"It's none of my business." Xia Li reversed the positions of the two books.

"I think he must have nothing to do with Jack's artist in choosing this bookstore name, Xia is the Xia in your name, sister, you are so good-looking, it's normal for people to like you.

I'm afraid that he is the kind of gentleman who does not do his job, you can see if you look at the bookstore he built, is this to make money or squander? Is he worthy of my sister like that? What does he have besides being good-looking. ”

……

As soon as Mu Bai and Si Chen reached the staircase, they heard Song Yin's words, and Si Chen almost couldn't hold back his laughter.

"I said it, you will push all the business to me again, let alone the people of Jingshi, even a little girl thinks you are an idle waste."

"Yes, the poor student is right." Mu Bai chuckled.

"You!"

……

The next day, Song Yin's entrance exam results came out, and the director of teaching, Cao Changyuan, informed Song Yin to meet him.

"Song Yin, you passed the entrance exam, congratulations." Cao Changyuan is a middle-aged chubby man, looking a little kind and smiling.

"You know that there are two elite classes in each grade of our high school, class 1 and class 2, you choose one."

"Me? Elite class? Song Yin pointed at himself, a little incredulous. She was confident in herself, but she didn't expect that she could go to the elite class.

"Yes, your grades can go to the elite class, you see if you want to go to the first class or the second class, here are the information of the two class teachers."

"Second shift." Song Yin only glanced at the back politely, mainly because Xia Li is also in the second class, although it is not a grade, Song Yin also feels kind.

"Okay, then second shift. I'll arrange accommodation for you, and you can bring your luggage over at noon, so you can go to class in the afternoon. ”

"Okay."

After leaving the teacher's office, Song Yin went back to Xia Li's house to move his luggage.

Song Huilan has no culture and doesn't know what the concept of the elite class of the attached middle school is, but she is happy that Song Yin can go to school.

At half past eleven o'clock in the afternoon, Song Yin arrived at school with his luggage.

Most of the attached middle schools are day students, either the family has money and a special car to pick them up, or they have good grades and parents who rent a house to accompany them, and those who live in the school are generally in poor family conditions, with only a few exceptions.

Song Yin's dormitory is arranged in room 516, a four-person room, in which three girls from the second class of the elite of the first year of high school live, and there is just one bed left.

A transfer student from Qingfeng County came to the first year of high school, and the news spread quickly. Song Yin was tidying up the bed, and from time to time she could see a girl at the door looking in, and occasionally a whisper or two reached her ears.

"Tomboy, I'll be shocked if I meet her in the bathroom, it's too boy-like."

"That's a good-looking boy, too. She is in the elite class, is there such a powerful person in Qingfeng County? I thought it was only Xia Li's kind of fight. ”

"She took the entrance exam before the director of teaching assigned her classes, and her grades must be good, looking at how she dresses and is not a rich person, it is certain that she was not sent in by her family with a relationship, and there are no rich people in Qingfeng County."

"That's a real scholar."

……

It's already out of school in the afternoon, and in addition to Song Yin in the dormitory, Song Yin's upper bunk Zhou Ziqian is also there. She was memorizing words, a little absent-mindedly, and when she heard the discussion outside, she frowned, put down the book, and climbed down.