The Mysterious Heiress: Researcher In Disguise

The reporter's expression changed slightly.

The gate of No. 1 Middle School.

Director Liu heaved a sigh of relief.

He Ming glanced at the reporter who asked the question, "Guanghui Daily? Is your newspaper dissatisfied with the little comrades praised by the people in the report, or the little heroes praised by the official website of the National Military Center?"

Two big hats were buttoned down.

Whether it is the People's Report or the official website of the military center, they are all official websites affiliated with state agencies.

Guanghui Daily is just a marketing account, set up by a small magazine, and it can't even rank in City A.

Don't talk about confronting the national official website, even if he is confronting He Ming, he doesn't have the confidence.

A No. 1 Middle School in City A has nearly 3,000 students from the first year of high school to the third year of high school.

I can't say all of them, but basically most of the students maintain a fanatical liking for Fu Zhi on the basis of no opinion.

It's a bit like chasing stars.

The reporter from Guanghui waved his hands again and again, and the cold sweat on his forehead fell down with a "swish": "No, Guanghui's attitude is highly consistent with that of the people. It's just a live questioning session. I want to be more careful! "

It's winter in City A, and it's not warm early in the morning. It snowed a few days ago, and the school organized snow shoveling, piling up small snow mountains everywhere.

Ye Jiu stood beside Fu Zhi, her long legs were straight, her blue school uniform was blown by the wind, and a few snowflakes fell on his shoulders, making her even more chilly, with clear and cold features.

Hearing this, he chuckled lightly, and did not expose his face, "The moment you open your mouth, you're an old fool."

Guanghui Daily: "..." letter on the wall, I have to learn about it forever.

"The Guanghui Daily is not willing to conduct interviews here, but our Huiyue Daily is willing! I hope the school will give us a chance! We admire the teachers, the education of the students, and the excellence of Ms. Fu in No. 1 Middle School. Do a candid interview with your school and students and send it out!"

"Go, go, go! Huiyue, you have to be ashamed, we Chaoyang Daily were the first to come to the scene! If we want to do an exclusive interview, we have to do it first!"

"Our Huaxi newspaper is also very willing to interview Ms. Fu and No. 1 Middle School!"

"Comrade Fu Zhi, take a look at the camera!"

The reporters from several parties talked to each other, and even quickly started pushing and shoving them, and they were directly pushed to the corner by the rhythmic Guanghui reporter.

Fu Zhi looked at the camera in cooperation.

The Guanghui reporter's face turned purple with anger, and he tried to rush back to the front-line filming territory, but was stopped by other newspaper reporters, "Editor Xu, we are all out to improve performance, you dig a hole for No. 1 Middle School, and annoyed No. 1 Middle School It doesn’t matter if you don’t have a brain, when Yizhong and Fu Zhi will anger our other newspapers because of you and refuse to accept our reports, then the performance of the brothers this year will not meet the standard!”

The reporter of Guanghui Daily fell to the ground while pushing and shoving the camera on his shoulder.

Fragments.

The editor-in-chief of Brilliance turned dark, stomped his feet, and glanced at his colleagues around him.

The world is hot and cold! People are not old! It's hard to guard against!

He flicked his sleeves, turned around, picked up the camera, drove, and drove away.

——

The on-site interview and photo taking took less than half an hour.

Director Liu didn't know where he got the sponsorship, so he turned on the drone for a ride, and took aerial photos in the sky.

In the class of twenty-one.

Since Fu Zhi came back in such a high-profile form, there was an endless stream of people asking for autographs to chat with Fu Zhi that day.

Fu Zhi doesn't talk much and likes to play games, so Song Fang and Wang Yupang Sports Committee will take care of her.

Class 21 rearranged the seats.

Moved Fu Zhi and Su Xing to the window.

Fu Zhi had been gone for about two weeks, but he stepped forward, raised his hand to sweep the table lightly, raised his hand, and the fingertips were extremely clean.

The textbooks and books were arranged extremely neatly. Of course, on top of these books, there were a few more exercise books that she had no impression of.

As for the desks, the snail girl Su Xing must have sorted them out correctly.

Fu Zhi put the phone aside, picked up an exercise book, turned it up and down, and asked, "Is this from the school?"

Su Xing was called to the office by Director Liu and asked about cheerleading this morning.

Song Fang, who was not far away, had a stiff expression, then scratched his head, and glanced around, "Ah, this, I wanted to buy it before, but Wu Zhiyou loved you and sent the exercise book."

Wu Zhiyou?

She is very good, what exercise book to give to Class 21?

Fu Zhi asked Song Fang, "After I left, No. 1 Middle School, and you, did anything happen that I don't know about?"

Her position with the Wu family is doomed. It is impossible for her to have much contact with Wu Zhiyou.

Fu Zhi took out another new exercise book from the desk, and prepared to return Wu Zhiyou's gift.

She lowered her head and didn't see the flash across Song Fang's face, she became even more stiff, and even the boys around her felt a little unspeakable.

"It's nothing." Song Fang blinked his eyes, "What can be the matter, it's the end of the semester, and everyone is busy studying."

Fu Zhi raised his eyes, ready to explore the emotion in his eyes.

At this time, Ma Mingquan was holding a stack of red pennants and various framed certificates, and pressed them all on Fu Zhi's desk.

Ma Mingquan took all the certificates from the province, city, country, and foreign countries that had been mailed to Fu Zhi.

Basically everything, good people and good deeds.

Of course, there are also some three good students who were newly selected for Fu Zhi's extraordinary selection recently.

The gold content is still quite large.

The surrounding students stared straight at them, and let out a "wow"

Fu Zhi looked at the stack of certificates and pennants with a bit of distaste, which gave her a space that was not rich, and brought a blow that made things worse.

Ma Mingquan patted Fu Zhi on the shoulder, "How is it? Classmate Fu Zhi, you have become a god now! Come on, tell us a few words about your feelings! Especially after seeing these certificates and pennants."

Everyone looked at Fu Zhi eagerly.

Fu Zhi, "It's better to send money."

"..."

"!!!!!!"

They knew that Sister Zhi was studying to overcome poverty!

Fu Zhi pinched his eyebrows, he didn't know where to put all these messy certificates and awards.

So I discussed with Ma Mingquan, "In the future, if there is such an opportunity, I will apply to Song Fang and the others."

Song Fang was very grateful and moved, with tears in his eyes: "Sister Zhi..."

"After all, they don't have anything on their desks, and there's a lot of room to spare."

Song Fang: "..."

As a contemporary high school student, I really have been connoted to thank you!

But then again, others really don't come late, don't leave early, study hard, make progress every day, and actively participate in various activities organized by the class, which may not be the kind of award for three good students.

Fu Zhi didn't like it!

If it were Director Liu, he would have to tear his face apart on the spot, and he would have to teach Fu Zhi well, but after all, only Ma Mingquan was present.

Ma Mingquan took a sip of green tea and patted the table with satisfaction, "That's right, don't take pleasure in things and don't take sorrow in yourself, worry about the world's worries first, and enjoy the world's joys later, life is not satisfactory, don't take fame and fortune too much Heavy!"

Everyone: "...Old Ma, it's not that Sister Zhi doesn't look down on fame and wealth, she just wants to make money."

Ma Mingquan waved his hand.

"Okay, study and study, Fu Zhi, after you finish this game, the principal will look for you, remember to come with me."

Everyone: "..."

Shock! In the third year of high school, a class teacher asked the students not to delay playing games because they met the principal!

Is this moral depravity or the immaturity of human nature!

Already back in class, Fu Zhi gave the game to Su Xing, and followed Ma Mingquan to the principal's office.

"Zhizhi?! You went back to City A yesterday, right? How do you feel going to school today? Is your body able to take it?"

Passing by with the lesson plans, I saw Ma Mingquan's teachers in the physics group, who were particularly eager to meet Fu Zhi.

"It's going to be the joint entrance exam for the seven schools soon. We said a few days ago that we were afraid that if you stayed abroad for too long, our school's joint entrance examination results would not be outstanding!"

"Guyuan No. 1 Middle School has been stabilizing our No. 1 No. 1 No. 1 No. 1 No. 1 No. 1 No. 1 No. 1 No. 1 No. 1 No. 1 Middle School in various grades. Back then, they used a few top students in the school to ridicule No. 1 No. 1 No. 1 Provincial No. 1 No. 1 Middle School of our school for several years in a row."

"It's more than that. The average score of each class in the school over there is about 0.56 higher than our school."

"The teachers are worried that you won't come back for the exam!"

"Your teacher Ma is in the office, and you still talk about it every day, saying that you miss you!"

Because when you go to the principal's office, you must go through the physics group.

A few teachers with lesson plans started and sat in the physics group. When they heard the voice, several other teachers who had no class had to come out and talk to Fu Zhi.

Only Qian Wenrui had an ugly face.

It's just uncomfortable and annoying.

In her world, it seemed that every sound would be interpreted by her as that others treated her decisively and mistook pearls for fish to ridicule and look down on her.

The attitudes of these teachers are full of kindness, and the smiles on their faces never fade away.

It seemed that Fu Zhi was the student they had single-handedly brought up.

Fu Zhi's lazy expression froze, and he was serious and serious, "For the entrance exam, our class 21 has a bet on us. Every student can win glory for the school, and we will never hold back!"

The other teachers nodded when they remembered this.

In the past, they certainly wouldn't have believed that Class 21 would not hold back, but now that there are so many bosses, making up lessons for Class 21 might really change their fate!

Ma Mingquan glanced at the time, and then embarrassedly interrupted the conversation of several people, "The principal is pressing, so I will take Fu Zhi there first."

"Ah, the principal is looking for Fu Zhi? Then go!"

As soon as they heard that the school's principal Ouyang was waiting for them, of course these teachers would not waste any more time.

Ma Mingquan sent Fu Zhi to the principal's office.

Ma Mingquan didn't go in. When Fu Zhi pushed open the door, Ouyang Feng had already prepared high-quality black tea for her. He pointed to the chair opposite and reminded her, "Sit."

Ouyang Feng's eyes were deep, but it could be seen that he was very happy about Fu Zhi's return to school.

After all, Fu Zhi took half of the opponent's gun design.

Sit upright.

"I called you here today to talk to you about the design drawings I gave you earlier, to see your study progress, and secondly, to hear the news from above. This year, there will be two places for recommendation in the first middle school. Don't want to take the college entrance examination?"

It's interesting to ask whether you want to or not.

If it is other students, they will basically choose to recommend, unwilling to sprint to the final stage, and work hard.

But the opponent's Fu Zhi.

Ouyang Feng knew that this matter was not difficult for her.

"One of these two quotas is recommended by Tsinghua University, and the other is recommended by Renda University." Ouyang Feng said with a look of seeing through everything: "Are you going to be admitted to Tsinghua University in the future?"

Fu Zhi nodded, "I'm going to make do at Tsinghua University first."

Ouyang Feng: "..."

Maybe he didn't look like that.

Fu Zhi's thoughts are really aloof.

Fu Zhi noticed Ouyang Feng's strange expression, and changed the subject: "The design drawing you gave me last time, I have two small points that I didn't understand clearly."

"Only two dots?"

Ouyang Feng was startled.

Fu Zhi's learning ability was beyond his expectation. And according to his plan, this year's Ouyang family's firearms design training, Fu Zhi will not get a ranking if he goes there.

But now...he might have to reconsider.

Just as he was thinking.

Fu Zhi picked up the pen and paper, and drew a simple sketch, "Here, this part, and this part, should be developed by you. I haven't seen clearly the principle of its composition."

Ouyang Feng wanted Fu Zhi to be a teacher.

This is a trick, make a request, and then help Fu Zhi answer it.

At this time, the mobile phone next to the desk rang suddenly. The ringing came one after another, very quickly, and the other party seemed to be in a hurry.

Fu Zhi looked at Ouyang Feng who was frowning, and made a gesture of asking, "You are busy first, I am not in a hurry."

It was Ouyang Yue who called.

After the phone call was connected, the other party immediately said a few words and switched to a WeChat video call.

"The group of students from Ouyang's family who entered the forbidden area were wiped out, and the smart beasts in the forbidden area rioted again. I have sent the video to you, but the communication equipment in the forbidden area is not very good, and many details cannot be captured. "

The teenager in the video has resisted the heavy burden of the Fuxing family at a young age, "The smart beasts in the forbidden area can't be locked up. I'm afraid they will rush out soon, and they will have to be destroyed at that time."

He smiled wryly: "Senior Ouyang Zhui, you really left a lot of trouble to take revenge on Ouyang's family."

During the prosperous period of the Ouyang family, it was Ouyang Chuan who exchanged the drafts of the design and the family with a foreign surname in exchange for high profits. The Ouyang family only regarded him as a tool in exchange for profits.

Ouyang Zhui's life is legendary enough, but his most powerful thing is not the design of firearms, but the research on AI intelligence that is unknown to outsiders.

The Ouyang family is used to transport special materials and protect the safety of some big bosses. The mechanical beasts researched by Ouyang Zhuo already have the ability to attack and can replace humans to better complete tasks.

only--

After Ouyang Chuan died, these mechanical beasts lost control.

From the most trusted partner to a beast that will attack anyone who sees the Ouyang family.