Carambola Creek calmly handed over the admission ticket.

The middle-aged teacher looked at it very carefully, compared the list, and then checked the face of Carambola Creek, and frowned: "Is this you?"

"Teacher, is there any problem?" asked Carambola Creek calmly.

"This picture doesn't look like you. The middle-aged teacher showed the photo to Carambola, and put the admission ticket to her face, frowning and comparing, "Teacher Zhan, come and see, is this photo her?"

"......" Carambola Creek was speechless.

The photos of the admission ticket were handed over to Xu Jiaxi before, because she was in the imperial capital, Xu Jiaxi handed over these photos.

At that time, although she was good-looking, she was not as beautiful as she is now...... It's all thanks to Xinghui.

After bathing in the aura for a long time, it originally had the effect of washing the marrow and cutting the bones, and later added Xia Lao's medicinal bath, as well as the almost marrow-washing changes when she transformed the wooden card twice the night before, her appearance was indeed very different.

"Sort of. The old teacher walked over, looked at it carefully a few times, and said hesitantly.

"Teacher, there are my classmates here, if I am myself, you can ask them. Carambola Creek took the initiative to say.

There were twenty-five people in the examination room, three of whom were in the same class and four were from the next class.

"Which of you knows her?" asked the old teacher, turning to the others.

Carambola Creek also got up generously and let everyone take a look.

"It's really Carambola Creek, I haven't seen it for a long time, and it's beautiful again. A girl exclaimed, "Momoxi, what did you use?"

"I was sick some time ago, I didn't bask in the sun at home, and I took some supplements, so I looked better. Carambola Creek replied with a smile.

The girl was a classmate after the class, and she didn't usually have much to do with each other.

Several other people also expressed their surprise, but they all had the same caliber: this was indeed Carambola Creek himself.

The veteran teacher and the middle-aged teacher looked at each other and decided to ask the teachers of our school to identify them again.

Soon, Director Quan was invited, heard the doubts of the two teachers, and said with a smile:

"Teacher Zhan, Teacher Li, this is indeed a student of our school, called Carambola Creek, this semester because of her father's sacrifice, there was an accident at home, she was worried that the 91-year-old lady at home had no one to take care of, so she applied for home review, however, her weekly mock exams have always been full marks. ”

"Oh?" Teacher Zhan's eyes lit up, and he looked at Carambola Creek.

"As for the photo, like this, the photo on the certificate has never been good-looking, not to mention, this photo should have been taken by her last year, and at their age, one appearance a year, some students can directly grow from a small bean seedling to a thin bamboo pole, not to mention the eighteen changes of the female college?"

Director Quan is worthy of being the director of teaching, and he can't stop as soon as he speaks.

"It's not that we're suspicious, this is the college entrance examination, we have to be cautious, since Teacher Quan has also proved it, then, can you do a favor and sign the list with us?"

Once all candidates have verified that they are correct, they will have to sign the list.

As invigilators, they also take risks.

"Okay. Director Quan nodded happily and followed to the podium to sign his name.

Carambola Creek looked at it, and for the first time, I felt that this fountain director was also quite cute.

"What's going on? It's time for the exam to start soon, and it hasn't been done here yet?" At this time, five or six people came over from the corridor, and the leader stood at the door, swept around with sharp eyes, and opened his mouth to question.

This voice is the one surnamed Tian.

Carambola Creek glanced up.

Thanks, big belly, white ...... This image is quite in line with the villain's cannon fodder.

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