Chapter 207
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In this Mathematical Olympiad, the Chinese team once again stood out. The individual gold medal and team total score were among the best.
When the results were announced, Director Li stood up with a "whoosh" and strode to the examination room to give all the contestants who had persisted for five hours a warm hug. The audience also applauded continuously.
This was for all the students. Regardless of success or failure, the spirit of the students' hard work was worthy of praise.
Father Gao, who had never attended his son's parent-teacher conference, and had never even been to his son's school, had tears in his eyes. As a middle-aged man, there was a trace of gentleness in his love for family compared to when he was young.
He really didn't know that his son was so outstanding that he was so proud of him.
A fierce competition ended with the contestants shaking hands with each other and a gentle smile on their faces. The Mathematical Olympiad ended.
Ye Chien received the gold medal that she had obtained in two lifetimes. She, who had always been calm and composed, was also slightly red-eyed. In her previous life, she had gone through hardships but still could not escape from Ye Ying's persecution. In this life, she finally did not need to look at Sun Dongqing and Ye Ying's faces and live carefully. She could stand upright and no longer suffer from that cowardice.
The continuous applause was like flowers that appeared on the roadside when you walked through a thorny road. You could stop to feel the joy, but never forget that a wonderful life could not be stopped because of this.
"Ye Chien, Yang Ye, the two girls, stand in front. The boys stand on the left and right. Take a group photo together." Below the stage, Director Li, who had a face full of pride, and the staff sent by the embassy took the first group photo of all the students in Australia.
When the twelve contestants began to visit the scenery of the University of Sydney, this photo had already been sent back to China by the embassy staff.
Ye Chien and the others had not yet returned from Australia. In China, the news that the Chinese team won the most gold medals in the Mathematical Olympiad team and the individual gold medals swept across the country like a spring breeze.
Even the People's Daily, which had the largest circulation, reported it and accompanied the contestants' performance on the stage.
Ye Zhifan was the deputy mayor, and the People's Daily was the paper he had to read every time. When he saw the photo that occupied the most important section of the People's Daily, his gaze suddenly froze.
Then he looked at the name attached. His originally relaxed brows suddenly furrowed, and his expression had changed greatly.
He had just arrived at work. He picked up his briefcase from his desk, clenched the newspaper in his hand, and strode out of the office.
A government worker saw that he seemed to have left in a hurry and asked kindly, "Deputy Mayor Ye, there are still ten minutes before the meeting. What are you …"
"Postpone the meeting for an hour. I have something urgent to attend to." How could he be in the mood for a meeting? Ye Zhifan didn't even look back. He left the office building with a gloomy face and sped home on his motorcycle.
After breakfast, Sun Dongqing took Ye Ying to the streets to buy groceries. When they came back, they happened to meet the villagers of Shuikou Village. At this time, they were already proudly talking about Ye Ying's results in the midterm exam.
"It's not that I want to praise my Yingying, but this child is very sensible. Old Ye and I have never had to worry about her studies. As a matter of fact, he was one of the top few students in the entire cohort during the final exam. Everyone says that all things are inferior, and only education is good. My Yingying is not a boy, but in what way is she inferior to a boy? "
During this period of time, Sun Dongqing was a little arrogant again. It was said that Ye Zhifan was very likely to become the mayor, and her daughter was very capable. Wherever she went, she held her chin high.
Ye Zhifan, who was riding his motorcycle all the way, happened to see his wife chatting with the villagers. His gloomy face was almost squeezed out of water.
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