"I heard that you want to apply for a visa, and the IMO gold medal may give you some help." There is also a letter of recommendation from Naim.

Yun Yan was so moved that he didn't know how to thank him.

This time abroad is different from the previous exam, it is not a group visa.

Yunyan had to submit the materials by herself, not together.

The next day happened to be a working day, so Yunyan took a morning off and submitted an interview.

She went straight to the fast track and got the results within one working day.

The ten-year meter visa has something to do with academics. The visa officer will usually ask about some study content and work plans.

Yun Yan replied fluently in English.

While the visa officers browsed Yunyan's materials in general, they already had a bottom line.

After flipping through the pages, saw Naim's letterhead...

And this proof of assets...this amount...? !

So, before Yunyan walked out of the visa center, she received her ten-year rice visa.

Yunyan sent a message to Senior Brother Ji in a trance, "Senior Brother, which flight should I buy?"

"Ah? The visa has come down? Don't worry about the air ticket, the school will book it uniformly, and you will go with Master."

Yunyan asked, "Well, I got down on the spot. Are you not going?"

"Recently, I signed a big contract with Yuanmo, and I can't do without the laboratory. If there are any interesting results and documents, the junior sister can send it to the senior brother."

Don't wait for Yunyan to reply "certainly".

I saw another voice from Ji Xingwen over there, "Don't listen to him, Tsinghua will arrange for someone to do a very detailed daily summary, and he can receive it."

Yunyan's typing hand paused slightly.

Is this... Yuan Mo's voice?

Chapter 128

Ji Xingwen robbed him three times without getting his phone.

He finally died down, gritted his teeth beside him, and said angrily, "You technical house, you are actually stronger than me?"

If someone had said this to Mr. Ji before, he would definitely not believe it.

Because he draws and strikes iron in the laboratory every day, it stands to reason that his physical strength will not be too far from ink.

But after this battle, Ji Xingwen didn't want to admit that his physical strength was worse than Yuanmo's.

Yuan Mo's eyes narrowed, and the eyes under the long eyelashes were mixed with a trace of doubt, as if he was asking "Can you know something about yourself?"

Because of this look, Ji Xingwen almost reasoned with him again.

Until Yuan Mo finished discussing the specific matters with him, Ji Xingwen was still struggling with the matter and asked, "Are you the legendary inborn divine power?"

Yuan Mo thought to himself, if he was born with divine power, Ji Xingwen might not be able to stand here well.

He said, "Get your boring novels away and get a fitness card. It's more useful than anything."

Ji Xingwen: "I didn't watch it, my dad watched it and discussed it with me."

Yuan Mo: "..."

No. 3 Middle School is famous for its competitions, but it cannot be said that their school's students' cultural classes are poor.

It can only be said that it is not as outstanding as the competition results.

The teachers of No. 3 Middle School didn't care much about the city-wide joint entrance examination, but they all participated in the No. 1 Middle School, so it was impossible for them not to join.

The teachers before participating also said eagerly, "Everyone works hard, let the students of No. 1 Middle School see our strength!"

After getting the grades, the teachers said-

"Not bad, we did better than the experiment and the High School Affiliated to Haida."

The students did not know the total score, let alone that the No. 1 middle school with a score of more than 730 took 42 exams.

They asked expectantly, "Teacher, where is No. 1 Middle School? Where is No. 7 Middle School?"

Teacher: "... There is not much difference between us and No. 7 middle school. There are ten students above 7%. There are 27 schools in our school above 680, and there are more than 40 students in No. 7 school."

After a pause, he explained, "That's also because our school recommended a wave of students, otherwise we should be similar to the high-level students in the seventh middle school."

The teacher didn't mention a single word until the results were analyzed.

After class, Qian Xingwei went to the teacher's office.

He could have asked Yunyan's grades directly on WeChat. But on second thought, he didn't take the joint entrance examination himself, just went to ask Yunyan, which was a little bad.

Qian Xingwei thought that Yunyan's grades in school were so good, if she got high in the test, her school teacher should know it.

Why don't you try to ask.

Who knew that the teacher thought that Brother Wei wanted to compare with Fang Yunyan.

He worked hard to enlighten Brother Wei for a few minutes, but he still didn't say what Brother Wei wanted to know.

Brother Wei was about to swear to the head teacher, Zhitian, that he really had no intention of competing with Yunyan.

The head teacher was relieved, and handed Qian Xingwei the list and results of the top 50 in the city, "You can see for yourself."

Qian Xingwei glanced at it and almost thought that this was not the top 50 in the city.

But the top fifty.

If it weren't for the two third middle schools and the seventh middle schools sporadically mixed in, this would really be the transcript of the first middle school.

At the top, the top grid, the first name is Fang Yunyan, with a score of 749.

Qian Xingwei: "..."

Well, the teacher really had foresight and knew to enlighten him a few minutes in advance, otherwise Qian Xingwei might not be really stimulated by this result.

It's outrageous.

When he came home for dinner at noon, Professor Qian Xian watched his son drop the dishes on the table over and over again, and finally couldn't help asking him what was wrong.

Qian Xingwei picked up the vegetables silently, and said in a plain tone as possible, "The city's joint entrance examination a few days ago, the results are out today, and Yunyan is the first in the city."

Mama Qian has always liked the little girl Yunyan.

"This child Yunyan is not only smart, but also down-to-earth and serious. Before she came to the house every week to ask questions about old money, I felt that this child was promising."