Chapter 98:

The winning party is growing fast like a broken bamboo. Before the crew and Sheng Qiao sneaked and shouted "Mrs. Sai Gao", now the name is changed to "winning high" "".
The winning girl's grain production is fast, and Ren Zhiguang Qiao powder can't be shaken by the two sides.
Winning: We are the cp that the Lord has personally stamped!
Only powder: You are also the cp that the Lord has personally dismantled!
The woman split, the man's cover, cp is like a tug-of-war. You are also jealous, I am also awkward, winning all the way to sing love songs.
I got the real Liang Xiaoyu, I only hated that I couldn’t share the 10,000-word essay written in the hotel on the same day and shared it with my comrades. I could only bite the small handkerchief and send a message to the second winning sister of the whole network: "Yes. Really, you believe me, it is really true. You wait, we will usher in the final spring!"
The sisters are still as light as ever: "Well, I believe."
Liang Xiaoxuan: Hey, good sister, we finally got out of the way. I thought that at the beginning, we were the only ones in the whole network, how can we sneak into our lives? It’s our glory!
Sister: ............ um.
"Sisters" returned the news, looked up and looked at Sheng Qiao, who was not far from the head, and walked over with the milk tea bought by the little egg. Sheng Qiao is playing a chemical equation on the herb, and he is not evenly fit for a long time. He bites his pen and flips the book there.
Horch inserted the straw and squatted in front of her: "Reseat after the break."
Sheng Qiao looked at the milk tea in his hand, looked happy, was about to pick up, and thought of something, pouting and said: "The fans said to use six walnuts instead of drinks."
Horch: "........."
Ding Jian sighed next: "Her fans sent her ten boxes of six walnuts. With this courier fee, I can buy a few more boxes, all of which are really loved."
Horch glanced at the two boxes of walnut milk piled up behind her. Fang Bai couldn't help but say: "In fact, it didn't work. I asked for a psychological comfort. She drank all the walnuts."
Sheng Qiao: "........."
You don't understand the pain of older girls struggling to learn.
Several people are saying that Sheng Qiao’s phone rang and took it out, which was called by Bei Mingfan.
He was recently working on the school registration of Sheng Qiao, and at this moment, Sheng Qiao thought that he was enrolled in school. When he listened to it, Bei Mingfan said: "Little Joe, this is really bad. I have found several schools and said that there is no such precedent. It is said that it affects the study of ordinary students and that parents have opinions on the school."
Sheng Qiao was a little anxious to hear: "Ah? What should I do?"
Bei Mingfan hesitated to say: "Now find a school, dragging a lot of relationships, the other party promised to let you hang school, but there is a request."
Sheng Qiao: "What requirements?"
Bei Mingfan: "I want you to come over to take an entrance exam tomorrow. If the score can reach the average score of their school, you will be admitted to school."
Sheng Qiao: "........."
Bei Mingfan said with joy: "Because now is April, the principal agrees to enroll you in the way of high school transfer. After the summer vacation, it will rise to three. So you only use the knowledge of high school and high school, and you are not happy?"
Sheng Qiao: "........."
Bei Mingfan: "I will help you secretly inquire. The average score of this school is only 412. You only need 68.66 per test."
Sheng Qiao: "........."
Bei Mingfan: "Well, I don't bother you to read a book. You have to take a few words back. I asked Ding to book the ticket tonight. Let's go to the exam tomorrow."
Sheng Qiao: "..............."
Hanging up the phone, a few people saw her for a long time and couldn’t speak, Horch frowned and asked, "What happened?"
Sheng Qiao: "Wow, Horch, give me two more bottles of six walnuts."
......
Ding Jane went to book the ticket, Fang Bai went to the director to take time off, Horch took the mobile phone search and searched the school's high-end second-volume this year, so that Sheng Qiao did a try.
Sheng Qiao swept the test questions, and the pile of poems at the beginning of the language was directly forced by the interpretation of the translated poems. The back is not tested, the test is not back, it is too bad.
Horch held back and smiled and comforted: "Your English and mathematics are good. These two Dora points, Chinese reading comprehension and composition writing a little better, no problem."
Sheng Qiao: "Hey..."
The director knew that she was going to take the test tomorrow, and she did not arrange for her to play in the afternoon. After the holiday, she went back to the hotel to review. Before the walk, the crew of the crew also gave her a unified effort. "Xiao Qiao, I took the first place and returned to our crew. Long face!"
Just one of my candidates, the first one.
Back at the hotel, Sheng Qiao quickly turned over the high school notes sent by the fans to make up for it. She made up her mind to avoid weaknesses and strive for high scores in English and mathematics. On the way to the airport, she was in the middle of high school words and mathematical formulas.
On the plane, the seat is in the first class. When Sheng Joe is seated, he takes out the English words that the fans send and keeps watching it. One of them is actually a fan of her, and a flight attendant wants to sign it, and she stops her. Righteous words: "Don't bother Jojo to learn!"
Three hours later, the plane landed, and Bei Mingfan rented a car to pick them up, and walked vip on a private trip. After getting on the bus, I saw her face and no love, and said: "I will take you to eat the most famous hot pot at night!"
Sheng Qiao: "Don't go, I have to recite the text. The blue sky is not at the bottom, is it behind?"
Fang Bai: "Sun and Moon shine on the gold and silver platform! I don't think this is the back of the book. You will remember the last two must-test points. An can destroy the eyebrows and lose weight, and pick up!"
Sheng Qiao: "Make me not happy!"
Fang Bai: "Correct!"
Bei Mingfan: "........."
The car drove back to the hotel, Sheng Joe’s dinner was called takeaway, eating on the back, going to the toilet is also back, taking a bath and writing the formula on the glass door of the bathroom.
The memory of high school that has faded for many years, that period of sorrow due to exams, because of secret love, because of the youthful time of friendship, in the dead of night, slowly emerged.
After becoming Sheng Qiao, she first dreamed of going to school.
She was dressed in a school uniform and sat in the classroom to take notes. Her favorite math teacher at the podium was holding a ruler to draw parallel lines. He turned and suddenly pointed at her and asked: "Who are you? How are you?" In my class?"
All the students around me looked over, obviously all the people she was familiar with, all of them staring at her with strange eyes.
She was anxious to explain: "I am Chaucer, I am a student of this class."
"You are not our class!"
"We don't know Chaucer!"
"We didn't call Chaucer in our class!"
She cried out and pulled out her student ID card: "Look, you see, I am really Chaucer, I am a math class representative, I am a high school student."
"con man!"
"Nothing called Chaucer!"
"This is written on Sheng Qiao!"
"You don't even remember who you are!"
"You are Sheng Qiao!"
The familiar faces of the young people became blurred. They were university classmates for a while, Joe’s family members for a while, and friends’ girlfriends for a while. They circled her around with a circle of strange eyes.
She shouted over and over again: "I am Chaucer, I am really Chaucer! I am really..."
No one believes in her.
She was crying and fainting, a blur of light and shadow, and saw Horch.
He wore the white dress when she first saw him on TV. Her hair was cut short, and her cold and temperament was so natural that she was deeply immersed.
She yelled at him: "Horse!"
He looked up and looked over.
She cried: "Hoch, I am Chaucer."
He looked at her from afar, half awkward, and a gentle smile appeared on his face. "I know, you are my fan."
Only he will respond to her.
Everyone doesn't know me. This world doesn't have my existence. Sometimes I wake up from my dreams. I doubt whether this person does not really exist.
Only you is my only emotional continuation.
Even if everyone doesn't remember me, I remember the frequency of my heartbeat when I love you. Your existence has been reminding me that I have had such a life, and I will not let me forget who I am in the years to come.
She cried and woke up.
The ceiling lights showed a faint glow in the night. She touched the cell phone on the pillow and dialed Horch's phone.
She forgot the principle of non-disturbance she insisted on. She forgot that he might have rested at this time. She just wanted to listen to his voice and to dispel the great sadness in her dreams.
After three times, the phone was connected. He called her with a slightly sleepy voice: "Jojo?"
She cried even more fiercely and choked: "Horch."
He heard her crying and sat up from the bed: "What's wrong?"
She whispered: "Hoch, I miss you, I dream of you."
The breathing in the earpiece gradually became clear.
For a long while, he laughed lowly: "What did you dream of?"
She choked: "Don't dream that everyone doesn't know me, only you remember me."
The one banged, and he pressed the light and asked: "Is it too stressful? Are you worried about the exam?"
"Ok."
"It doesn't matter. If you don't test well, you can change schools. There is still one year from the next year's college entrance examination. There are still many ways to transfer to other places. Don't be afraid."
"Ok."
"Then continue to sleep now, put a good attitude to the exam tomorrow, huh?"
"it is good."
He laughed: "Jojo Joe."
Hanging up the phone, the wall lamp is warm yellow, he pinched the phone for a long time, hooked the lips and opened the private memo: XX XX XX, Jojo first thought of me.
Turn up, there are:
On XX, XX, XX, the first time I watched a movie with Jojo.
On XX XX, XX, I kissed Jojo for the first time.
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After breakfast the next morning, Bei Mingfan went to the school with the sorrowful Sheng Qiao. He first met with the principal and greeted the grade director. This matter has not been circulated. After all, whether you can accept or not depends on the results. .
After the discussion of the teaching director and several teachers, the papers they prepared for Sheng Qiao were the mid-year volumes of this second year of high school. In fact, there is no hope. I feel that the principal’s so-called average score is an excuse for rejection.
Being smart doesn't mean learning well. A star who has graduated from junior high school and has a lot of knowledge reserves is not enough. How can it reach the level of exam-oriented education?
Nowadays, most of these stars are still set up for people to set up.
With such a mentality, Teacher Yang, who is in charge of the invigilation, came to the office specially prepared by the principal. Pushing open the door, the short-haired girl who was facing the sky sat quietly inside, saw him coming in, and immediately got up and politely said: "The teacher is good, the hard teacher."
There is no star shelf, it is better than TV.
Teacher Yang took the test paper out of the sealed bag and pointed it to the wall clock: "The test time is two and a half hours, remember to arrange the time reasonably."
Sheng Qiao nodded, got the test paper, unscrewed the pen cover, wrote his name in the name column, Yang teacher taught the language, next to it, hey, this word, not bad.
Looking at this word, it has changed a bit.
In the next two and a half hours, Sheng Qiao focused on the whole process and answered the questions carefully. There was no such thing as the use of stars to make small moves when the teachers talked privately.
She finished the test paper in advance, but did not immediately submit the paper, and turned back to check it from the beginning. It was this attitude that allowed Teacher Yang to nod and look around.
It would be nice if the boys in the class could have her attitude.
Sure enough, it should be the sentence, the possession does not cherish, it is a pity to miss it.
The four courses were tested four times. The school also arranged for two days according to the time of the ordinary candidates. Sheng Qiao’s first day was to study Chinese and mathematics. On the second day, he took English and comprehensive studies. .
Bei Mingfan secretly went to inquire, and the teacher still had a principle: "After the test, it will affect the candidate's mentality."
After all the tests were completed, Sheng Qiao was relieved and relaxed, and he was waiting for the result.
Bei Mingfan pushed in the door and handed over a stack of her photos. "Come here, sign, give the teacher a while, and try to add an impression."
Sheng Qiao: "........."
At the signing ceremony, the principal and the director of the school came in. The director held the papers she had made, and her eyes were full of incredible eyes.
Sheng Joe swallowed his mouth and asked nervously: "I passed...?"
Dean of Education: "Sheng Qiao! Congratulations! You passed the entrance exam with a score of 509. From today, you are our Sunshine student!"
Bei Mingfan: "509??? Wow!!!"
I was going to have a congratulatory hug with Sheng Qiao. Looking back, she had already ran to the window with her mobile phone. The person at the other end of the phone whispered and said excitedly: "Hoch, I took 509!"
The laughter was faint: "Jojo is awesome."

Is there a reward?

"Have."
"What reward?"
"Look back."
Ok?
She looked back in confusion.
At the door, the teenager wearing a hat stood there with his mobile phone, and his lips smiled softly.