Reborn As A Lucky Girl

What happened?

This time, not only Mrs. Xue, but also Xu fangya was stunned for a while, but she quickly reacted. Holding Xue Laosan's hand, he was trembling and nervous.

Lips moved and couldn't speak for a long time.

Mrs. Xue was also confused, but the headmaster was so enthusiastic that she couldn't open his hand and could only laugh with him. It was rare to be embarrassed on her wrinkled face.

"The headmaster flattered me. This is also the help of the school and teachers. Otherwise Xueer couldn't be so powerful. It's my old woman. I should thank the school and teachers."

The headmaster replied excitedly, "no, no, no, old man, Xueer won all this by herself. We should thank her for winning glory for the school. You don't know, she won the first prize alone in the national primary school student competition. She's the only one!"

We can see the difficulty of those questions.

Even the math teacher was surprised. The trap of that problem is very deep. It can't be done by a child, but Xue Xueer wrote it out.

That is, the problem has no solution.

Such a conditional assumption is not tenable at all, but this problem obviously exceeds the outline and belongs to the knowledge content of junior middle school. What is it that such a person is not a child prodigy?

Mrs. Xue digested the content for a while, and then there was a surge of joy at the bottom of her heart. Well, well, it's worthy of being her Xueer. She actually won the prize. She's still the first in the country.

"Come on, old man, this is Xue Xueer's certificate of merit and bonus. Keep it. We just got it this morning. I'll give it to you quickly. The subsequent TV station in the town may also come back for an interview."

"Ah? More interviews?" Liu Aiju accidentally made a sound of surprise and soon attracted others' attention. She nodded shyly and went aside to be silent.

"Yes, I really want to interview. There are two first prizes in our province. The first prize of high school is in No. 1 middle school in the city, and the first prize of primary school is in our hope primary school. By the way, the old man, the middle school attached to Huada means that Xueer can go to the middle school attached to Huada. What do you mean?"

Senior high school students are directly escorted to Huada, while primary school students enter the affiliated middle schools of Huada. Although not as good as walking to Huada, those who study in the high school attached to Huada must have good scores in the college entrance examination. At least they go to college, so they can't even get on a score line.

Mrs. Xue was embarrassed. She just said to think about it. After sending the headmaster away, she began to sigh. Xu fangya can only comfort her and reassure her.

The news that Ouyang Qing'an won the prize immediately spread all over the first middle school. This time, he is not only the man of the moment in the school, but also the sweet cake in the eyes of teachers. He walks to Huada, which is the same. There is no need for the college entrance examination. Just wait for the admission notice.

But his goal is not limited to this, so he goes to and from school as usual. As soon as he arrived at the class today, he saw the proud face of his deskmate.

"Qing'an, you really win glory for the old class. He is now a famous person in the school. It is said that the headmaster will reward him."

The boy was not afraid of Ouyang Qing'an's cold attitude at all. Instead, he talked about what he had heard. As he spoke, he thought that Yang Zijian's smelly face would be happier in the morning.

"Qing'an, you don't know how smelly Yang Zijian's face is in the morning. He owes him millions. He really laughs to death. He doesn't have the ability himself. Won't he allow others to have the ability?"

The little boy smiled happily and attracted other people's attention. Later, he slowly converged and smiled low.

However, he suddenly thought that if ouyangqing's security sent it to Huada, he would not have the same table. What should he do? Who will copy your homework in the future?

"After that, Qing'an, if you walk Huada, what shall I do? Won't you come to class in the future?"

Ouyang Qingan didn't answer those questions before, but this time, he gave the boy a look.

"I will still come to continue my class."