Super sweet!After being spoiled, he was spoiled by the bamboo horse school grass

Chapter 132 The closest time to the truth

Zhou Huaiyu glanced at Shen Zhaozhao's direction: "This girl has a sense of humor, so she didn't choose the seat next to Brother Yi."

"Tell me, if she really sits down, will Brother Yi let her stand up again?"

"Brother Yi is also true. We are not allowed to sit next to him this year. Isn't that clearly seducing those girls, giving them hope and disappointing them!"

"I think this girl is pretty smart." Gu Chengzhou glanced at Sheng Chuyi's direction and said.

Some seats look good, but they are not so easy to sit in.

Instead, Zhou Huaiyu suddenly thought of a possibility: "Tell me, could Brother Yi know that there is a beautiful girl coming and deliberately reserve the seat next to him?" Without waiting for Gu Chengzhou to answer, he overturned his previous guess on his own, " Probably not, with Brother Yi's character, sister paper probably isn't as attractive to him as the topic."

Gu Chengzhou: ...

This may very well be the closest you'll get to the truth.

"Okay, let's take care of yourself and think about how to explain when you go home if you fail the exam later!"

Zhou Huaiyu immediately turned into a critical face, and his good mood disappeared: "Tsk, sister Caiyun is too ruthless. She took the exam on the first day of school and made people die."

Complaints are complaints, and the test still needs to be tested.

Chinese is tested in the first and second quarters, foreign languages ​​are tested in the third and fourth quarters, and mathematics is tested in the afternoon.

The first day of transfer is spent in exams.

On the first day of school, there is no need to go to evening self-study. After school in the afternoon, you can go home and prepare for the next day's exam.

There is nothing else to do in the first week of each semester in Ninth Middle School, just the exam.

This seemed to be the tradition of the Ninth Middle School, and everyone accepted it calmly, and no one thought there was any problem.

Except for Shen Zhaozhao.

"Is your school all curly like this?" Upon returning to the villa, Shen Zhaozhao lay on the sofa like a dead dog, feeling as if he had been hollowed out.

Too curly!
If I had known earlier, she would not have transferred.

Sheng Chuyi glanced at her and said, "Ninth Middle School is a private high school, and the enrollment rate is related to the school's enrollment in the coming year. The teachers here are all graduated from prestigious schools. In addition to strong teachers and management skills, they also pay attention to teaching students according to their aptitude. Each class The teacher will adjust the teaching plan in time according to the weekly test results.” Therefore, the test in the Ninth Middle School is an indispensable part, at least once a week, so that teachers and students can check for omissions and fill in the gaps, and find out in time what is wrong with themselves and the teaching process. inadequacies.

"Then the tuition fees here must be high?"

Sheng Chuyi didn't speak.

"Just tell me directly, how much did my parents spend to send me here?" Shen Zhaozhao hasn't asked this question yet, but she is mentally prepared, and she heard that private schools are not cheap.

Sheng Chuyi: "The tuition fee for the high school here is about 15 a year. You transferred here halfway, and you need an extra 20 in sponsorship."

"How much?" Shen Zhaozhao sat up from the sofa excitedly, his voice broke.

15 a year, plus 20 sponsorship fees, not 50 inside and outside?Is it enough to pay for a flat with them?

Even if she was mentally prepared, she was shocked enough.

"Did you say an extra zero?" Shen Zhaozhao felt that just because her parents refused to buy an extra high-speed rail ticket, would she be willing to spend so much money to send her to school?
And Sheng Chuyi's expression told her clearly that she heard correctly.

"Ms. Shu and Lao Shen are crazy?" She can't earn this kind of money by sweeping the streets all her life after graduation, right?

(End of this chapter)