Chapter 4 — Seven-Colored Hair Thien Kim

"In the past, Thanh Le understood things a lot better than me." Hearing this sentence, my heart moved slightly. In the evening, I went to look for Chu Thanh Le. Her room door was ajar. On the table is a schedule sheet. Read the morning article. Go to class. Coaching excellent students for exams. Ritual class. Rehearsal for the educational forum. Interview with charity fund. Even weekends are packed. The most dazzling is the final round of the physics competition next week. Has been crossed out with a red pen. Besides writing: Changed to the main speaker of the Chu family's educational forum. I held the schedule, my anger flared up. Chu Thanh Le saw it, her face turned pale. "Ha Ha, don't get excited." I asked her: "Do you want to go to the forum?" She was silent. I asked again: "Or do you want to participate in the final round?" Her fingertips tightened. A long time later, she quietly said: "I want to participate in the final round." The next day at the dinner table. Father Chu directly announced: "Thanh Le, cancel the physics final." "The forum has already made a media appointment." Chu Nghien Xuyen nodded. "Thanh Le, don't be impulsive." "Astrophysics with so few people interested, how can it be as important as the forum?" Luc Van Tu also softened his voice and advised. "Thanh Le, in the future you still have to follow a stable and dignified path." "Don't make it difficult for everyone because of a competition." "Chu Thanh Le's face became increasingly white. I put down my chopsticks. "She will participate in the final round." Father Chu looked at me coldly. "You said it doesn't count." I took out my phone. "Then the rules will count." "The contest organizers have confirmed that students have independent eligibility to participate." "The school and parents cannot force cancellation." I opened an email again. The attached file is Chu Thanh Le's schedule, forum plan and training time record. The recipient is the organizing committee and the city education supervision mailbox. I looked at Chu's father. "Sign the participation confirmation form." "Or I'll send it right now." Chu Nghien Xuyen angrily shouted: "Duong Phung Ha, are you crazy?!" I looked at him. "Yes." Finally, Chu's father still signed. Signed with a face as black as the bottom of a pot. Chu Thanh Le held the confirmation, her eyes red. "Ha Ha..." I immediately interrupted. "Don't cry." "If you cry, I'll be heartbroken." She laughed. After this incident, Luc Van Tu came to see me privately. The location is a corner of the library. He also bought milk tea. I don't touch it. Afraid his confidence was soaked inside. I opened the recording. "Say it." Luc Van Tu lowered his voice very gently. "Phung Ha, lately you don't need to always confront Uncle Chu." "Thanh Le's personality is weak, if you do that, you will get her stuck in the middle." I asked: "She wants to participate in the final round, I help her participate, what's wrong?" Luc Van Tu sighed. "She's stable, but not suitable for taking too many risks." "Astrophysics needs a big investment." But the return is little." "In the future, if she continues to carry out her engagement with me, what she needs is a more stable record." I almost burst out laughing. "You really know how to arrange other people's lives." He looked at me. "Actually, you are more suitable to form a team with me." "Next month's mathematical modeling competition, I can lead you." I raised my eyebrows. "What about Chu Thanh Le?" He said as if it was a matter of course. "She can be in charge of synthesizing the talent." data.”“She is very meticulous, but her limits are not as high as yours.”“You have the ability to explode, our chances of winning the prize will be greater.”Recording here. Enough. The date of the introduction and registration session for the mathematical model competition. Luc Van Tu stood on the podium, wearing a white shirt and gold-rimmed glasses. On the outside, he seems dignified. "I suggest adjusting the team." "Phung Ha has performed very well recently, he can join the core group." "Thanh Le is under great pressure from the physics finals, suitable

Switch to the documents group." Chu Thanh Le sat in the first row, the registration form in her hand was wrinkled. I raised my hand. "Teacher, I want to hand out something." Luc Van Tu's face changed. "Phung Ha, don't make a mess." I directly pressed the play button. His voice rang out clearly. "She is stable, but not suitable for taking too many risks." "She can be in charge of synthesizing documents." "She is very meticulous, but there are no limits." as tall as you." The whole class was silent. The teacher in charge of the competition's expression darkened. Chu Thanh Le raised his head to look at him. "So all along you always felt that I was only suitable to compile documents for you?" Luc Van Tu was impatient. "Thanh Le, I didn't mean that." "I was only thinking about the team's achievements." I stood up. "Teacher, I would like to re-form the team." "You and Chu Thanh Le are on the same team." "The topic will be modeling." astronomical data." "She's in charge of building the model, I'm in charge of the algorithm." I looked towards Luc Van Tu. "And he's in charge of keeping his mouth shut." Someone in the class couldn't help but laugh. The teacher in charge of the competition immediately canceled Luc Van Tu's status as team captain. Luc Van Tu's face turned pale. Chu Nghien Xuyen stopped me in the hallway.