Chapter 2 Changing Majors

Fang ยท S-class Qingnuan, I really want to cry at this time.

Is the power of the laws in the book at work to prevent her from stray from the character's mortal fate? How can you apply for a dormitory change to be messed up by Jennifer, and you can also bump into her when you apply to change colleges!

At this time, the plague god himself didn't know it, and after getting the dean's consent, he trotted to her side, and held her hand with a series of "sorry" mixed with "Woo woo", crying so much that it was called a pear blossom with rain, and I felt pity.

"It's none of your business." Fang Qingnuan wanted to shake off her hand, it was really embarrassing to be dragged by someone she didn't know like this, didn't she see that Dean Mandela next to her was already smiling at the corner of her mouth, did she think she was going to be moved?

But she underestimated the strength of the B-level physique, and the C-level she was just a little chick who was just allowed to be pinched and rounded under Jennifer's claws. Jennifer not only grabbed her hand tighter, but also hugged her, and said to Mandela with tears in her eyes: "Dean, please give her back the first place of Xiao Nuan, now my classmates are scolding me, I woo woo woo, I don't want to rob it, I really don't woo woo woo ......"

"Scolding you?" Dean Mandela's face sank, and he said a little angrily, "Your decision to remain unchanged in the first place was made by the principal, who are those classmates questioning?" โ€

Janevre smiled bitterly: "After all, it won't be Xiao Nuan's problem, her S-class has been witnessed by many people." She sighed and continued in a crying milk voice, "I have already discussed with my father, and I plan to donate a sum of money to the remote star test center so that they can maintain and update the testing equipment to avoid such a thing as Xiao Nuan from happening again." โ€

Mandela handed her a pack of tissues and looked at her with a soft and distant gaze, as if looking at another person through Jennifer: "You're doing a great job, kid." If your mother were still alive, she would be proud of you. โ€

Hearing her mother's words, Jennifer, who was about to stop crying, began to sob again, giving Fang Qing a warm heart.

If you say a gun with a stick, you will be able to make it clear that you suspect that I am inciting others to attack you. You are Bing Qingyu Jie Little White Flower, I have to be the lemon essence who made trouble for the first false name?

"Fang Qingnuan, Jennifer thinks so much about your hometown, it should be able to make you angry." Dean Mandela found a tricky angle to persuade him.

Jennifer followed closely: "No, teacher, I don't ask Xiao Nuan to forgive me, I just don't want to see her acting rashly." โ€

Mandela made another surprise move and handed over the steps: "I don't care about your blank paper in the written test, and you don't want to continue to be serious." โ€

Jennifer nodded again and again: "Xiao Nuan, if you are still angry, just beat me, don't gamble with your future, the kind of place in the College of Nutritional Sciences is only for low-level spiritual power at the end of the crane." โ€

"Haha, haha, hahahaha......" Seeing that the two of them had a tacit understanding, and if they didn't interrupt, they would be CPU, Fang Qingnuan simply broke the jar and broke it, not pretending to be afraid of Raush, and laughed hysterically, today let you interstellar people see the characteristics of Huaguo - bear children make trouble!

"Shut up!" She pushed Jennifer away with all her might, and when she saw that the other party stumbled and was about to fake a fall, she lay down on the ground first.

Looking up at Dean Mandela, whose eyes were still wide with astonishment from the scene just now, she cried out heartbreakingly: "I-say-I want!" Change! Expert! Karma! โ€

"Do you know what you're doing?" Dean Mandela stepped forward to pull her up, but after reaching out his hand, he hesitated, but finally withdrew his hand and said to Jennifer, who was standing next to her, "Jennifer, pull her up." โ€

"Huh?" As the eldest lady who has been educated in aristocratic etiquette since she was a child, although she has 100 hearts, she has never seen such a small citizen behavior in the market, and she didn't react at once.

When she stretched out her hand to pull someone, Fang Qingnuan swung her tail in a lying position, first tripped Janev, then dragged her hair with one hand, and tore Mandela's trouser leg with the other, ignoring the screams of the two, flapping her hands and feet and shouting loudly: "Change majors!" Change majors! I'm going to change my major! โ€

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Fang Qingnuan looked at the mirror in the elevator, straightened the somewhat scattered forehead hair, and took off the black-framed thick glasses on the bridge of his nose and carefully checked them to make sure that he hadn't broken them when he fell just now.

This body is seven or eight points similar to her high school days, but it is whiter and thinner, and it looks a little malnourished. In addition, he lost a lot of mental power just now, and the little face reflected in the mirror was pale and did not have a trace of blood.

Thinking of the embarrassed appearance of Jennifer and Mandela being tossed by herself, Fang Qingnuan showed a mocking smile. Originally, I just wanted to pretend to be crazy and stupid to make a fuss about the academy, but the dean didn't agree to save the country and appeal to the principal, who knew that those two people tried to control her with mental power.

Although she didn't know how to use her mental power as an outsider, the conditioned reflex of this body's self-preservation was real. As soon as Jennifer and Mandela's mental power approached, she felt a mysterious power circling in her body, and then swept away most of her physical strength, and her brain was buzzing.

Fortunately, the two who struck first were even worse in comparison. Jennifer fainted in pain, although Mandela Mandela had an A+ mental power level, but the days of pampering and pampering had been too long, allowing her to taste the bitter fruit of underestimating the enemy in actual combat.

Sitting on the ground in a cold sweat, Dean Mandela tried his best to restrain the trembling of his whole body, and reluctantly took the application form and pen handed to him by Fang Qingnuan, and signed his name in the consent column, with such force that it even penetrated the paper.

Staring at Fang Qingnuan's back as she slowly left, her tone was resentful, and she threw out a harsh warning to this disobedient student: "S-level, you will regret your choice." โ€

"Tick!" "Tick โ€”โ€”!"

Two prompts, one long and one short, sounded almost at the same time, respectively from the elevator that reached the first floor, and the terminal on Fang Qingnuan's wrist.

She stepped out of the elevator and opened the newly received notification email: "Fang Qingnuan, your application for changing majors has been approved, and from now on, you will officially transfer from the School of Mental Healing - Mental Awakening and Therapy to the School of Nutritional Sciences - Nutrition and Science." Once the result of changing majors takes effect, there is no right to change it twice, please report to the college office of the new major within 3 days! โ€

Hehe, it's very troublesome to say that you have to go through the process, isn't it very efficient.

Fang Qingnuan did not let her guard down because of the phased victory, but immediately applied to the AI assistant assigned to her by the new college to move out of the dormitory and rent a house.

Her instincts told her that neither Dean Mandela nor Jennifer were generous people, and that they would not let this turn the page so easily.

Just now she inadvertently exposed the strength of the original owner who seemed to be deliberately hiding, I don't know if it's a blessing or a curse.

Fang Qingnuan, in addition to the S-class, how many secrets do you hide?