Desheng She also learned about it on the Internet before, and it is understandable that it is a private aristocratic school built on money.

The teaching team is professional, the teaching level is strictly distinguished, and there are only two kinds of people who can enter, the real scholars and the rich.

In a word, as long as you have money, you can get in.

So—

"You've already stuffed the school with money?" Huo Qi, who was silent for a moment, finally asked with a very serious face.

The two couples were suddenly shocked by Huo Qi's serious expression, so the two glanced at each other.

"Yes"

"Nope."

It was Song Ning who answered affirmatively in the front, and Huo Jinyan who answered negatively in the back.

The two people, whose caliber had not been unified, glanced at each other silently, as if there was a convergence of disgust.

Huo Qi looked at the two of them, smiling rather than smiling.

Song Ning, who was inexplicably a little weak by this smile, subconsciously kicked her husband next to her and motioned for him to come out quickly to explain.

Receiving the hint from his wife, Huo Jinyan coughed and sat up straight, although he was over fifty years old, he still had a solemn look on his handsome face, "If you finally choose this school, I and you. Mom does have this plan. ”

When Huo Qi heard this, the serious expression on his face softened, "Just don't stuff the money, I've already chosen a school." ”

Although the family doesn't look like a super poor household, it's really not necessary to spend money through the back door!

"Choosing a school so quickly? Which one is inside? Song Ning asked hurriedly.

Huo Qi's eyes drooped slightly, and he replied in a shocked manner: "One middle." ”

Song Ning and Huo Jinyan were stunned when they heard this.

One in one?

Did they hear it wrong?

Song Ning coughed and asked uncertainly, "Daughter, what did you just say...... Eleven? ”

Huo Qi put down the school profile in his hand, his head was slightly sideways, and the corners of his lips were hooked, "No, No." ”

"Well, my daughter is not joking, is he? Can you repeat again, how many did you choose? ”

Although she was teased by her daughter's casual appearance, Song Ning still felt that she had auditory hallucinations in her ears.

Huo Qi's eyebrows rose, a pair of peach blossom eyes rippled, and he replied quite seriously: "No kidding, only No. 1 Middle School meets my school selection criteria." ”

When Song Ning heard this, the expression on his face changed, "Mom also knows that No. 1 Middle School is the best, but our strength doesn't allow it." She knew about her daughter's grades in her freshman year of high school, which was definitely the best crane tail car.

"No. 1 Middle School is a top student in various regions, and your grades are ...... Even if you do, it won't necessarily be a good thing for you. Huo Jinyan was also shocked by his daughter's request, and the expression on his face subconsciously became serious.

Song Ning nodded hurriedly, "Yes, yes, your father is right, we don't ask you to do well in your studies, we just want you to be happy, even if you are admitted to an ordinary university in the future." ”

Anyway, there is no need for famous college students to support the scene at home, after all, the eldest and second, the third and fourth are famous college students, and it is enough to have them as decorations!

So, Song Ning picked up the profiles of a few schools again, and was about to stuff them into Huo Qi's hands, "You can take a look at these schools again, no, my mother will call Desheng Middle School now, and this school will be decided!" ”

"Desheng is good, Dad supports it."

Huo Qi looked at the two of them being persuaded to retreat because of the mention of No. 1 Middle School, and pressed his eyebrows helplessly, "You wait for me." So saying, she got up and went upstairs.