Shocking! This student is phenomenal!

1652010!

This was the first time Su Jiang had seen the number of shock points on his system panel exceed one million.

In the past, he would have been unable to resist smoking countless times, but now, Su Jiang restrained himself.

He wants to save up and try his luck in the super lottery.

Let's see what kind of reward the super lottery will give me.

"Get up! Breakfast is getting cold!"

Just as Su Jiang was deep in thought, there was a knock on the door from the outside.

It was Xu Juan knocking on the door from the outside.

"They're here!"

Su Jiang shouted at the top of his lungs.

Then he quickly got up, dressed, and went outside to have breakfast.

"Mom and Dad, I'm going to school this afternoon," Su Jiang said to Su Xinrong and Xu Juan as they ate.

"So fast?" Su Xinrong had a fried dough stick dangling from his mouth.

Upon hearing Su Jiang's words, he immediately lifted up.

The other end of the fried dough stick, due to inertia, swung upwards and hit his nose.

It looked extremely comical.

Normally, Xu Juan would have immediately started making fun of her.

But Xu Juan wasn't in the mood today.

She looked up and asked timidly, "Aren't you planning to stay a few more days?"

Although Su Jiang has been saying that he will be going back to school soon.

But they kept thinking there were still a few days left, it couldn't be that fast.

Now that Su Jiang says he's leaving this afternoon, they suddenly feel a little disappointed.

Su Jiang smiled bitterly: "Mom and Dad, other people only have a seven-day National Day holiday, but I've been back for almost half a month. If you don't let me go back soon, I'm afraid I won't even recognize the gate of my school anymore."

"Oh, right, it's not that we don't want you to go, it's just that it's getting cold, and I've been knitting sweaters for you and Wanqing, but they're not finished yet," Xu Juan quickly corrected herself.

"I was thinking that if you need a few more days, you can wait for me to finish knitting the sweater and bring it over."

In fact, Su Jiang knew perfectly well that his parents were happy as long as they were with him.

The sweater thing is just an excuse for them.

This isn't some ancient era anymore. With express delivery so advanced, if someone really wants something for themselves, they can just send it directly.

But thinking about it, time really flies; it's already time to leave again.

"Mom and Dad, don't worry, I'll be home as soon as I have time."

Su Jiang comforted him.

"You don't need to come back often. A real man should be out there making his own way in the world..." Su Xinrong said from the side.

Before I knew it, a hand had appeared on my waist, and it had rotated 360 degrees.

"You should come back when you have time," he quickly added.

Miler helped me buy the plane tickets.

My flight is in the afternoon.

Su Jiang gave his Bentley Bentayga to Miler.

During the time I was away, she drove this car.

Around 11 o'clock.

Miler drove Su Jiang and Lin Wanqing to the airport.

This time, Lin Keke indeed did not go.

As for the reasons, one was that Lin Wanqing refused to let Lin Keke go with her. The other was that Su Jiang told Lin Keke the location of his home.

In fact, after Lao Su Fried Rice closed down, Lin Keke kept making a fuss about not eating and wanted to eat Lao Su Fried Rice.

So Su Jiang encouraged Lin Keke to visit his home more often, partly to bring some life to his parents, and partly because if he didn't, Lin Keke would probably fly all the way to Kyoto herself.

Now Jiangzhou has Jiangnan hot pot, as well as Su Jiang's family's authentic Lao Su fried rice and Xu Juan's stinky tofu.

That's enough for Lin Keke to live quite well in Jiangzhou.

I learned that Su Jiang and Lin Wanqing were going back to school.

In Kyoto, Zhu Fei arrived at the airport early in his Mercedes-AMG to wait for him.

Meanwhile, representatives from the Kyoto Ministry of Transportation and the Ministry of Education were at the university, waiting for Su Jiang in the office of Shen Chunlin, the president of Tsinghua University.

By the time Su Jiang arrived at Kyoto Airport, it was almost 2 p.m.

Principal Shen Chunlin sent Su Jiang six or seven messages, all asking where Su Jiang was.

Only a hothead like Su Jiang would dare to keep national leaders waiting for him.

Actually, Su Jiang didn't want this either. What could he do when the flight was delayed?

Zhu Fei and the others were at the exit when they saw Su Jiang and Lin Wanqing, so they helped them with their luggage.

However, when Su Jiang handed his luggage to Zhu Fei...

"Holy crap..." Zhu Fei almost fell to the ground and became a cripple because of the luggage.

"Su Jiang, what's with your suitcase? Why is it so heavy? Did you pack gold in it?" Zhu Fei asked, somewhat puzzled.

Su Jiang's suitcase was equivalent to five or six of Lin Wanqing's.

"Ahem." Su Jiang said awkwardly.

Because when Su Jiang was coming to school, Xu Juan packed a lot of things for him.

I made my own steamed buns, dumplings, noodles, cured meat, and sausages.

They say the meat products bought outside are of poor quality, and it's better to make them yourself.

Even more outrageous, Xu Juan stuffed several pumpkins into Su Jiang's hand.

They said they grew it themselves, and it was very tender and pink; you can just steam it.

The pumpkins sold outside are all treated with hormones.

Unable to refuse such hospitality, Su Jiang had no choice but to bring everything.

"It's nothing, just a little more stuff."

Zhu Fei did not press the matter further upon hearing this.

Instead, he expended a great deal of effort, dragging both suitcases toward his Mercedes.

Zhu Fei led the way, while Su Jiang, having sent a message to Shen Chunlin indicating that he was almost there, followed slightly behind with Lin Wanqing.

Just as Su Jiang walked out of the airport terminal and reached the parking lot...

Suddenly, a sharp screech of brakes rang out.

Then came a loud crash.

A bang was heard.

At the junction of the airport terminal and parking lot, steamed buns, dumplings, cured meat, and sausages were scattered all over the ground.

Of course, many of Su Jiang and Lin Wanqing's clothes were also scattered everywhere.

On one side, Zhu Fei was looking at his hands, which were twisted, with a somewhat blank expression.

Senseless.

Everyone was stunned.

They were driving so fast inside the airport parking lot.

The key point is that Zhu Fei and Su Jiang were using the zebra crossing.

Looking up, I saw a black Toyota Alphard minivan.

At this point, the left headlight and bumper of the van were also dented and cracked.

This was all thanks to Su Jiang's rather bulky suitcase.

If both suitcases are the kind that Lin Wanqing makes, which are relatively lightweight.

The only thing that will probably get damaged is the suitcase.

Zhu Fei hadn't recovered from the shock yet.

But the driver of the van had already gotten out.

After inspecting his car, he discovered that the damage was extremely severe.

I glanced at the things that had fallen on the ground again. They were all local farm products, and there were even a few pumpkins that had been smashed.

Since Zhu Fei happened to be in a store today, she wasn't wearing any expensive clothes, just a regular casual outfit.

The driver immediately assumed in his mind that Zhu Fei was a countryman who had come to Beijing to visit relatives.

There was no longer any fear.

It is human nature to bully the weak and fear the strong.

So he said directly and sternly:

"How do you walk? Don't you watch out for cars?"

P.S.: Please, could you give me some electricity?