"Nine years?"
Principal Li repeated it and laughed, "Nine years is not too long."
"That's true." The uncle messenger wiped his face without humility, "After all, there are not many people in our age group who can go to junior high school."
"Yes." Principal Li laughed and nodded, "Not only for your age group, but also for my granddaughter's age group, it's pretty good if you can finish junior high school."
Su Qianqian blinked, remembering the previous conversations about Zai Qiu's departure, her mood sank slightly.
"Yes, most of the children have to help with the work at home." Uncle Messenger pulled down the brim of his hat. "After middle school, I will be almost tall. If my grades are not good, my two bastards..."
"Ahem." Principal Li coughed twice.
"Oh, hehe." The messenger uncle smiled in amusement, "My two sons don't have to read it anymore. They can go home and help me deliver the letter."
Su Qianqian blinked slightly, glanced at the messenger uncle, and looked away.
She thought again of that early October, when she saw the young man pulling the cart hard, and the two children behind the car pushing the cart equally hard.
She also remembered that a few years later, no, no, no.
Su Qianqian put her hand into her pocket, which contained her and her sister's hopes.
Rui and Lailai shouldn't have such a life.
As for her, Su Qianqian lowered her head slightly, feeling an inexplicable emotion well up in her heart.
Fortunately, I was taken home by my sister.
If she didn't have her sister, where would she be now? Where will it go in the future?
Will she be like...
Su Qianqian's pocket began to twist, and she squeezed the letter in her pocket tightly, as if it would disappear if she let go.
"No, no, I don't think so."
Grandpa Li came over with a smiling voice.
The laughter made Su Qianqian couldn't help but turn her head to look. Grandpa Li was looking at Uncle Wang, the messenger diagonally opposite, with a smile on his face.
"Am I wrong again?" The messenger, Uncle Wang, glanced at Su Qianqian and looked at Principal Li, "I must be right, right? If a child's grades are not good, even if he is forced to go to school, it will not matter. It is a waste. Money. Is this wrong?"
Su Qianqian glanced at the messenger uncle, was he on his own?
It seems to make some sense.
"What you said seems to make sense." Principal Li waved his hand and nodded slightly.
Um? Grandpa Li thinks so too?
Then, Su Qianqian was startled. Grandpa Li meant that the quality of their grades directly determines the students' lives?
My sister doesn’t seem to be like this!
Su Qianqian looked at Principal Li again and again thoughtfully, and met Principal Li's gaze with a smile.
So is my sister wrong, or is Grandpa Li wrong?
Su Qianqian blinked her big shining eyes, and for a moment, she had no idea.
"In this case," the messenger Uncle Wang blurted out, "then what do you mean by saying no no just now? Isn't this contradictory?"
"Hahaha." Principal Li laughed, "It's not a contradiction."
"It's obviously a contradiction." Uncle Wang, the messenger, replied unceremoniously.
Su Qianqian turned her head to look at the messenger Uncle Wang, blinked slightly, and then looked away.
"Ahem," the messenger, Uncle Wang, coughed twice slightly, "Damn, did I say something wrong again?"
When Su Qianqian heard this, she turned around again, looked at the messenger Uncle Wang, smiled slightly and said, "Ask grandpa."
Haha, how could she know!
She is just a child!
"Here," the messenger, Uncle Wang, lifted the brim of his raincoat, "then what did you mean by squinting at me just now?"
Su Qianqian:......
How did she miss him?
She merely agreed with his contradiction.
Su Qianqian rolled her big sparkling eyes and smiled sweetly: "I was looking at the fallen leaves behind you. When the wind blew, they almost fell on your hat."
"Oh?" Uncle Xinhewang grinned, raised his hand and touched two handfuls of his long rain hat, and brought back a fallen leaf from behind his head, "Oh, you have such a good eye."
After that, he turned to Principal Li again: "Principal Li, where does your granddaughter study? She must have good grades, right?"
Um? Su Qianqian was slightly startled, there really were fallen leaves!
She just said it casually.
It's just that, ahem, the topic of Messenger Uncle Wang has changed a bit too quickly, right? ! Why was it transferred to her again?
No matter what, she wouldn't recognize him as her adoptive father.
She already has a father.
snort!
Su Qianqian rolled her eyes at the messenger, Uncle Wang, and looked away.
It was better for her to shut up and watch the rain reminisce quietly.
"She," Principal Li glanced at Su Qianqian and smiled, "If you live here, of course you will study here."
"Ah?" The Messenger King looked Su Qianqian up and down, "I really can't tell that Principal Li is someone who can take care of children."
"I smiled. How can I take care of my granddaughter? How can she be happy?"
ah? Su Qianqian looked towards Principal Li from the corner of her eye, and met Principal Li's smile as he looked over.
Grandpa Li, what does this mean?
Was he praising himself, or was he praising her for her willfulness?
"That's right." Uncle Wang, the messenger, laughed and nodded repeatedly, "If she is my daughter, I will let her."
Su Qianqian curled her lips and quietly played with the fallen leaf in her hand that was still glowing with green leaves.
cut! She doesn't want it.
"The results must be very good." Uncle Wang, the messenger, asked again.
"Well," Principal Li glanced at Su Qianqian, "My granddaughter is going to take the entrance examination for the junior high school of Jingyun No. 1 Middle School."
ah? Su Qianqian turned to look at Grandpa Li.
Not reliable!
This is their secret! How can it be with foreign countries?
"Where!" The messenger, Uncle Wang, opened his eyes cooperatively to show his surprise, and looked at Principal Li as he looked over.
Are you that surprised? Su Qianqian rolled her eyes silently in her heart and glanced at the messenger, Uncle Wang.
According to the class teacher last semester, as long as they are affiliated with Jingyun No. 1 Middle School, in principle, nearly 80% of the students will be admitted to the junior high school.
However, if you want to enter the Mathematical Olympiad class, it is best to stay in the top 100 in your grade.
And she is now among the top three in her grade. Oh no, it started from the third monthly exam in the third grade, and I was already in the top three.
Sister, you can compete for first place, but first place is too tiring. The process of periodic exams is not important, as long as you show your true level in the final exam and midterm exam.
Although she is now in Liujiacun, she still has confidence in herself.
"Junior Middle School of Jingyun No. 1 Middle School? Where is it?" The messenger, Uncle Wang, suddenly spoke, interrupting Su Qianqian's thoughts.
puff! Su Qianqian almost laughed and quickly covered her nose.
Suddenly I thought of the sentence in "Peach Blossom Spring": I don't know if there is Han, no matter Wei or Jin.
Smiling, her heart suddenly felt inexplicably heavy again, and she thought of Rui He again.
If they don't go to study quietly and don't leave here, many years later, they will be like the messenger Uncle Wang in front of them.
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