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Feng Yangchu's brows furrowed even tighter: "Why did you submit the registration form to the principal's office so early?" What if a student hasn't had time to sign up yet? What are you in a hurry to eat at noon, so you can't wait in the office for students? What's so important about a meal! Besides, why didn't you show me the list and hand it over! ”

The female teacher was scolded by splitting her head and covering her face.

A little aggrieved: "Dean Feng, you didn't watch it in previous years, didn't you say it was casual?" ”

Because in the past few years, I have not been able to recruit satisfactory students in every exam.

Even if the test score is high, it is criticized by Dean Feng as high score, low ability, and useless.

Therefore, this special entrance exam was gradually regarded as chicken ribs by Feng Yangchu.

None of the students could satisfy him!

It's all a bunch of nerds who only know exams!

What's the use?

So, he didn't care about the entrance exams for several years.

It's all the teachers at the bottom who are doing their job step by step, organizing exams according to tradition, and going through the motions.

After Feng Yangchu lost his temper, his beard twitched, knowing that it was useless to be angry with the teacher who was doing things.

If the principal's office has already printed the exam notice, arranged the exam number, and all the lists are announced, it will be too late!

Because of the addition of candidates halfway, everyone will know that the candidates came in through the back door!

He hates going through the back door the most.

How could that little girl become a relationship that everyone talked about and despised?

After thinking about it, he threw down the registration form:

"The old man personally went to the principal's office."

Before the list is officially announced, sign up for that girl!

All the way to the principal's office.

Hey?

The headmaster is not there?

Feng Yangchu sat in the principal's office chair and flipped through the stack of official registration forms of the School of Pharmacy.

I haven't waited to finish it.

I heard a sound of footsteps in the corridor outside the door, as if two students were talking.

One said, "Didn't you make a record for the Discipline Room?" ”

Another sighed: "Hey, I was kicked out halfway!" ”

"What's going on?"

"That Gu Qiqi, I didn't see it, there is a background! I thought she was a poor girl from the countryside! ”

"What background?"

“…… A super handsome man, who speaks so mightily! No one dares to disobey him, anyway, it's a super awesome boss...... The principal is afraid of ......"

"Wow, is that her dad?"

"Of course not, how can it be a father at that age? Besides, I heard Gu Xuexue and them say that Gu Qiqi's father went to prison, and she was picked up by a man in high school! She was admitted to our Imperial Military Medical University not by strength at all! ”

"Ah, doing this kind of thing at a young age, tsk......"

"Oh, otherwise how can you convince the headmaster to let the headmaster-"

Feng Yangchu listened in the room, and the more he listened, the worse his face became.

Gu Qiqi's tutor is so bad?

Have a father in prison?

Still in high school to be wrapped up by men?

Did she ask the principal to do anything for her, and go through the back door to make up for her?

Unfortunately.

The two students stopped talking in a pinch.

"Hello Headmaster!"

"Headmaster, you're back!"

It turned out to be the principal Lao'er, who had just come back from the Discipline Room, because he solved the problem of Gu Qiqi being framed, which made the master happy, and he was also in a good mood.

So when I saw the two students dangling at the door, I didn't get angry, but smiled and said, "Well, good! Good! ”

Push the door.

I saw Feng Yangchu sitting at his desk.

It's even happier.

"Yo, Brother Chu...... Rare guest. ”

Feng Yangchu rarely appeared, and the principal Lao'er was quite surprised.

Feng Yangchu's face darkened, and his eyes fell on the piece of paper that the headmaster Lao Er was holding.

The more I look at it, the more it looks like an entry form!