I Can See Probability

"you…"

Jiang Wenxuan looked at the comparison of the standard answers, until now, the suspicion in his heart really turned into surprise.

This test paper is unopened, so there is no possibility of cheating.

The only thing that can be explained is that Chen Jing really did it by his own strength.

"How did you do it?" Jiang Wenxuan asked in disbelief.

He considers himself to be the best mathematician in the class, but if it were him, it would be impossible to complete all the multiple-choice questions in one minute and have all the correct answers.

Chen Jing raised his chin slightly and looked at the clouds in the sky, "This is the difference between genius and mediocrity."

"You... nonsense, last time you took the final exam, you were clearly ranked so behind." Jiang Wenxuan certainly refused to admit that the other party was a genius.

"Do you understand Zangzhuo? You always use your grades to show off. That's something only children do."

Chen Jing didn't plan to say more, "If there is nothing else, I'll leave first. If you're reluctant to give money, that's fine."

"I... Whoever said I was reluctant to give it, I... I'll give it to you." Even if Jiang Wenxuan was reluctant, he didn't want to give the impression of going back on his word in front of Lu Yanyan.

So, gritted his teeth, he transferred 4,000 yuan to Chen Jing via WeChat.

"Heh, then I'll accept it with a smile." Chen Jing's cell phone dinged, and the 4,000 yuan was successfully credited. With a wave of his hand, he left with the two of them.

When he got home, he found that his father, Chen Yiyuan, hadn't come back, and his mother was busy again, greeting a few scattered customers in the restaurant.

She probably felt that after the debt was repaid, no one would make trouble in the restaurant again, so Xu Yanlan, who couldn't be free, started to open again.

This time, because of the car accident, the Chen family lost so much money, and Xu Yanlan had no other idea.

More money and less money, in their hearts, it is not the most important thing. What they value most is that the family can live a peaceful and stable life.

Several times, Chen Jing wanted to tell his parents that he had won the big prize, because in this case, the parents would not have to work so hard.

However, he also knew that a craftsman's craftsmanship is not just for making a living.

Especially for people like his parents who have been in the restaurant for more than ten years, even if they know that the family has so much money, it is estimated that they will not stop.

Many customers are regular customers, and some are regular customers in the past ten years.

This restaurant has become a brand and feeling in the hearts of many people.

Similarly, it is the trace and persistence of Chen Yiyuan and Xu Yanlan who took root and survived in this city.

'If my mother knew that Zhang's father and son demanded another 300,000 yuan for the operation, she'd probably have a headache again? ’

Chen Jing sat down at the table next to him. He didn't plan to say anything about his trip to the hospital.

He just raised his head and shouted, "Beauty, here's a bowl of beef noodles."

"Wait a minute."

Xu Yanlan, who was in the back kitchen, first responded, then looked up and saw that it was her son, she couldn't help laughing and scolding: "You kid didn't come to help when he came back, why didn't you go to school? What are you doing back here? ?"

Chen Jing walked over to help and said, "Anyway, I took a day off, so I won't go in the afternoon at all."

"How does this work? Your father's affairs are basically all right now. You can't delay your studies here."

"It's only for one day, and it can't be delayed. Besides, there is no class in the afternoon, and it's the same for me to review at home."

"Since that's the case, then hurry up and eat, and give Miss Song a portion of Sanxian noodles after eating."

"Miss Song? Sister Yuchen?"

"Yes."

"Alright then, I'll send it to her."

Chen Jing looked at a packed lunch box next to the counter, thinking that it should be hers, so she carried it and ran out.

"Hey, eat it yourself and then send it." Xu Yanlan shouted from behind.

"I'll come back to eat after delivery."

After Chen Jing finished speaking, he ran away without a trace.

Delivering noodles to Sister Yuchen is what he usually looks forward to the most.

Sister Yuchen is also a regular customer of their family. She has known their family for two or three years. She especially likes the three fresh noodles at Chenji Restaurant, so she will ask this side to send her a copy from time to time.

She is 26 years old this year, with a height of 1.71. She is beautiful and has a good figure.

Moreover, he can draw and dance, and his temperament is noble and elegant. Most importantly, there is a sense of intellectual beauty.

Every time Chen Jing saw her, he couldn't help but get nervous.

He knew that what he liked was an intellectual young lady like Song Yuchen.

Because of this, after he found out that Lu Yanyan actually liked him, he didn't feel anything other than surprise.

After all, in his heart, Lu Yanyan's youthful type was far less attractive than Song Yuchen's slightly mature type.

'The only pity is that she has a fiancé. ’

Ever since Chen Jing got to know her, every time she ordered San Xian noodles, whenever Chen Jing had time, he basically sent them over.

So, after going back and forth, I also got to know her a little bit.

I also met her fiancé several times.

Chen Jing didn't know what her fiance did, but he only knew that he drove a Bentley. Younger and more gold.

Today, this black Bentley is parked downstairs in her house again. It seems that her fiancé is here again.

"pity…"

Chen Jing felt a pity again, because if Song Yuchen was alone at home, then he could, as always, take the opportunity to stay and chat with her before leaving.

But today, obviously not.

Taking the elevator upstairs, it was Song Yuchen who opened the door for him. UU reading www. uukanshu.com

Today, she is wearing a white chiffon shirt, a hip-covered skirt, and gray stockings.

Fair skin, beautiful luster, with a natural light blush on the cheeks.

Seeing Chen Jing's arrival, she was very happy.

"Yeah, it was delivered so quickly, that's great, give it to me." She reached out and picked it up.

Chen Jing said, "Sister Yuchen, let me put it on the table for you. Don't burn your hands when it's just out of the pot."

Song Yuchen looked at the steaming lunch box and accepted his kindness: "Thank you then."

As soon as he entered the door, the familiar decoration came into Chen Jing's eyes.

The layout of her home is very simple, with paintings hanging around the walls.

It is not a Western oil painting, but a traditional ink painting.

The man in his 30s in a suit and tie was indeed here.

He held a painting in his hand, which had just been unfolded and placed on the easel.

As for Chen Jing's arrival, he just said to Song Yuchen, "Yuchen, this is the surprise I want to bring you."

The painting is spread out, it is a turquoise painting.

The ancient pines are vigorous and the rocks are thick.

"This is the real work of Xu Yang, a court painter in the Qing Dynasty." He said with a slightly raised corner of his mouth.

"Ah? Xu Yang?" Song Yuchen has always been a painting addict. One second he was attracted to the food, and the next second he heard that it was Xu Yang's real work, and immediately walked towards the painting scroll with glowing eyes.

Chen Jing didn't know anything about Xu Yang or Xu Yang, but he didn't think Zhang Daqian and Qi Baishi were as famous as Zhang Daqian or Qi Baishi.

The real work of court painter Xu Yang?

Just as this question appeared in his heart, suddenly, in front of his eyes, the red font appeared again.

——The accuracy rate is 0%!

fake!

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