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Chapter 8

l said in the headphones: "Baby, it is not wise to anger her based on your current situation."

Zhao Minzhi had never really come into contact with Meng Xiaobei. She only knew that she was a wild child who was disobedient to discipline and caused trouble everywhere. She didn't expect that she was so abusive.

Zhao Muqing's face froze, then he coughed gently, signaling Meng Xiaobei to restrain himself.

This child is not like this normally.

In his eyes, Meng Xiaobei is the most dazzling existence in the entire universe.

Xu Xilin didn't react much, just thought she was a youthful rebellious person and could not accept the new environment at once.

"Okay, just No. 3 Middle School. I will accompany you tomorrow. You can prepare for tomorrow's interview first."

"Tomorrow I will take my grandfather to the hospital, I will go to No. 3 Middle School by myself." Meng Xiaobei raised his head and replied seriously.

Xu Xilin looked surprised.

Zhao Minzhi's hands were trembling.

Even the servants next to him were whispering: I really don’t know how to be polite, I think I am very capable, and I will be disappointed when I encounter it, and I will wait and see how you cry.

The next morning, Meng Xiaobei got up and finished washing up, and went to see her grandfather first.

Mr. Zhao was still lying on the bed. Knowing the purpose of Meng Xiaobei coming in, he spoke in advance, "I know, you don't need to remind me that I will go to the hospital."

Meng Xiaobei sat in front of the bed, guessing what grandfather had planned in his heart, and said with some blame in his tone, "You know how to fool me. If I don't go to the hospital, I won't go to the school."

Meng Xiaobei actually had a long time ago to resume school. Being a student is more conducive to hiding his identity and being able to contact more people besides Leigong Ridge. This is not a bad thing for finding the lost other half code.

Mr. Zhao didn't say anything.

Meng Xiaobei understood his thoughts and spoke gently, but was full of confidence, "Grandpa, I will solve the money, don't have any psychological burden."

Zhao Muqing remained silent and was skeptical about his granddaughter's words. He did not want Meng Xiaobei to waste his studies because of money.

When Meng Xiaobei went downstairs, he ordered the servants in the kitchen to bring the breakfast to Zhao Muqing, and he came to the restaurant himself.

Xu Xilin sat at the dining table and looked unhappy because of Meng Xiaobei's affairs.

Just now, in order to plead with Meng Xiaobei, he spent a lot of talk. Not only was he rejected by the director of the No. 3 Middle School, but he was also educated by the other party.

"Xiao Bei, it's unlikely to join No. 3 Middle School. I've tried my best. Director Wu has just said that he has died. In your case, No. 3 Middle School will not be able to accept No. 3 Middle School."

Xu Jiayin sat on the right side of the dining table and finished her last bite of sandwich, wiped her mouth with a napkin, then took the schoolbag prepared by Lin's mother for her, and when she got up and left, she said, "Dad, No. 3 Middle School has always only focused on grades. If it doesn't work by relationships, my sister can only get into the exam based on her strength."

She sorted out her outfit, her tone was pertinent, and she could not hear any sarcasm.

Xu Xilin's fingers tightened slightly, and he felt a little embarrassed when the people around him looked at him. He was very slapped in the face. As the famous head of the Xu family in Nandu, he actually suffered from such a trivial matter that he thought was insignificant.

"Uncle Zhang, let's send Jiayin to school first. It's too late." Xu Xilin asked the driver to send Xu Jiayin away with a little helplessness.

Xu Jiayin responded and stood at the door waiting for Uncle Zhang with her schoolbag.

After sorting out his mood, Xu Xilin turned to Meng Xiaobei, with Bluetooth hanging on his ears on the other side and was drinking white porridge casually. "Xiaobei, this matter is because my father is not good. In fact, there is also a Meixiang Academy. It is not worse than No. 3 Middle School in terms of environment or concepts, especially suitable for girls to attend, right?"

Meng Xiaobei lowered her head, scooped a spoonful of porridge with a spoon and blew it to her mouth, and then slowly swallowed it into her mouth. Her slender eyelashes lowered down and covered her dark eyes.

"Thank you, I will solve this problem myself, so you won't have to worry about it," she then turned her head and looked at Xu Xilin seriously. "My grandfather must go to the hospital today. I think this matter is more important than when I go to school."

There was another silence in the hall.

No one could believe that this was said by Meng Xiaobei.

Lin's mother, who was standing beside her, couldn't help but look at Meng Xiaobei, her eyes full of mockery.

Zhao Minzhi finally couldn't help but scold her, "You solve it yourself? How do you solve it?"

She was a high school student who dropped out of school. The Xu family took her in for her kindness and found a school for her. Not only did she not appreciate it, but she was so arrogant. What kind of confidence did she rely on?

Xu Haoning, who had never spoken, was also obviously shocked.

Xu Xilin opened his mouth and didn't know what to say. It was not because of sending Zhao Muqing to the hospital, but Meng Xiaobei's affirmative tone, which looked very similar to her father Meng Zhennan, which made him feel a little complicated.

Xu Xilin sighed when the grudge between the Meng family and the Xu family, and the past was unbearable to look back on.

Xu Xilin asked gently, "Xiao Bei, do you really be able to solve it yourself?"

"Well," Meng Xiaobei pinched the spoon in one hand and drew circles in the bowl. She raised her eyes lazily, clearly with a confident and somewhat arrogant face. She obviously restrained her impatient mood and said calmly: "Don't worry, I'll send my grandfather to the hospital in the morning, and I'll go to No. 3 Middle School by myself in the afternoon."

After saying that, she stood up from the chair, "I'll go and help my grandfather pack up first," she turned around and walked towards the stairs, slowly, without taking everyone's surprised eyes to heart.

Behind him, Zhao Minzhi was so angry.

"Who do you think you are?"

Xu Jiayin left a sentence and followed Uncle Zhang out, "The saddest thing about people is that they don't have any self-knowledge..."

......

Nandu No. 3 Middle School, fourth floor senior year.

From the corridor, you can hear the noise coming from Class 30 of high school.

"A new classmate is coming to our class," some people whispered, "I heard that he is a poor student."

"Really? Men's and women's?"

When I heard this, many people became interested and gathered together to dig out gossip news. The boring and tense life in senior high school is one of the few fun.

"Female, but you may not be able to resist it." Jiang Yihang put his hands on the table and covered his mouth and laughed.

When I heard that it was a girl, a few people were piled up from behind, I was obviously excited, "What do you say? What do you say? Are you beautiful?"

Lin Zixuan, who only had the back seat, was lying on the table writing homework, and seemed not interested in the new female classmate in the class.

Jiang Yihang looked at him and muttered softly: "There is different people who have a master of famous grass."

"I don't know, it seems to be a female tyrannosaurus." Jiang Yihang patted his hand on his shoulder and replied to the boy.

"Hey, I heard she has dropped out of school for several years."

"Do you know where she came from?" Jiang Yihang put his head in between them and lowered the volume, "Leigongling, strictly manage the area!"

After hearing this, the thoughts of a group of teenagers suddenly became cold.

The image of a pure girl in her mind was instantly shattered, and the image of a confusing girl on TV emerged.

The female Tyrannosaurus waved her biceps and beat a cow to death with one punch.

I instantly lost expectations for my new classmates.

"Oh, it's gone," the group of people laughed and dispersed, and they all returned to their own people.

In the corridor outside the classroom, the head teacher, Teacher Xiao, led Meng Xiaobei toward Class 10.

The competition between classes is already very fierce, and his class ranking has been hovering between middle and lower grades. Now the school has given him a drag on him. This year's evaluation of excellent classes and excellent teachers is probably going to be in lingering again.

Although he was reluctant, he was also blamed for the cause of this.

Meng Xiaobei followed him expressionlessly, and she didn't have much opinion on which class to join who would be the head teacher.
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