119 Who told you that I’m going to art class?
Not to mention becoming the top scorer, Meng Fu might not even be able to stay in school for three years.
Just like Zhao Fan, Yu zhenling also thought that Meng Fu would start from the first year of high school when he said that he was going to school.
Even though she said that, Jiang Quan had already contacted a private high school for Meng Fu.
What’s done can not be undone, so Yu zhenling did not say anything more. After patting her face with water, she went to rest.
**
The next day.
Early in the morning, Meng Fu went to the studio to take a bunch of photos. She had always had a good sense of the camera, with no dead angles at all 360 degrees, so it was easy for her to take photos of magazine covers.
When she was done, su Cheng was still waiting for her outside.
When he saw her, he gestured to her to wait.
Meng Fu had changed and was waiting for him at the door.
During this period, a staff member from the photography team came to ask for her autograph.
Two minutes later, su Cheng hung up the phone and walked over. His tone was cold.”You’re done?”
“Yes.” Meng Fu signed the autograph and handed it to the staff politely. Then, she remembered something. I have to go back to the Jiang family first.
When she was filming, she received a call from old master Jiang, asking her to go back.
Su Cheng pondered for a moment. how long? ”
“After lunch, probably.” Meng Fu rubbed his chin.
“Alright,” he said. Su Cheng was a man of few words. He took his car keys and sent Meng Fu to the Jiang family’s house.
It was Saturday, so Jiang yiran and Jiang Xinyu didn’t have any classes.
When Meng Fu arrived, it was close to mealtime. Jiang yiran was in the hall explaining the math paper he had taken to Jiang Xinyi.
First middle school’s papers were difficult, especially this month’s monthly exam paper. The last math question was very difficult. Even though Jiang Xinyan was only in the first year of high school, Jiang yeran had no clue how to solve it.
Yu zhenling was arranging flowers at the side. When she saw Meng Fu, her expression was much calmer than last night. She broke the flower and threw it into the trash can. Her tone was cold, “”They’re discussing the questions, don’t disturb them.”
this question involves University knowledge … Jiang yiran pointed at the question with his fingertip and said slowly.
When he saw Meng Fu coming in from the front of the hall, Jiang Xinyi became a little absent-minded. His hand paused for a moment, and he couldn’t concentrate when he heard Jiang yiran’s words. He pursed his lips and said, “”Let’s eat first. I’ll go ask the teacher on Monday.”
After he finished speaking, he stood up.
The smile on Jiang Yiran’s face seemed to freeze for a moment, but she didn’t say anything more. She lowered her eyebrows and smiled gently. okay.
The servants had already started serving the dishes.
When master Jiang heard that Meng Fu had arrived, he came downstairs with Jiang Quan’s assistant.
“Grandpa.” Jiang Yiran and Jiang Xintong both stood up and greeted old master Jiang obediently.
Old master Jiang put his walking stick aside and said, ” okay. since there were other people around, he had always been dignified. sit down and eat first.
Meng Fu was still sitting beside master Jiang, sitting in the center position.
When he saw Meng Fu, Jiang Quan’s assistant, Jiang Yu, took out a document from his bag and whispered in old master Jiang’s ear.
After hearing this, master Jiang’s brows relaxed and his tone became gentler. Fu ‘er, this is the school your father found for you. T city’s International School. It’s an International School with good teachers. See if you like it.
As he spoke, he handed the document to Meng Fu.
T city’s International School had a good reputation in T city. It could be considered the most powerful private school with many foreign teachers.
Meng Fu looked at the documents in old master Jiang’s hands and didn’t say anything for a long time. She had mentioned it to old master Jiang last night that he had already found a school today.
She didn’t know what to say for a moment.
Opposite her, Jiang Yiran put down his chopsticks and seemed very surprised. sister, you’re going back to school? ”
yes, ” master Jiang replied on Meng Fu’s behalf, his eyes never leaving Meng Fu. Seeing that Meng Fu was staring at the documents without saying a word, master Jiang’s hand that was holding the chopsticks tightened. you don’t like the whole school? ”
“Not really,” Meng Fu opened the document and flipped through it slowly. She lowered her eyes so that no one could see her expression.
Old master Jiang was very patient with Meng Fu. When he wasn’t smiling, the wrinkles on his face were terrifying. then why? ”
“Just …” Meng Fu flipped through the information on the International schools and put it aside. He turned to master Jiang and said seriously, “”I already have a school I want to go to.”
“Which one?” Old master Jiang had always thought that Jiang Quan was serious in its work. He didn’t think there was a better school than this one.
Following her words, the rest of the people at the table turned to Meng Fu.
Jiang xinchen opened his mouth and said,”an International High School is a very good school. I have a junior high school classmate there.”
Yu zhenling took a deep breath and did not want to say anything more about Meng Fu.
It would be good enough if they could send her to T city’s International High School. If she didn’t even like an International High School, where else could she go?
Meng Fu didn’t panic at all despite being stared at by everyone. She looked at old master Jiang and was silent for two seconds before she replied, “”No. 1 middle school,”
The moment these two words came out, everyone at the dining table seemed to pause for a moment.
Not far away, the Butler who was serving the old master the ginseng soup paused and turned to look at Meng Fu. His gaze seemed to be a little complicated.
Although T city was only a second-tier city, it had a deep cultural heritage and the University education grants were strong. Not only was T University famous in the country, but even No. 1 middle school could compete with the other middle schools in the country.
No. 1 middle school had a history of more than a hundred years. The school’s management was strict, and the number of students who could enter each year was limited. There were no transient students either. Those who could enter No. 1 middle school were the top students in the top 1000 of the provincial capital. It was as difficult as ascending to the heavens to transfer students halfway through without any historical results.
Those who could attend No. 1 middle school were all proud Children of Heaven.
In the silence, Jiang Yiran was the first to speak. She looked at Meng Fu and couldn’t help but laugh. you’ve never been to high school, so you might not know this, but our No. 1 middle school doesn’t have an art class. Grandpa is right, an International High School is already very good.
Everyone in the Jiang family knew Meng Fu’s background. He had not touched a book for two years, and it was a problem whether he could recognize those mathematical symbols. He was definitely going to take the art exam. Otherwise, with his average cultural results, it would be a problem for him to even get into an ordinary college.
Therefore, Jiang Quan had carefully selected a few schools with art classes last night.
There were only rocket classes and parallel classes in No. 1 middle school, and most of them were repeaters. All of them were straight-a students with good grades, so they naturally didn’t have to worry about the school.
we’ll talk about this later. old master Jiang knocked on the table and looked at Meng Fu. He paused and his voice slowed down.”I’ll discuss it with your dad when we get home tonight,”
Did the old master really want Meng Fu to go to first middle school?
Putting aside the fact that No. 1 middle school didn’t have any art classes, would No. 1 middle school accept someone like Meng Fu, no matter how much money he spent?
At that time, would he ask the Yu family to help him make connections?
Yu zhenling felt even more frustrated at the thought of this. However, she didn’t dare to say anything more in the presence of the old man. She only ate a few mouthfuls and went upstairs.
She gave Yu Yong a call and massaged her eyebrows. T city’s International High School is also a famous private high school. She doesn’t like it and still wants to go to No. 1 middle school.
he has high standards but low abilities. Yu Yong commented. it’s hard for him to achieve great things.
I’ll be relieved if she’s half as good as LAN ran. Yu zhenling shook her head. brother, I think our old man might need to talk to our Father. After all, principal Gu is a stubborn man. Only our Father can speak to him. Don’t agree to it. If she gets into No. 1 middle school and is expelled within a month, the Jiang family will become a joke.
Her two children were in No. 1 middle school, so Yu zhenling naturally knew its rules. No. 1 middle school had an Elimination System. If one did not meet the standards for the monthly test, they would be forced to drop out.
**
Downstairs, the old man had finished eating. After hearing Meng Fu’s words, he fell into deep thought.
Su Cheng was still waiting for her, so Meng Fu did not stay any longer. He took the things that Jiang Quan had prepared for her and left.
This time, Butler Jiang sent her out of the door for the first time.
Meng Fu saw su Cheng’s car immediately.
“Miss Meng,” Seeing that Meng Fu was about to get into the car, Butler Jiang finally called out to her.
Meng Fu gathered her coat and turned to look at Butler Jiang. She raised her eyebrows, surprised that Butler Jiang had taken the initiative to talk to her.
although an International High School isn’t as good as first middle school, it’s still a school that Sir and the others have carefully chosen. The old master had also asked around before choosing an international school. “Also, miss Xun ran is right. No. 1 middle school doesn’t have any art classes. It’s completely meaningless for you to go there.”
Was he trying to knock her down and tell her not to aim too high?
It was already not bad to be able to enter an International School.
No. Meng Fu’s fingers hooked the buttons of his coat and he glanced at Butler Jiang. who told you that I’m going to art class? ”
When Butler Jiang heard her words, his pupils shrank and he looked at Meng Fu. “You … What’s the meaning of this?”