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Rong Yan didn’t really care about which school to attend, if she had a choice, she would rather not go to college at all.

However, the original host left behind a strong desire, which was to attend university, preferably Jing City University.

So, since she didn’t have anything else to do, experiencing college life once again wasn’t out of the question.

"Mr. Huang, which schools are there?"

"I’ve made a list for you, it’s all here, take a look for yourself." After handing over the paper, Mr. Huang thought for a mont and added, "With the great results you’ve achieved, there will be quite a bit of prize money. So, choose the school you really want to attend. I think... Jing City University would be very suitable for you."

He still ended up saying that last sentence.

He was truly afraid that due to external factors, she might make so other choice.

Rong Yan glanced at Jing City University, the first on the list, and said without hesitation, "Mr. Huang, I’ve made up my mind—it’s Jing City University."

When Mr. Huang heard this, his face lit up with surprise, "Jing City University, are you serious?"

Rong Yan nodded, "Jing City University is indeed the university I wanted to attend in the first place."

This university was the one the original host had yearned for, so she would fulfill this wish for her.

"Since you’ve made up your mind, that’s good. Jing City University is indeed an excellent choice." The visible happiness on Mr. Huang’s face was unmistakable.

He genuinely hoped this child would have a bright future... She really had it tough.

Plus, he had watched her hard work throughout her high school years.

He hoped she could study the major that suited her best.

"What major do you want to apply for?"

"Finance," Rong Yan said without almost any hesitation.

The original host had experienced the suffering of having no money since childhood. In her subconscious thoughts, if she had money, perhaps her parents wouldn’t have married her off for a bride price.

So, she hoped to be wealthy.

Mr. Huang was montarily taken aback, as he had thought Rong Yan liked majors related to academic research.

However, he quickly regained his composure, "That’s also a very good major."

"Then please let them know..." Rong Yan hadn’t finished speaking when Mr. Huang directly interrupted her, "Wait a mont, the admissions office staff from their school will be here soon, so just wait a little longer before leaving."

Rong Yan was surprised by this, "They’re coming so quickly?"

"The people from the Jing City University admissions office are in the province capital. They set out early this morning to co here, so you can confirm the details with them in person. Once everything is settled, that would be enough."

There was no need for specially recruited students to go through the regular application process.

Now it was about securing top-quality students!

According to the principal... several schools had already called to scout for candidates.

So schools had offered very generous conditions, promising free tuition for four years of college and extra prize money if she chose their school.

"That’s great!" Rong Yan nodded.

Since that was the case, she was no longer in a rush to leave.

However, once the news that she had ranked first in the province spread throughout the campus, many people wanted to co and see her.

Of course, there were also many classmates who congratulated her.

Thus, Rong Yan found herself awkwardly surrounded by these enthusiastic classmates and so parents for about half an hour until the principal arrived with the admissions teacher from Jing City University, which finally rescued her.

"Rong Yan, congratulations on achieving first place in the provincial college entrance examination."

"Thank you, Principal!"

Rong Yan’s calm deanor not only made the principal very fond of her, but the admissions teacher was also very impressed.

"Rong Yan, this is Teacher Zheng from the Jing City University admissions office. If you like, you can discuss your thoughts with Teacher Zheng."

Teacher Zheng imdiately talked about so of their school’s recruitnt advantages.

And he enthusiastically promoted their university.

In the end, he asked, "Rong Yan, how do you feel about it?"

Rong Yan looked at him, "I’m very interested in your school’s finance departnt!"

On hearing this, Teacher Zheng’s eyes instantly brightened as he beca enthusiastic, "Rong Yan, your choice is very wise. Our school’s finance departnt... has very strong faculty, with several professors who are quite exceptional..."

He went on and on.

After Teacher Zheng repeatedly confird Rong Yan’s decision and to prevent other schools from poaching her, he took the lead in processing everything.

And everything was simplified.

Once all procedures were completed, Teacher Zheng was extrely happy, "Rong Yan, that will be all then, welco to enroll in September."

Rong Yan: "Thank you! If there’s nothing else, I’ll be leaving now."

"Rong Yan, wait a mont, please co to the school again tomorrow! With such impressive results, not only will our school reward you, but the provincial and county authorities will also have prize money for you. Besides, so reporters will want to interview you tomorrow!"

Although Rong Yan wasn’t keen on being interviewed by reporters, she understood it was a routine matter, and the prospect of receiving prize money made it seem acceptable.

So she nodded and agreed, "Okay!"

The principal was very happy to see her agreent.

After chatting for a few more monts, he let Rong Yan leave.

In less than half a day’s ti, the entire town knew they had a provincial top scorer from their town.

Additionally, the school’s firecrackers roared deafeningly for a long ti.

Rong Shuiniu only found out about this in the afternoon. He had been previously released... since there are no secrets in the village, the deeds of him and his wife had set tongues wagging, and every ti he stepped outside, people would point and whisper.

As a result, during this ti, he had to stay at ho, and even the ti he spent working the fields had greatly diminished.

Anyhow, with that 1500 yuan in his hands, he wasn’t short of money for the ti being.

Tangible benefits in hand, who cares what people say!

Figuring ti would heal all, he thought about getting out and about in the village again.

But before he could even act on this thought, there was a knock at his door.

His son was out, leaving only him at ho, so he had to answer the door himself.

When he saw a large group of people standing outside... especially when the village head was leading them, he was taken aback.

"Village head, what is this... What’s going on?"

Having been to the police station and detained for a few days, he was inwardly quite anxious.

Moreover, the expressions on these people’s faces—why did they look like they were mocking him?

He was utterly baffled inside.

The village head looked at him with mixed emotions, "Do you know Rong Yan’s college entrance examination score?"

Upon hearing this, Rong Shuiniu breathed a sigh of relief internally.

As long as they weren’t there to trouble him, it was fine.

He couldn’t care less about the ungrateful girl’s examination score.

"Who cares about that heartless girl’s score! From now on, she has nothing to do with our family."

If that girl hadn’t ruthlessly reported them,

neither he nor his wife would have ended up—one facing judgnt and the other laughed at by villagers. Their family had beco the laughingstock of the whole village!

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