes, and a casual shirt and jacket of his was lost on the sofa.

He bent down to pick it up.

Drape your shirt casually over your shoulders.

walked straight out of the gate of the Jiang family.

Outside, the wind was hunting, and the sycamore leaves were rustling and drooping. In this world, no one can persuade Zhong Ling, and no one can understand her.

People who are not understood...... Blame the poor too.

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The greenish, blackened sycamore treetops shook down the rain the size of beans.

Bai Mang sent a message to Ding Jingkai and returned to Ding's house in advance. She couldn't stay in Professor Wang's home, and she didn't want to go into it again.

She wandered around the villa area of Nanshan Garden for a while.

Outside the gate of Nanshan Garden, a bus stop 100 meters away.

In this rich place, there are no passers-by, no buses, only a few stops.

She hailed a taxi online, and the queue took five or six minutes......

Bai Mang looked at the dense heavy rain in front of him, and complained in his heart why didn't he wait for Ding Jingkai.

That's when ......

A black car sped towards her until it slowly drove in front of her. She thought that the online car-hailing had arrived, but the owner stepped on the accelerator and the car flew away.

Four wheels rain splashes.