A century -old school is a century -old school. Every year, there are students who have been admitted to the two universities of Tsinghua University and Peking University. There are many celebrities alumni. It can be said that it is the best school around the city.

At the beginning of the new semester, the crowd at the school gate was surging. Many parents drove their children to register.

Among them, Qiao Weimin ’s newly bought Banta Bentley was particularly eye -catching on the road.

Many parents who sent their children to school are looking at them with curious eyes. Qiao Weimin and Qiao Qiao Chunfeng are full of face, and they accept the eyes from all directions.

Qiao Nian only glanced at it, and mentioned his shoulder bag into the school gate, as if the school gate was two people who were not related to her.

However, Qiao Yan saw a touch of blue figure, and recognized Qiao Nian from the back of his eyes, pulled Qiao as a man, and pointed at Qiao Nian's back.

When Qiao Weimin looked at the past in the direction of her fingers, the sloppy figure had long disappeared into the crowd.

He twisted his eyebrows and said without care, "Don't care about her. Anyway, she won't read a class with you, and when I met at school in the future, you should not know it." New

Qiao looked at the disappearance of Qiao Nian, slightly lifted his mouth, and stood beside Qiao Weimin in a well -behaved manner, hiding the sneer in his eyes.

Yes, with Qiao Nian's grades, I took a class D or F at most, and almost, I might go to the garbage class like Class S!

She and Qiao Nian are destined to be the difference between the white clouds in the sky and the soil on the ground!

Qiao's mood suddenly got better, and the people who played well with her usually came. She threw Qiao Nian at the spoon of her head and talked with Zhao Jingwei.

Nympho

Outside the principal's office.

Qiao Nian knocked on the door.

"Come in."

She opened the door, the principal's office was spacious and bright, and there was a row of green plants in front of the large desk. In addition to the large leather desk, the wall was full of bookshelves.

Famous books.

She closed the door by hand.

More than one person inside.

The first to say hello to her was a man with a archive bag in his hand. About forty heads, the hair above his head was sparse and his skin was dark, but his eyes were bright and serious. Seeing her, he stunned, then lowered his head and opened his hand.

The information, asked, asked, "Qiao Nian classmate, right?"

A photo was posted on the avatar. Because of the poor angle and the dim light, the girl in the photo seemed to be rustic in the earth, and the facial features could not be seen clearly.

The director of the teachings compared the beautiful Zhang Yang in front of the lower eyes.

"Are you Qiao Nian?"

Qiao Nian felt his eyes stayed on his face for three or four seconds, and a scattered diversion was raised at the end of his eyes: "I'm Qiao Nian. Good teacher."

That expression of the wild!

"Oh, good, you sit down first."

There are other teachers in the office, which seems to be sorting out the information for the opening school. Seeing her walking in, her attention was put on her.

Chen Xi is also among them.

She watched the girl who followed the teachings and came over, and stayed, thinking that she had looked at the wrong eyes, hit the teacher around her with her elbows, and asked softly: "Lao Liu, this is a new transfer student?"

Class C head teacher is a kind man, and when he heard his words, he looked at Qiao Nian's side and looked back: "This semester school is a transfer student. She came to the principal's office and it should be her. This little girl looks good.

Ah, it's very clever, I don’t know how the results are. "
Chapter completed!