Chapter 003 Number 909 [03] The First Attached Middle School, National Poverty Alleviation
"Which school?"
"The First High School Affiliated."
"..."
"Impossible." Mo Sui'an frowned and said in a deep voice, "The No. 1 High School Affiliated is the best high school in the city. It has very high requirements for transfer students. You can't get in."
Mo Qing was abducted to the northwest border, a remote place with a backward educational environment. Even if Mo Qing ranked first in the school there, it would not be worth mentioning here.
What's more, Mo Qing is obviously a bad girl, rude and uneducated. She doesn't even know whether she has read a book, so how can she be a good student?
When he thought that a person like her, who was full of lies, reckless, rude, and good-for-nothing, was actually his biological sister who was related to him by blood...
Mo Sui'an held his chopsticks tightly, his expression a bit cold.
Why don't you die outside?
"Maybe the country has high hopes for me." Mo Qing replied calmly.
Mo Sui'an + Mrs. Mo: "..."
The frog in the well actually regarded himself as a green onion.
People like Mo Sui'an, who has been called a "genius" since childhood, has excellent grades in elementary school, skipped grades, won awards, and has countless reputations, but he dare not expect to be valued by the country.
Where did she get her face?
When the country is a charity, whoever is "miserable" will be paid attention to?
"What expectations does the country have for you?" Jiang Ke, who had never interfered in the Mo family's family affairs, surprisingly answered.
Mo Qing said sternly: "It will not harm the national interests."
"..."
There was an eerie silence at the dinner table.
Jiang Ke sneered: "You are really ambitious."
He who does not know is not guilty.
Mo Qing didn't take it seriously.
Regarding Mo Qing's statement that "the state arranged for her to attend the No. 1 High School Affiliated to the State", no one paid much attention to it. They just regarded her as talking nonsense to make her presence felt, and then forgot about it in the blink of an eye.
It's a pity that the slap in the face came too quickly.
After the meal, Yang's mother answered the phone and came back to report.
"Madam, Song Yiyuan from the First Affiliated High School, Teacher Song called and wanted to talk about Mo..." Yang Ma mentioned Mo Qing and glanced upstairs subconsciously. She swallowed and continued, "Miss Mo's
Admission matters.”
"The First Affiliated High School?" Mrs. Mo thought she had misunderstood.
"The First High School Affiliated."
"you sure?"
"Are you sure?" She asked three times in a row.
Mrs. Mo: "..."
Is the country crazy? It treats no one badly but treats Mo Qing favorably.
Is this a different kind of “poverty alleviation”?!
*
After Mo Qing went back to the house and washed up, she made a call to Hoss.
"What's the matter?" Hoss was as rigid and indifferent as ever.
"Find me some books that can quickly understand this society and send them over tomorrow." Mo Qing got straight to the point.
She pulled on her slippers, walked to the desk, pulled up the chair, sat down and crossed her legs, her posture was extremely arrogant, like a high and mighty queen.
Hoss was puzzled by her behavior in ordering him: "If you want to know anything, search it online yourself."
Mo Qing rested his elbows on the back of the chair and frowned slightly: "The information on the Internet is one-sided and fragmented, which is a waste of time. I want to know about the historical process, political policies, modern education, including the current medical situation."
"Do you understand?" Hoss was quite skeptical.
"You can't even read books now?"
"..." Hoss suppressed his emotions and said in a deep voice, "Okay, I'll find it for you."
Finally, Hoss said: "I am your observer, responsible for monitoring and evaluating your behavior. I am not your tool. I will solve problems by myself in the future -"
Dudu.
The phone was blocked by Mo Qing.
Hoss: "..."
*
the next day.
Hoss, who was extremely efficient at work, called at ten o'clock and asked Mo Qing to go out and pick up the book.
The Mo family went out early in the morning, and only Yang Ma was there. Yang Ma felt frightened when she saw Mo Qing, and subconsciously froze in the corner like a statue.
Mo Qing glanced at it, ignored it, and went to open the door himself.
Hoss stood outside the door, standing like a pine tree with an awe-inspiring temperament, holding a stack of books in his hand.
"The book you want." Hoss said expressionlessly.
His eyes passed over the pile of books, and Mo Qingyun said calmly: "You're here, take me for a walk."
Hoss wanted to refuse.
However, in order to prevent Mo Qing from causing trouble by running around, Hoss still became a tool and drove Mo Qing around.
The first stop is the business center.
"Mr. Huo." Mo Qing walked on the street, not treating herself as an outsider. She pointed at a milk tea shop with a long queue with her chin, "Buy me that one."
"No……"
"If you don't buy it, I'll grab it."
"..."
After all, we can't kill Mo Qing just because she grabs a cup of milk tea.
After struggling for half a minute, Hoss lined up with a group of little girls, and finally walked up to Mo Qing, who was enjoying the cool under the shade of a tree, with a handsome black face and a cup of milk tea.
"Did the Mo family give you living expenses?" Huo Si handed the milk tea to Mo Qing and asked.
"No."
Hoss frowned, thinking that the Mo family might not have thought it through well. After thinking for a moment, he said: "I will set aside a part of the funds allocated by the base for your living expenses."
"oh."
Thinking of the common payment methods now, Hoss thought for a moment: "I'll teach you how to pay online."
Huos took out Mo Qing's mobile phone, enabled online payment for her, and transferred some money to her. After explaining the steps clearly to her, Huos returned the phone to her.
At the same time, he warned: "If you don't have enough money, ask me for it, and don't do some evil things."
Mo Qing poked the straw into the milk tea, bit the straw and took a sip, frowning at the sweet taste.
She responded lazily: "Okay."
This observer is a bit interesting. He seems cold, rigid and impersonal, but in reality he is quite easy to deal with.
After drinking milk tea and going to the mall, Hoss looked at the two sets of clothes Mo Qing was changing back and forth, and simply took her to a clothing store, hoping to buy her more at once to save her the trouble.
Mo Qing did not refuse.
When Mo Qing went to try on clothes, Hoss received a call.
"I am Song Yiyuan." The voice on the phone was clear and pleasant, "Who are the students who have been admitted to the base? Do you like the good seedlings they have trained?"
"Number 909." Hoss said.
"What?" Song Yiyuan was a little confused.
"Item collected in the base, number 909." Hoss' tone was calm and calm, but every word was like a bomb, "She woke up."
"..."
Fuck, what the hell!
Aren’t the collections in the base all dead objects?!
Song Yiyuan shuddered hard: "We are a century-old prestigious school. We are responsible for the personal safety of our students. Accepting non-human beings is the base's supernatural department..."
"It just requires the education and atmosphere of a century-old prestigious school." Huos calmly took over the words, "In addition, her sleeping time is the same as the time when the base was established, and her grades may not be good. Don't discriminate against poor students. The base only requires her to be a good person.
"
Song Yiyuan: "..."
Fuck you!
Why don't you send her to a labor camp for making such a ridiculous request?!
Song Yiyuan said angrily: "Let me tell you, if her grades are not good and it drags down the average score of our class and affects my evaluation as a special teacher next year, I will tell her to get out immediately!"
After a brief pause, Hoss said calmly: "Let her stay for one year, and I will apply and upgrade you to two levels in a row."
"..." The unprincipled Song Yiyuan rebelled in a second, "Isn't it just one year? I'll take care of it!"
*
Four p.m.
The sun was scorching the ground, and the surface temperature soared to the highest level. There were few pedestrians on the street, most of them hurried past holding umbrellas, like fleeing refugees.
Mo Qing bit a popsicle and looked at this prosperous and peaceful city with half-squinted eyes.
Very different from what I remember.
When she woke up, she felt like she had straddled two worlds.
Huos came over carrying large and small bags: "The school assigned to you has a man named Song Yiyuan who is your class teacher."
Mo tilted his head and looked at him: "Your people?"
"Yeah." Hoss nodded, "If you need anything, come to him."
"oh."
"School starts the day after tomorrow." After thinking for a second, Huos added, "You report to school tomorrow and Song Yiyuan will arrange for you to take a test and check your results. You don't have to feel pressure. It doesn't matter if you hand in a blank paper. You don't need to pay attention to what Song Yiyuan says.
.”
"……oh."
"Besides," Hoss continued, "we have no academic requirements for you. It doesn't matter whether your grades are good or bad. If you want to go to college, we can find connections for you."
Finally, he added: "As long as you behave well."
"..."
Mo Qing didn't even want to say "oh" anymore.
——Your base is simply poisonous.
*
A black car was parked on the side of the road.
There was a young man sitting in the back seat, with handsome and cold eyes, and long legs crossed. His eyes penetrated the traffic and buildings, and landed on a street. For a moment, he froze, and a girl in shorts and shorts with a popsicle in her mouth came into view.
The driver Peng Zhong glanced at the rearview mirror, noticed the young man's gaze, looked up, and said respectfully: "Master Jiang, that's the second young master of the Huo family, Huos."
When Jiang Ke saw the man next to the girl, his voice was slightly cold: "The Huo family in the imperial city?"
"Yes. I heard that this Second Young Master Huo is a low-key person. He doesn't show up much and doesn't participate in family affairs. He is now working as a criminal policeman in Dongshi City." Peng Zhong answered, and immediately became suspicious, "I didn't hear that he had a friend.
Little girlfriend.”
Hoss.
Yesterday at the dinner table, Mo Qing mentioned his name and said that he had arranged for him to be admitted to the No. 1 High School Affiliated.
Jiang Ke narrowed his eyes: "Not my little girlfriend."
"Master Jiang knows?"
"Puppy love is forbidden in the Jiang family." Jiang Ke's tone was understated, but there was a faint hint of danger.
Peng Zhong guessed who she was.
The green light is on.
The vehicle moved forward slowly, and Jiang Ke looked away: "Go to Mo's house tonight."
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