The next day.

Yucheng No.1 Middle School.

First grade, teacher's office.

Qiao Yu stood in front of his desk, staring at the tea leaves floating on the table in trance.

This tea was picked by the master from Nanshan Yunwu. He got up early in the morning and went up the mountain to pick the buds and leaves himself.

To taste this tea, you need to use the springs of Xiaonan Mountain to brew the tea and roast it. Only then will you realize that it has a mellow taste, a beautiful color, and a clear fragrance.

Nowadays, this tea is soaked in boiling water in a glass cup, and it is drank like a cow.

Qiao Yu looked distressed.

"Lao Zhou, we can't accept this guy."

Director Wang sipped the tea leaves in his cup and picked up the two test papers on his desk.

"Look, I scored 120 in the liberal arts comprehensive exam, and only scored 20 in the science comprehensive exam. Chinese and math are even worse."

"Director, please give me some face. Our Xiaoliu is a good student."

The speaker’s name is Zhou Zhengrong.

He is in his forties, strong and upright, and very tall.

He is the backbone of the Qiao family.

A serious princeling veteran.

"Good seedling?"

Director Wang looked at the scores on the test paper and sneered.

"Our No. 1 Middle School is a key provincial school with the highest enrollment rate every year. We are all good students."

"Not only do we have good talents, we also have a lot of excellent teachers, special teachers, and grade groups."

"If we let a poor student in, it will not only lower the enrollment rate, but also do we need annual teacher evaluation?"

He stood up and patted Zhou Zhengrong on the shoulder.

"Lao Zhou, don't make things difficult for me. Let your child find a technical school and learn a trade. It's better than anything else."

Technical school?

Zhou Zhengrong's face suddenly darkened.

The prince of their family is a master of the Four Books, Five Classics and Six Arts, as well as martial arts and literary skills. How could he be a bad student?

but.

When he saw the bright red score on the roll, his heart suddenly felt sour.

Times have changed.

The religion taught by our ancestors is different from what we learned in school.

The prince can come out this time.

Maybe that's a good thing too.

He gritted his teeth and began to smile apologetically:

"Director, please help me. We are old friends."

"This kid is willing to work hard."

"Please help me personally. If you need help in the future, please feel free to ask."

He lowered his attitude and bowed his back. This posture made him a head shorter than the fat Director Wang.

Qiao Yu stared at his broad back blankly.

When I was young.

Go to Xiaonanshan to study with a teacher.

The mountain road was long and steep, so Uncle Zhou carried her up the mountain with his back hunched like this every day.

It lasted three years, rain or shine.

She frowned slightly and intercepted his plea.

"Uncle Zhou."

"little six!"

Zhou Zhengrong turned around and scolded.

The Qiao family has rules. If the elders are talking outside, there is no right for the younger ones to interrupt.

The get out of class bell rang.

Teachers came into the office one after another.

Director Wang has no time to mess around with them.

He picked up the lesson plan and prepared to go to class.

"Director, please think about it again."

Zhou Zhengrong was anxious and hurriedly grabbed him.

"Old Zhou! What do you mean?"

Director Wang is on fire.

"I have already said that friendship is friendship and rules are rules. Our No. 1 Middle School is a key high school, not a technical school outside. Anyone can fit in."

He pointed at Qiao Yu:

"To put it bluntly, students like this can only hold them back. Your parents can't teach them well. Now it's useless to send them to our school!"

"If it affects our school's enrollment rate, can you be responsible or can I be responsible?"

His tone was righteous and unceremonious.

Many teachers looked here.

But no one spoke.

Admission to No. 1 Middle School cannot be achieved through connections.

How many parents came to plead for mercy? They are not surprised by this kind of thing.

Didn't everyone walk away in despair at the end?

They shook their heads and prepared to prepare lessons.
Chapter completed!