Zhao Fan is a member of the entertainment industry, and it is extremely difficult for her to see the prestigious principal of No. 1 Middle School.
In the past, she would definitely not recognize it, but because of the light from Su Chengmeng, she was fortunate to have met once two days ago, and she naturally recognized this as a lieutenant colonel.
She is strange, how could Principal Gu appear in Meng Fus rental house?
President Gu politely greeted Zhao Fan: "Hello, is Meng student there?"
He called the Chen family in the afternoon, and then called the Mr. Su again and again, but they ignored him.
If it is someone else, Principal Gu may no longer contact him.
Its just that this student is indeed as talented as the mathematics team leader said. Principal Gu also knew that his judgment yesterday was too arbitrary and out of standard.
The ancient Xuan De has visited the thatched cottage three times, and the principal Gu can naturally let go. It is his own fault. He does not think he will lose his value when he visits the house.
He tried his best to inquire, and finally got an address. It happened to be near No.1 Middle School. It was only a short walk away. Principal Gu didn't stay much, so he hurried over.
He knew that Meng Fu was an entertainer, so he came to meet the opportunity, but he didn't expect that there were actually people in this room.
"Huh?" Zhao Fan also recovered, and his social side as an agent quickly manifested, "She is studying the script in it, Principal Gu, you come in first."
Confirmed that Principal Gu really came to Meng Fu, Zhao Fan immediately gave way to Principal Gu and the people around him.
In , Jiang Yu has been organizing language, trying to persuade Zhao Fan, when he saw that two other people were greeted by Zhao Fan, he also got up and looked at Principal Gu curiously.
"This is Principal Gu." Zhao Fan introduced Jiang Yu.
Principal Gu hardly appeared in the media, and Jiang Yus child did not pass the first high school. On weekdays, he has been dealing with matters in Jiangs family. He has no business contact with the education industry and naturally does not know the principal of the first high school.
Both sides greeted friendly, Jiang Yu just wondered...Principal Gu?
Is this the principal of which school?
Come to see the lady?
Think about what Meng Fu recently said he was going back to school. Jiang Yu intuitively felt that this ancient principal was talking about it.
Su Di had already come out of the kitchen. He glanced at Principal Gu, and then faintly poured a glass of water for him and the middle-aged man next to him, and went on to clean the kitchen.
seemed indifferent to the ancient principal.
Jiang Yu knew that Su Di was Meng Fus assistant. Seeing Su Di like this, he naturally thought that this principal was not a particularly important person.
Zhao Fan looked incredible. She asked these guests to wait here for a while, and then went to the study to find Meng Fu.
"Ancestor, outside, Principal Gu is here, he wants to talk to you..." Zhao Fan looked at Meng Fu and said silently.
Principal Gu?
Meng Fu raised her head from the album. She put down the mobile phone in her hand, kicked her foot, and the chair slid back a bit, "He's looking for me?"
She nodded thoughtfully, "You invite them in."
Zhao Fan wanted to entertain Jiang Yu, so he went out to invite Principal Gu's son to come in. After she came in, she didn't stay much, and wanted to go out to entertain Jiang Yu.
But heard what Meng Fu said.
"Please sit down." Meng Fu put her phone on the table and saw the competition book held in the hands of the man next to Principal Gu. She knew, her hands were around her chest, and her eyebrows were raised: "So, some of you know me. Is the solution right?"
Zhao Fan, with his hand on the doorknob, couldn't help but pause when he heard this, then turned his gaze to Meng Fu.
The only intersection between Meng Fu and Principal Gu is doing it in the office the day before yesterday, which is said to be a competition problem.
At the moment, does the family artist mean...
"Principal Gu doesn't understand mathematics, Meng, dont have general knowledge with him." Before the principal could speak, the middle-aged man next to him spoke quickly, took out the book in his hand, and took out two drafts of his previous calculations. Tentatively asked: "Student Meng, this is the specific process of your answer. Basically no one will use the law of large numbers in this step."
"Yes," Meng Fu took a look and said, "It's just that Chebyshev's inequality is very convenient to use here, and there won't be many steps."
"That's right!" Seeing Meng Fu's point, the middle-aged man immediately sat opposite her, and happily turned to the next page of the title, "See if this question can also be used..."
The two talked eloquently. The middle-aged man was originally a math idiot, and talked about math problems endlessly.
Meng Fu saw that the teacher had no pretensions, so he studied this question with him.
At the door, I kept listening to the two of them, Zhao Fan looked at the teacher who was talking, and then at Meng Fu. The whole person was also in a trance, as if seeing Meng Fu for the first time.
The more we talk, the brighter the eyes of the middle-aged man. He is more and more certain that the student in front of him does have great potential in math.
"That's it. I am the teacher in charge of the third year of the first high school, the bishop of mathematics, and my surname is Zhou. I heard President Gu said that you want to go to the third year of high school. I don't know if you want to come to my class." At this point, Teacher Zhou looked towards principal.
The principal also got up and apologized to Meng Fu, "Student Meng, last time I was not rigorous enough. I hope you dont mind. Our school allows you to enter the third year directly."
At the door, Zhao Fan held the door with her hand and could feel her legs trembling.
She helped the door to go out and closed the door. Even when Jiang Yu was talking to her outside, she was in a trance.
**
In the room, Meng Fu was still talking to Teacher Zhou, and he was really disappointed two days ago.
But this week, Teacher Zhou is fat, really cute.
Meng Fu turned her mobile phone with her finger, she looked at Teacher Zhou, pondered, and then said: "Teacher Zhou, you know that I am an entertainer. I just received a movie and there are variety shows to be filmed. Maybe there is no way to be as normal as other people. go to school."
and many more
"Not in class? Meng, are you kidding?" Teacher Zhou looked at Meng Fu. He wanted Meng Fu to come to his class to cultivate her maths. Now she is not in class?
Then what is your purpose for coming to the first high school for the third year?
Take the college entrance examination.
Meng Fu thought.
Seeing Meng Fus expression, its really not a joke. Teacher Zhou sighed, "Meng, you know that our No. 1 middle school students are very strong in mathematics, physics and chemistry. Its absolutely impossible for your future achievements to be too low. Take a prize for the worlds difficult problems. This bonus is more profitable than the entertainment industry..."
Hearing the intensive class, the principal, who had not spoken, couldn't help but glance at Teacher Zhou.
Meng Fu didnt know, but Principal Gu knew that this intensive class was set up for the independent enrollment examination of Continental University.
Teacher Zhou, this is...
If he didnt come today, Mr. Zhou would not say anything about Meng Fus absence from class.
But Im here today. After discussing with Meng Fu in detail, how spiritual is Ms. Zhou in terms of numbers, mathematics, and experiments? He is a math madman. How can he bear with him?
He thought for a while, and then suddenly said: "In this way, you know that our No. 1 Middle School has always had monthly exams, right?"
Meng Fu nodded. Only two days ago, I heard Yu Zhenling told Jiang Xinran: "Something has been heard."
"We each step back. I will give you a month. You can not use it for class, but the questions I send you must be done, and the monthly exam must be taken." Teacher Zhou looked at Meng Fu and smiled gently at her. "Our No. 1 Middle School has always had the final elimination system. As long as you do not fall out of the final range of our class in your monthly exam next month, then I will agree if you dont go to class. If you fall out, every day from now on How about taking classes honestly and going to intensive classes?"
Meng Fu did not expect her unreasonable request. Teacher Zhou really agreed. Listening to Teacher Zhous words, she nodded and said, "Okay, Teacher Zhou, please show me more in the future."
"Did you agree?" Teacher Zhou looked very excited, he stood up directly, "Okay, then I will wait for you. By the way, let's scan WeChat first. Although you are not in class this month, I still have to give You did it with professional questions."
Meng Fu also looked very happy.
Headmaster Gu, who watched the entire process, was put aside, watching Meng Fu smiling and sighing in his heart.
This little girl may not know that she was deceived by the old fox, Teacher Zhou.
No. 1 Middle School is famous for the difficulty of the exam.
Especially Teacher Zhou took the rocket class. After all, Meng Fu missed two years of class. Even if math is good, only 150 points in a mathematics course may not be bad, but there may be a little gap with the people in the rocket class.
Want to get a good score in the first high school entrance exam without a teacher systematically combing knowledge and teaching?
That's a joke!
One month later, Meng Fu was afraid that he would not cry.
Principal Gu thought in his heart, but on the surface, he couldn't see it at all. The school has one more mathematics fighter. Principal Gu is also happy.
After talking about the matter, Meng Fu sent the two men out.
"Student Meng, I welcome you to join on behalf of our class." Before leaving, Teacher Zhou was still greeting Meng Fu. He was very enthusiastic, "Also, I will send you the test papers via WeChat."
"Okay." Meng Fu nodded and sent the two downstairs.
Jiang Yu also followed her and Zhao Fan downstairs. Hearing their conversation, it became clear that Meng Fu found the school?
"Sister Fan," When the principal Gu left, Meng Fu continued to go back to study the script, Jiang Yu couldn't help but look at Zhao Fan, "Miss, which school did she go to? In fact, T City International School is really good. Tell her again, don't go to that school..."
"Assistant Jiang," Zhao Fan was also in the ups and downs all night. Before she could get over, she turned to Jiang Yu and said quietly, "That's it. The ancient principal just now was the principal of the No. 1 Middle School, and the other was the one. Middle school teacher."
"It turned out to be the principal of No. 1 Middle School," Jiang Yu nodded, "I will post the situation of the international school..."
Jiang Yu took out his mobile phone and wanted to add WeChat to Zhao Fan.
Just scanned WeChat, he reacted and looked up, "What is the principal of No. 1 Middle School?"
"It's the principal of T City No. 1 Middle School, the school next door." Zhao Fan pointed his finger at the next door, "You can search for the principal of No. 1 Middle School on the Internet, and you should be able to find it."
Jiang Yu: ""
The principal of No. 1 Middle School? Come to Meng Fu personally and let her go to the First Middle School?
What new category of international joke is this?
He wiped his face and turned to Zhao Fan. He could hear his voice trembling: "Miss she... was invited by the principal to go to high school?"
"No." Zhao Fan shook his head.
Jiang Yu breathed a sigh of relief, and he said, it should not be that exaggerated.
Zhao Fan: "Oh, she didn't go to high school. She went to high school directly after two years. I just came with the principal. She is the head teacher of a class in high school."
Jiang Yu: ""
N, t, m.
he died.
Zhao Fan patted Jiang Yu on the shoulder, and understood Jiang Yus current mood very well. She almost didn't split her body just now, let alone Jiang Yu.
Jiang Yu didn't know what expression should be on his face, he left Meng Fu downstairs in a daze.
Wait in his car, he slowly reacted, Jiang Yu did not drive home directly, but took out his mobile phone and called Jiang Quan.
The phone rang for a long time, but Jiang Quan never answered it.
Jiang Yu estimated that the boss should be busy, so he was ready to meet him before telling him the news.
**
The next day, Meng Fu will go to the next provincial city to audition.
Su Di didn't go with her this time, it was Su Cheng and Zhao Fan with her.
When came to pick her up early in the morning, Su Cheng knew that she was going to No. 1 Middle School. He looked at Meng Fu and started the car: "Are you sure to go to No. 1 Middle School?"
"Well, the head teacher is okay." Meng Fu leaned on the back seat of the car. She watched movies and TV shows for too long last night. She didn't sleep much. At this time, she half-squinted her eyes and she was lazy. "Allow me not to go to class. "
She looked tired, Su Cheng didn't continue to say anything, and only responded, and a group of three went to the next provincial city.
Meng Fus event is completely secret. He also walked through the VIP channel of the airport. There were no fans to pick up the plane. It was quiet and no one disturbed.
Many of the schedules of other artists are transparent, and Meng Fu has done very little confidential work here.
There are not so many illegitimate meals, and the fans are also very sensible and only send some gifts to the public.
Zhao Fan has always felt magical. Its good that Meng Fu was not popular in the past, but now its a bit hot, but the confidentiality work can still be done so well. Unless there is an official announcement, it will be difficult for fans to pick up the road and shoot.
Only when on the plane, a stewardess recognized Meng Fu and was excited for a long time, "You, you, you..."
Meng Fu sat inside. She took off her sunglasses and looked at the stewardess.
Behind , Su Cheng walked over unhurriedly. He pulled down the mask and handed the blanket to Meng Fu. He said to the stewardess very sorry: "Hello, I hope you can keep quiet."
Seeing Su Cheng, the stewardess was stunned, and then nodded frantically.
Meng Fu just smiled. She buttoned her hat, slowly pulled down the blanket on her body, and closed her eyes to sleep.
The stewardess took a deep breath and suppressed her excitement. She always felt that the reality of idols was always different from that on TV. The filters and pictures on the screen were filtered and edited. But after seeing Meng Fu, she knew that she was even more real. The ones on the screen are even better.
Fuer looked at the back of Su Cheng on the other side, and felt familiar--
Is this the man who flashed past in the live variety show last time?
**
Eleven o'clock.
Su Chengmeng and they arrived at the audition location of "Bourneaux" on time.
The audition was in the film and television city here, a temporary office set up by the senior director, a pedestrian.
There are candidates for other roles. There is only one female lead today, so not many people come to audition.
Zhao Fan compared the addresses on the phone, then looked back at Meng Fu and Su Cheng: "Thats it."
Su Cheng wore a mask, followed Meng Fu with low eyes, nodded, "Go in first."
As soon as the three of them entered, the person standing by the door recognized them. Treating the person who was stuffed in by the master's father, the crew was very respectful: "Ms. Meng and Mr. Su. Come to the lounge with me first. , The previous one is still auditioning."
Here, in the auditioning office, Director Gao and the planner are sitting in their seats. In front of a woman who just finished the audition, Director Gao has a satisfied look on her face, with a gentle expression, "Jiang Li, you performed well, go back. Wait for my notice."
Jiang Li was also a person who auditioned for the crew. When the director said that, she knew it was 80% done. She laughed and nodded, "Thank you, director."
Then politely say goodbye to the directors and planners and leave.
She went out, and the planner next to Gao Dao came in from outside, with some information in her hand, and turned her head towards Dao Dao: "She's here."
This she is naturally talking about the female artist who invested in her father.
The smile on Gao Dao's face converged, and he stretched out his hand, took over the information in the planner's hand, and flipped through it.
The plan brought in Meng Fu's information.
Meng Fu's information has always been simple.
A member of "Best Idol", aged 18...
looks good, but has almost no acting experience.
Seeing that she was coming out of a talent show, Gao Dao lost interest in an instant. Now anyone can come to film.
Gao Dao turned a page, and he was too lazy to turn it down again. He shook his head and threw the information forward without further reading. He just leaned back in his chair with excitement: "Let her come in for an audition."