119 Who told you that I’m going to art class?
Not to ntion becoming the top scorer, ng Fu might not even be able to stay in school for three years.
Just like Zhao Fan, Yu zhenling also thought that ng Fu would start from the first year of high school when he said that he was going to school.
Even though she said that, Jiang Quan had already contacted a private high school for ng Fu.
What’s done can not be undone, so Yu zhenling did not say anything more. After patting her face with water, she went to rest.
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The next day.
Early in the morning, ng Fu went to the studio to take a bunch of photos. She had always had a good sense of the cara, with no dead angles at all 360 degrees, so it was easy for her to take photos of magazine covers.
When she was done, su Cheng was still waiting for her outside.
When he saw her, he gestured to her to wait.
ng Fu had changed and was waiting for him at the door.
During this period, a staff mber from the photography team ca to ask for her autograph.
Two minutes later, su Cheng hung up the phone and walked over. His tone was cold.”You’re done?”
“Yes.” ng Fu signed the autograph and handed it to the staff politely. Then, she rembered sothing. I have to go back to the Jiang family first.
When she was filming, she received a call from old master Jiang, asking her to go back.
Su Cheng pondered for a mont. how long? ”
“After lunch, probably.” ng Fu rubbed his chin.
“Alright,” he said. Su Cheng was a man of few words. He took his car keys and sent ng Fu to the Jiang family’s house.
It was Saturday, so Jiang yiran and Jiang Xinyu didn’t have any classes.
When ng Fu arrived, it was close to alti. Jiang yiran was in the hall explaining the math paper he had taken to Jiang Xinyi.
First middle school’s papers were difficult, especially this month’s monthly exam paper. The last math question was very difficult. Even though Jiang Xinyan was only in the first year of high school, Jiang yeran had no clue how to solve it.
Yu zhenling was arranging flowers at the side. When she saw ng Fu, her expression was much calr than last night. She broke the flower and threw it into the trash can. Her tone was cold, “”They’re discussing the questions, don’t disturb them.”
this question involves University knowledge ... Jiang yiran pointed at the question with his fingertip and said slowly.
When he saw ng Fu coming in from the front of the hall, Jiang Xinyi beca a little absent-minded. His hand paused for a mont, and he couldn’t concentrate when he heard Jiang yiran’s words. He pursed his lips and said, “”Let’s eat first. I’ll go ask the teacher on Monday.”
After he finished speaking, he stood up.
The smile on Jiang Yiran’s face seed to freeze for a mont, but she didn’t say anything more. She lowered her eyebrows and smiled gently. okay.
The servants had already started serving the dishes.
When master Jiang heard that ng Fu had arrived, he ca downstairs with Jiang Quan’s assistant.
“Grandpa.” Jiang Yiran and Jiang Xintong both stood up and greeted old master Jiang obediently.
Old master Jiang put his walking stick aside and said, ” okay. since there were other people around, he had always been dignified. sit down and eat first.
ng Fu was still sitting beside master Jiang, sitting in the center position.
When he saw ng Fu, Jiang Quan’s assistant, Jiang Yu, took out a docunt from his bag and whispered in old master Jiang’s ear.
After hearing this, master Jiang’s brows relaxed and his tone beca gentler. Fu ‘er, this is the school your father found for you. T city’s International School. It’s an International School with good teachers. See if you like it.
As he spoke, he handed the docunt to ng Fu.
T city’s International School had a good reputation in T city. It could be considered the most powerful private school with many foreign teachers.
ng Fu looked at the docunts in old master Jiang’s hands and didn’t say anything for a long ti. She had ntioned it to old master Jiang last night that he had already found a school today.
She didn’t know what to say for a mont.
Opposite her, Jiang Yiran put down his chopsticks and seed very surprised. sister, you’re going back to school? ”
yes, ” master Jiang replied on ng Fu’s behalf, his eyes never leaving ng Fu. Seeing that ng Fu was staring at the docunts without saying a word, master Jiang’s hand that was holding the chopsticks tightened. you don’t like the whole school? ”
“Not really,” ng Fu opened the docunt and flipped through it slowly. She lowered her eyes so that no one could see her expression.
Old master Jiang was very patient with ng Fu. When he wasn’t smiling, the wrinkles on his face were terrifying. then why? ”
“Just ...” ng Fu flipped through the information on the International schools and put it aside. He turned to master Jiang and said seriously, “”I already have a school I want to go to.”
“Which one?” Old master Jiang had always thought that Jiang Quan was serious in its work. He didn’t think there was a better school than this one.
Following her words, the rest of the people at the table turned to ng Fu.
Jiang xinchen opened his mouth and said,”an International High School is a very good school. I have a junior high school classmate there.”
Yu zhenling took a deep breath and did not want to say anything more about ng Fu.
It would be good enough if they could send her to T city’s International High School. If she didn’t even like an International High School, where else could she go?
ng Fu didn’t panic at all despite being stared at by everyone. She looked at old master Jiang and was silent for two seconds before she replied, “”No. 1 middle school,”
The mont these two words ca out, everyone at the dining table seed to pause for a mont.
Not far away, the Butler who was serving the old master the ginseng soup paused and turned to look at ng Fu. His gaze seed to be a little complicated.
Although T city was only a second-tier city, it had a deep cultural heritage and the University education grants were strong. Not only was T University famous in the country, but even No. 1 middle school could compete with the other middle schools in the country.
No. 1 middle school had a history of more than a hundred years. The school’s managent was strict, and the number of students who could enter each year was limited. There were no transient students either. Those who could enter No. 1 middle school were the top students in the top 1000 of the provincial capital. It was as difficult as ascending to the heavens to transfer students halfway through without any historical results.
Those who could attend No. 1 middle school were all proud Children of Heaven.
In the silence, Jiang Yiran was the first to speak. She looked at ng Fu and couldn’t help but laugh. you’ve never been to high school, so you might not know this, but our No. 1 middle school doesn’t have an art class. Grandpa is right, an International High School is already very good.
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Everyone in the Jiang family knew ng Fu’s background. He had not touched a book for two years, and it was a problem whether he could recognize those mathematical symbols. He was definitely going to take the art exam. Otherwise, with his average cultural results, it would be a problem for him to even get into an ordinary college.
Therefore, Jiang Quan had carefully selected a few schools with art classes last night.
There were only rocket classes and parallel classes in No. 1 middle school, and most of them were repeaters. All of them were straight-a students with good grades, so they naturally didn’t have to worry about the school.
we’ll talk about this later. old master Jiang knocked on the table and looked at ng Fu. He paused and his voice slowed down.”I’ll discuss it with your dad when we get ho tonight,”
Did the old master really want ng Fu to go to first middle school?
Putting aside the fact that No. 1 middle school didn’t have any art classes, would No. 1 middle school accept soone like ng Fu, no matter how much money he spent?
At that ti, would he ask the Yu family to help him make connections?
Yu zhenling felt even more frustrated at the thought of this. However, she didn’t dare to say anything more in the presence of the old man. She only ate a few mouthfuls and went upstairs.
She gave Yu Yong a call and massaged her eyebrows. T city’s International High School is also a famous private high school. She doesn’t like it and still wants to go to No. 1 middle school.
he has high standards but low abilities. Yu Yong comnted. it’s hard for him to achieve great things.
I’ll be relieved if she’s half as good as LAN ran. Yu zhenling shook her head. brother, I think our old man might need to talk to our Father. After all, principal Gu is a stubborn man. Only our Father can speak to him. Don’t agree to it. If she gets into No. 1 middle school and is expelled within a month, the Jiang family will beco a joke.
...
Her two children were in No. 1 middle school, so Yu zhenling naturally knew its rules. No. 1 middle school had an Elimination System. If one did not et the standards for the monthly test, they would be forced to drop out.
**
Downstairs, the old man had finished eating. After hearing ng Fu’s words, he fell into deep thought.
Su Cheng was still waiting for her, so ng Fu did not stay any longer. He took the things that Jiang Quan had prepared for her and left.
This ti, Butler Jiang sent her out of the door for the first ti.
ng Fu saw su Cheng’s car imdiately.
“Miss ng,” Seeing that ng Fu was about to get into the car, Butler Jiang finally called out to her.
ng Fu gathered her coat and turned to look at Butler Jiang. She raised her eyebrows, surprised that Butler Jiang had taken the initiative to talk to her.
although an International High School isn’t as good as first middle school, it’s still a school that Sir and the others have carefully chosen. The old master had also asked around before choosing an international school. “Also, miss Xun ran is right. No. 1 middle school doesn’t have any art classes. It’s completely aningless for you to go there.”
Was he trying to knock her down and tell her not to aim too high?
It was already not bad to be able to enter an International School.
No. ng Fu’s fingers hooked the buttons of his coat and he glanced at Butler Jiang. who told you that I’m going to art class? ”
When Butler Jiang heard her words, his pupils shrank and he looked at ng Fu. “You ... What’s the aning of this?”
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