Chapter 279: The Demon Capital is really different

Wang Chengyou is going to Shanghai Jinqiao College.

Today is also the day of Mo Yan's report on the start of school.

According to the first-hand information he had, Mo Yan had completed all the formalities for the day's report, and had successfully attracted the attention of a senior.

In the name of "exchange learning", the senior asked for Mo Yan's mobile phone number. Makes him depressed.

So, even if he misses the accompanying report, he has to rush over!

A taxi was stopped at the school gate and the driver was told the address of Jinqiao College, and the driver showed a smile that was more ugly than crying. Wang Chengyou understood in seconds: "I'll give you double the travel fee." ”

"Okay." The driver stepped on the gas pedal and hit the road.

Outside the car window, there is a street scene of Modu with busy traffic and high-rise buildings. Wang Chengyou doesn't take it seriously, he is a person who has seen more than a handful of international metropolises. After getting in the car, he hurriedly sent a message to Mo Yan: "I have finally completed the enrollment procedures." Are you busy? ”

"Hmm."

"Is your mom home?"

"Nope."

"You're not in a good mood?"

After a long time, Mo Yan replied: "It's not me." It was my mom who broke down. She happened to chat with other parents, and heard that the tuition fee was 28,000 a year, and the whole person was suddenly not good. ”

Wang Chengyou wrote and rubbed, erased and wrote, and found that ...... What a wise decision to make your own trip!

"I'll be there in 2 and a half hours. Wait for me, leave it to me. Wang Chengyou, who said this, is so heroic. However, Shanghai's road conditions soon taught him a lesson. At the elevated entrance of the city, I waited for half an hour.

So, it's still a dirt bun.

I don't have the concept of a subway in my head.

"I'm sorry, I'll be there in three hours."

"I'm sorry, it might take three and a half hours to arrive."

……

After 3 hours and 20 minutes, Wang Chengyou, whose bones were all bumped and scattered, finally arrived at the door of Shanghai Jinqiao College. When paying, Wang Chengyou wanted to swipe the Shanghai bus card prepared by his mother Mi Zhi to recharge 1,000 yuan, and the driver said that the card machine happened to be broken. Wang Chengyou had to > out of the car and take ten steps, Wang Chengyou suddenly realized that he was afraid that he was too lucky and stopped a taxi with a deck of cards!

One of the doubts is that the car is too bad, the car experience is poor, and it is estimated that it is a eliminated car; The second suspicion is that the credit card machine is broken; The third suspicion is that the recipient of the WeChat transfer is the screen name of Penguin.

Ah, the magic capital!

Wang Chengyou shook his head, smiled bitterly, and walked into Jinqiao College, which has the style of European and American universities in architectural style.

This school is magnificent. Whether it is the school gate or the red brick imitation European building, even if there is no youthful figure, it is also full of high-end college style.

The campus road is wide, throwing off a few streets of the Fudan campus; The tall plane trees swayed in the wind, as if singing in a low voice...... All in all, beautiful!

"I got to the school gate." Wang Chengyou sent a > to Mo Yan: "We are outside the school gate. Mo Yan replied.

After some searching, the two sides finally found each other at the school gate where the flow of people and vehicles was endless.

In the fact that the cars that send the children can enter and leave the campus at will, it can be clearly seen that the family background of the students has been fully considered at the beginning of the establishment of Jinqiao College.

Mo Yan's mother, Mo Jielian, was one step ahead of Mo Yan and grabbed Wang Chengyou's outstretched hand: "Kill me!" Thank you, this is a private school! The tuition fee is actually 28,000! No, I'm going to take Mo Yan home and repeat my senior year of high school. ”

Mo Yan on the side, her delicate little face was full of helplessness.

She was like a cloud of green silk high above her head, and she wore a beautiful ponytail with long black straight hair that flowed for thousands of miles. Porcelain white skin, peeking out from the pale gold short-sleeved long skirt. Two red lips are more eye-catching than a pair of wonderful eyes.

Xi Zizi glanced at Mo Yan, Wang Chengyou patiently coaxed Mo Jielian, and started with the 20,000 eight that she was most concerned about, "Aunt Mo, don't be afraid, Mo Yan has a full scholarship, not only free tuition, but also 1,200 yuan of living expenses every month." ”

"Whew, that's the first year. There are three years to go. ”

I really want to say that I promise to do this every year for the next three years, who let me set up the scholarship secretly. However, the boys who walked by on the road all glanced at Mo Yan intentionally or unintentionally, reminding Wang Chengyou. I'd rather let Mo Yan's mother worry than let Mo Yan relax.

He has to create a kind of study pressure for her, otherwise, the emperor is far away, she has nothing to do every day, and there is a group of people around her who do not learn and have no skills...... Scared, scary when you think about it.

"Well, this, as long as Mo Yan can score in the top three in the final exam, there will definitely be a full award."

"Kill me! The top three ......" Mo Jielian was about to cry, when she suddenly heard Mo Yan behind her say: "The top three, I will definitely pass the test." ”

Mo Jielian turned her head and glanced at the stranger at her daughter: "You think you are Wang Chengyou." It turned out that in Mo Jielian's mind, Wang Chengyou has become synonymous with high IQ.

"I would look at my freshman year as a continuation of my senior year of high school. Can't you get into the top three in this way? ”

Wang Chengyou was overjoyed when he heard this, and his eyes couldn't help but glow. Oh my God, that's what he wants.

Mo Jielian thought for a while, this is the truth. When others enter the university, they are busy indulging and making up for themselves, and I heard that they can't even do the basic responsibility of being a student, such as attending classes. It is also said that college students who have not skipped classes are not real college students.

"Good! Mom believes in you! ”

Wang Chengyou then dispelled Mo Jielian's second worry, it doesn't matter if private colleges and universities are private, as long as they are admitted to graduate school in four years, they can be whitewashed. In fact, what he wants to say is that if you marry me anyway, I won't care if the bride's undergraduate is public or private!

Mo Jielian glared and thought about it, okay, this is also a solution.

If it comes, it will be safe.

After solving the burden of thought, look at Jinqiao College. Well, this school seems unbelievably pretty.

Wang Chengyou accompanied them around the campus for a while, recognized the dormitory building where Mo Yan wanted to live, and went to the most prestigious restaurant nearby to line up for dinner.

"It's already after 7 o'clock, do you still have time for dinner?" Mo Yan was a little anxious and couldn't help but ask Wang Chengyou.

"My school doesn't check the dormitory tonight." The implication is that he won't be going back tonight.

"Oops!" Mo Yan shouted, "The school hotel is full, and my mother can only squeeze into the dormitory with me." What do you do? Sleep on the playground. ”

Wang Chengyou looked at Mo Yan with a smile.

Alas, he was still too serious. For example, at this time, he wanted to ask, "If I slept in the playground, would you accompany me", but he couldn't ask.

"What do you think? There are so many mosquitoes in the playground, so I won't accompany you. Mo Yan suddenly spoke.

Wang Chengyou laughed, and there was a small crescent under his eyes: "Your mind-reading skills are very good, and you are very good at reading minds." ”

"Your nemesis King Kongβ€”" Mo Yan looked at Wang Chengyou with his eyes.

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