In high school, the red list of class placement is posted in the lobby on the first floor of the school.
Qiao Yifeng, He Xin and Yin Quan had arrived long ago. Qiao Yifeng and Yin Quan were in the same class, Grade 15, and He Xin was in Grade 17.
"Look for Su Jian's name quickly. She should be ranked first in the class. It's easy to find."
As a result, the three of them searched from beginning to end, but could not find her name.
It’s strange. At the Education Bureau, they heard with their own ears that she was admitted as a student with special talents. Why doesn’t she have a name now?
The three of them looked very unhappy.
"Let's go to the school gate."
From afar, they saw Su Jian pushing a bicycle over, and the three of them surrounded her at the same time.
"Wow, Su Jian, you should be treated with admiration after three days of separation."
She had worn skirts before, but they were all leftovers from Su Mingming's.
Su Mingming is plump, but she is on the thin side, and every piece of clothing she wears looks empty and nondescript.
The skirt made by my mother was very comfortable and fitted very well. She liked it very much, but it was not suitable for riding a bicycle. She used her hands to protect the hem of the skirt from blowing up in the wind.
"You guys came quite early."
She stored the car and dusted off the dust on her skirt. This simple action made people feel relaxed and happy.
The three boys were stunned in unison.
"Su Jian, um... do you know which class you are in?"
Perhaps the teacher had already told her class that she was taking the route of being a student with special talents, so she didn’t write her name on the big list.
Su Jian shook his head, and the three people's hearts sank.
There were students who had passed the entrance examination in No. 2 Middle School. Seeing them together, they also ran over.
"Su Jian, why are you not on the class list?"
It was too late to stop it. Forget it, she would know sooner or later. Since everyone was concerned about this matter, it was better to go to the school and ask for details.
"Su Jian, could it be that the person who tampered with your wishes is up to something again?"
Su Jian was not sure. Her second aunt was very capable. She was a peerless white lotus. She did one thing in front of others and another behind her back. Houhei Xue taught her to play so well. Maybe she was just playing tricks to prevent herself from studying.
In the principal's office, eight first-grade class teachers stared at him eagerly.
"For the sake of fairness, if you draw lots, whoever catches Su Jian's name will go to whose class she will go."
The head teacher of Class 3, Grade 1 was very unhappy.
"Principal, Su Jian is a student in my class. Why do we need to draw lots again?"
"Old He, you are not kind at all. You secretly stuffed Su Jian's name into your class when we didn't react. You are not fair, so don't blame us for being unethical." Several teachers said angrily.
"Okay, okay, stop arguing. The students have already arrived at school. Please hurry up. If Su Jian can't see her name, she will definitely..."
"Tuk tuk tuk..."
Before the principal said please come in, people from outside had already opened the door and came in.
Seeing a room full of teachers, several students were stunned. They all stared at each other, at a loss.
"Principal, my name is Su Jian. I would like to ask why my name is not on the class list?"
She blinked hard, drove away a room full of 3D images, and sighed.
"Su, classmate Su Jian?" The teachers suddenly panicked.
"Su Jian, you are in Class 1 and Six of Senior High School."
"No, it's Class 7, Grade 1."
"Grade 11, I am Teacher Liu."
"Grade 1, Class 4"
"Class 2"
"Class 8"
"Class three, class three, I am the teacher of class three."
"..."
The students were dumbfounded, and Su Jian was even more confused. She just came to school. Why are the teachers' 3D diagrams so full of blood? This chapter has been completed!