It was indeed Mr. Jiang who came back outside.

He and Yan Langfeng were sitting in the back seat, and Meng Fu sat in the co-pilot.

Jiang Xinchen ran out all the way and opened the car door on the left. It was not Mr. Jiang who sat on the left, but an elderly man he had never seen before.

Mr. Jiang opened the door from the right and pointed at Jiang Xinchen to introduce to President Yan, "This is Fu'er's younger brother," and then looked at Jiang Xinchen, "This is your sister's teacher, surnamed Yan."

"Teacher Yan." Jiang Xinchen had never seen President Yan before. Seeing that the old man was so serious, he called respectfully.

Inside, Jiangquan also came out.

T City, there are indeed not many people who know Yan Langfeng. Before, at the door, if it weren't for the director of the Cultural Bureau, Mr. Jiang wouldn't have guessed that Yan Langfeng was President Yan of the Painting Association.

Jiang Quan naturally didn't know Yan Langfeng at this time.

He knew that Meng Fu and Mr. Jiang were going to pick up Teacher Meng Fu. He thought the same as Mr. Jiang thought at the beginning, thinking that they were going to pick up Zhou Jin.

When he saw Yan Langfeng, Jiang Quan was stunned for a moment. He didn't expect that Meng Fu's teacher was so powerful.

"Teacher Yan, Dad, come in first." Jiang Quan led them into the house.

After Yang Hua finished chatting with the gardener, she also walked here. She became familiar with Mr. Jiang. Now that Meng Fu is back, Yang Hua is even more comfortable.

When she heard that Meng Fu had found another teacher, she looked at Yan Langfeng several times.

Today is not as lively as the old man imagined, but there are many people. In addition to Yang Hua and others, there are also several directors of the Jiang family, especially those who are not upset yet.

The Jiang family hall is also very lively.

"Are you teaching Fu'er to learn painting?" Yang Hua sat on the sofa and talked to Yan Langfeng. When she heard that Yan Langfeng was teaching Meng Fu's painting, she was stunned for a moment, then turned to Meng Fu, a little surprised.

Yan Langfeng also noticed Yang Hua's gaze and paused.

I also remembered that Meng Fu was not very interested in painting before, and he felt aroused, "She really hadn't learned to draw before?"

"Well," Yang Hua withdrew her gaze and nodded to Yan Langfeng, "She has copied it for a while and hasn't learned it for a few months. I didn't expect that she is now a disciple of you, and I'm afraid you will have to worry more in the future."

"No worries," Yan Langfeng smiled, "She is very smart and understands at a glance. She is born to be a material for painting, but unfortunately she learned to draw too early."

Speaking of this, Yan Langfeng sighed a little. If he had met him when he was a child, Meng Fu would have reached the level of He Xiyuan now.

Yan Langfeng said, Yang Hua just smiled and said nothing.

If it was similar to Yan Langfeng, Yang Hua had heard a few people say that Meng Fu said that she was born to learn to make fragrant ingredients, and the village chief said that she was born to learn to learn to make go...

She had no nerve to tell Yan Langfeng that Meng Fu always claimed that she was "a material that was born to make money."

Mr. Jiang was reserved and felt a little pressure when talking to Yan Langfeng.

He watched Yang Hua talk to Yan Langfeng without any pressure, and couldn't help but sigh in his heart, but the ignorant ones were still fearless.

"You go and call A Xun," several board members of the Jiang family came. Mr. Jiang turned his head and asked Jiang Xinchen to call Meng Xun down. He imagined that Jiang Xinchen didn't know Meng Xun, and explained: "It's Fu'er's cousin, who is in Fu'er's room."

"Okay." Jiang Xinchen, who was standing beside him, quickly put down what he was doing and went upstairs to find Meng Xun.

Meng Xun was sitting at Meng Fu's table doing the exam.

This question is still the question of the "Intensive Class" given to her by Meng Fufa, and the origin of mathematics is on hand.

When Jiang Xinchen came up to call Meng Xun for dinner, he saw the origin of Meng Xun's mathematics book. He paused for a moment and couldn't help but look at Meng Xun more.

"Thank you, come right away." Meng Xun pushed down her glasses, wrote the last number on, then pulled away her chair and went downstairs to have a meal.

Jiang Xinchen was waiting for her at the stairs.

He watched Meng Xun go downstairs to find Meng Fu, and subconsciously took out his phone and searched for "The Origin of Mathematics".

In his first year of high school, Jiang Xinchen came into contact with either textbooks or tutoring books. He had never heard of the "Origin of Mathematics".

But I thought it was not a book that ordinary people read, so I thought of taking out my phone and searching.

Originally, Jiang Xinchen thought that a bunch of them could be found by searching for the "original origin of mathematics".

But unexpectedly, the previous searches were all popular science "The Origin of Mathematics", and there was almost no news about this book.

Jiang Xinchen was surprised only then.

He turned down again and finally turned a post on the third page—

"Who can borrow "The Origin of Mathematics" from me?

[The Origin of Mathematics? The Department of Biology said that I have never heard of it.]

[The author is afraid that he is also a big shot in the mathematics department, but he dares to watch this.]

[It looks like a newcomer from the upper floor. The poster was once from the Olympics. What do you think?]

【Go to find a professor in the Department of Mathematics.】

[There is a big shot in the Department of Mathematics.]

There are countless replies below.

Jiang Xinchen looked through it, but in the end he didn't find what "The Origin of Mathematics" was. He only found a few people in this school's conversations, and there were not many floors. It was from last year, with only a few dozen replies.

He guessed that this should be the book that Meng Fu's cousin just read.

While thinking about it, Jiang Xinchen returned the post to this post. He was about to exit, but he saw the name of the post in the upper right corner. He paused—

Beijing, big, post, right.

Jiang Xinchen stopped where he thought he had read it wrong, blinked and looked down again and slowly looked at these four words.

I read "Jingda Tieba" several times, and then clicked in to read other posts.

When he saw the word "official" above the post bar, he was convinced that this was really the post bar of Jingda.

He read that right.

Although Jiang Xinchen has never read "The Origin of Mathematics", he is not stupid to be able to get No. 1 Middle School. Naturally, he can think of one thing that everyone in the mathematics department of Peking University wants to read.

Jiang Xinchen naturally knows what the Department of Mathematics of Peking University means.

The Department of Mathematics of Peking University is already the ceiling in China, and the books these people read are naturally not something that ordinary people can read.

Jiang Xinchen has been tutored by Jiang Xinran, and has also explored some mathematics. Compared with others, he is more clear about these details.

He just read the post, but just took a look at it casually. Now that he knew it was a post from the Beijing University Post Bar, he pulled out the book again and read it carefully again-

[It looks like a newcomer from the upper floor. The poster was once from the Olympics. What do you think?]

【Go to the dean of the Department of Mathematics.】

[You can apply to the principal for this book, the library definitely does not.]

[I heard that there is a big guy in the Department of Mathematics.]

He just read these replies in a hurry and didn't care much about them. He originally just searched casually.

Now I look at it carefully, and the more I look at it, the more I feel terrified.

Olympic National One.

Dean of the Department of Mathematics of Peking University.

President of Peking University.

It is shocking to appear in each word separately.

In short, it was not something Jiang Xinchen could have thought of.

He only heard of the big boss of the Rocket Class in the senior high school, "Jin Zhiyuan", who won the third grade of the Mathematics Olympiad.

After reading these posts again and seeing them clearly, Jiang Xinchen could probably understand that "The Origin of Mathematics" is not only what students in the Department of Mathematics of Peking University want to read, but also that they can't buy books that they can only apply to the University of Peking University.

Let’s not talk about how Meng Xun could read such a book...

The key is, where did Meng Xun come from?

How could she have books that no one in the mathematics department of Peking University does not have?!

He didn't know much about the Meng family, but he also knew that the other party seemed to be in a mountain city.

I originally thought this book was strange, and I searched it casually and the content I found was not within Jiang Xinchen's expectations, which somewhat disrupted his thinking.

Jiang Xinchen pursed his lower lip, he looked up and looked downstairs.

Downstairs, Meng Xun was looking for Meng Fu.

"Young Master, are you okay? Why don't you go downstairs to have dinner?" The servant who came out with an exquisite plate saw Jiang Xinchen standing on the second floor and couldn't help but speak.

Jiang Xinchen came to his senses. He didn't call out this post, but directly pressed his phone to extinguish it and walked downstairs: "Here you come."

**

This meal menu was ordered by Mr. Jiang and the chef, and took care of the taste of Yang Hua and his family.

After Yan Langfeng came, Mr. Jiang said to the kitchen again and added a few Beijing-style dishes.

The table is round.

A few sensible people from the Jiang family knew that Yang Hua was coming before they came. They thought it was a lively family dinner, but when they arrived, they saw Yan Langfeng sitting beside Mr. Jiang.

Like Jiang Quan, they didn't know Yan Langfeng, but Yan Langfeng's momentum was not empty.
To be continued...