Jiang Jincheng looked at her, but his heart felt like a stone was blocked, and he felt uncomfortable.
As the only child of the Jiang family, she was supposed to grow up wantonly and happily like a princess.
But his granddaughter is obviously only sixteen years old, as old as a flower, but she has experienced pain and torture that ordinary people cannot bear, and her heart is like an old man who has experienced many vicissitudes of life.
"Xunxun, people can't be too persistent."
Often the most persistent things hurt people the most.
Of course she understands this truth, but she can't do it.
Aunt Zhang handed her the cooked ginger soup and said, "Miss, drink it quickly to get rid of the cold."
Su Xun put away the discomfort in his heart, took the bowl, and drank it in small sips.
The spicy ginger flavor rushed down the throat and into the stomach, creating a sense of warmth.
Jiang Jincheng didn't mention it again, just shook his head and sighed, deciding to talk about it later.
After the grandfather and grandson finished dinner and talked for a while, they each went back to their rooms.
Su Xun took out a pen and letter paper from the drawer and looked at the paper in a daze.
Over the years, she has been in the habit of writing letters to Fu Zhiheng. She would write every year on the anniversary of his death.
The last letter was from the year when he found his younger brother Fu Qingshi.
Then, she never wrote again.
She also thought at that time that people should look forward, and tried to pin her emotions on Fu Qingshi, trying to find Fu Zhiheng's shadow.
However, it was of no use at all.
No matter how similar the appearance is, they are not the same person.
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After Su Xun rested for a few days, she followed her grandfather's wishes, changed her name, and went to Yanjing Prince's Middle School as Jiang Hexun.
Yanjing Palace Middle School is one of the top private schools in the country. There are only three types of people who can enter this school.
The first category, those with exceptionally excellent academic performance, will be admitted under exceptional circumstances.
If these students can remain at the top of their grade every year, not only will their tuition be free, but they will also receive generous scholarships every year.
The second type is wealthy and aristocratic people with strong family backgrounds, as well as the rich second generation and nouveau riche who have rich families.
The third category is students with artistic talents, but only students with outstanding talents and top artistic scores can enter.
With the Jiang family's status in Yanjing, it was easy for Su Xun to enter this school.
But she insisted on passing the entrance exam and requested to enter Yanjing Prince's Middle School as an ordinary person.
Su Xun lived up to her expectations and was admitted to the school under exceptional circumstances.
And her grades were so good that all the teachers were shocked.
Her entrance scores were a full ten points higher than those of Ji Huaizhou, who was ranked number one in her grade that year.
You must know that Huaizhou's total score for this set of test papers was only fifteen points short of a perfect score, and these test papers were very difficult.
The most surprising thing is that the five points Su Xun lost was because she wrote this sentence on the last big question of the math test paper——
[Teacher, I was almost finished solving the problem when I suddenly remembered that there is a simpler solution to this problem, but because my pen is broken, I can’t solve it anymore. I’m sorry.
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The girl's handwriting is beautiful and neat, but every word reveals extremely domineering confidence.
In the office, several teachers stared in disbelief——
"So, this classmate Jiang Hexun could have gotten full marks in the exam?"
A teacher suddenly asked: "Who was the last student with perfect marks?"
Someone thought for a while before replying: "It seems to be Yan Louchuan and Shang Jinzhou nine years ago."
So, after nine years, their school is finally going to produce a genius?
"That's not right. I have seen her academic performance in Gaoyang No. 1 Middle School in Jincheng before. Although she ranks first in her grade every year, she has never received a perfect score."
Moreover, the test papers in Jincheng are much easier than those at their school.
How could they have imagined that Su Xun was afraid that the distance between him and Fu Qingshi would be too great and that his self-esteem would be hurt. The scores in the exams were all calculated, and the two of them ranked first and second in the grade within five points each time.
"How about asking her to take the test paper for the experimental class again?"
Several teachers were a little hesitant. After all, there was no precedent for this.
"Call and ask the principal."
One of the teachers had already impatiently dialed the landline number of the principal's office.
The principal was the only person in the school who knew Jiang Hexun's identity. After getting the news, he quickly called Mr. Jiang.
The chance of a school producing a genius is simply one in a million. Naturally, he wanted Jiang Hexun to take another test to confirm whether he was a genius.
"Mr. Jiang, all our teachers have unanimously decided that we want Miss Jiang to take the exam again."
Jiang Jincheng frowned and lowered his tone, "Isn't it accepted?
Is there something wrong with Xunxun’s grades?”
The principal said hurriedly: "No, no, no, Mr. Jiang, you have misunderstood. That's it."
So, he told Jiang Hexun's results, as well as the expectations and thoughts of several teachers.
Finally, he said: "You also know that it is very rare for a school to produce a genius. Of course, you are one of the school directors, and you have the right to decide whether Miss Jiang will enter the experimental advanced class."
Jiang Jincheng was silent for a moment, "Let me ask Xunxun."
"Okay, I'll wait for your news."
Jiang Jincheng hung up the phone, and just as his granddaughter came down from upstairs, he told her the matter.