Si Fuqing made an OK gesture, turned back to the camera and continued chatting with the Mu Sis.

[It must have been Sister Sang’s voice just now. Thanks to Sister Sang, a certain female celebrity knows how to write the word “business”. 】

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

Apart from filming the cover of "My Lady", Si Fuqing made no announcements in August and rarely appeared in public.

If it were any other star, his popularity would definitely drop.

But since the last episode of "66 Days to Survive" was released, Si Fuqing's popularity has not dropped.

"I'm also very dedicated, okay?" Si Fuqing opened a bottle of Coke and said slowly, "Besides, Sister Sang dotes on me. Do you believe that I can lie down a little longer if I just spoil her?"

[Stop, stop, stop, I believe it.]

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

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

She first caught sight of the half-bald head of the admissions director.

After being stunned for a moment, he finally realized: "Who are you two?"

"Hello, Ms. Sang, I am the principal of Beizhou No. 1 Middle School." The principal wore glasses, looked like a scholar, and was polite. "Mr. Yu asked us to come here to give Miss Si the entrance exam."

Sang Yanqing: "..."

Your principal of Beizhou No. 1 Middle School, who is busy with everything, went to Sijiucheng in person to give the entrance exam to her artist?!

When she recalled what the anti-fans had just said saying that Si Fuqing was not worthy of going to Beizhou No. 1 Middle School, she already felt hurt for them.

Sang Yan calmed down for a few seconds and said repeatedly: "Sorry, sorry, Qingqing is live broadcasting, I will call her right away, you two sit down first, I will ask Xiaoyue to pour you tea."

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

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

Yue Jian slowly went to the kitchen to pour two cups of Pu'er tea and put them on the coffee table.

Then he crossed his arms and leaned against the wall.

The director of the admissions department shook his hand as he picked up the tea cup.

It is true that he has never met Si Fuqing in person, but he has seen his daughter's poster.

This eighteen-year-old girl is very energetic.

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

The director of the admissions department glanced at Yue Jian quickly, feeling a little scared.

Sang Yanqing went upstairs to call Si Fuqing.

She whispered in her ear: "Qingqing, the principal of Beizhou No. 1 Middle School has come to see you in person, down below. You have broadcast live for an hour today. That's enough."

"The principal is here?" Si Fuqing was also surprised, "I'll go over right away, and you can help me finish."

After saying that, he turned back and turned on the microphone: "Girlfriends, we have guests here. I will go down to entertain the guests and let Sister Sang chat with you for a while."

【???He left again before he even acted like a spoiled brat. He really acted like a spoiled brat.】

[Sister Sang, take care of this female star.]

[I suspect that my wife Jin Wu is hiding a spoiled child!]

"Yes, yes, she is going to Beizhou No. 1 Middle School." Sang Yanqing sat down and continued the previous topic calmly, "I don't know exactly which class she will go to, but she probably won't be studying with her classmates.

, the report will definitely come back..."

Si Fuqing had just come downstairs, but the principal hadn't seen her face clearly yet.

"Ms. Si, hello, hello!" the director of the admissions department rushed over quickly, "My daughter is your fan, can you give me an autographed photo? Her birthday is coming soon, and I don't know what else to give her.

"

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

She took a photo album of RM to the director of admissions.

The principal had a headache: "Can you pay attention to your image? You are disrespectful!"

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

headmaster:"……"

It's the other way around.

"Miss Si, it's like this. 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 got to the point, "Chinese, math, and English are necessary. What three subjects should you choose comprehensively?"

"Anyone is fine." Si Fuqing glanced at it and touched his chin, "But to make it easier, I'd better choose Physics and Chemistry."

The director of the admissions department was stunned: "Physics and Chemistry... are easy?"

Isn’t this the opposite?!

God knows he cried when he studied physics.

Many students choose the former from history and physics.

How could you choose physics for the sake of simplicity?

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

The principal pushed up his glasses and said in a gentle tone: "Classmate Si also likes His Majesty Emperor Yin very much?"

Emperor Yin's tomb has not yet been found. There is only a museum that stores some antiques from the Xia Dynasty and some books handed down by Emperor Yin himself.

The museum is free by reservation and is crowded every day.

Beizhou No. 1 Middle School holds corresponding activities every year for new high school students to visit Yinhuang’s museum.

"I can't say I like it." Si Fuqing thought for a moment and smiled, "The word "like" is still too superficial. I only know that without him, there would be no prosperous Great Xia."

After hearing these words, the principal's expression gradually became serious: "Yes, he drove the barbarians out of the five continents of Daxia and forced them to the Western Continent. This achievement is unparalleled."

After just a few words of exchange, the principal had already concluded that Si Fuqing was definitely not someone who had slipped through the nine-year education system as mentioned on the Internet.

This kind of 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 do it first, and then you can give it to me after you finish it. I will come back to you tomorrow."

"It's okay, you can rest here." Si Fuqing took out a pen and pinched it, "I'll finish it in a moment."

Director of Admissions: "???"

The principal's glasses almost fell off.

Si Fuqing raised his head and smiled: "Xiao Yueyue."

Yue Jian yawned and walked forward: "You two, come sit here and eat some fruit and drink."

The director of admissions stiffened.

He just heard the meaning of deprivation from this sentence.

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

"It has to be two and a half hours, right?" The principal wasn't sure, "The comprehensive exam is probably around this time."

The director of the admissions department nodded: "Miss Si's time was really long."

But the tea tasted quite good. The director of the admissions department drank it several times and asked Yue Jian, "Hello, what kind of tea is this?"

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

The director of admissions was surprised: "Miss Si can also make tea?"

Nowadays, few of the younger generation want to learn tea ceremony.

In order to prevent the traditional culture of Daxia from being lost, the Tiandi League also opened a special tea ceremony class.

The director of the admissions department said to himself: "I'll have to ask Miss Si for advice soon."

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

The principal swallowed the tea in his mouth with difficulty: "Everything is done, are you done?"

Si Fuqing shook his head: "No."

The principal breathed a sigh of relief.

He just said.

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

headmaster:"……"

Director of Admissions Department: “…”

Only?

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

The principal and the director of admissions took two papers each and began to compare the answers.
To be continued...