Chapter 85: Indigenous Residents: Proud Sons of the Slums
After rolling a few times on the bed, Su Ziyue suddenly realized that what her mother just said was "The notice has arrived!"
Oh my god! Su Ziyue jumped up from the bed in excitement, "I passed the exam, I passed the exam!" Then she jumped uncontrollably on the soft big bed, dancing with her hands, her messy black hair flying in the air.
Flying up and down, eyes sparkling with crystal tears
(Why does it feel like Yue Yue now looks like an indigenous person from a primitive African tribe (─.─|||)
"Brother Yun, I'm here!" All Su Ziyue could think about now was that she and Ling Yiyun were walking hand in hand on the campus tree-lined path for an outing. You and I, the two of them were inseparable... (Someone is seriously
In fantasy, (*+﹏+*)~)
"Yueyue, come down quickly, I'm waiting for you." Su Xiaoyin put one hand on the handrail of the stairs, raised her head and shouted to the upstairs.
"Yes, right away" Su Ziyue responded, quickly jumped out of bed, quickly put on her slippers and went down the stairs in three steps.
As for the loss of the necklace yesterday, Su Ziyue may have already forgotten it. She is always so optimistic and cheerful. No matter what unsatisfactory things happen to her, she will regain her previous freshness and vitality as soon as she wakes up.
Before reaching the first floor, Su Ziyue heard a lot of noisy sounds, which seemed to be made by many people at the same time.
She was surprised and wanted to see what happened
As soon as I arrived at the door of the living room, I saw many cameras taking pictures of me.
"She showed up!"
"The legendary genius girl has appeared!"
"Oh my God! Why does she look like this? She is just a savage!"
"It seems that slums are just slums!"
Su Ziyue was dazzled by the flash lights shining from all directions at the same time, and quickly covered her eyes with her hands.
And the constant gossip coming from those incomprehensible people made Su Ziyue feel like "a two-foot-tall monk who is confused."
Su Xiaoyin, who was trying her best to block the reporters behind the hospital gate, shook her head helplessly, her eyes full of worry. It seemed that her daughter would be on the front page tomorrow, and would also become the laughing stock of ignorant people in the streets.
It turns out that Su Ziyue was still wearing the strawberry pajamas from last night. Her mother bought them when she was in the sixth grade of elementary school. She liked them so much that she couldn't bear to throw them away. Now they are very short and old, and she can barely wear them. The bright strawberry pattern has long since disappeared.
faded
But what’s even more lamentable is Su Ziyue’s Indian-like long, messy curly hair, which rivals “Mei Chaofeng”.
The slippers were worn backwards. One of the fish-mouth slippers had a hole, and Su Ziyue's white toes were beautifully exposed.
Why does he look like a gangster from a beggar gang?
Seeing everyone staring at her dumbfounded, Su Ziyue waved her hands sheepishly: "Hi, good morning, everyone!" Then she retracted her toes that were exposed to the sun with a "swish".
The reporters surrounding the door suddenly seemed to wake up and swarmed towards Su Ziyue.
"As the only civilian in this city, how do you feel about being admitted to the Saint-English Noble Academy?"
"May I ask...."
"May I ask...."
Immediately, all the reporters gathered around Su Ziyue, pointing all kinds of microphones at Su Ziyue, and some people were filming frantically at the side.
Su Ziyue was confused by this sudden situation and felt those people spraying saliva at her with their mouths open.
"Ah...!" She couldn't stand it anymore, covered her ears with her hands and let out a piercing scream.
At this moment, a vigorous figure rushed out from the crowd, grabbed Su Ziyue's wrist, and led her away through the wall of people.