Chapter 77: The groping pig hand of the bus

"Toot-toot-"

Qiao Yuxin held the mobile phone, his face was calm, but there was a trace of anxiety hidden in his eyes, and behind him were books that were in a mess.

After waiting for a long time, the phone on the other side was picked up, and before the other party could speak, Qiao Taro Xin rushed to the front:

"Is it the homeroom teacher, Mr. Dong? I'm your student, Joe Taro. ”

Hearing Qiao Yuxin's name, the person opposite seemed to smile and answered:

"I am, Taro, is there something wrong with you?"

"Class teacher, it's like this, I can't find the login password of the college entrance examination volunteer filling system, and I haven't filled in the volunteer yet, how can I get the password back?"

The head teacher was obviously stunned for a moment, and forgot the password to fill in the volunteer?

Qiao Taro Xin did so well in the exam, if he couldn't fill in the volunteer, it would be a waste.

"The initial password is the last six digits of the ID card, can't log in?"

The head teacher was also nervous, she treated the students like her own children, and she would be anxious for a long time if there was any problem with their studies.

"Class teacher, no, I'm afraid I changed the password......"

Qiao Yuxin bit her lower lip lightly, blaming her brain, forgetting whether she changed the password or not.

"At two o'clock in the afternoon, you bring your ID card, admission ticket number, transcript, and application guide, come to the school, and we will find the school's technician to retrieve the password!"

The head teacher reacted quickly, and immediately asked Qiao Yuxin to come to the school with her documents to find her, and it was half a day since she volunteered on the first day.

It's still too late to do it in the afternoon!

Qiao Yuxin responded again and again, hung up the phone, put down her hanging heart, and sorted out the information.

In the afternoon, Qiao Taro packed her backpack and hurriedly walked out of the door, Qiao Jing was eating oranges.

Seeing Qiao Yuxin going out with something on her back, she was puzzled, wasn't she in a hurry to find the password in the morning?

Still have time to go out?

Qiao Jing finished eating the oranges in two or three bites, picked up the mobile phone on the table, and dialed a number:

"Xingli, Qiao Taro is out! She's not going to school, is she? ”

Lan Xingli clenched her mobile phone, she was shopping outside at this time, followed by four black-clothed bodyguards, with the same expressionless wooden face.

When the young lady goes out, the outfit is sure to be majestic enough!

"Qiao Taro goes to school? Does she know that the password to fill in the volunteer system has been changed? ”

Lan Xingli didn't expect Qiao Taroxin's movements to be so fast, according to everyone's convention, they only filled in the volunteers on the last day, so they could have more time to think about it.

And she made up her mind that by the time Qiao Taro found out that the password had been changed, it was too late to ask the school for help, so she missed filling in.

"She knows, she rummaged in the room in the morning, and now she should go out to ask the school for help."

Lan Xingli smiled coldly, Qiao Taro Xin was fast, but she still had a plan.

"Okay, I know, you don't have to worry about the rest."

Lan Xingli hung up the phone, said a few words to the bodyguard behind her, and handed them a photo with Qiao Taroxin's appearance on it.

Qiao Jing looked at the mobile phone that was hung up, and sighed, she didn't care about it, she didn't want to get involved, and asked Qiao's mother to take the household registration book before Qiao Taroxin's ID number.

Qiao Yuxin got on the bus, there were a lot of people, the air was muddy, and she was a little dizzy, she stood by the window.

The innocent girl with a backpack on her back, her face is beautiful, and her slightly red face reveals a trace of anxiety, which becomes a beautiful scene on the bus.

The people in the car secretly glanced at Qiao Taro a few times, secretly observed, and it was also a pleasure to appreciate the beauty.

A groping pig hand touched her arm, and Qiao Yuxin took two steps to the side, glaring angrily at the owner of the salty pig hand.