Chapter 31： Are you Qiao Nian?

Chapter 31 Are you Qiao Nian?

Round City No. 1 Middle School is a century-old school. Every year, there are students who are admitted to the two universities of National Tsing Hua University and Peking University. There are many celebrity alumni from previous years. It can be said that it is the best school around the city.

It was the beginning of the new semester. There was a crowd at the school gate, and many parents drove their children to sign up.

The royal blue Bentley that Qiao Weimin bought was particularly eye-catching on the road.

Many parents who send their children to school look in their direction with curious and enviable eyes. Qiao Weimin and Qiao An are full of spring breeze, arrogantly accepting gazes from all directions.

Qiao Nian only glanced at it, and then lifted his shoulder bag into the school gate, as if two people unrelated to her were at the school gate.

On the contrary, Qiao Ai saw a blue figure from a distance. The tip of his eyes recognized Qiao Nian from the back. He pulled Qiao Weimin and pointed at Qiao Nian's back and said, "Dad, isn't that sister? The back looks like her."

When Qiao Weimin followed the direction of her finger and looked past, the jealous figure had long since disappeared from the crowd.

He raised his eyebrows and said indifferently: "Leave her alone. Anyway, she won't be in a class with you. If you meet him in school, you will not know you."

Qiao Qi looked in the direction where Qiao Nian disappeared, slightly raised the corners of his mouth, and stood beside Qiao Weimin with a hum, hiding the sneer in his eyes.

That’s right, Qiao Nian can only take a D or F class with Qiao Nian's grades, and then I almost went to a **** class like S class!

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

Qiao 嗔 suddenly got better, and it happened that the people who played better with her came, and she left Qiao Nian behind her head and started chatting with Zhao Jingwei and others.

……

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. There was a row of green plants in front of the huge desk. Except for the large leather desk, the walls were full of bookshelves. She glanced briefly and saw a lot of English originals. The masterpiece.

She closed the door easily.

There is more than one person inside.

The first person to greet her was a man with a portfolio in his hand. He was in his early forties, with sparse hair on top of his head and scorched skin, but his eyes were bright and serious. Seeing her, I was stunned for a moment, then lowered my head to open the information in his hand, and asked without a word, "Classmate Qiao Nian, right?"

A photo was posted on the profile picture. Because of the bad angle and dim light, the girl in the photo looked rustic and her facial features were not clear.

The dean of teaching compared the beautiful publicity in front of him, the girl who was scattered in three quarters and scattered, how could not be counted with the person in the photo.

"Are you Qiao Nian?"

Qiao Nian felt his gaze stay on his face for three or four seconds, and a scattered light rose from the end of his eyes: "I’m Qiao Nian. Hello, teacher."

The wild with a deep look!

"Oh, good, you sit down first."

There are other teachers in the office who seem to be sorting out the materials for the start of school. Seeing her walk in, they all focus on her.

Chen Xi is also among them.

She looked at the girl who was coming with the dean of education, stayed there, thinking that she had missed her eyes, bumped her elbow against the teacher next to her, and asked softly, "Old Liu, is this a new transfer student?"

The head teacher of Class C is a simple and honest man. He looked at Qiao Nian curiously and said, "This semester there is only a transfer student. She should be her when she comes to the principal's office. This little girl looks pretty good. Ah, it looks smart, I don’t know how the grades are."

(End of this chapter)