After Being Robbed of Everything, She Returned As a God

   Chapter 247 The cracked principal, welcome Mr. Si to join Beizhou No.1 Middle School [2 more]

  Si Fuqing made an OK gesture, turned back to the camera and chatted with the mousses.

  [It should have been Sister Sang's voice just now, thanks to Sister Sang, a female star knows how to write the word "open". 】

  【I didn’t even take selfies before, but now I have learned to live broadcast, which is worthy of praise. 】

   In addition to filming the cover of "My Fair Lady", Si Fuqing did not make any announcements in August, and seldom appeared in public.

   If you change to other stars, the popularity will inevitably fall.

   But since the last episode of "Sixty-six Days to Survive" was released, Si Fuqing's popularity has not dropped.

   "I'm also very dedicated, okay?" Si Fuqing unscrewed the bottle of Coke, not in a hurry, "and Sister Sang spoils me, believe it or not, I can lie down for a while if I act coquettishly for her?"

   [Stop, stop, believe it. 】

  【Don't act like a spoiled child, no one can stand it. 】

  Sang Yanqing also walked to the entrance and opened the door.

   She first saw the half-bald head of the director of admissions.

   was stunned for a moment, and then he reacted: "Who are you two?"

   "Hello, Ms. Sang, I'm the principal of Beizhou No. 1 Middle School." The principal wore eyes, was scholarly, and was polite, "Mr. Yu asked us to come here to give Miss Si the entrance exam."

  Sang Yanqing: "..."

  The principal of your Beizhou No. 1 Middle School, who has a lot of money, went to Sijiucheng to do the entrance exam for her artists? !

   When she recalled what the black fans said just now that Si Fuqing was not worthy of Beizhou No. 1 Middle School, her face hurt for them.

  Sang Yan calmed down for a few seconds, and said repeatedly: "I'm sorry, I'm sorry, Qingqing she is on the live broadcast, I'll call her right away, the two of you sit first, and I'll ask Xiaoyue to pour tea for you."

   "It's not in the way, it's not in the way." The director of admissions rubbed his hands together, "We're not in a hurry."

   He followed the principal and sat down in front of the sofa.

   Tsukimi went to the kitchen slowly and poured two cups of Pu'er tea and put them on the coffee table.

   Then he leaned against the wall with his arms crossed.

   The hand of the Director of Admissions when he picked up the teacup couldn't help shaking.

   He has never seen the real Si Fuqing, but he has seen his daughter's poster.

   This eighteen-year-old girl is very imposing.

  Why does Si Fuqing's assistant make people feel very scared?

   The director of the admissions department gave Yuejian a quick glance, feeling a little worried.

  Sang Yanqing went upstairs to call Si Fuqing.

   She whispered: "Qingqing, the principal of Beizhou No. 1 Middle School has come to find you in person, right below, you have been live streaming for an hour today, that's enough."

   "Here is the principal?" Si Fuqing was also surprised, "I'll go over here, you help me wrap up."

After    finished speaking, he turned on the microphone and said, "Girlfriends, there are guests here. I will go down to entertain the guests and let Sister Sang chat with you for a while."

  【? ? ? I left before I acted like a coquettish girl. I really deserved it. 】

  【Sister Sang, take care of this female star. 】

  【I suspect that my wife, Jinwu, has hidden her beauty! 】

"Yes, yes, she is going to Beizhou No. 1 Middle School." Sang Yanqing sat down and continued on the previous topic with kindness, "It's unclear which class she will go to, but she probably won't study with her classmates. , the report will definitely go..."

  Si Fuqing just went downstairs, the principal hasn't seen her face clearly.

"Miss Si, hello hello!" The director of the admissions department rushed over with a quick stride, "My daughter is your fan, can you give me an autographed photo? It's almost her birthday, I don't know what else to give. "

  Si Fuqing was stunned for two seconds: "Ah, okay, no problem."

   She took a photobook of RM to the Director of Admissions.

   The principal has a very headache: "Can you pay attention to your image? It's disrespectful to the old!"

   "Hey, I have a daughter, but you don't." The director of admissions shook the photo book in his hand, "What image do you want."

headmaster:"……"

Inverted.

   "Miss Si, this is the case. The college entrance examination has been reformed, and there is no such thing as pure science and liberal arts." The director of the admissions department quickly entered the topic.

   "It's fine." Si Fuqing glanced at his eyes and touched his chin, "But for the sake of simplicity, I'd better choose physical and chemical biology."

   The director of the admissions department had a stiff expression: "Physical, chemical and biological...simple?"

   This is the opposite, right? !

  God knows that he was crying when he studied physics.

   How can you choose physics for simplicity?

   "Actually, history is also fine." Si Fuqing blinked, "If I take the full examination of Emperor Yin, I can get full marks."

   The principal pushed his glasses and said softly, "Student Si also likes His Majesty Emperor Yin very much?"

  The tomb of Emperor Yin has not yet been found. There is only a museum, which stores some antiques from the Great Xia Dynasty, as well as some books handed down by Emperor Yin himself.

  The museum is a free reservation system, and it is full of people every day.

   Beizhou No. 1 Middle School will hold corresponding activities every year, allowing the students of the new high school to visit the museum of Emperor Yin.

   "I can't say I like it." Si Fuqing thought for a while and smiled, "I like these two words, but it's still too superficial. I only know that without him, there would be no later prosperous summer."

   Hearing this sentence, the principal's expression gradually became serious: "Yes, he drove the barbarians out of the Great Xia Wuzhou and forced them to the Western Continent. No one can compare this credit."

   After just a few words of communication, the principal had already judged that Si Fuqing was definitely not the fish that slipped through the net after nine years of education as mentioned on the Internet.

   This knowledge and understanding is rare among students of this age.

   Here, the director of the admissions department picked out the papers for the three subjects of physics, chemistry and biology: "Miss Si, you can do it first, and you can give it to me after you finish it. I will come to you tomorrow."

   "It's alright, just rest here." Si Fuqing took out the pen and pinched it, "I'll finish it in a while."

   Director of Admissions: "???"

   The principal's glasses almost fell off.

  Si Fuqing raised his head and smiled: "Xiaoyueyue."

   Yuemi yawned and stepped forward: "You two, come here and have some fruit and drinks."

  The Director of Admissions was stiff.

   He literally heard the meaning of guillotine from this sentence.

   The director of the admissions department sat down with stiff legs and lowered his voice: "Principal, how long did Miss Si talk for a while?"

   "Why does it take two and a half hours?" The principal was not sure, "The comprehensive exam is probably about this time."

   Director of Admissions nodded: "Miss Na Si's time is really long."

   But this tea is quite delicious. The director of the admissions department drank several cups in a row, and said in the same month, "Hello, what kind of tea is this?"

  Yue Jian glanced at it: "Sisi did it himself."

   The director of the admissions department was surprised: "Miss Si still makes tea?"

   Few of the younger generation now go to learn the tea ceremony.

   In order to prevent the traditional culture of Daxia from being lost, Tiandimeng also set up a tea ceremony class.

   The director of the admissions department said to himself: "I will ask Miss Si for advice later."

   An hour later, Si Fuqing came over with the paper.

   The principal swallowed the tea in his mouth with difficulty: "All done, done?"

  Si Fuqing shook his head: "No."

   The principal breathed a sigh of relief.

   he said.

   "I didn't do Chinese and English, but I only finished science and mathematics."

headmaster:"……"

   Director of Admissions: "..."

Only?

  Si Fuqing put down the four papers: "I'll order takeout, let's have a meal together."

   The principal and the director of admissions took two papers each and began to answer the questions.

The more correct the   , the more silent the two of them became.

   The principal took a few breaths slowly, put aside the full marks of biology and chemistry, and sat in his seat motionless.

  Sang Yanqing came over and was very puzzled: "What's the matter?"

   Tsukimami said calmly: "It's cracked, the brain is disconnected."

  Sang Yanqing: "...??"

  The director of the admissions department has also completed the math and physics papers, leaving only two final questions.

  Si Fuqing's problem-solving process is completely different from the several methods given in the answer, but the answer is correct.

   "I'm a little unsure about these questions. I have already returned math and physics." The director of the admissions department was embarrassed, "I'll take a picture and send it to Mr. Zhuang for a look."

   He took pictures of the two questions and sent them over.

   One minute later, the phone started ringing continuously.

  【Missing Shitai】: Where is it?

  【Miejue Shitai】: I'll come over now.

  【Destroyer Shitai】: Wait.

   Immediately afterwards, a voice call came directly.

   Cold sweat broke out on the forehead of the admissions director: "Calm down, annihilation... No no no, Mr. Zhu, I'm just asking you if these two questions are correct, this problem-solving process—"

   "Why is there so much nonsense!" The other party interrupted directly, "Tell me who it is, I want to accept her as my doctoral student!"

   Director of Admissions: "..."

  gh?

  Sang Yanqing watched the Director of Admissions sitting on the chair and stopped moving.

   Yue Jian sighed: "Another crack."

  Sang Yanqing: "..."

   Don't say it, she also cracked.

After   Si Fu's takeaway arrived, the principal and the director of the admissions department sewed and glued them together.

   "Welcome, Mr. Si, to join our Beizhou No. 1 Middle School." The principal wiped his sweat and stretched out his hand, "Next year, Beizhou No. 1 Middle School will be proud of you."

  Si Fuqing shook hands with him: "I am also honored to join your school."

   After dinner, the principal and the dean of admissions left.

  Si Fuqing picked up the Ten Thousand Miles of Rivers and Mountains and started embroidering. The phone rang twice.

  【Yu Xiheng】: Are you naughty again?

  【Si Fuqing】: No way, I swear, I keep it!

  【Yu Xiheng】: After he came out, he asked me which hospital in Sijiucheng had the best cardiopulmonary department.

  Si Fuqing: "..."

   she replied.

  【Otherwise, you told him that I should be able to cure? 】

  【Yu Xiheng】: What do you think, girl?

   Si Fuqing felt that she was going to make a Sisi brand quick-acting heart-saving pill.

   Save the heart and strengthen the body.

   So it was decided.

  **

   After Sang Yanqing also confirmed that Si Fuqing was coming to Beizhou No. 1 Middle School, the news spread throughout the entire Beizhou No. 1 Middle School the next day.

  The students were very excited.

  Lin Jihuan shook Nian Yi'an's shoulder excitedly: "Wow, at the same table! Did you know that our baby is coming to our school, and I want to meet my idol!"

   "Huh?" Nian Yi'an raised his head from the table sleepily, "My dignified...my dignified goddess wants to study with us?"

   "Yeah." Lin Jihuan put his hands together, "I hope baby will give me a chance to make up lessons for her."

   Nian Yi'an was fully awake, he shook his head: "I'll go out and wash my face."

  He went to the camera in the corridor and called Si Fuqing: "Sister Qingqing, are you coming to our school? Are you a freshman in high school?"

   "No." Si Fuqing said, "I will be promoted to the third grade with you, but I just have a student status."

   Year Yi'an: "..."

  Wait, is his cousin really a scholar?

"By the way, I have someone help you to see a few popular shops near your school." Si Fuqing paused, "Isn't my aunt working as a chef in another restaurant? She doesn't want to be idle, so I think we should still It’s better to open your own shop, clean and hygienic.”

   "I'll buy the shop first. You can come and have a look after school. I'll call the decoration team over there."

   Nian Yi An pursed her lower lip.

   It didn't take long for them to recognize Si Fuqing.

   As a famous star in the entertainment industry, not only did she not despise their family, but she considered everything for them.

  Nian Yi'an touched his shoulder blades and whispered, "Sister Qingqing, can you accompany me to the hospital after you come to Beizhou?"

  Si Fu squinted his eyes and laughed lazily: "Yes."

   "Okay, then I won't bother." Nian Yi'an ended the call.

   He thought to himself that he and Si Fuqing were about the same age. If she really grew wings, she would definitely be able to accept it faster than her parents and her mother.

  Yian opened Weibo again.

  As expected, the entry #sifuqing, Beizhou No. 1 Middle School# has been on the hot search.

The    mousses generally don't criticize, unless the black fan dances in front of Si Fuqing.

  Most passers-by's sense of Si Fuqing is just beautiful.

  The school dropout at that time was even more uproar.

  【I died of laughter, Jiu Leuyu is going to Beizhou No. 1 Middle School, and I also said that I was the first in the international entrance examination. 】

  【Everyone can speak big words, but it is a pity that big words will flash their tongues. 】

   Some netizens directly touched the official Weibo of Beizhou No. 1 Middle School and began to swipe the screen.

  【Is Si Fuqing really a student of your school? 】

   I really like your majesty's name Qingqing girl QvQ

   I'll take care of it and give you more details in a few days~

   See you tomorrow~

   (end of this chapter)