Cool and handsome girls' vests

Chapter 312 She Wants to Make a Bomb for the Person Behind It

Mr. Quan walked in from the outside with a walking stick and his two special assistants.

"Dad, why are you here?" Zhong Zixuan stood up suddenly when she saw him, and then folded her hands in front of her lower abdomen, with a very serious and respectful attitude.

Mr. Quan looked at her, leaning on crutches and walking towards the empty sofa beside him, he snorted and said, "You are allowed to come here, but I can't do it?"

"No, Dad, how could it be?" Zhong Zixuan looked at him with a smile on her face: "There is no place in the capital that you can't go to."

At this time, Mr. Quan had already walked to the empty sofa opposite them, he sat down slowly, folded his hands on the crutch on the ground, watched her snorted again, and ignored her her.

Then he unhurriedly cast his eyes on Mo Xi who was beside him, still looking like an elder asking a junior: "Have you checked your grades?"

Mo Xi nodded: "Yes."

Mr. Quan waited for several seconds, and seeing that she had nothing to say, he glanced at her again: "..."

Ask again: "How much?"

Mo Xi: "749."

"Wow! Sister Xi, have you improved?" This time, before Mr. Quan had time to speak, Quan Mengyao on the side spoke first: "It's not easy to make progress at your level! Sister Xi, you are really amazing !Did you study hard every day during that time? No wonder you were obviously thinner when I first met you..."

Quan Mengyao started talking non-stop again.

Mo Xi glanced at her expressionlessly: "..."

I was thinking in my mind, should I tell her, but I didn't try hard, just took the test casually, and I got a 749 in the test.

Perhaps, the ratings in China are different from those in Harlem.

Old Master Quan on the side looked at Quan Mengyao who was still talking non-stop, but now he couldn't get in a word, and his face froze for a few minutes.

He covered his lips and coughed loudly.

Now, Quan Mengyao finally stopped talking, and turned to look at him: "Grandpa, are you okay?"

Mr. Quan raised his eyebrows and cast a dull look at her: "..."

Just don't talk and I'll be fine!

He coughed again, turned his gaze to Mo Xi again, and asked his first purpose of coming here: "Have you really considered the major of choosing weapons?"

Judging from what Quan Mengyao told him before, her artificial intelligence, biology and medical skills are all so good, she can directly beat those students by choosing any one, so why do I need to study those weapons? !

"Well." It seemed that he could see the meaning of old man Quan. This time, Mo Xi looked at him seriously and nodded: "After thinking about it, I will choose this."

Mr. Quan pursed his lips and frowned slightly. He didn't know what he was thinking, so he didn't reply to her for a while.

Although the people present were quite familiar with each other, they still didn't dare to be too presumptuous towards elders like Mr. Quan who were two generations older than themselves.

Even Bai Yichen, who was always talkative, sat there quietly and listened to their conversation, not daring to say a word.

At the moment when Zhong Zixuan squeezed him away, Quan Hao had already turned over the document that had just been turned over.

It was only now when he heard the conversation between old master Quan and Mo Xi that he stopped his movements, and after glancing at Mo Xi's side face, he looked at old master Quan who was not far away.

Before he had time to speak, Zhong Zixuan, who had just sat down and stood up again, spoke out before him: "Dad, what age is this, your thinking must keep pace with the times, Xiaoxi and her Choose whatever major you choose, as long as she likes it."

"Besides, you've said it all. If you go to study those three majors, you will definitely beat those students. So what's the challenge? After this, what's the fun in college?"

Mr. Quan naturally knew that it was a bit wrong for him to think that she should learn something like a girl.

But it was like this in his time. Moreover, others are so old, and they often forget things recently. How can there be time to change!

However, he still thought about it seriously. After all, Mo Xi is different. Although he is considered a quasi-quan family now, he is not after all.

I don't know how long it took, but he coughed slowly again: "Weapons are weapons. Anyway, you still have a graduate certificate from Harlem University, and Beijing University is not very useful."

Leaving aside the comparison of schools, the comparison between graduate students and undergraduate students is quite different.

Mo Xi nodded slightly, said "um" again, and then said nothing more.

In fact, it is the same for her whether she is learning new content or old content.

After all, you can remember everything at a glance.

Also, in fact, the reason why she chose weapons as a profession is also very simple.

Just three words - no time.

First, she promised that Mo Jiying would definitely come to Peking University to study.

Secondly, she wants to get a bomb for the person behind that!
Therefore, combining studying at Peking University with making bombs can save a lot of time.

……

Grandpa Quan, Zhong Zixuan, Quan Mengyao and the others returned after dinner.

After seeing them off, Mo Xi went back to his room.

Quan Hao went to the study to finish reading the documents he piled up today.

It was almost ten o'clock when Mo Xi came out of the shower.

She just clicked on a game that she hadn't opened for a while, and before she got in, a phone call came in.

It was Zhang Linjiang.

Mo Xi leaned back on the back of the sofa, her long legs stretched out straight, her whole body seemed boneless, her gaze focused on the doorknob of the bathroom not far away: "What's the matter?"

Zhang Linjiang didn't beat around the bush with her anymore, and said straight to the point: "Junior Sister, that's how it is. I don't mean anything else. I just feel that their research equipment is really inferior to that of State M. At the beginning At that time, I thought that if it was old, it would be old, as long as it could be used, but after so long, I found that it was very different from the one in M ​​state..."

"I also raised this issue with the person in charge. He agreed verbally at the time, but there has been no news for so long..."

Mo Xi casually put the hand that wasn't holding the phone on the edge of the sofa, and was tapping lightly. When he heard what he said behind him, his eyes gradually narrowed: "Okay, I see, I'll let them change it."

She paused, then asked him again: "Are you still used to it?"

At that time, I don't know why, anyway, the people from Meng Lao's research institute directly took Zhang Linjiang away. For so long, she didn't even see anyone.

(End of this chapter)