Just for the food expenses, she had to grit her teeth and hold on until the day Zhao Xin bought her a diploma!
As for whether there will be a scholarship for my senior year of high school, that's not important.
I think she is also a person who has been in so many worlds. I dare not say anything else. She has a lot of specialties.
For example...
After thinking for a while, Jin Qing resolutely gave up thinking: those are not important, as long as she has free meals.
Seeing that her daughter was determined not to let him send her off, Zhao Xin did not insist, but yawned and continued to go back to her room to sleep. She had to go to work at night.
At the same time, the foreman of Zhao Xin's dance hall was sitting in front of a man covered in tattoos. He explained shakily: "I just called and she said she would come back to work tonight."
The foreman is a woman in her late fifties. Although her face is still heavily made up, she cannot hide the deep wrinkles at the corners of her eyes and mouth.
Looking at the unkind and barbaric men in front of him, the foreman's heart went crazy: I don't know what kind of gods Zhao Xin had offended, but these people didn't go to Zhao Xin's house to block people, but squatted here to guard her every day.
These people were also strange. From what they said, they seemed to have sent people to stay near Zhao Xin's house, but for some reason Zhao Xin had not gone out these days.
And they didn't come rashly to arrest anyone, they just stayed in the dance hall like they were waiting for someone to come.
The foreman thought about it carefully and felt that this matter should be related to the high occupancy rate of the community where Zhao Xin lived.
The foreman tentatively inquired with these people on guard about what Zhao Xin had done, but they didn't say anything. It was obvious that the complicated situation of her staff made it easier for them to hide and not make the matter a big deal.
Thinking that this was Uncle Qi's place, the foreman mentioned it to these people several times, openly and secretly, and wanted them to leave on their own.
But those people kept pretending not to hear, and kept her under close guard, preventing her from finding anyone to report the news to Zhao Xin.
The foreman understood in his heart that it seemed that Zhao Xin had caused a lot of trouble this time.
At this time, Jin Qing had arrived at the gate of Anhua Noble Academy.
Anhua College is located halfway up a high mountain. At the gate of the school is a large parking lot. It is said that there is also an apron at the top of the mountain.
It was time to send students to school. There were rows of luxury cars parked in front of the school. The students got out of the cars in gorgeous clothes and told their drivers to wait for them here after school.
The cars parked in front of the school are divided into areas according to the family conditions of the students or the students' academic performance.
Students with the best academic performance, students with special skills in some areas, and those who study well enough to receive scholarships can park their cars in front of the school.
Others parked their cars further and further away from the academy based on their grades and family background.
There is a locker room in the school, and students usually go there to change into the school's custom-made uniforms.
Jin Qing was standing at the school gate watching the excitement while carrying the schoolbag Zhao Xin had prepared for her. She had run all the way up the mountain from home, and she didn't think anything of it when she saw these people and cars on the road just now.
Now that the cars have stopped, it feels spectacular. It seems like all the rich people in the city are here.
Watching the students walking into the school in twos and threes, Jin Qing seemed to see a group of white, plump little fat sheep covered in wool.
Apparently some of the students recognized Jin Qing's client, the original campus princess.
Two well-dressed little girls with proud expressions quickly walked up to Jin Qing, raised their heads and said disdainfully: "Zhao Ru, you have the nerve to come to school."
Jin Qing, who was inexplicably criticized: "..." Believe me, I don't want to come either.
The girl who spoke before raised her head and looked at Jin Qing again: "Zhao Ru, just because of you, you have ruined the whole school's atmosphere, and you still have the nerve to come to school."
The girl felt itchy at the root of her teeth when she thought of how her mother's friends had openly and secretly laughed at the atmosphere of Anhua College when they came over for a party.
Jin Qing tilted his head. Just when he was about to say something to the girl, he heard an exclamation from the distance: "Prince Dongfang and the others are coming."
Dongfang Prince is the nickname given to Dongfang Yao by the students of Anhua College.
Hearing that Dongfang Yao was coming, even the two girls who had just spoken to Jin Qing turned around excitedly, showing just the right expressions of nymphomaniacs: "Where are they!"
Seeing everyone looking towards the road, Jin Qing said: "..." Did Dongfang Yao just come back from the moon? These girls don't need to be so excited.
And it’s okay for the ladies to be excited, but what’s going on with the excited men?
Jin Qing was thinking as he cast his gaze not far away.
I saw a convoy of more than a dozen black luxury cars of the same model slowly stopping at the school gate.
When the car stopped, nine bodyguards stepped out from the first three cars, wearing black suits and sunglasses, with the words "We are not to be messed with" written all over their bodies.
After them, in addition to the fifth, seventh, ninth, and eleventh cars, many bodyguards also stepped out of the remaining cars.
These bodyguards lined up in a long line in front of the car, with their hands behind their backs and looking straight ahead with expressionless faces.
After the bodyguards formed their formation, the co-pilots of the previously silent cars also got out of the passenger seats.
They first observed the surrounding environment, then walked to the rear door and respectfully invited the people in the back seat out.
As the people on the rear door walked out, girls screamed one after another from the crowd: "Look, it's Prince Dongfang, and Prince Nangong, hey, why is Ximen here too? Doesn't it mean that he has been severely traumatized!"
"You see there is an extra car today, yes. I heard that Ouyang Yue goes to school with the princes every day."
"Oh my God, I really envy Ouyang Yue. Her life is so good."
"Why wasn't I the one who went to school with the princes?"
"If I can go to school with the princes, I will lose my life."
"The princes are so handsome, Ouyang Yue is so beautiful today, she looks like a princess..."
Listening to the chatter of the girls, Jin Qing said: "..." Boars, shouldn't boars be kept in pens? What are you doing here?
707: "..." Look, the ugly face of jealousy in women is vividly displayed in his own host. He said that women with bad brains can't watch too many idol dramas!
After Dongfang Yao got out of the car, the first thing he did was to walk to Ouyang Yue and hold Ouyang Yue's hand.
Seeing Dongfang Yao's actions, the crowd screamed even louder.
Ouyang Yue was obviously a little embarrassed. She first glanced at Dongfang Yao angrily, and then carefully placed her hand in Dongfang Yao's.
Amid everyone's exclamations, Dongfang Yao took Ouyang Yue's hand and walked towards the school gate.
Nangong Shan's eyes were completely glued to Ouyang Yue in front of him, while Ximen Yu's expression was a little gloomy and he didn't know what he was thinking.
Ouyang Yue first looked at Dongfang Yao's handsome side face affectionately, and then saw Jin Qing who was blocked at the school gate...
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