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His serious expression in anyone's eyes knows that he is not willing to accept a "poor student" from the third theater.

Uncle Wang's face was not very good. He looked up at Ji Wuyou nervously for fear that the young lady would suddenly lose her temper or be unhappy, but he found that the young lady was just picking her eyebrows, and her eyes were so deep that he couldn't see what she was thinking.

Wang Bo was also stunned. He immediately wanted to stop headmaster Qian's sense of self superiority.

But he hasn't had time to talk.

I heard that headmaster Qian was already talking: "I know you are commander Rong's adopted daughter. Now you are the granddaughter of Rong family and the niece of major general Rong. Your status is naturally noble and there is nothing to say, but what we are talking about is that, those who are capable are the top, and those who are idle are the priority. Miss Ji Wuyou, take the liberty to ask, what can you learn here? Or in other words, what are you good at learning?"

"Our school looks really gorgeous outside, but it must also be able to afford its gorgeous. Each student in our school has his own specialty, even in all walks of life. Most of the students trained are also famous."

"In other words, I'm not too happy to accept your decision."

These words are straightforward and murderous. Every word is an allegation that Ji Wuyou used abnormal means, but they are so justified that outsiders seem that the school is the most correct party.

Her previous achievements in the third theater were really terrible.

There are reasons.

The bigger reason is that she is naturally not interested in science. If she is not interested, she can't do a good job. Moreover, who in the third theater has nothing to do every day and uses the function to calculate the money for vegetables? If so, the person is probably ill.

Rong Shenheng was still alive. She thought she would live there all her life. When she was old, she probably married a suitable one. This was also her idea after her parents died, so she didn't think too much at that time. Who knows that one day she will come to Rongcheng?

Headmaster Qian stared for a moment. Her eyes blinked a few times, but they didn't see the bottom. She rubbed her temples and sighed silently: "OK, it looks like this, you can go..."

"Wait."

President Qian seemed to want to arrange her to enter a major or a class. He compromised on her entering Rongcheng International University, but Ji Wuyou coldly interrupted him.

Headmaster Qian raised his head unhappily: "could it be that Miss Ji has a favorite major? I can say good first. I'm afraid a good class is not suitable for you."

"Headmaster Qian, what did you say..." the driver Wang Bo rubbed his hands for a long time, and finally broke out some temper in headmaster Qian's more excessive words. "If you don't like it, do you need me to call our Lord Rong in person?"

President Qian is also a person who judges the situation. He deeply understands the identity and status of these students, but he is not a person who is afraid to allow him to exercise power and status. Otherwise, he will not be able to get into today's position.

"Don't be too angry, Mr. Wang. This is just a current situation of our school. I'm just telling you the most basic situation. Even if there is less room for the future, so is my words."

"You!" Wang Bo, the driver, was blocked by him. He was just a driver. He was stupid and didn't speak very well. He was speechless by what he thought was a high intellectual.

At this time, Ji Wuyou stretched out his hand and pulled him: "Uncle Wang, it doesn't matter. Let me talk to headmaster Qian."