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

inside the car.

Shen Qiannan held the steering wheel and looked straight ahead, but the corner of his eye fell on Jiang Fuyue from time to time.

The latter was bowing his head and sending a WeChat message to Xie Dingyuan, but unfortunately, there was no reply after more than five minutes.

Called over, the mechanical female voice reminded to shut down.

Jiang Fuyue's eyes were clear.

Suddenly, "The one who blocked you just now was Lou Mingshen?"

"Maybe."

Shen Qiannan frowned, what is this answer?

Jiang Fuyue: "You know him?"

"I have a school-enterprise cooperation project with Lou's Group. I have seen it several times during the meeting."

"Oh."

Shen Qiannan rolled his eyes: "How did you meet him?"

Jiang Fuyue: "I don't know."

"Ah? Then why is he blocking you?"

"I don't know."

Shen Qiannan: "..."

"Tsk, you're quite capable of causing trouble, didn't they say you took something? Cough..." He coughed lightly, "So, did you take it?"

Jiang Fuyue turned her head and glanced at him half-smile: "What do you think?"

Shen Qiannan: "..." How did she kick the ball, and she kicked it back intact.

Go crazy!

"Okay, I don't ask Lou Mingshen, I ask Lao Xie! What's the matter with you and Lao Xie? Why did he suddenly ask me to pick you up? You two... together?"

The last sentence with a bit of cautious probing has exceeded the topic boundary between friends, but Shen Qiannan can't help it, he is curious!

The heart is like a cat scratching, and the brain is wandering.

If he remembered correctly, the intersection between the two was limited to the borrowing of the A1 laboratory, right?

It was he who came forward to negotiate with Xie Dingyuan on behalf of Jiang Fuyue, and finally persuaded him to lend half of it.

At that time, Lao Xie was still reluctant and reluctant.

How long did it take for the two to go to the hotel to open a room? !

grass-

Jiang Fuyue just graduated from high school, how could he do it?

Subconsciously, Shen Qiannan felt that Xie Dingyuan was not such a person.

But the facts are in front of you again...

First of all, Lao Xie called him and asked him to pick him up. This act alone is very abnormal.

When did Lao Xie get into trouble?

hardly.

But this time for a girl?

It wouldn't be strange to be replaced by someone else, Shen Qiannan, but for Xie Dingyuan, who didn't even have a female mosquito by his side, it was unprecedented.

In addition, when Jiang Fuyue checked out just now, two room cards were returned.

This makes one have to think a lot.

Hearing this, Jiang Fuyue raised a smile: "Professor Xie and I..."

Shen Qiannan immediately pricked up his ears.

"you guess?"

"?" He was dumbfounded.

"No... is the little girl teasing me?"

Jiang Fuyue: "Xie Dingyuan didn't tell you?"

"The phone hangs up quickly, and then it's turned off after calling, how can you tell me?"

"Then wait until he is free."

Shen Qiannan: "?" You "seduced" me, but you don't want to be responsible?

"Tell me, or I will lose sleep tonight..."

Jiang Fuyue turned her head to look out the window and smiled: "Here it is."

Shen Qiannan: "..."

"Thank you." After saying that, he pushed the door and got out of the car, went around to the trunk to get his luggage, thanked him again, and then turned to leave.

Shen Qiannan slapped his hands, "I told you to drive so fast! I told you to drive so fast! Smelly claw!"

...

"Yueyue is back——" Han Heng roared and called out the whole family directly.

Han Ke stepped forward to take the luggage and handed it over to the servant: "Have you been working hard all the way? Are you tired?"

Han Shen came out of the study without taking off his glasses: "Didn't you say you'll be back tomorrow? Did you change your schedule?"

Han Qishan called her to the sofa and sat down: "Come, have a cup of tea, and have a rest. Did you have a good time this time?"

Jiang Fuyue answered one by one.

The Han family was very happy this night.

At night, Jiang Fuyue still hadn't received Xie Dingyuan's WeChat reply, and her phone was still turned off.

After resting at home for two days, Jiang Fuyue was still restless and plunged into the laboratory.

The old man sighed: "Yueyue is this to be a female scientist?"

Han Shen thought for a while: "Don't say it, it's really possible."

Han Heng immediately laughed: "Then we Yueyue must be the most beautiful female scientist."

Jiang Fuyue soon started a new research topic, and did not forget to discuss the construction of the laboratory building with Xiaoliu.

She looked at all the drawings, put forward suggestions for revision appropriately, and then discussed with Xiao Liu to see if it was feasible before finalizing the decision.

Instead of saying a word, she has the final say.

Xiaoliu has always known that Jiang Fuyue is very powerful. He usually reads news reports and listens to Hu Ben and Jiang Ke, but he only stays in the "heard" stage and has never experienced it personally.

This time he finally saw it.

First of all, Jiang Fuyue's understanding of the construction industry, from professional knowledge to specific construction, she can say something, and she is right.

Xiao Liu almost thought she had done this, and stupidly asked her which construction sites she had been to.

result……

They just read the professional book for two nights, and checked the relevant news on the Internet by the way.

It turns out that some people really can "strategize" by "talking on paper".

The second is Jiang Fuyue's extreme pursuit of details.

At first, she just described the problem, and Xiao Liu conveyed it to the designer, who then revised the drawings.

It may be because there was an extra narration in the middle, and the revised drawings never satisfied Jiang Fuyue.

Simply communicate directly with the designer, but the effect is still not ideal.

What Jiang Fuyue describes and what the designer draws are completely two things.

In the end she just did it herself - drawing, drawing, paper!

"Ridiculous! Does a layman know the drawing specifications? Can you CAD? Do you know what is the amount of earthwork?" Don't you do it?!"

This is the "talent" that Xiao Liu tried his best to dig from the rival company. He immediately tried to appease him, and then he persuaded the person back.

Then he began to brag about how powerful Jiang Fuyue was, "...Since I've known her until now, there's nothing she wants to do that she can't do!"

The designer sneered, "Mr. Yuan, it's not that I don't believe you, but that you underestimate the professionalism of the construction industry. For a person who has never been in this industry, do you think the drawings she drew can be used?"

Xiao Liu touched his nose: "Draw it first, you can't use it, do you think it works like this? Try it left and right, and you won't have anything to lose."

The designer chuckled lightly, folded his arms and crossed his chest: "Okay, I want to see what a layman can draw!"

As a result, it was slapped in the face the next day.

When the drawing was unfolded, the designer was dumbfounded: "This...is this what she drew?"

The lines are neat, the annotations are clear, and the scale is standardized. After careful inspection, he did not find any professional errors or omissions.

Looking at the effect of the drawings, the orientation and appearance of the revised building have been adjusted, making it more scientific and beautiful.

"It's so perfect..." He couldn't help but marvel, like stroking his lover, stroking the drawings, down to every detail, he couldn't put it down.

Xiao Liu smiled without saying a word.

Anyway, the pain in the face is used to it, and there is a process of adaptation.

After finalizing the details, Jiang Fuyue successfully retired, and the rest was handed over to Xiao Liu to implement it.

...

That night.

Jiang Fuyue came out of the laboratory and drove away from Mingda University, but did not return to Han's house, but drove to the suburbs.

The moon and stars are sparse, and the night is dark.

Outside the Rose Garden Cemetery, the flower shop is preparing to close.

Sudden--

"Are there any roses?"

The proprietress paused, and saw a girl in a peaked cap appear by the window, a loose shirt covering her upper body.

"Huh? It's you! The girl who buys roses every time!"

Jiang Fuyue nodded slightly: "Hello. Is there anything else?"

"There are some, but there are only white roses left, okay?"

"Um."

The proprietress packed it up in two or three times, and added a few more sticks.

Jiang Fuyue: "By the way, take another bunch of daisies."

"Well, I'm so sorry, the daisies are gone."

"That's it."

Jiang Fuyue gave the money, took the flowers, and walked straight to the cemetery.

She went all the way up to Zhao Chuxiu's tomb, brushed off the dust on the stele, and then bent down to put down the rose.

Jiang Fuyue stood quietly in front of the tomb, looking at the still young woman in the photo, and said nothing.

There was a gust of wind, and the branches were rustled.

She turned and left, passing by Lou Yunzhong's tomb, without stopping.

Without the daisies, she didn't even bother to take a second look.

Going up is the tomb of Lou Mingyue.

Jiang Fuyue did not buy flowers, she brought other things.

Reaching out his hand, he took out a roll of inscriptions and a photo from his bag, then he took out his lighter, slap-

ignite.

Seeing that the inscription was swept away by flames, the photo instantly turned to ashes.

Jiang Fuyue turned and left, her back disappearing into the darkness.

When I got home, the three uncles were all in the living room, and the old man hadn't slept yet.

"Yueyue is back?"

"Well. Uncle, why don't you rest?"

Usually this living room is empty.

"Hey," Han Heng rubbed his hands together, "Isn't this waiting for you to come back?"

"Wait for me? Is there something wrong?"

"Come here, sit down and say, drink water first." Han Heng pressed her onto the sofa, sat down, and poured another glass of water into her hand.

Jiang Fuyue looked inexplicable.

"Cough... It's like this. We plan to go with you tomorrow. Do you have any comments?"

After Han Heng finished speaking, the old man, Han Shen, and Han Ke all looked at her nervously.

Jiang Fuyue realized later that school will start tomorrow!

They want to send her to school.

"Okay, I think so, I'm afraid to delay you..."

Han Shen immediately stated: "No delay."

Han Ke also nodded: "I have already asked for a good leave."

Han Heng pulled out his new hat and new mask: "Tomorrow I'm going to wrap my father up so I don't even know it!"

Father Han Qishan: "?"

...

The next day the family had breakfast and set off for school.

Ming University stipulates that freshmen must live on campus.

So this trip went to two cars, the first car was for people, and the second car was loaded with things, including bed sheets, quilts, clothes, daily necessities, and so on.

Jiang Fuyue took a look before getting on the car. Good guy, they are all new and complete, and it took a lot of thought to see them.

What she didn't know was that Han Qishan started buying these things as early as when she received her admission letter and decided to study at Ming University.

It started out as a checklist of the basic things a college student needs to live on campus.

Han Qishan felt that it was too little, and added a lot later, such as full-length mirrors, wall breakers, humidifiers, and so on.

He added one thing when he remembered it, and another thing when he remembered it again. During that time, he never left his pen and paper, so that he could take out what he thought of and write it down at any time.

Han Heng was a little sour, and complained to Han Ke: "Before we went to college and lived on campus, why didn't we see him so attentive and thoughtful? I even bought the quilts myself, so I didn't even dare to think about such things as humidifiers and treadmills. "

Yes, the old man knew that Jiang Fuyue had the habit of exercising in the morning, so he specially bought a treadmill!

He has inquired about it, and Mingda's accommodation conditions are very good, the bedroom is spacious, and there is more than enough to put a treadmill.

Han Ke couldn't help but his eyes were a little hot. While calming Han Heng's emotions, he turned his head and said to Han Shen sourly, "Dad is too serious."

To them is like grass, to the moon and the moon like treasure, I am afraid that there is not enough comprehensiveness.

As an old nature, Han Shen couldn't follow his two younger brothers to coax and persuade him with good words. As for what he was thinking, whether it was sour or sour, only he knew.

At ten o'clock in the morning, two cars drove into Mingda in tandem.

Yes, Mingda not only allows parents to accompany the check-in, but also opens the door to allow vehicles to enter.

On the campus, in order to prevent congestion, security personnel were specially arranged to direct traffic on the spot.

But even so, it was still blocked.

Jiang Fuyue turned her head and looked out the window, seeing all the luxury cars.

Mingda deserves to be the "noble chicken among pheasants".

There is a saying circulating on the Internet: Going to Qiming University and bumping into a boy may be the kind of golden tortoise-in-law your mother likes, just like going to B University and Q University if you randomly bump into a student, it is very likely to be a scholar.

Han Shen sat in the car and saw many acquaintances in the business field.

Occasionally lower the windows to say hello.

After finally driving to the downstairs of the dormitory, several servants got out of the second car and began to carry things inside.

"Yueyue lives in 4-3, Building A, don't make a mistake."

"Be careful not to break anything with fragile items on it."

"Although the school said that the dormitory has been cleaned in advance, it is still not at ease. You will clean it again inside and out."

"and also……"

Han Qishan is like a flower and a butterfly, rushing here and there for a while, running back and forth in a hurry, chatting non-stop.

At this time, a call came to Han Shen's mobile phone.

"Mom? Yes, at Mingda... the second and third are with dad... now? Well, I see."

Han Qishan slowed down when he heard the sound of "Mom", while talking to the servant, he rubbed his ears secretly.

"Cough! Did your mother call?"

Han Shen: "Yeah."

"What did you say?"

"Mom said that she had reserved a private room in Hongsheng Building outside the school, and she had already ordered food. Let's go over to eat when we're done."

The old man rolled his eyes: "She came alone?"

Han Shen: "...No, and Uncle Qin."

Han Qishan's old face darkened instantly.

But in the end he gritted his teeth.

When entering, Shi Qingzhi first embraced Yueyue, and then greeted her three sons separately, but she didn't look at Han Qishan, as if he was superfluous.

Old man: "..."

It was Qin Yuanchen who saw that his face was not worried, so he quickly stepped forward to say hello: "Old Han, come here, sit here."

"I want you to take care of it!"

Qin Yuanchen smiled with a good temper, but was not angry.

Don't think that Han Qishan's nose is not a nose, his eyes are not eyes, he only dared to lose his temper at Qin Yuanchen with Shi Qingzhi behind his back, shaking his face.

In front of him, he didn't dare to be so arrogant, at most he just didn't talk and ignored him.

In the end, the meal was finished peacefully.

Shi Qingzhi held Jiang Fuyue's hand: "If you're not used to living in the dormitory, tell your grandma, let's move out."

Jiang Fuyue raised her eyebrows: "Didn't Ming University require freshmen to live on campus?"

"That's a clear regulation. It's not up to you to see how it works? How many of those students do you think have been there for a full year?"

Han Shen leaned over and said in a low voice, "Your grandma used to stay at Q University, and knows a lot of people. Now Xiao Shan, the new president of Ming University, is her student."

Jiang Fuyue did not expect such a relationship.

The old lady worked at Q University before her divorce and was a serious professor and graduate tutor.

He is the same generation as Xu Kaiqing, and the two are very good friends.

Therefore, when Xu Kaiqing first saw Han Yunru in the Linhuai pancake shop, he felt familiar.

Jiang Fuyue: "Isn't Xiaoshan from the Mathematics Department of Q University?"

The old lady used to be in the School of Economics and Management, and then transferred to the Department of Physics. How could she be Xiaoshan's teacher?

Seeing her say Xiao Shan's profession, Shi Qingzhi was slightly surprised.

But after thinking about it, she was quickly relieved - her family Yueyue was different from ordinary people, so it's not surprising to know this.

"When Xiaoshan was an undergraduate at Q University, he minored in physics, and I was his professional teacher. Later, I heard that he gave up studying for a doctorate and went to work in the south. Later, a series of changes occurred, and he almost thought he would never stand up again. I didn't expect that he would become the principal of Ming University without a sound..."

Speaking of this, Shi Qingzhi couldn't help but sigh: "Life, you never know what will happen in the next second."

"I met Xiao Shan some time ago, and the kid still recognized me as a teacher. He was humble, not arrogant or impetuous, and even invited me to be an honorary professor at the School of Economics and Management of Ming University."

Jiang Fuyue was a little surprised: "You agree?"

"certainly!"

"Don't dislike it?"

"What is there to dislike? They are all universities, but each school has a different atmosphere and different focus. Some pay attention to academic research, and some pay attention to the all-round development of students. It is not impossible to be able to catch up with key undergraduates, and to be comparable to famous schools such as B University and Q University.”

"Besides, didn't you also choose Mingda? Then it naturally has its merits."

This is the first time Jiang Fuyue has heard that someone has such expectations for Ming University: to catch up with the heavy books, to be on par with the famous schools...

You know, this kind of words will be ridiculed by the group.

The lethality is like someone said that fans will one day be more expensive than shark fins, and that Tremella and bird's nest can be bought for the same price.

A fool's dream, but that's all.

But the old lady's eyes are firm and her words are calm, she really thinks so and firmly believes.

...

After lunch, Jiang Fuyue sent away the old man and three uncles, then the old lady and Qin Yuanchen.

Before getting into the car, Han Shen did not forget to remind: "Take care of yourself, and call home if you need anything."

"it is good."

When she returned to the dormitory, the bed had been made, the table below had been wiped, every corner had been swept clean, and everything had been sorted and neatly arranged for her.

Jiang Fuyue was not the first to come. In the four-person room, besides her, the other two beds were already made. One was mainly pink and looked like a little princess at first glance, and the other was gray and blue, with a simple style.

Neither of them are here at the moment.

Jiang Fuyue changed her shoes, put on her pajamas, and climbed onto the bed, ready to take a nap.

...

She was awakened by a rustling sound.

If you listen carefully, someone is eating snacks, not only the packaging bag makes a noise, but it is also crunchy when chewing.

Jiang Fuyue twitched the corners of her mouth and sat up, just at this moment, the snacker also looked back, and the two were caught off guard and met each other.

The girl's movement of reaching for the snack bag stopped, the frightened deer's eyes widened, and the expression on the white and fat face was frozen in surprise.

"You, you... where did you come from?!"

She stood up with a bang, but the movement was too big, and the potato chips were scattered all over the floor.

The girl was stunned, looked at the potato chips all over the floor, covered her chest, and screamed: "Ah - my potato chips, my mother's eldest child!"

Jiang Fuyue: "?"

Then, I saw the girl crouch down, pick up the pieces wrapped in napkins, and put them on the table.

Just when Jiang Fuyue wondered if she was going to eat it, the girl had already placed the pile of potato chips in the shape of a pig's head, and then looked up at Jiang Fuyue on the bed with a smile.

"Cute, right?"

"..." I'm afraid he is seriously ill.

"Hello, my name is Cen Qiaoqiao, we are roommates."

"Jiang Fuyue."

"Wow—your name sounds good, and it sounds familiar. Do you eat potato chips?"

Jiang Fuyue glanced at the "pig's head" on the table, and instantly turned serious: "No, thank you."

"Okay, then I can only eat it by myself." Said, reaching out to touch, he took out a new pack from the drawer, and quickly ate it again.

Jiang Fuyue: "..."

At this time, the door was pushed open from the outside, and another person walked in.

Jiang Fuyue took advantage of the situation and raised her eyebrows in the next second.

are acquaintances.

Everyone has been waiting for a long time! Three shifts in one, six thousand words.