Chapter 96
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Half on top, half on bottom, and the middle section in the table.
There's even sawdust falling.
“……”
The whole dining hall was silent, as if all the noise had been taken away by this chopstick.
Jiang Ran has been paying attention to Ying Zijin. Naturally, he can't see it.
His hand unconsciously a loose, holding the turntable "bang when" a sound fell.
The food on the plate poured all over my little brother.
I didn't call this time because I was already stupid.
Not only he was stupid, but all the students who saw this scene were stupid.
Hell, it's the same.
Zhong Zhiwan looked at the chopsticks only half an inch away from her plate, and his mind was buzzing with a sound: --
She can't believe ground looking at Ying Son Jin, lips are all shivering.
If this chopstick flies a little bit, it will not be inserted into the table, but
Zhong Zhiwan didn't dare to think about it. His uniform was completely soaked in cold sweat and his breathing was disordered.
She kept trembling and had no strength to stand up.
The girl next to him was also scared and pulled Zhong Zhiwan's sleeve.
No one saw how the chopsticks flew out of the girl's hand.
But it doesn't matter.
The important thing is, how did Ying Zijin insert a wooden chopstick into the table?
Canteen is still dead general silence, eyes all focused on the girl.
Ying Zijin took a pair of chopsticks again and sat down by the window.
"What are you looking at?" Jiang Ran's eyes swept and sneered, "haven't you seen enough? Would you like to dig out your eyes and stick them in front of you? "
The students immediately took their eyes back and began to eat.
Jiang ran raised his chin and finally felt better.
It seems that his dignity as a school bully still exists.
Xiuyu bit the apple and sat down.
It seemed that she had never recovered. A few seconds later, her voice was hard. Did she say, "father Ying, you just..."
"Nothing." Ying Zijin uses chopsticks to stir up vegetables, light, "forget to collect strength."
She has too much strength. She needs to change.
Xiuyu immediately felt that the apple in his mouth was tasteless.
Forget to take back force, put a chopstick into the table.
If you really work hard, it's easy to break a hammer, isn't it?
She was suddenly a little scared.
Xiuyu looks at the girl thoughtfully.
Those who can exert their power to this level, even if they are not orthodox, will also have something to do with guwu.
However, after the advent of the 21st century, there are few ancient warriors.
Xiuyu doesn't know if it has something to do with the development of science and technology.
Several ancient martial families, which once had a prosperous imperial capital, basically retired.
Jiang ran can only be regarded as the first person to build ancient martial arts, not an ancient martial arts person.
Because the method of cultivation is not appropriate, so the internal strength in the body will be disordered, and then affect the temper and mood, so we need drugs to assist.
There are too few real ancient warriors.
The ancient martial arts world, not everyone can enter, is more mysterious than the ancient medical world.
Xiuyu can be sure that their father Ying must have something to do with guwu.
Maybe there is a master from the ancient martial arts.
But she didn't ask.
As long as she saw that Jiang ran was depressed, she was very happy and could chat with sister Huaping.
Thinking of this, Xiuyu had an appetite again and ate an extra big apple.
**
three thirty in the morning.
In the dead of night, even the nightingale.
Fu Yunshen opens his eyes and wakes up on the bed of the single apartment.
He lay in silence for five minutes before rising slowly.
A pair of evil peach eyes, there is a shallow blood floating on.
He didn't know how many times he had this nightmare. Even after three years of deep hypnosis treatment, he still couldn't escape this nightmare.
Every time I close my eyes, it's bloody.
The sound of explosions, gunshots and shouts lingered in my ears.
It's a past he can't escape.
Fu Yun poured a glass of water and went to the balcony.
In the distance are brightly lit buildings. Shanghai has always been a city that never sleeps.
The cell phone rings at this time.
It's Nie Yi.
Fu Yun deep eyebrow tip stirs up, still connected: "hello?"
"Yunshen, I have returned to the imperial capital." Nie also low voice, "the matter has not been solved, please take care of Nie Chao for a period of time."
"Well." Fu Yunshen pressed the corner of his eye, a little helpless, "this kind of thing, you also want to call me in the evening?"
Nie is also silent for a while, just open mouth again: "no, is snow voice tell me, your mood appeared too big fluctuation, afraid you make what extreme behavior."Yu Xuesheng is a psychologist he specially invited for Ying Zijin, and he is also the second best hypnotist in the NOK list.
Fu Yun deep light ground should a.
His emotions are being monitored.
This is his own request to prevent any change.
After all, he almost lost control.
"Yun deep, you --" Nie also dun dun, "all right?"
"Nothing. I'm used to it." Fu Yun gave a deep, low smile and said, "I just feel tired sometimes when I'm alive."
Nie was silent.
I don't know how to answer.
"It's OK. Hang up." Fu Yunshen didn't say much, "remember to pay for your brother's board expenses. He really can eat."
Without waiting for NIE to say anything more, he cut off the call.
After thinking for a few seconds, Fu Yunshen opened wechat.
Yaoyao, what would you like for breakfast? Brother, by the way, I'll take it to you. 】
after Fu Yun's deep hair, he has to put down his mobile phone.
It's four in the morning and normal people are sleeping.
But just a few seconds after his wechat was sent, his reply came.
[not picky. 】
a few seconds later, the second wechat came.
Did you have a nightmare? 】
Fu Yun was stunned.
After a while, he replied lazily.
How clever are the children? It's so late, not to sleep? Although you have a lot of hair and natural beauty, you should take good care of your body. 】
as soon as this sentence was sent, a video call came.
Fu Yun deep hand meal, on the point to connect.
The girl's plain face appears on the screen of the mobile phone.
She was wearing a nightgown, her long hair was scattered on her shoulders, and her eyebrows were dyed pale gold by the dim moonlight outside the window.
Obviously just wake up, the girl's voice is still with a low hush.
"You don't sleep well. I'll bring you some medicine tomorrow. I'll take it before breakfast, lunch and dinner every day. Seven days is a course of treatment."
After a pause, Ying Zijin said, "if you have a nightmare, you'd better not stay alone."
Fu Yun's eyes are bright.
He really didn't expect that the children called him by video phone just to say that.
In the past, no one would tell him not to be alone because of his nightmare.
"Brother knows, go to sleep, little friend." Fu Yunshen leaned back, his eyelashes moved, and he said with a smile, "if I don't sleep, I have to go to your side and tuck you into the bed now."
The video call just hung up.
There's no time for him to react.
Looking at the black mobile phone screen, Fu Yun deeply picked the eyebrow, bent up the corner of his lips, and dyed his eyes with a smile.
Sure enough, it was the ruthless child.
**
the next day.
Qingzhi middle school.
Headmaster's office.
The headmaster is looking over the recent events at the school.
As a headmaster, he should know the truth of the students, not just listen to the director or the teacher.
The door was opened at this time.
He Yu came in.
"Headmaster," he said with a nod
"Here comes Mr. He." The headmaster pushed his glasses and said, "sit down."
He Yu sits down.
"It's early April." The president flipped his calendar. "Norton's first interview was at the end of May."
He Yu nodded: "not bad."
If you want to go to Norton University, you need an invitation from the University.
Without an invitation, the top one in the college entrance examination will not be able to enter Norton University.
But it's foreign.
Internally, Norton University will organize three interviews.
Only students who graduated from Norton university can get the interview qualification.
That's why the Qingzhi association has paid a high price to hire him.
Because of He Li, Qingzhi has the qualification to go to Norton University.
Even if one student enters Norton University, Qingzhi will immediately become one of the top high schools in the world.
He Yu has three qualifications for an interview.
Although it is rare, the principal is very satisfied.
"I thought about it for a moment. That's it." The headmaster thought for a moment and said, "two interview qualifications are reserved for the international class, and the remaining one is for the first year. Mr. He, what do you think?"
"The president's decision is naturally very good." He Yu has no objection, "but Norton university doesn't just look at grades."
In fact, he is not very clear, after all, his college only D level.
According to his tutors, students at S-level colleges are really Norton students.
When he goes to ask, his tutor will say it's confidential, and he's not qualified to know.
He Yu still does not know what level he has reached before he can enter the S-level college."That's it." The headmaster nodded, "I remember, Mr. He knew the people from the Royal Academy of art in o state."
He Li was clear: "when the president asked me to go to Norton University, by the way, the top students in the art class of senior three?"
"Not bad." The headmaster said, "but maybe you need to bring another one. Ying Zijin did well in this art festival. I think she can try it."
The Royal College of art in Australia is also one of the top universities in the world.
He wants every student to have the best future.
He Yu didn't even think about it, so he refused, very cold: "sorry, headmaster, I don't think it's necessary."
The Royal Academy of Arts in o Zhou also needs the results of cultural courses. At Ying Zijin's level, what can he do if he goes?
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Half on top, half on bottom, and the middle section in the table.
There's even sawdust falling.
“……”
The whole dining hall was silent, as if all the noise had been taken away by this chopstick.
Jiang Ran has been paying attention to Ying Zijin. Naturally, he can't see it.
His hand unconsciously a loose, holding the turntable "bang when" a sound fell.
The food on the plate poured all over my little brother.
I didn't call this time because I was already stupid.
Not only he was stupid, but all the students who saw this scene were stupid.
Hell, it's the same.
Zhong Zhiwan looked at the chopsticks only half an inch away from her plate, and his mind was buzzing with a sound: --
She can't believe ground looking at Ying Son Jin, lips are all shivering.
If this chopstick flies a little bit, it will not be inserted into the table, but
Zhong Zhiwan didn't dare to think about it. His uniform was completely soaked in cold sweat and his breathing was disordered.
She kept trembling and had no strength to stand up.
The girl next to him was also scared and pulled Zhong Zhiwan's sleeve.
No one saw how the chopsticks flew out of the girl's hand.
But it doesn't matter.
The important thing is, how did Ying Zijin insert a wooden chopstick into the table?
Canteen is still dead general silence, eyes all focused on the girl.
Ying Zijin took a pair of chopsticks again and sat down by the window.
"What are you looking at?" Jiang Ran's eyes swept and sneered, "haven't you seen enough? Would you like to dig out your eyes and stick them in front of you? "
The students immediately took their eyes back and began to eat.
Jiang ran raised his chin and finally felt better.
It seems that his dignity as a school bully still exists.
Xiuyu bit the apple and sat down.
It seemed that she had never recovered. A few seconds later, her voice was hard. Did she say, "father Ying, you just..."
"Nothing." Ying Zijin uses chopsticks to stir up vegetables, light, "forget to collect strength."
She has too much strength. She needs to change.
Xiuyu immediately felt that the apple in his mouth was tasteless.
Forget to take back force, put a chopstick into the table.
If you really work hard, it's easy to break a hammer, isn't it?
She was suddenly a little scared.
Xiuyu looks at the girl thoughtfully.
Those who can exert their power to this level, even if they are not orthodox, will also have something to do with guwu.
However, after the advent of the 21st century, there are few ancient warriors.
Xiuyu doesn't know if it has something to do with the development of science and technology.
Several ancient martial families, which once had a prosperous imperial capital, basically retired.
Jiang ran can only be regarded as the first person to build ancient martial arts, not an ancient martial arts person.
Because the method of cultivation is not appropriate, so the internal strength in the body will be disordered, and then affect the temper and mood, so we need drugs to assist.
There are too few real ancient warriors.
The ancient martial arts world, not everyone can enter, is more mysterious than the ancient medical world.
Xiuyu can be sure that their father Ying must have something to do with guwu.
Maybe there is a master from the ancient martial arts.
But she didn't ask.
As long as she saw that Jiang ran was depressed, she was very happy and could chat with sister Huaping.
Thinking of this, Xiuyu had an appetite again and ate an extra big apple.
**
three thirty in the morning.
In the dead of night, even the nightingale.
Fu Yunshen opens his eyes and wakes up on the bed of the single apartment.
He lay in silence for five minutes before rising slowly.
A pair of evil peach eyes, there is a shallow blood floating on.
He didn't know how many times he had this nightmare. Even after three years of deep hypnosis treatment, he still couldn't escape this nightmare.
Every time I close my eyes, it's bloody.
The sound of explosions, gunshots and shouts lingered in my ears.
It's a past he can't escape.
Fu Yun poured a glass of water and went to the balcony.
In the distance are brightly lit buildings. Shanghai has always been a city that never sleeps.
The cell phone rings at this time.
It's Nie Yi.
Fu Yun deep eyebrow tip stirs up, still connected: "hello?"
"Yunshen, I have returned to the imperial capital." Nie also low voice, "the matter has not been solved, please take care of Nie Chao for a period of time."
"Well." Fu Yunshen pressed the corner of his eye, a little helpless, "this kind of thing, you also want to call me in the evening?"
Nie is also silent for a while, just open mouth again: "no, is snow voice tell me, your mood appeared too big fluctuation, afraid you make what extreme behavior."Yu Xuesheng is a psychologist he specially invited for Ying Zijin, and he is also the second best hypnotist in the NOK list.
Fu Yun deep light ground should a.
His emotions are being monitored.
This is his own request to prevent any change.
After all, he almost lost control.
"Yun deep, you --" Nie also dun dun, "all right?"
"Nothing. I'm used to it." Fu Yun gave a deep, low smile and said, "I just feel tired sometimes when I'm alive."
Nie was silent.
I don't know how to answer.
"It's OK. Hang up." Fu Yunshen didn't say much, "remember to pay for your brother's board expenses. He really can eat."
Without waiting for NIE to say anything more, he cut off the call.
After thinking for a few seconds, Fu Yunshen opened wechat.
Yaoyao, what would you like for breakfast? Brother, by the way, I'll take it to you. 】
after Fu Yun's deep hair, he has to put down his mobile phone.
It's four in the morning and normal people are sleeping.
But just a few seconds after his wechat was sent, his reply came.
[not picky. 】
a few seconds later, the second wechat came.
Did you have a nightmare? 】
Fu Yun was stunned.
After a while, he replied lazily.
How clever are the children? It's so late, not to sleep? Although you have a lot of hair and natural beauty, you should take good care of your body. 】
as soon as this sentence was sent, a video call came.
Fu Yun deep hand meal, on the point to connect.
The girl's plain face appears on the screen of the mobile phone.
She was wearing a nightgown, her long hair was scattered on her shoulders, and her eyebrows were dyed pale gold by the dim moonlight outside the window.
Obviously just wake up, the girl's voice is still with a low hush.
"You don't sleep well. I'll bring you some medicine tomorrow. I'll take it before breakfast, lunch and dinner every day. Seven days is a course of treatment."
After a pause, Ying Zijin said, "if you have a nightmare, you'd better not stay alone."
Fu Yun's eyes are bright.
He really didn't expect that the children called him by video phone just to say that.
In the past, no one would tell him not to be alone because of his nightmare.
"Brother knows, go to sleep, little friend." Fu Yunshen leaned back, his eyelashes moved, and he said with a smile, "if I don't sleep, I have to go to your side and tuck you into the bed now."
The video call just hung up.
There's no time for him to react.
Looking at the black mobile phone screen, Fu Yun deeply picked the eyebrow, bent up the corner of his lips, and dyed his eyes with a smile.
Sure enough, it was the ruthless child.
**
the next day.
Qingzhi middle school.
Headmaster's office.
The headmaster is looking over the recent events at the school.
As a headmaster, he should know the truth of the students, not just listen to the director or the teacher.
The door was opened at this time.
He Yu came in.
"Headmaster," he said with a nod
"Here comes Mr. He." The headmaster pushed his glasses and said, "sit down."
He Yu sits down.
"It's early April." The president flipped his calendar. "Norton's first interview was at the end of May."
He Yu nodded: "not bad."
If you want to go to Norton University, you need an invitation from the University.
Without an invitation, the top one in the college entrance examination will not be able to enter Norton University.
But it's foreign.
Internally, Norton University will organize three interviews.
Only students who graduated from Norton university can get the interview qualification.
That's why the Qingzhi association has paid a high price to hire him.
Because of He Li, Qingzhi has the qualification to go to Norton University.
Even if one student enters Norton University, Qingzhi will immediately become one of the top high schools in the world.
He Yu has three qualifications for an interview.
Although it is rare, the principal is very satisfied.
"I thought about it for a moment. That's it." The headmaster thought for a moment and said, "two interview qualifications are reserved for the international class, and the remaining one is for the first year. Mr. He, what do you think?"
"The president's decision is naturally very good." He Yu has no objection, "but Norton university doesn't just look at grades."
In fact, he is not very clear, after all, his college only D level.
According to his tutors, students at S-level colleges are really Norton students.
When he goes to ask, his tutor will say it's confidential, and he's not qualified to know.
He Yu still does not know what level he has reached before he can enter the S-level college."That's it." The headmaster nodded, "I remember, Mr. He knew the people from the Royal Academy of art in o state."
He Li was clear: "when the president asked me to go to Norton University, by the way, the top students in the art class of senior three?"
"Not bad." The headmaster said, "but maybe you need to bring another one. Ying Zijin did well in this art festival. I think she can try it."
The Royal College of art in Australia is also one of the top universities in the world.
He wants every student to have the best future.
He Yu didn't even think about it, so he refused, very cold: "sorry, headmaster, I don't think it's necessary."
The Royal Academy of Arts in o Zhou also needs the results of cultural courses. At Ying Zijin's level, what can he do if he goes?
Half on top, half on bottom, and the middle section in the table. There's even sawdust falling. The whole dining hall was silent, as if all the noise had been taken away by this chopstick. Jiang Ran has been paying attention to Ying Zijin. Naturally, he can't see it. His hand unconsciously a loose, holding the turntable "bang when" a sound fell. The food on the plate poured all over my little brother. I didn't call this time because I was already stupid. Not only he was stupid, but all the students who saw this scene were stupid. Hell, it's the same. Zhong Zhiwan looked at the chopsticks only half an inch away from her plate, and his mind was buzzing with a sound: -- She can't believe ground looking at Ying Son Jin, lips are all shivering. If this chopstick flies a little bit, it will not be inserted into the table, but Zhong Zhiwan didn't dare to think about it. His uniform was completely soaked in cold sweat and his breathing was disordered. She kept trembling and had no strength to stand up. The girl next to him was also scared and pulled Zhong Zhiwan's sleeve. No one saw how the chopsticks flew out of the girl's hand. But it doesn't matter. The important thing is, how did Ying Zijin insert a wooden chopstick into the table? Canteen is still dead general silence, eyes all focused on the girl. Ying Zijin took a pair of chopsticks again and sat down by the window. "What are you looking at?" Jiang Ran's eyes swept and sneered, "haven't you seen enough? Would you like to dig out your eyes and stick them in front of you? " The students immediately took their eyes back and began to eat. Jiang ran raised his chin and finally felt better. It seems that his dignity as a school bully still exists. Xiuyu bit the apple and sat down. It seemed that she had never recovered. A few seconds later, her voice was hard. Did she say, "father Ying, you just..." "Nothing." Ying Zijin uses chopsticks to stir up vegetables, light, "forget to collect strength." She has too much strength. She needs to change. Xiuyu immediately felt that the apple in his mouth was tasteless. Forget to take back force, put a chopstick into the table. If you really work hard, it's easy to break a hammer, isn't it? She was suddenly a little scared. Xiuyu looks at the girl thoughtfully. Those who can exert their power to this level, even if they are not orthodox, will also have something to do with guwu. However, after the advent of the 21st century, there are few ancient warriors. Xiuyu doesn't know if it has something to do with the development of science and technology. Several ancient martial families, which once had a prosperous imperial capital, basically retired. Jiang ran can only be regarded as the first person to build ancient martial arts, not an ancient martial arts person. Because the method of cultivation is not appropriate, so the internal strength in the body will be disordered, and then affect the temper and mood, so we need drugs to assist. There are too few real ancient warriors. The ancient martial arts world, not everyone can enter, is more mysterious than the ancient medical world. Xiuyu can be sure that their father Ying must have something to do with guwu. Maybe there is a master from the ancient martial arts. But she didn't ask. As long as she saw that Jiang ran was depressed, she was very happy and could chat with sister Huaping. Thinking of this, Xiuyu had an appetite again and ate an extra big apple. **three thirty in the morning. In the dead of night, even the nightingale. Fu Yunshen opens his eyes and wakes up on the bed of the single apartment. He lay in silence for five minutes before rising slowly. A pair of evil peach eyes, there is a shallow blood floating on. He didn't know how many times he had this nightmare. Even after three years of deep hypnosis treatment, he still couldn't escape this nightmare. Every time I close my eyes, it's bloody. The sound of explosions, gunshots and shouts lingered in my ears. It's a past he can't escape. Fu Yun poured a glass of water and went to the balcony. In the distance are brightly lit buildings. Shanghai has always been a city that never sleeps. The cell phone rings at this time. It's Nie Yi. Fu Yun deep eyebrow tip stirs up, still connected: "hello?" "Yunshen, I have returned to the imperial capital." Nie also low voice, "the matter has not been solved, please take care of Nie Chao for a period of time." "Well." Fu Yunshen pressed the corner of his eye, a little helpless, "this kind of thing, you also want to call me in the evening?" Nie is also silent for a while, just open mouth again: "no, is snow voice tell me, your mood appeared too big fluctuation, afraid you make what extreme behavior."Yu Xuesheng is a psychologist he specially invited for Ying Zijin, and he is also the second best hypnotist in the NOK list. Fu Yun deep light ground should a. His emotions are being monitored. This is his own request to prevent any change. After all, he almost lost control. "Yun deep, you --" Nie also dun dun, "all right?" "Nothing. I'm used to it." Fu Yun gave a deep, low smile and said, "I just feel tired sometimes when I'm alive." Nie was silent. I don't know how to answer. "It's OK. Hang up." Fu Yunshen didn't say much, "remember to pay for your brother's board expenses. He really can eat." Without waiting for NIE to say anything more, he cut off the call. After thinking for a few seconds, Fu Yunshen opened wechat. Yaoyao, what would you like for breakfast? Brother, by the way, I'll take it to you. after Fu Yun's deep hair, he has to put down his mobile phone. It's four in the morning and normal people are sleeping. But just a few seconds after his wechat was sent, his reply came. not picky. a few seconds later, the second wechat came. Did you have a nightmare? Fu Yun was stunned. After a while, he replied lazily. How clever are the children? It's so late, not to sleep? Although you have a lot of hair and natural beauty, you should take good care of your body. as soon as this sentence was sent, a video call came. Fu Yun deep hand meal, on the point to connect. The girl's plain face appears on the screen of the mobile phone. She was wearing a nightgown, her long hair was scattered on her shoulders, and her eyebrows were dyed pale gold by the dim moonlight outside the window. Obviously just wake up, the girl's voice is still with a low hush. "You don't sleep well. I'll bring you some medicine tomorrow. I'll take it before breakfast, lunch and dinner every day. Seven days is a course of treatment." After a pause, Ying Zijin said, "if you have a nightmare, you'd better not stay alone." Fu Yun's eyes are bright. He really didn't expect that the children called him by video phone just to say that. In the past, no one would tell him not to be alone because of his nightmare. "Brother knows, go to sleep, little friend." Fu Yunshen leaned back, his eyelashes moved, and he said with a smile, "if I don't sleep, I have to go to your side and tuck you into the bed now." The video call just hung up. There's no time for him to react. Looking at the black mobile phone screen, Fu Yun deeply picked the eyebrow, bent up the corner of his lips, and dyed his eyes with a smile. Sure enough, it was the ruthless child. **the next day. Qingzhi middle school. Headmaster's office. The headmaster is looking over the recent events at the school. As a headmaster, he should know the truth of the students, not just listen to the director or the teacher. The door was opened at this time. He Yu came in. "Headmaster," he said with a nod "Here comes Mr. He." The headmaster pushed his glasses and said, "sit down." He Yu sits down. "It's early April." The president flipped his calendar. "Norton's first interview was at the end of May." He Yu nodded: "not bad." If you want to go to Norton University, you need an invitation from the University. Without an invitation, the top one in the college entrance examination will not be able to enter Norton University. But it's foreign. Internally, Norton University will organize three interviews. Only students who graduated from Norton university can get the interview qualification. That's why the Qingzhi association has paid a high price to hire him. Because of He Li, Qingzhi has the qualification to go to Norton University. Even if one student enters Norton University, Qingzhi will immediately become one of the top high schools in the world. He Yu has three qualifications for an interview. Although it is rare, the principal is very satisfied. "I thought about it for a moment. That's it." The headmaster thought for a moment and said, "two interview qualifications are reserved for the international class, and the remaining one is for the first year. Mr. He, what do you think?" "The president's decision is naturally very good." He Yu has no objection, "but Norton university doesn't just look at grades." In fact, he is not very clear, after all, his college only D level. According to his tutors, students at S-level colleges are really Norton students. When he goes to ask, his tutor will say it's confidential, and he's not qualified to know. He Yu still does not know what level he has reached before he can enter the S-level college."That's it." The headmaster nodded, "I remember, Mr. He knew the people from the Royal Academy of art in o state." He Li was clear: "when the president asked me to go to Norton University, by the way, the top students in the art class of senior three?" "Not bad." The headmaster said, "but maybe you need to bring another one. Ying Zijin did well in this art festival. I think she can try it." The Royal College of art in Australia is also one of the top universities in the world. He wants every student to have the best future. He Yu didn't even think about it, so he refused, very cold: "sorry, headmaster, I don't think it's necessary." The Royal Academy of Arts in o Zhou also needs the results of cultural courses. At Ying Zijin's level, what can he do if he goes?
