Chapter 780: The Shepherd's First Love (Campus) (27)

from yesterday. Working together, they moved quickly.Now that most of the onlookers have arrived, Qiao Bao'er asked Samba to start a fire with flint and steel as a performance.After all, you have to t...Qiao Bao'er let go of him, taking two steps back. Her eyes narrowed as she sized him up. "This is high school senior year." Even if he was a transfer student, he shouldn't be in this class.

Although they weren't particularly close, he confessed to her last night that he was actually a transfer student from another school who had just started attending their grade. Feeling deceived, Qiao Baoer was a little annoyed.

Sima An heard the malice in her tone and suddenly felt a rush of anxiety. He quickly looked up to explain himself.

"I passed my exams. I have finished all my high school courses by myself. This year, I can take the college entrance exam with you guys. Really, I'm not lying."

Sima An seemed afraid she wouldn't believe him, his expression was very flustered, "Or I can show you my transcript, I'll go home and get it now." As he said that, he really turned around and wanted to run up the stairs.

"Hey classmate, where are you going Principal Sima is looking for you."

Behind him, a voice called out. A male student came over on orders to find someone and caught Sima An, telling him to go to the principal's office immediately.

Sima An kept looking towards Qiao Baoer's direction. His expression was hesitant, "I, I... He's my uncle, I came from No. 15 Middle School, and I want to skip grades and take the college entrance exam." He meekly explained everything.

Qiao Bao'er didn't originally want to pay attention to him, but seeing his appearance, he seemed to have been bullied and was very wronged.

Si Ma An looked at her hopefully, still standing three meters away from her, refusing to go to the principal's office, as if waiting for her to speak.

At this moment, Sima An's heart was turbulent. He was afraid that Qiao Baoer would ask why he came to this school and ended up in the same class as her, but he was also a little bit expectant. If Qiao Baoer asked, he could tell her that he transferred schools for her.

"Isn't the food at your 15th Middle School not very good"

Qiao Bao'er was puzzled. Her focus was different.

"I heard that over there, they have four meals a day plus sweet soup for supper, and aunties help wash your clothes. Why would you come to our lousy school"

No. 15 Middle School is a private school. Although it's not quite an elite institution, it's the best private school in the city. Its admission rate and teaching staff are excellent. Anyone who can afford it would rather go to No. 15 Middle School; they only go to public schools if they have no other choice.

Fang Mei sighed helplessly when Qiao Bao'er said her alma mater, City No. 1 Middle School, was a rundown school, and walked out, "Do you know each other"

Qiao Bao'er gave a simple and straightforward introduction, "I tutored him when I was in junior high... Yesterday he was still a freshman in high school, today he is already a senior preparing to graduate."

Sima An lowered his head, not daring to retort a word, hearing the sarcasm in her voice.

Fang Mei glanced at the younger student, couldn't help but smile a little, feeling that this innocent freshman seemed to be bullied by Qiao Bao'er, the bully.

"The principal is waiting for you in his office. Aren't you going to see him"

Fang Mei smiled and reminded him, and only then did Sima An leave sullenly.

Turning her head, Fang Mei said to Qiao Baier, "Don't bully the children."

In Fang Mei's eyes, this Sima An junior brother standing in front of Qiao Baoer really looked like a good boy.

"Anyone who bullies him, I find strange."

"Students who have performed exceptionally well in their first and second year of high school have the opportunity to take the college entrance examination with their senior counterparts, and didn't you hear He even said that our principal is his uncle. Wouldn't it be easier for him if he transferred here If he's really capable, taking the exam ahead of schedule would be impressive."

Qiao Ba'er was depressed. "Tell me, how have people changed so much He used to be white and fat like a big pig, now he's thin as a stick. And his grades were terrible before, he wasn't very bright, but now he's skipping grades and even came here to my class."

The pace of the times has quickened, and people now say as they change.

Fāngméi sighed and led her back to the classroom. "Qióu Bǎo'er, I never knew how your brain worked." This person's thinking was too out there.

Qiao Bao'er suddenly pulled this new student out, and the other boys in the corridor looked over at them as if watching a show.

"I'm just feeling nostalgic about life."

"People will definitely change, and even after graduation in a few months after the college entrance exam, we won't be the same. Nothing in this world stays unchanged, everything has an expiration date."

"My aunt has always been kind to me since I was born, and she always will be."

Fang Mei looked at her and suddenly remembered that Qiao Baor had never mentioned her family, only calling her aunt.

" Qiao Bao'er, do you have any other family members" Fang Mei asked her cautiously.

Qiao Bao'er clearly heard it, but she pretended to be intermittently deaf. She sat down heavily on a chair and started reading aloud from her English textbook seriously.

Fang Mei was fuming that this person was pretending to be dead. Zhu Xiao Wei, on her left, quietly slipped her a note: Qiao Bao'er dislikes people asking about her family. Zhu Xiao Wei had been in the same class as Qiao Bao'er since high school and knew her best.

Zhu Xiaowei has always been the most considerate person. She guessed that Qiao Baor'er's relatives should be gone, and it wasn't a good idea to bring up old wounds, so she decided not to ask.

Fang Mei, however, felt that Qiao Bao'er's temperament didn't seem like someone who had lost both parents. She seemed more likely to have run away from home after a quarrel with her family.

Joe Bao'er's family, this is something Sima An also wants to know.

When Qiao Baoer tutored him, he was in junior one, right at the age of rebellion. His grades were poor, he hated going to school, and he preferred junk food and drinks. His family doted on him, so much that he had driven away many teachers. Only Qiao Baoer, his older sister who was in junior three, made him yield. She wasn't afraid of his threats at all, and she never held back when it came to fighting.

When she's unhappy, she frowns. When she's happy, her eyes sparkle with a smile. When she does things, she is always very focused and serious, her eyes shining as if she believes in what she's doing. No matter right or wrong, she grits her teeth and carries on.

Sima An is a little tyrant at home, but only in front of Qiao Bao'er does he put on this act. He also wants to appear more mature, but he just can't control himself; it's too embarrassing.

Siman returned to the classroom from the principal's office. He looked scholarly and polite as he placed some documents on his desk, then carefully observed the boys in the class. He discovered that the man from last night wasn't there, and was immediately relieved.

As long as it wasn't the man who took the wishing card last night, Sima An felt that all other enemies were nothing to be feared.

At this moment, Junzhi Mu returned to the city with his grandfather.

"Young Master Zhi, he... he is in the kitchen."

When the old butler said this, even he couldn't believe it.

The young master, instead of doing his usual chores, has gone to the kitchen to practice cooking. He's already burned two pots, broken three knives, ruined four cutting boards, and wasted countless ingredients into a mountain.

Three cooks from the Jun family rushed out in a panic, “Old Master, Young Master Zhi牧 wanted to make a sweet and sour mandarin fish, but he took white wine for vinegar, poured too much at once, and the stove flames flared up. The oil in the next pot was too hot and caught fire as well...” A thick plume of smoke forced them out.

The Junjia's five-star equipped high-end complete kitchen is hell right now.

Master Jun's brows were furrowed tightly, and he uttered a remark unbecoming of him, "Tell me, do you think something is wrong with him"

The Jun family stood there, faces etched with worry. Their young master was becoming increasingly strange. them for free.""Those assets belonged to Tang Yu originally. Returning them to you is only right." Jun Zhimù now wished he could just kick this person out.The next day, Qiao Baier heard from Fang Da...