Villain: Without Morality, You Will Not Be Kidnapped!

The new year ended when Qi Lin wandered back and forth to the gentle village.

Once the Lantern Festival is over, everything is back on track.

And the kids are back in school.

Now besides Qi Lin, besides Lan Yuxi, Wang Siling, and two cousins ​​who are still studying, there is another one who is Lin Yun'er.

She has already applied to the best junior high school in Jianghan City, Jianghan Foreign Language Middle School.

Because Won Soo-yeon applied for a work visa and has rich assets, the application was easily approved.

On this day, Won Soo-yeon, who was resting at home, received a call from Jianghan Foreign Language Middle School.

"Is it Ms. Yuan Xiuyan? Jianghan Foreign Language Middle School is about to start, please bring the formalities and come here to go through the admission procedures."

Hearing this news, Yuan Xiuyan had a pretty face.

She originally disapproved of Lin Yun'er's entry into the entertainment circle, but she met a domineering young man, so Lin Yun'er could only walk on an uncertain path.

Even so, Yuan Xiuyan still hopes that Lin Yun'er will not waste her studies and can enter a good middle school in Huaxia.

"Okay, thank you, I'll take my daughter to school right now."

Yuan Xiuyan smiled and responded politely, then hung up the phone.

"Yun'er, get up soon, your school is about to start~"

Yuan 210 Xiuyan walked into Lin Yun'er's room with a smile, ready to wake up her daughter who was still sleeping late.

Sugarman Company is on holiday today, after several days of intensive dance training, Lin'er can finally sleep in.

When she heard what her mother said, she immediately pursed her mouth, and her little face looked unlovable: "What, why does Huaxia start school so early? They haven't had a good rest yet~"

Looking at Lin Yun'er who buried her small head in the quilt, Yuan Xiuyan was not in a hurry, she held back her smile and said, "If you don't come to Huaxia, you won't be a star anymore, and you Qilin Ouba said, you If you miss your homework, he won't make you a star anymore~"

Lin Yun'er didn't have to listen to Yuan Xiuyan's words, but the sealed words were like imperial edicts.

"I don't want to be disgusted by Qilin Ouba~"

Thinking of Qi Lin's calm expression, Lin Yun'er shuddered, and she jumped up from the bed in a cute nightdress.

When Yuan Xiuyan brought Lin Yun'er to the school registration office, there was already a long queue of parents here.

Those who can study in Jianghan Foreign Language School, besides the local elite in Jianghan City, are foreign elites from other countries who have been dispatched here by labor.

So don't be surprised when you see black women in suits and leather shoes, blond men, and even the little days when you see everyone bowing in the queue.

"Miss Won Soo-yeon, right?"

When it was Yuan Xiuyan's turn, the middle-aged female employee sitting at the desk pushed her glasses, but an inexplicable light flashed in the lenses.

"Yes, I am. These are my daughter Lin Yun'er's transfer materials, and I have brought them all."

Yuan Xiuyan chuckled, then took out all the materials of Lin Yun'er from her bag, and put them on the table.

But to Yuan Xiuyan's surprise, the staff member pushed back the materials, coughed, and said to her: "Cough~Miss Yuan Xiuyan, I don't handle your child's transfer procedures here, please go to the second school." After the building, enter the first office on the left, there will be someone to receive you."

"Not here?"

Hearing what the staff said, Won Soo-yeon felt a little puzzled.

But she was not familiar with Huaxia's place of life, and even her Mandarin was bad, so she could only follow the instructions from the other side. After collecting the materials, she took Lin Yun'er's little hand and got up to the second floor

When she walked to the office door, she stopped for a while, and then looked at the sign on the door: "Principal calendar public housing?"

After reading this line of words, Yuan Xiuyan was very surprised.

She didn't understand why she came to the principal's office because she was just doing a transfer procedure for Yun'er.

With doubts in her heart, she pushed open the door of the principal's office.

Inside, there was a female secretary pouring tea for the principal.

Seeing Yuan Xiuyan coming, she covered her mouth and chuckled, then walked out of the office and closed the door.

"Ms. Yuan Xiuyan, right? Let me introduce myself. I am Jiang Dacheng, the principal of Jianghan Foreign Language Middle School. You can call me Principal Jiang."

Jiang Dacheng got up and stretched out his hand, and looked at Yuan (cacd) Xiuyan with a smile.

This is a middle-aged man in his forties, already bald, and can only use the fringe of his hair to maintain his wretched demeanor.

Yuan Xiuyan frowned slightly, and then said with a light smile: "Hello, Principal Jiang, please forgive me for not being able to shake hands with you. Recently, my skin allergy doctor told me not to touch strangers at will."

This reason is quite embarrassing.

But there is no way.

First, Yuan Xiuyan originally thought that Jiang Dacheng was quite obscene and didn't like to be in contact with him.

Second, she knew how domineering Qi Lin was. If he knew about this and finally decided to be a gentle little woman, she might be thrown into limbo by Qi Lin.

"Cough cough~ that's it, then don't shake hands, Miss Xiuyan, please sit down first."

Jiang Dacheng was not angry, but coughed twice, and then covered up his small thoughts.

The two sat down.

Jiang Dacheng started to talk about the main topic. He had a somewhat chubby face, and he piled up a kind smile and asked: "I have read all the information about Miss Xiuyan. I have just come to China from the peninsula. Are you used to it? Didn't there appear any acclimatization?"

For Jiang Dacheng calling herself Miss Xiuyan, Yuan Xiuyan was really disgusted in her heart.

After all, it was the first time for the two to meet, and they were not close people, so this was obviously an attempt to get close.

But for the sake of her daughter's schooling, she still smiled politely: "Please trouble Principal Jiang to care, we have someone to take care of us here, and we are doing well.

Yuan Xiuyan is also a smart woman, knowing that people who are not familiar with the place of life may be bullied by others, so she deliberately said that there is someone to take care of her here.

Hearing Yuan Xiuyan's words, Jiang Dacheng only smiled faintly in his heart.

He has investigated Yuan Xiuyan's information a long time ago, and now she is single and divorced, coming to China to work alone, and belongs to a writer at home.

What Chinese connections can this kind of person have?

"That's right. I see that you and your daughter are both from the peninsula, and the situation is quite special, so I applied for preferential treatment for you."

"The first point is that after a girl enters school, she can apply for any class.

"The second point, because Huaxia's learning progress is different from that of Peninsula, I can send the school's teachers to help the little girl one-on-one.

"What do you think of these two points?"

Jiang Dacheng tapped his fingers on the table and asked with a smile.

The author is positive, and the fever subsides only tonight after four days of high fever. The author also wrote a leave note related to the work on the first day, but many readers may not have seen it, so there are some updates to this book in the past few days. Anxious readers, I sincerely apologize.

After the fever subsided, the author got up and updated immediately, but I'm sorry, my head was dizzy, my throat was cut like a knife, and I was really not in good condition, so I only updated one chapter.

Don't worry everyone, the author will slowly recover, and then update twice a day to finish writing this book.

Finally, I would like to remind everyone to wear a mask, pay attention to protection, and protect yourself. This disease is really not a common cold. There may be asymptomatic infection, but once you have symptoms, you will be half dead. This is also the point of the author as a person who has experienced Suggest.

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