The sun has not yet set, and the sun is shining brightly in the middle of the afternoon.
Xi Lanting's car was equipped with curtains, which were used to block the sun in midsummer. The curtains were smooth and soft, and Yun Qiao gently pulled them open. The curtains passed by her palms, casting a shadow.
The car suddenly became a little darker.
"Where do you want Uncle Qi to dance?" Yun Qiao asked proactively.
Xi Lanting said: "There is a very good song and dance hall on the street of Huilan Middle School. Go check it out."
Yun Qiao: "..."
Huilan Middle School is the best girls' middle school in Yancheng. The girls who enroll are not only excellent in their studies and from well-off family backgrounds, but more importantly, they have good looks.
The last one is actually ambiguous.
The admissions rules of Huilan Middle School are: selected students must have good appearance.
School teachers all understand this sentence, which is to tell students with obvious physical or facial disabilities not to apply for Huilan Middle School.
Many schools do not accept students with obvious disabilities, but they do not clearly indicate them.
Thousands of people have spoken, and gradually this rule has been misunderstood as: "Huilan Middle School only accepts beautiful female students."
This rule was criticized and Huilan Middle School secretly deleted it, but it was well-known and could not stop the public from talking about it.
When talking about the female students of Huilan Middle School, everyone will unconsciously look at her with some condescension; even though that girl has an ordinary appearance, she can still get a good marriage.
As a result, Huilan Middle School has become more and more difficult to pass exams.
There were too many female students who applied for the exam, so they had to choose. All the students admitted were really good-looking, and not many were crooked anyway.
This is a scene in Yancheng.
Many libertines will go to the entrance of Huilan Middle School to watch or seduce female students.
The school protested many times and even asked the government to come forward, but it could not drive away these spectators. Huilan Middle School is relatively remote, but the street near the school is very lively.
Coffee shops, Western restaurants, and foreign banks have opened on the streets; even a new song and dance hall has recently opened.
Most of the people who go there to consume are not interested in drinking.
Xi Lanting suddenly asked to go to Huilan Middle School to play. Yun Qiao didn't understand why: "Uncle Qi also wants to visit the female students?"
She asked seriously.
Xi Lanting turned his face sideways and looked at her.
Today, Yun Qiao, with her white dress and snow-skinned skin, is like a white magnolia blossoming on a branch. Her brows are quiet, her face is stunning, and she sits there quietly, which is also fascinating.
"Yes." Xi Lanting answered her.
Yun Qiao: "..."
It turns out you are such a seventh master.
You are so dishonest and shameless.
Yun Qiao silently slandered him, said nothing, and sat leaning against him, waiting for the car to move forward.
The Xi family's old house is located in the center of the city. It's not too far to go anywhere, as long as you don't cross the bridge.
In about thirty minutes, we arrived at the street of Huilan Middle School.
Recently, school has just started and it’s almost time for school to end. The two nearby streets are blocked by cars.
If you don't know better, you would think that Yancheng is so rich and wealthy that cars are a disaster.
"...these students' families are all very rich." Yun Qiao sighed.
Xi Lanting's expression was indifferent: "Some of them are picked up by their boyfriends or fiancés. In Yancheng nowadays, wealthy families are proud to be able to marry female students from Huilan Middle School. Otherwise, why would the governor have to stuff his daughters here?"
Yun Qiao nodded understandingly.
Xi Lanting suddenly said: "I'll help you write an application, and you can also go to school for two years."
Yun Qiao was stunned.
She subconsciously asked, "Are you kidding me?"
"Why are you joking?"
"When I was twelve years old, I got a diploma from a girls' middle school in Guangzhou." Yun Qiao said.
Xi Lanting couldn't help but laugh: "I can't tell, but you are still a child prodigy."
"I'm not a god, I just have a good memory since I was a child." Yun Qiao said, "I don't dare to say that I can't forget everything, but it takes others a month to memorize a book, but I can remember it all by copying it once."
The back of Xi Lanting's hand was slightly stiff.
He seemed to dislike Yun Qiao's constant talk about "copying".