The old man drifted away, the three teenagers gradually calmed down, Chen Jing's eyes narrowed slightly, thought for a while, and took the two of them into the wing.

The backyard of the Confucian Temple is generally not open to outsiders, but the steward of the temple directly chooses to ignore the actions of several people, and has to lament the influence of academic privilege.

The wing room is small, except for a simple wooden bed and an old desk, and only two half-person-high brown old round stools.

Chen Jing took out three thick folders from her white handbag, which were full of A4 paper densely printed with small characters, and then took out another piece of paper, handed it to the two of them together, and motioned for them to take a look.

Then he sat down calmly on the round stool, his fingers lightly tapping on the gray table top full of deep and shallow, criss-cross scratches, and his eyes were gloomy.

Yi Qingxuan, female, 17 years old, born in the military compound, his father is a nationally renowned professor of mechanical research, and his mother works in the Second Military Hospital. Nicknamed the "Queen of Machines", her strength should not be underestimated. ”

Chen Jing retracted her gaze, her eyes stayed on the face of the tall and thin boy for a moment, and said solemnly: "Glasses, are you sure?" ”

The boy who was called glasses pushed the black frames, a trace of frenzy flashed in his eyes, but his face was unusually calm, he looked through Yi Qingxuan's records in the folder, and said indifferently: "Are you sure, you have to try to know, I can only guarantee that I will not lose." ”

Chen Jing nodded, glasses never said big things, it seems that he is not sure of Yi Qingxuan's victory, but it is not easy to win glasses.

So, next......

"Qin Xiaoru, female, sixteen years old, her father is the leader of the municipal axe agency, and her mother is a primary school teacher, since she can remember, she has shown excellent artistic talent, especially for painting, she is extremely keen, proficient in more than ten different painting techniques such as ink and oil painting, and has a unique insight into the abstract painting style, and studied under Mr. Qi Shi, the first ink painter in China, and was praised by foreign media as the genius painter with the most potential to become China's 'Da Vinci'."

Chen Jing turned her gaze to the short and fat boy.

"Sweet potato, is there any pressure?"

The short and fat boy who was called to stop the sweet potato, his face was full of pimples, and his hair was curly like an enlarged spinning top, hearing Chen Jing ask, he immediately said with a disdainful face:

"Cut, the Chinese 'Leonardo da Vinci' is only, and I am the successor of 'Van Gogh'."

After speaking, he seemed to think of something, and with a bitter face, Si Aiai said in a low voice: "Sister, can you not call me sweet potato, it's very shameless." ”

Chen Jing nodded quietly and said with a smile: "Okay, sweet potato." ”

The puppy boy was like a deflated ball, standing aside and not speaking.

At this time, the glasses held the frame of the glasses and interjected.

I saw him pointing to the photo of the girl in a black dress dancing on the top of the folder, if you look closely, the girl is similar to Chen Jing.

"Big sister, your sister's ballet has improved again."

Chen Jing smiled calmly, and a person's information flashed in her mind.

"Chen Shu, female, seventeen years old, born in a merchant family, parents are busy abroad all the year round, love dance, outstanding talent, a ballet shocked the British Royal Ballet Theatre, because it only wears black dance costumes, dance shoes, known as 'the dark flower of the ballet theater'."

Looking at this sister who finally came out of her shadow, Chen Jing was not only relieved, but more helpless.

In the photo, Chen Shu smiled happily, and Chen Jing couldn't help but be happy for her, this kind of happiness is the happiness of being a relative, if you are a competitor, Chen Shu is not qualified enough!

"That's it." Chen Jingyun said lightly, as if she had already put an end to the results of this summer camp for her sister.

The glasses nodded, Chen Jing said that it would stop here, then it would inevitably stop here. Chen Jing is the queen of the entire No. 2 Middle School, and what she said is a holy decree, no one will disobey it, and no one will dare to disobey it.

The glasses took out the paper placed at the bottom, pointed to the photos and information on it, and wondered:

"Then who is this Suning?"

Queen Chen Jing is also confused, the investigation data shows that Suning has no special skills and a mediocre family background, why was she suddenly selected for the summer camp?

I can't figure it out, I don't understand which one the principal of No. 1 Middle School is playing.

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In fact, Chen Jing is not the only one who can't figure it out, and Principal Wang of the High School Attached to W Provincial Normal University also can't figure it out.

The information on the table has been turned over by him several times, and he will naturally be familiar with the main candidate of the old rival Z City No. 1 Middle School and No. 2 Middle School who has been competing for many years, but where did this student named Suning come from?

Principal Wang took out Suning's information again and looked at it carefully.

The information is very short, except for identity information, family origin, the rest is ordinary, and I can't find any different place. Isn't Old Man Chen crazy, or is this kid Old Man Chen's illegitimate son outside? Principal Wang speculated maliciously.

Could it be a smoke bomb deliberately played by Old Man Chen? This kid doesn't have any special skills at all, so he uses it to confuse us? The more Principal Wang thought about it, the more he felt that it was possible.

As soon as I put down the information, I couldn't help but pick it up and study it, I always felt that something was wrong in my heart, it was not Old Man Chen's surname to put smoke bombs, you must know that the final ranking points should be divided equally, and one more useless person means that the total score will drop and the ranking will be lowered.

So what is the specialty of this one called Suning? Principal Wang pondered for a long time and didn't understand, he didn't understand at all, Principal Chen asked Suning to participate, just to escort and snipe at No. 2 Middle School.

Different angles of looking at problems naturally lead to different ideas.

At this time, Principal Wang received a call from the secretary, saying that Principal Li from Changling Middle School was visiting.

Sure enough, Principal Li had a sad face, and before he could sit down and take a sip of tea, he couldn't wait to ask first:

"Lao Wang, do you know what Suning is in Z City No. 1 Middle School?"

Principal Wang smiled bitterly, I want to know what Suning is about, do I still need to meditate here?

"Lao Li, you look down on me too much, you don't know, how do I know?"

Principal Li was stunned when he heard this, only to know that he was in a hurry to go to the doctor, his school ranked higher than the High School Affiliated to Normal University, and his energy in the academic world was also greater than that of Principal Wang.

At the moment, he apologized: "Lao Wang, I also have no choice but to come to you to ask, in the past, only three students were sent, although there is no rule that only three people can participate, but after all, it is a rule that everyone knows, this time Old Man Chen, suddenly added a person with no special skills to come in, what kind of play is this?" ”

"I don't know if you ask me," Principal Wang smiled bitterly, "I don't even know where this Suning came from." ”

"So what now? There are only three days to leave the curtain, and it is too late for the organizing committee to set a limit on the number of participants. "Principal Li poured bitter water.

"What else can I do," Principal Wang muttered, "If he adds it, I will add it too." ”

"You mean......" Principal Li's heart moved.

"This time we were not prepared enough, Old Man Chen made a move, and he didn't want to be kicked out, so we had to bite the bullet and continue, he added, and we had to add. I just hope that this one called Suning doesn't make us too ugly, hey......"

Hearing Principal Wang's helplessness, Principal Li couldn't help but scold.

"This old bald man is really not a thing!" It didn't seem to be enjoyable, and Principal Li glanced at the A4 paper that recorded Suning's information, "This one called Suning is not a good thing!" ”

Ahh

Suning, who had just finished cultivating, had an itchy nose and sneezed loudly.

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