Mousseers will go crazy.

Sang Yanqing sighed.

It’s not easy to be a fan of Si Fuqing.

Fans of other celebrities are so worried that one day the house will collapse on them, and Mu Si must always be vigilant to see if Si Fuqing will withdraw from the circle.

"..."

It's quite quiet around here.

Sang Yanqing's words contained so much information that Tang Haiqiu became numb instantly.

Mo Yishan's expression froze for a moment, and he quickly captured the most critical words: "Professor Xia University, full score in the joint examination of seven schools, queue up?!"

What kind of magical reality is this?

Can these words appear in the same sentence?!

Who doesn’t know the difficulty of the seven-school joint examination?

Mo Yishan did remember that he read on Weibo that someone was in the same examination room as Si Fuqing. She submitted her papers in advance for every exam. Someone below said that she couldn't write at all.

If you write it, it will be in vain. You might as well go out early.

There are many people who agree.

After all, the seven-school joint examination was too perverted, and Si Fuqing had a bad reputation as a "dropout" before.

Mo Yishan planned to comfort her today, but after the scene, he was so frightened that he forgot about it.

Who knew that Si Fuqing didn't need to be comforted at all.

But his heart needs to be taken good care of.

Mo Yishan spoke with difficulty: "So...she handed in the paper early because it was finished?!"

"Right." Sang Yanqing was already very calm, "Qingqing said that there was a question in physics that was a bit challenging, and it stumped her for a while."

Mo Yishan: "..."

What does it mean to be stumped for a while?!

Listen, is this what people say?

He knows all the words, but why can't he understand them when they are put together?

Just as Tang Haiqiu and Mo Yishan were turning into stone sculptures, Si Fuqing also took off her makeup and put on regular clothes.

As soon as she came out, she was shocked by more than a dozen professors from Xia University.

Are there too many people?

After seeing her, Professor Chen immediately stood up and said, "Hello, classmate Si, I am Chen Zhengming from the Department of Mathematics of Xia University."

"Hello, Mr. Chen." Si Fuqing shook hands with him, "Thank you for having to make a trip to the crew."

"No hard work, no hard work." Professor Chen waved his hand repeatedly, "You have perfect scores in the seven-school joint examination. Even if I have to go to the border to find you now, it will be fine. When you answered the questions, did you ever think that you would get such a high score?"

"Yeah." Si Fuqing said with a steady expression, "Except for the composition, I can't guarantee that everything else will be perfect."

"..."

Now it was the professors' turn to look at each other.

"Okay, okay!" Professor Chen became even more excited, "Student Si, just drop out and go to Xiamen University. We will make up for the International Joint Examination next year and you will definitely be in the top ten!"

It has been many years since the Daxia Empire had a student who entered the top ten of the International Entrance Examination.

There was one in the top three last year, but he didn't show up in the end, and it's still unclear whether he was from Daxia.

Other professors also spoke up and advised her to withdraw.

"Classmate Si, think about it slowly, we are not in a hurry." Professor Chen was very kind, "But to be honest, if you don't come to study mathematics, our mathematics department will lose a talent."

"What's the matter? Isn't it true that what Chinese Studies loses is not talents?" Professor Xu stared, "You have enough math talents, how long did it take for me to wait for one like this?"

The physics professor coughed twice and raised his hand: "Well, I also have something to say."

Professor Chen and Professor Xu were furious at the same time: "Shut up! Did you agree not to rob people?"

Physics professor: "..."

How did he know that Si Fuqing could also get perfect marks in physics?

Doesn’t this make sense?

Si Fuqing didn't show any impatience and listened quietly.

An hour later, the professors finished arguing and turned around at the same time: "Student Si, which college do you choose?"

Si Fuqing: "..."

It was as if she dreamed back to the time when she entered the Eternal Academy.

"That's it, professors, I really have no plans to quit. I will take the college entrance examination and I will go to Xiamen University." Si Fuqing smiled, "I can also promise you that no matter where I go to study in the future,

, they will eventually return to Daxia."

These are her roots.

"You can say that, I feel relieved." Professor Chen breathed a long sigh of relief, very pleased, "Then when you enroll next year, we will discuss the specific allocation of departments."

Professor Xu pushed up his glasses: "Student Si, you can go to Xia University next year, and you can join the Tiandi Alliance now. I'm in the Department of Chinese Studies. There is no conflict between the alliance and your student status."

On the side, Sang Yanqing fell silent.

She hasn't said yet that the martial arts department also wants to recruit people.

"I'll think about it." Si Fuqing nodded, "I'm also very busy filming, so I still have to do what I can."

Sang Yanqing: "..."

Just do it, she already has the idiom ptsd (post-traumatic stress disorder) of doing what you can.

"Yes, yes, you must do what you can." Professor Xu smiled and said, "Student Si is so dedicated, I will definitely watch your TV series. Not only do I want to watch it, but also my doctoral students."

Not to be outdone, Professor Chen said: "Do you think I don't have doctoral students or graduate students? I still have several big classes, with 300 students in one class."

There are more students than others, so who is afraid of whom?

Both professors left angrily.

After being as humble as the physics professor gave Sang Yanqing a business card, they went to the hotel that Si Fuqing booked for them.

They were still arguing on the way, and the topic only revolved around Si Fuqing.

This was a treatment that Ji Qingwei had not received before.

This time, because Ji Qingwei did not write an essay, her total score was 640, which was also a very high score, ranking second.

But because of the appearance of Si Fuqing, a perfect pervert, the professors at Xia University invariably forgot about her.

At this time, the Ji family in Sijiu City, Mrs. Ji also got Ji Qingwei's score for this joint entrance examination.

"Qingwei, you are really amazing." Mrs. Ji was very pleased. "You didn't write the Chinese composition, but you could still rank second. If you had written it, you could rank first by a few dozen points."

Once Ji Qingwei takes action, his composition will definitely get perfect marks.

So she should be able to score 700 points this time.

With a score of 700 in the seven-school joint examination, only Ji Qingwei could pass it.

Others are far inferior.

Mrs. Ji had no intention of blaming Ji Qingwei at all, but felt very distressed: "Qingwei, please bear with me. Ah Yao is still helping you find the ghost-hand heavenly doctor. You will definitely recover."

Ji Qing pursed her lips and smiled: "Thank you, mom."

"You must have a good rest." Mrs. Ji was very worried, "You vomited blood again this morning. The doctor said that you vomited blood from your heart, which was very damaging to your vitality."

Ji Qingwei looked pale: "Mother and father are worried."

But there were some things she didn't say.

In the past two days, she always felt that something belonging to her was being gradually stripped away, which made her a little panicked.

However, except for the composition, which she did not write due to health reasons, this time she did better in several other subjects than she did the last time.

Ji Qingwei didn't take it too seriously.

"When you get better, mom will take you to the International Games." Mrs. Ji stroked her hair lovingly, "You will be able to exercise freely by then."

Ji Qing coughed a few times: "Is sister still angry with me?"

"She is angry with you? Why should she be angry with you?" Mrs. Ji's expression suddenly darkened, "Stop caring about her, she is..."

Ji Qingwei's eyelashes drooped, feeling a little disappointed.

"Have a good rest." Mrs. Ji stood up, "Wait a while for Ah Yao to come over and you can have a good chat."

She left the bedroom and closed the door.

"It's strange, Qingwei did so well in the exam this time, why is there nothing happening at Xia University?" Ji Longtai frowned on the sofa, "Last time, several professors came to compete for Qingwei."
To be continued...