The Mysterious Heiress: Researcher In Disguise

Go to school the next day. The morning class is a big class together in the great hall.

The teacher who gave the lecture was Nian Feiyuan, the grade director at Hangyuan.

It has been a week or so since the exchange between the two schools. Since it is an exchange and discussion, Hangyuan has to show some real skills to teach the students of No. 1 Middle School.

At seven o'clock in the morning, the school requires all students in the third grade to go to the lecture together.

Fu Zhi, Ye Jiu and his group chose a seat at the back. As soon as they arrived at the venue, Wu Zhiyou, who was not far away, ran over with a pen and paper, with a domineering expression on his face, but a slightly disturbed tone: "That , I really didn’t expect you to be Bai Yu, but you are both a science student, and I don’t compete with you. I will definitely work hard in our contest! Then, I really like your book... You signed it for others. Why don't you give me your autograph too?"

Fu Zhi looked up at her. The two schools are still competitive in nature. Logically, Wu Zhiyou should always restrain himself under the watchful eyes of everyone, but Wu Zhiyou still went his own way, and said with a straight neck: "What are you looking at? I pre-ordered it." You have too many books, and I am not allowed to like you!"

Several girls in Hangyuan were observing the movement here, Fu Zhi nodded, and signed seriously with a pen.

"We want it too, can you sign us one? We read your book every day!"

While speaking, several Hangyuan girls gathered around.

The voices of a group of people attracted the attention of students from other classes in No. 1 Middle School. On weekdays, good students from other classes had little contact with Class 21, a class with poor academic performance.

But now that Class 21 has Fu Zhi, gradually, few people say that Class 21 has a bad style of study and that Ma Mingquan's teaching is too poor.

Of course, the most sour thing here is Qian Wenrui, dreaming back at midnight.

She was annoyed and confessed to a problem countless times.

Why does she insist on looking down on Fu Zhi?

What a student, Fu Zhi, who can play musical instruments and literature!

But she insisted on forcing the student away.

Even if you stay in the class, it's better to run a few words when you are bored than to drive someone away and let her get fucked!

But what's the use of saying this now.

Qian Wenrui glanced at Ma Mingquan, who was once again sitting firmly in No. 1 Middle School and No. 1 brother with Fu Zhi, and was valued by the school. His heart was so blocked that he couldn't stop it, and his throat was so sweet that he wanted to vomit blood.

Song Fang was amazed, "It's also weird. In the past, no matter what we Zhizhi did, Qian Wenrui would have to say a few words, and roll his eyes no matter how bad it was. Why is he indifferent this time?"

"You still don't understand?" Lu Yumo sighed: "It's probably because I was scared by my sister's ordinary little vest."

A unwilling voice came from not far away, "Is it true that I don't take Bai Yu's identity seriously? I don't know in my heart? The whole world knows she is Bai Yu!"

Alright, from the sound, you can tell that it's the Mu family who can't help but come out and jump.

Song Fang kicked the chair lightly and sneered, "Fucking character design has to be a bit of a fucking character, no better than some people, she has nothing but ugly looks."

"Song Fang, don't go too far!"

"Is this too much? Why is this too much? It's because I'm too good-tempered to throw face at you so that you mistakenly think that I don't hit women anymore? Why don't you jump out all day and night under the guise of helping Lu Chuwan, right? Time is better to think about it, is it because of your mouth that Mu's company has lost orders one after another recently!"

The Mu family has indeed been very unlucky recently. The company that originally made the original order terminated the contract one after another through various routes, and the company it invested in was sued in court because it could not provide funds for the time being.

All the reasons are because Fu Zhi asked a TV reporter to supervise Father Mu's donation of over 100 million yuan, and the Mu family's misfortune also started after the last banquet.

Mu Changqing only begged that after the donation of 100 million yuan is over, don't let it go in vain, and stabilize the image of the Mu family in the hearts of the people, so as to restore the situation of the Mu family's stock plummeting.

Mu Chenxi's eyes were reddened by Song's anger, "This is class, I won't quarrel with you, just wait for me!"

Song Fangyun said calmly: "It's not like seventeen years of cerebral hemorrhage that I can't tell this kind of pretense. Really, I can't do it without a year."

Mu Chenxi: "..."

*

And at this moment, on stage.

Ouyang Ya noticed that Fu Zhi was sitting with a group of boys, and sneered, shamelessly!

It's really time for Mrs. Huo to see clearly what kind of daughter-in-law she is looking for.

Just as he was thinking, the phone on the table rang suddenly, and his gloomy expression improved a bit.

She got up, went to the corner to answer the phone, and after confirming, she went forward and said something to Director Liu, and saw Director Liu hurriedly got up, followed behind Ouyang Ya to pick up someone.

The person who came was Canglang, the hacker assigned to Ouyang Ya by the Ouyang family.

As the saying goes, there is a specialization in the art industry. Several upper-class children from the inner sect of Ouyang's family are all majoring in firearm design, and they are very talented in firearm design, but they are naturally deficient in other aspects.

Canglang is a master hired by the elders of the Ouyang family from the International Hacking Alliance with a lot of money.

In the past few days, he will work with Ouyang Ya to assist him.

On the stage, Nian Feiyuan gave an impassioned speech on chemical problems, and looked at Fu Zhi from time to time.

Some time ago, the shadow of Fu Zhi's "slap" slap in the face due to Hangyuan's repeated mistakes was always engraved on the apex of Nian Feiyuan's heart.

It's okay for Fu Zhi to sleep on the table, but every time she looks up, Nian Feiyuan is really scared...

I was afraid that if he made a mistake in some knowledge point, Fu Zhi would point it out and be ridiculed by the crowd.

Days like this are like years, and Nian Feiyuan has really forgotten that he was also an outstanding teacher who was once a little bully and won the third place in the chemistry competition.

This person is prone to stuttering when he is nervous, and he doesn't know where to put his hands when he stumbles.

Fu Zhi got up from his seat, Nian Feiyuan staggered, his hands on the podium were trembling, "Same, classmate, what's wrong? Me, what did I say wrong, or I'll pick and choose again Just a moment, you, you..."

The atmosphere in the hall became tense for a moment, and the teachers from the chemistry group of the third year of senior high school unconsciously took out a pen and paper to record useful information.

"Director Liu was playing games on the computer before, and the computer crashed once. With the mouse in your hand, don't mess with the software below, the system will crash. Also, I have an important file, and I want to ask for leave to go out and get it. OK?"

Everyone: "..."

Nian Feiyuan: "..."

Ah, it turned out that I was not wrong!

Nian Feiyuan let out a long sigh of relief, raised his hand, and inadvertently touched the mouse. He wiped the sweat from his forehead, "Ask for leave and go out for a trip? All right!"

After a pause, he said cautiously, "How long are you going to go out? Can you try to make it so that you don't come back for this class? Also, I think you really want to sleep in my class. Is it because my voice is affecting you? , do you want me to buy you some sleep/sleep/medicine, and you can take a bottle?" Don't get up for a while, and you will show him a cerebral thrombosis.

Eat a bottle and don't come back?

Who is this going to send away?

Fu Zhi: "...No, you are too polite."

Nian Feiyuan: "It should be!"

Fu Zhi: "???"

Fu Zhi stopped greeting Nian Feiyuan, and just went out to get the documents, when he saw Ouyang Ya and Director Liu leading a man straight to the main entrance of the auditorium.

The man was dressed in a black windbreaker, with a pale face and a weakness that had not seen the sun all year round. He had black-rimmed glasses and slender fingertips holding a mobile phone. His brows and eyes exuded a bit of aloofness and self-confidence, and he had an attitude of looking down on the common people.

Director Liu grabbed Fu Zhi who was about to run out of the school, "What time is it? What time are you telling me that you are going to skip class?! Do you still have Wang Fa in your eyes!"

"No," Fu Zhi said, "after all, he died early in the morning."

Also, I have to correct it, "Xiao Liu, I will go out to get a document, and if I stay in the hall for a second longer, Nian Feiyuan will be crying and delaying her other students' class."

All right, it's not skipping class, Director Liu's complexion is better, he pulled in Fu Zhi's direction, "By the way, you go later, I will introduce someone to you."

Director Liu pulled Fu Zhi towards the man, "This is a member of the International Hacker Alliance and a friend of Miss Ouyang."

He motioned for Fu Zhi to say hello.

Fu Zhi glanced in the direction Director Liu pointed.

Member of Hacking League.

Fu Zhi read these words again in his heart.

Then, nod.

Ouyang Ya who was standing beside the man sneered, not very satisfied.

This dissatisfaction refers to Fu Zhi's attitude.

Generally speaking, question marks between elders and peers are like nodding.

And Fu Zhi, what is his identity, just such a neutral attitude?

She glanced at Director Liu, whose smile was condensed, "Are the students in your school not very polite?"

Fu Zhi: "How do you want me to be polite? Bend down and reach out to say hello?"

She glanced in the man's direction, and it was obvious that there was deep disdain and ridicule in the man's eyes.

It was clear that he didn't pay attention to the small students in this small city, small school, and small school.

In fact, in the eyes of men, he already has this status, so why should he know other country bumpkins besides Ouyang Ya's employer.

The man sneered and said condescendingly: "There is no need to be polite, I don't shake hands with strangers, and I won't waste time on such meaningless things, Miss Ouyang, go in, don't talk nonsense with this kind of person."

"That's just right," Fu Zhi said honestly, "You can't bear my 'politeness' to you."

man:"???"

Is this world fantasy?

What kind of nonsense did he hear? !

Does this redneck know who he is?

Fu Zhi said in Director Liu's direction, "I'm going first."

After she finished speaking, she turned and left without hesitation.

Ouyang Ya was taken aback, seemingly in disbelief, "What does she mean?"

Director Liu subconsciously said: "Maybe it's because I don't really want to know him, and I don't think much of him..."

Ouyang Ya: "..."