Chapter 170: Ye Chujie Benjie

Ye Chujie stepped on the class bell and walked into the principal's office, "Hello, principal! I'm Ye Chujie, I'm here to report." ”

It's been a week since the report ended, and she was assigned to the principal in a special situation.

Principal Zhuo Yifan looked at Ye Chujie, took out a document from the desk, and verified his identity against the photo above.

Ye Chujie Benjie didn't run away.

The principal asked her to go to the academic office to pay for the textbooks, and then hurry to class, which will be tested this week.

Ye Chujie refused to leave at the excellent desk, "Principal, I don't want to study clinical medicine, you transfer me to the foreign language department, right?"

"What did you say?" Zhuo Yifan thought he had misheard.

"I don't want to study clinical medicine, you transfer me to the foreign language department or the mathematics department, the law department or any department, as long as it's not a clinical medicine department. ”

“…… Why don't you want to study clinical medicine?"

"I'm stupid!"

"Are you stupid enough to become the top student in this year's college entrance examination and admit our school with high scores?"

"Maybe God has opened his eyes, my ancestral grave is smoking, and my grandmother is bless me under the spring? Anyway, I don't want to study clinical medicine, please let the principal raise his noble hand and let me go." ”

"I heard that you know how to heal, and this matter has been reported to the above, and the above attaches great importance to you, and has called me several times to ask about your registration. ”

"Which long-tongued woman has such a fast mouth?"

A trace of unnaturalness flashed on Zhuo Yifan's face, "Classmate Ye Chujie, since you chose the Department of Clinical Medicine, you have to go to study, if everyone is like you, isn't the world chaotic?"

"I don't care what others do, anyway, I'm going to change departments, if you don't agree, I won't leave!" Ye Chujie pulled a chair and sat down, and took out a book from the new bag Ye Shoumin made for her.

Headmaster......

More than an hour later, the principal got up to pour water, and Ye Chujie followed with a book.

The principal poured the water and went back, and Ye Chujie also sat back.

The principal went out to the toilet, and Ye Chujie followed behind.

The principal had a headache, "Classmate Ye Chujie, what are you doing when I go to the toilet?"

"Principal, you go to yours, don't worry about me!" Ye Chujie lowered her head and responded while reading a book.

The headmaster was full of black lines and hurriedly went back.

He sat down, and Ye Chujie also sat down.

The headmaster was defeated by her, and secretly begged the gods to take her away.

Lu Jingbei rushed to the school doctor's office and saw Lu Zhongqi putting on a plaster, and his face suddenly sank.

He turned and went out, stood in the hallway, pulled out a cigarette, and smoked it.

Lu Zhongqi was overjoyed and shouted louder.

The school doctor slandered, aunt and grandmother, it's almost enough, and the re-enactment is counterproductive.

Director Lu, I was forced, you have to learn clearly!

Lu Zhongqi urged the school doctor to finish the plaster as fast as possible, ran out upside down, and naturally reached out to hug Lu Jingbei's arm, "Second brother, I was bullied, you have to help me take revenge!"

Lu Jingbei withdrew before she touched her.

Lu Zhongqi hugged the air, was stunned for a moment and trotted all the way to keep up, telling her grievances while running, chattering endlessly to the principal's office, she suddenly saw Ye Chujie, crying and complaining to Lu Jingbei, "Second brother, the dead fat man is wearing my clothes, you tell her to take it off!"

Headmaster......

Why did these two ancestors come, he hurriedly stood up, "Director Lu, classmate Lu Zhongqi, you are ......"

Lu Jingbei ignored him, and his gaze drifted towards Ye Chujie, "Why are you here?"

"Why can't I be here?" Ye Chujie pressed the book in her hand on the principal's desk, and her right hand brushed the bow on her waist intentionally or unintentionally.

She tugged hard, and the bow fell apart.