Chapter 899: We must get the first place back this year
Jiang Xianrou was extremely irritable. She scrolled through the group messages with her fingertips and saw that no one in the group had sent a message since Zhang Yang’s message. She I just feel embarrassed.
That's not all. Those people didn't dare to post messages in the group, but they kept looking for her in private.
There are constant new message reminders on her WeChat.
[Xianrou, what’s going on? Why did your cousin's college entrance banquet be so grand? You didn't tell us before. ]
[Xianrou, what is your cousin’s background? You told me before that she came from around the city. I thought she was just an ordinary student. But it turned out that she was the top scorer in this year’s national college entrance examination. Her score must be higher than Qing Dynasty. Well, that's okay. Your family is full of top academics. ]
[Miss Jiang, why don’t you call your little cousin over to organize the game this afternoon and introduce her to everyone? I heard she is a top student, so we can take care of her when she is in the capital from now on. ]
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Every one of them asked her about Qiao Nian in a roundabout way, with an expression that wanted to reveal Qiao Nian's background.
Some people are more direct, directly saying that they bought a congratulatory gift and wonder if it is inconvenient to go to the Imperial Palace to have a meal now.
All I have to do is not write the word "flattery" on my forehead!
Looking at Jiang Xianrou, in addition to the condensation of blood all over her body, she also felt like she was holding a breath in her chest and abdomen. She couldn't swallow it or spit it out. It was pressed against her throat, and a circle of bubbles was about to appear in her throat.
Qiao Nian.
Qiao Nian.
Qiao Nian.
Every WeChat message she clicked on was filled with these two words, asking her where Qiao Nian was from and why so many people attended Qiao Nian's college entrance banquet...
Jiang Xianrou's eyes were dizzy as she clutched her cell phone. She couldn't recover for a long time and didn't know how to answer these messages.
She herself didn't even know what was going on in the imperial palace. Why did Mr. Ye and others go to dinner?
What's even more ridiculous is that when such a big thing happened at home, neither her grandfather nor her father even called her to tell her to go back.
Her mother actually called her, and she seemed very angry. She told her that when Qin Si and others went there, she saw that her mother didn't even say hello. She would be more disrespectful if she didn't give him face...
Jiang Xianrou didn't know how to comfort her mother, because even she didn't know why this happened.
The calls and WeChat messages on her phone were still ringing. She turned it off distractedly, pursed her lips, and prepared to go back absentmindedly.
Liang Lu happened to come in from outside, holding a document in her hand. When she saw her, a smile appeared on her rigid face, and she seemed to be in a good mood. She walked over, clapped her hands, and asked everyone to come over.
After everyone gathered around, Liang Lu took out the information she had brought and said: "This year's medical knowledge competition is scheduled for next week. It will be held at the Beijing Medical Association. It will still be the same. By then, the medical departments of major universities will Everyone will send people to participate, and in addition, top foreign medical schools will send their students to participate.”
"In this competition, we have won the first place in China every year. Since three years ago, a medical genius came out from abroad, and we have been second. This year, the meaning of the boss is that we must get the first place back, and we can't do it again. Let foreign countries take it away, otherwise our domestic medicine will be trampled down by others.”
This competition is very important internationally. Jiang Xianrou has heard of this competition more than once. It compares medical knowledge. If you have to make a comparison, the format of the competition is very similar to the Mathematical Olympiad competition.
(End of chapter)