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Chapter 82 Beautiful skirts are beautiful!

570!!!

One step closer to becoming a genius with IQ!

Her previous score was over 60, and she would be discounted because she had nothing to do with her studies, so at least half of the students in the school admired her and liked her, which is why she got this score.

The total historical score was already 4445 points before, but now it adds up to 5015 points. It is truly over half. This semester is not even over half yet, and there is only 50% of the progress bar left before the system upgrade.

It’s hard for Song Zhizhi not to be happy!

Walking off the stage amidst the cheers of everyone, Song Zhizhi still smiled. From the corner of her eye, she watched Teacher Xie, the vice-principal and others leaving and entering the administration building with the visiting leaders, and then she looked back.

Sure enough, within two minutes, the teacher in charge of recess exercises announced the dismissal and returned to the classroom.

All the classmates gathered around and praised Song Zhizhi.

"Zhizhi, when did you learn to sing? The high notes are so powerful, just like what I heard in the TV series!"

"Yes, yes, children's voice version, you should have come to our class a long time ago. Maybe we were the first on Children's Day last year. Let the people in Class 3 see that our Class 1 is not just good at grades!"

"It's okay. There's still next year. Let Song Zhizhi go then. I feel like as long as Song Zhizhi goes, he can win in any performance!"



Song Zhizhi could only laugh awkwardly and praise her. She was really guilty of exaggerating like this. She was not a star, so how could she have so many people supporting her casual performance?

Her "casual" performances are all well-honed!

Back in the classroom, Teacher Wu did not come to the Chinese language class for the third period. She said that she would give a tour and have self-study. Song Zhizhi was overjoyed and continued to study on her own.

The fourth class was a physical education class, and half of the class was a warm-up. After the exercise, there was free time. She and other students went to the canteen to buy snacks and eat them in the playground. They stayed in the playground until Meng Qiuqiu came out after class, and then they walked home together.

The two of them went home faster than ever before. In addition to eating, they also had to pack their luggage. When they arrived at the compound, they left separately. Meng Qiuqiu no longer chatted as usual.

Song Zhizhi walked back to the door of her house, and her aunt just came out to throw away the garbage. When she saw her, her serious and scary expression immediately changed to a smile, like a spring breeze.

"Zhizhi is back, hurry up and eat. Your grandma and I have just been helping you pack your things. We are almost done. Don't worry. My aunt just happened to tell you about the general situation in the county, so you have an idea."

"okay!"

Song Zhizhi walked in and wiped the sweat from her forehead. Sure enough, there was a brand new backpack lying on the chair in the living room. The backpack was not big, just the size of an ordinary schoolbag, but it was a pink double-layer bag.

Grandma Song put down the bowls and chopsticks, opened the bag and showed it to her.

"Zhizhi, look, I brought a change of clothes. It's a blue skirt that reaches the calf, which is convenient for walking. I put a floral skirt on the bed. It's very thin. I wore two pieces on the road, both of which are new.

, your aunt said that you need to spread it better when you go to the city, so I sent it here specially!"

Song Zhizhi nodded. She recognized these two skirts. Zhou Xiuxiu said they were given to her before and kept them in the wardrobe, but she never had the chance to wear them.

"There is also a pencil case. I bought a new one. It contains three sharpened pencils and a ballpoint pen, an eraser, and a pencil sharpener. There are no replacements for the shoes. Anyway, I will be back tomorrow... then you and I

Auntie will pick you up at the station!"

After Grandma Song finished speaking, Song Zhizhi had already washed her hands and sat on the chair to pick up the bowls and chopsticks. She nodded in agreement and motioned for the two of them to eat quickly.

Because Song Zhizhi was too young and it was her first time traveling far away. Although there was a teacher leading the group, Grandma Song and her aunt were still very worried and kept nagging.

After the meal was finished, the aunt patted her leg and said, "How about I take you there and ask your teacher if there is any room in the car? I will go with you so that you can take care of me. Just you and Meng Qiuqiu, I will

I’m really worried!”

At worst, you can just give your salary to your colleagues and treat them to a meal, and that will be over!

Song Zhizhi is worth more than anything else!

Grandma Song nodded in agreement. She also wanted to go, but compared to Zhou Xiuxiu, she only had old arms and legs, and she was illiterate. She might be a drag on Zhizhi if she went.

Song Zhizhi was not worried at all. He had gone to high school in the city in his previous life. Although he was not particularly familiar with it, it was impossible for him to get lost.

Moreover, the school's chartered bus should have location regulations, so it may be difficult for parents to go with them temporarily.

She was thinking about it when laughter sounded outside the door. It was Mother Meng, "Hahaha, Zhou Xiuxiu, you are lagging behind this time. How can you want to join in temporarily?"

She walked in with a smile, pulled Meng Qiuqiu in, and continued to explain.

"I told their class teacher a long time ago, so I'm going to watch them this time. Don't worry, as long as I'm here and the teacher is here, there won't be any problems!"

No wonder they both carried a bag. Song Zhizhi knew clearly that Mother Meng was really fast and accurate in doing things this time, and no one knew it.

Grandma Song and Zhou Xiuxiu looked at each other and finally felt that this was the only way.

Grandma Song stood up first, "Sister, drink tea, I'm going to really trouble you. If Zhizhi disobeys, you can beat her until she obeys!"

"Hahaha, Grandma Song, are you kidding me? An obedient and sensible child like Zhizhi needs to be beaten, but my family is not allowed to be sent to (prison) for education and reform?"

Song Zhizhi:......

That's a good analogy. Don't use it next time!

Meng Qiuqiu:......

Mom, can’t you say something nice?

Grandma Song was choked, but Zhou Xiuxiu rarely smiled, "Okay, I'll just take you to school and get on the bus later, and treat everyone to dinner when I get back!"

After a few more polite words, Meng Qiuqiu took the initiative to put on Song Zhizhi's pink backpack and walked to school together, occasionally glancing at Song Zhizhi in her new skirt.

So beautiful!

Like a big broken flower flying in the wind!

Shoes Song Zhizhi didn't want the small leather shoes given by Zhou Xiuxiu. To be honest, they would stink when worn to cover her feet. The little fairy didn't want them because she was found to have smelly feet.

Instead, I chose a pair of white cloth shoes, the kind specially used for skipping. Although they are cheap, they are really good-looking and easy to walk on.

The roads in Fengcheng are all steep, so a pair of walking shoes is very necessary!

Dressed like this and with a round head, Song Zhizhi's appearance reached its peak due to the atmosphere and other people. Many people were looking at her along the way.

Talk about the beautiful dress on her!

They simply went directly to the office to wait, and waited for the class bell to ring before going downstairs to attend classes together. There was not much chance of being watched.

This time, a total of five teachers set off, led by Teacher Xie, and two mathematics teachers. Song Zhizhi had never met them, but Meng Qiuqiu knew them. They were in sixth grade.

The remaining ones are Teacher Tan and Teacher Xu.


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