After Rebirth, I Am the White Moonlight of All The Big Brothers

"Teacher, hand in the papers."

The four words are like a spell, which happened in the morning and happened again in the afternoon.

Everyone in the exam room stared at her like a monster.

At this time, it was exactly 1:18, and it was not even 20 minutes before the exam started.

If the written test in the morning is a memory test, there are many people who submit papers in advance, but the computer test in the afternoon is not so easy.

In particular, the difficulty of the exam questions this year seems to be much greater than last year, and the naked eye can see the difficulty.

In this case, a pervert actually finished it in 18 minutes?

Most people's first reaction is - how is that possible?

Second reaction: Can't do self-defeating?

Among them, Lin Yuan and Ke Ran were included. Thinking of this, the two became more and more focused, wishing they could get full marks on the spot, hehe Jiang Fuyue's face.

No matter what others thought, Jiang Fuyue left the stage quietly after clicking the "Submit" option under the guidance of the invigilator.

After another twenty minutes, Fanye handed in the scroll.

Then Huang Hui and Gao Zhaoming.

The group of four got together again and happily went back to the hotel for dinner.

By the time everyone else finished their exams and were sent back by the bus, the food was already cold.

According to the original plan, after the exam is over, it can be disbanded on the spot, and everyone will go back to their respective homes, but for safety reasons, the organizer will continue for one more night for everyone and leave tomorrow.

Just when everyone was about to book tickets, they suddenly received news that the results will be announced in three days, requiring all candidates not to leave Beijing, and Jieshi will directly announce the shortlist for the summer camp!

"...Did you also receive the news?"

"I just received it, what's the matter? In previous years, the results were obtained in about a month. Three days is too short, right? Are you sure it's not a prank?"

"Everyone has received it, can there be a fake?"

"Does anyone know the inside information? Tell me what's going on now?"

"...I heard that this year's summer camp is going to be a month ahead of schedule, so the organizers are in a hurry to announce the results. Maybe three days later, as soon as the list is confirmed, the closed training will start directly."

"Digging! Do you want to be in such a hurry? I still want to go home and rest for half a month, otherwise the summer vacation will be gone."

"Cut, it's as if you can definitely get in. According to reliable sources, the entry threshold for this year's summer camp will be the highest in the past five years."

"..."

A message sparked a lot of speculation and discussion.

After Jiang Fuyue received it, she immediately quit the ticketing software and transferred it to her family to explain the situation.

"...Then you have to take care of yourself, spend what you need, don't save too much."

"it is good."

After finishing the call, Jiang Fuyue turned off the lights and closed her eyes, and fell asleep.

The next day, the organizer came to the hotel early in the morning to convene everyone to explain the situation: "...these three days are afraid that everyone will be bored, so we organized a tour around the imperial capital, the whole process is free, you can come to me to register later if you want to go. ."

Fan Ye: "Sister Yue, are you going?"

Jiang Fuyue: "Don't go."

"Is that so..." The expression was confused.

Fan Ye wanted to go. She was born on a floating island and grew up on a floating island. This is the first time she has come to the imperial capital. She is full of curiosity, but if she goes alone, it seems to mean nothing...

Fortunately, Huang Hui and Gao Zhaoming are going.

Fan Ye: "Sister Yue, I'm with them!"

"Um."

That afternoon, the group left the hotel and formed a temporary group.

...

The lights are on.

Jiang Fuyue changed her clothes and got into a taxi in the dark.

"Where to?" the driver asked.

Jiang Fuyue lowered the brim of her hat, half of her face was hidden in the shadows, and she couldn't see her expression clearly: "Rose Garden Cemetery."

The back of the driver's neck froze, and he couldn't help looking at the back seat through the mirror. Does this person go to the cemetery at night?

"I'm sorry, I..." He wanted to refuse the ride.

Suddenly, a slender white hand held a hundred-yuan bill and handed it to him, "Is the tip enough?"

"But……"

"The complaint number is posted on your hand."

The driver hesitated: "Then I'll stop at the door and don't drive in."

Jiang Fuyue: "Yes."

Sifang City at night is still congested.

An hour later, the taxi stopped at the entrance of the cemetery.

Jiang Fuyue settled the fare and walked to a nearby flower shop that was about to close, "Madam, a bunch of red roses and a bunch of daisies."

The middle-aged woman was stunned: "You, are you going to enter the garden?"

"Um."

"It's all about this time..." Aren't you afraid?

The moon is dark and the wind is high, and hundreds of ghosts walk at night.

Rao is that she has opened a shop here for more than 20 years, and she does not have the courage.

Jiang Fuyue's tone was calm: "It doesn't matter, do you have any flowers?"

"There are some!" The proprietress couldn't help but looked at her more, but unfortunately, the peaked cap was too much of a hindrance, and only a delicate and fair chin could be seen, "What flowers did you say you wanted?"

"Red roses and daisies."

"Oh, well—" Ugh! The voice stopped abruptly.

The proprietress reacted suddenly: "You want... a red rose?"

Jiang Fuyue nodded: "Is there?"

"Yes, yes..." But to give roses to the deceased, are you sure?

Jiang Fuyue gave the money, took the flowers, turned and walked towards the cemetery.

The proprietress muttered for a while, and the husband who was pulled out of the curtain heard: "What did you say? Talking to herself at night..."

"Hey! Old Xiao, do you still remember that there was a girl who came to us to buy red roses every time."

"Have it?"

"Yes! It's been a long time..." The proprietress fell into memory, "About twenty years ago..."

"Who still remembers such a long time ago, hurry up to close the stall, and when I go back late, my son has to read again..."

The moonlight is bleak, and the night is like water.

Jiang Fuyue walked through the narrow aisle and climbed the steps, surrounded by tombstones arranged in an orderly manner, and the scent of flowers mixed with oil and wax floated in the air.

When the wind blows, it is as faint as nothing.

Eventually, she stopped somewhere, turned around, and faced a tombstone.

To be precise, it should be two pieces, but because they are repaired together and next to each other, it looks like one piece.

She threw down the bunch of daisies, squatted down, placed the roses in front of another monument with both hands, and adjusted the angle.

The slanted daisies and Zhou Zheng's red roses, one is miserable and the other is in full bloom, and the eerie yellow contrasts sharply with the brilliant red.

Jiang Fuyue stood up straight and looked at the yellowed photo on the monument. The beautiful woman's facial features were blurred, leaving only a mottled phantom.

Directly below the photo is engraved -

Wife: Zhao Chuxiu

Next to it is the owner of another tombstone, husband: Lou Yunzhong.

After standing for five minutes, Jiang Fuyue turned and left.

When they went down, a figure was walking up.

The same road is inevitable.

Jiang Fuyue kept her head down, and the brim of her hat covered her entire face. Even acquaintances might not recognize her by the concealment of the night.

But the next second-

"What a coincidence, we met again, Jiang Fuyue." Shen Rin's voiceless voice called out her name word by word.

Jiang Fuyue's footsteps did not stop, as if the other party was not calling her.

The man smiled softly and quickly reached out to grab her...