Fast time travel: the sick villain pretends to be kind

"Sister Zhang!"

A middle-aged woman's voice came from outside the fence.

Everyone looked over, and following the dim light, they could see the face of the person who came—the neighbor, Mrs. Song.

"I steamed buns with pork and cabbage. Sister-in-law Zhang took them for guests to try!"

"No need." Zhang Ruying quickly refused.

Usually no one has given them food or anything, but now they are sending steamed stuffed buns, maybe there is some kind of intention.

"Sister-in-law Zhang, do you take me as an outsider?"

Zhang Ruying didn't know how to refuse for a while, and was a little embarrassed.

"Ms. Song, I bought a lot of bread in the city today. The steamed stuffed buns are a waste if you can't eat them. Take them back." Yici took a box from Lu Ji's hand and shook it at Mrs. Song.

Sister-in-law Song curled her lips and came back disappointed. She rushed home with the steamed stuffed bun and slammed the steamed stuffed bun on the table.

"People bought bread, and looked down on our buns!"

Sister-in-law Song was furious, and slapped her own daughter, "Why don't you fight for it? It's all a girl's film, why are you a loser?"

"Why can't you get the first place in the exam? Why don't the big shots from the capital come to our house?"

"Losing goods!"

The girl covered her face, lowered her head, tears fell on the ground, and remained silent.

Seeing this, Mrs. Song was so angry that she kicked her daughter, "You can't beat a fart with three sticks, you can't speak, and your brain is not good. Let me see what you can do in the future!"

The girl still bowed her head, crying in a hoarse voice, not daring to resist or move.

Hot red marks burned on his face.

The stove made a hissing sound, transmitting heat to the small cabin.

"Student Zhou, we are from Beijing University, from the College of Agricultural Science and Technology. These are all excellent teachers and scientific research teams in our college."

Mr. Zhou introduced gently, pointing his finger at the young man who was either gentle and elegant, or capable and refined.

"We have heard about your ideals. The school appreciates your abilities and has considered admitting you early. We are here today to hear your opinions."

"Student Zhou Yici, are you willing to accept the admission quota from Peking University?"

Generally speaking, some schools have places to submit, but the universities will not recruit them in person.

Yici realizes that Beijing University attaches great importance to her, and has further ideas.

"Mr. Zhou, take a look at this draft first, and then I will talk about my conditions."

Yici took out a ten-page draft from the army-green messenger bag. The collision of bright red and army-green was so out of harmony among the trendy yet simple crowd of people in the capital.

Zhang Ruying rolled her eyes with guilt: "..."

He was thinking about buying some clothes for Yici.

Why was she so blind that she didn't see that her daughter was pretty?
After handing the draft paper to Elder Zhou, Yici waited for a while.

The Zhou family and his wife were not used to being quiet, they were fidgeting as if they were waiting for the verdict to be pronounced.

Zhou Lao went from calm to flushed, took deep breaths and did it again and again, and then reluctantly raised his head from the draft paper.

It sounded like a bell.

"it is good!"

"Okay!"

"Hua Country is really lucky to have a talent like you!"

"To be so smart at such a young age is simply a gift from God!"

Yi Ci pursed her lips in silence.

It made her scalp tingle.

With so many worlds in circulation, and her talent is different from ordinary people, it is not surprising to come up with these things.

To her, Elder Zhou's compliment was like praising an adult who can take out the trash by himself...

Although the Zhou family's parents didn't know what happened or what was on the dozen or so draft papers, the praise from the big man was enough to make them ecstatic.

"My little friend, feel free to mention it. Even if I can't make the decision, I can report it directly and try my best to meet it." Zhou Lao's face was ruddy.

The young people sitting on small benches behind them looked at each other, unable to understand the change of Mr. Zhou's address and why he was so indulgent towards Yici.

Even though he was the number one student in the college entrance examination, Mr. Zhou never called him 'little friend', nor did he say that he would let the other party make any request.

"I don't think I need to waste time and follow the rules of the university courses."

Elder Zhou was stunned, "What do you mean, little friend?"

"One month, I finished my university courses, inspected me, and awarded me a degree certificate and graduation certificate after I passed." Yici continued, "Then I will study for a master's degree and a doctorate degree. I want to study and study at my own pace. experiment."

She really didn't want to waste four years.

"I can decide this matter." Elder Zhou gritted his teeth, "The condition is that you are under my sect."

He had a hunch that she was not Fang Zhongyong, she was a turning point.

He has his own selfishness, and he hopes that he will personally participate in this grand change.

It is not in vain that he was born in this land, nor is it in vain that he has been in Beijing University for many years.

"it is good."

Mr. Zhou held the thin draft paper in his hand, reluctant to put it down, and asked in a tone of anticipation, "Can I take this design draft with me?"

"can."

Yici's face is calm, in Zhou's eyes, she is neither arrogant nor impetuous, a great talent!

It was getting late, Zhou Lao and the others also knew that the Zhou family had no place for them to stay, so they took their leave and left.

When Mr. Zhou left, Zhang Ruying and Zhou Damu took some dried sweet potatoes that they had dried and stuffed them for them, thanking them for their attention to Yici.

The kindness is hard to turn down, Mr. Zhou and the others accepted it, smiling even more from ear to ear.

A few members of the Zhou family stood at the door, watching the backs of Mr. Zhou and the others become increasingly blurred.

In the car.

Mr. Zhou took out the dried sweet potato, took a bite, chewed it, it was firm, and the more he chewed, the sweeter it became.

He couldn't help boasting, "This sweet potato is so much better than the ones sold in the city."

"That's right, this is made by our little junior sister's mother herself. Can it be sweet?" The young man adjusted the frame of the mirror, and smiled to debunk Zhou's old saying.

Elder Zhou smiled and squinted, "Slippery!"

Then, Mr. Zhou smiled and shook his head, gloating, "Don't look at Xiao Ci as your junior sister, she is more capable than me, an old man. From now on, maybe the whole school will have to listen to your junior sister."

"Little Junior Sister is still better than you?" The young man smiled, "Teacher, Junior Junior Sister is still young, so don't belittle yourself."

"Ha ha."

Elder Zhou glared at the young man, and handed him the draft paper he took from Yici, "Oh, take a look, don't keep your eyes above the top, old man, I am also a frog at the bottom of the well!"

The young man realized something was wrong, and had a bold idea in his heart, but he felt it was ridiculous, until he flipped through the draft paper, his face became more and more serious the more he looked at it.

"Teacher, she...is she smart enough to lead a scientific research team by herself?"

"That's not true." Mr. Zhou shook his head, "I don't know some of the chemical symbols mentioned in her, but you can see the result, it's all right, that is to say, the result of our calculation is no problem, but she found our The principles that have not been noticed, these principles are likely to be the most difficult points for us to break through other projects."

"Is she... little junior sister too good?" The young man couldn't help asking, "Is she really a high school student?"