Facing the principal, Mo Beiyan had a cold face, but when he turned his head to face Song Qingyu, his face became gentle: "Just a scholarship. You are still in school, and you are striving to get the first one this year."
This difference makes the onlookers blush.
Obviously it was a premature love, but no matter whether it was the principal or the teacher, no one could say that Bai Qing's language was not at all bad.
After all, if someone loves a puppies, the object is a fiance, or is Jiangcheng's leading figure, can you prohibit it
They didn't fall in their homework even when they fell in love. Yueyue was the first in the exam. Since Lu Nianzhen went abroad, no one has competed with Bai Qingyu.
And people falling in love not only did not affect their studies, but also took care of their careers. Bai Qingyu is only eighteen years old, how many people has his annual income already killed
Those of you who are principals and teachers, what qualifications do you have to say about the harm of puppy love
"Forget it, put my name on it, and I will take the first copy. It doesn't sound good to say it." Song Qingyu smiled speechlessly.
The registration form has been filled out, the tuition has been paid, and it is time to go.
Upon hearing Song Qingyu's words, the principal quickly said: "There is no problem. Bai Qingyu has made a great contribution to the school. It is also a comprehensive development of morality, intelligence, physical education, and art. Scholarships are what everyone expects."
"Contribute?" Song Qingyu was taken aback.
The principal smiled and said, "Don't you know? Because of your role model, this year’s enrollment rate has increased by five percentage points compared with previous years. Not to mention that Jiangcheng No. 1 Middle School is the number one in Jiangcheng, and it has already squeezed into the middle schools in the country. top ten!"
Song Qingyu raised her eyebrows, very surprised: "The power of role models?"
She seems to fall in love, absent from school, fights... etc., can she actually affect the admission rate
The vice-principal continued, "Isn't it? This year we recruited high school freshmen, and the score is 20 points higher than the previous two years. Everyone is proud of being admitted to our school!"
Song Qingyu nodded, really did not expect that he could bring such an effect.
Hearing this, Mo Beiyan's face bloomed with a smile, as if he was praised.
Isn't it? His wife is really capable!
After leaving school, sitting in the car, Song Qingyu put one hand on the car window, looked at Mo Beiyan, and said, "How do I feel that this life is like being left alone?"
Last school, she missed classes more time than class time. She was able to get such a high evaluation in school. It could also cause a wave of students to learn from her, increase the school’s enrollment rate and increase the school’s enrollment. fraction!
Mo Beiyan was in a good mood and chuckled lightly: "Well, it's my daughter-in-law!"
Song Qingyu glanced at him, and suddenly said: "This school should give me bonuses, you shouldn't donate money!"
"What does it matter? You are a legend in school, and you have a scholarship in your name. This is good for your future. Moreover, 70% of the top students in Jiangcheng are at least able to win Thirty percent of top talents from all walks of life will lay a solid foundation for your future."
Listening to Mo Beiyan's analysis, Song Qingyu was stunned, very surprised: "Do you still think so far?"
Mo Beiyan chuckled softly: "Can you not think about it? Who made my daughter-in-law a restless master? Don't you still want to start a company and want to surpass me?"
"Cut!" Song Qingyu said: "When do I want to surpass you? I just want to... Don't lose you too much, lest others say that I have climbed you high and I am not worthy of you!"
Mo Beiyan laughed louder: "So, you are still wronged!"
Song Qingyu pursed her lips, sullen her face for a while, smiled herself, and said, "I'm not wronged, but being your fiancee is really tiring, I don't dare to relax."
Thinking about what Zhai Baoshu said when she first met Zhai Baoshu, she felt that she could not relax.
She was only eighteen years old, and some of it was time to work hard. When she was twenty-six years old, in addition to wealth, she was striving not to miss Mo Beiyan's twenty-six years old too much!
After entering the senior year of high school, Song Qingyu still takes monthly exams, but basically no longer attends classes.
But Jin Yuwei, because she wants to get good grades in the college entrance examination, and the financial pressure is not so great, her work is simplified as much as possible, and her class time is much longer than that of her sophomore year.
"I think you just suspend your work." Lan Jinglong said while staring at the computer and writing code.
Since moving into this larger apartment, she has basically asked her aunt to clean up the house, and Jin Yuwei has done it occasionally at best.
Lan Jinglong is doing game system maintenance in the study, while Jin Yuwei is reading books on her own desk and doing questions.
Hearing Lan Jinglong's suggestion, she looked up at him, shook her head and said, "No! Although I don't have much financial pressure now, I want my mother to live a better life."
After all, she is willing to endure hardships for the sake of her mother.
Hearing that, Lan Jinglong looked back at her and said smoothly, "I can't afford what Auntie needs over there!"
Jin Yuwei was taken aback.
She looked at Lan Jinglong in surprise and said, "But..."
"What's so good. Although your mother doesn't know, but you are my girlfriend, I should do a little bit of filial piety for you, shouldn't it?" Although Lan Jinglong is a lonely family, he has lost his parents. For him It's still very sad.
The son wants to raise but the kiss does not wait.
This is a very painful thing.
It's just that Lan Jinglong never said that even though he was a big boy with a temperament and seemed to be immature, he also had the idea in his heart that he must treat the natal parents of his future wife as his own parents.
And his current little girlfriend's mother's family is the only one, so of course he wants to be nice to her mother.
The thoughts that are taken for granted do not need to be thought of at all, and they are spoken very naturally.
Of course Jin Yuwei was very moved, but didn't say anything.
She didn't have so much confidence in her heart, and felt that she could keep Lan Jinglong for a lifetime.
That's all, one step counts as one step, and as far as you can go, count as far!
Without hearing her, Lan Jinglong took the time to come back and took a look at her, and found that she was holding the pen in a daze, and her mind was not on the topic in front of her, so she couldn't help asking: "Why, are there any questions you can't do?"
It just so happened that he needed to wait a while for this maintenance, so he stood up and walked over.
Taking a look at her topic, he himself got upset again: "Let me find an explanation online for you."
He is a scumbag, and he still remembers these knowledge points in high school, and he has long since returned it to the teacher.
Therefore, the question that the little girlfriend can't do every time is not to bring Song Qingyu to ask on the phone, or Lan Jinglong to find explanations for her on the Internet.
Jin Yuwei recovered and watched him operate on the laptop.
His fingers are slender and beautiful, and his fingertips jump quickly on the keyboard, making it even more beautiful. This is Lan Jinglong's housekeeping skills!
Seeing this, Jin Yuwei suddenly hugged his waist.
Lan Jinglong was standing, and she was just right in her arms when she turned around.
He paused, stopped typing, reached out and touched her head, bowed his head and asked, "What's the matter?"
"I'm thinking, what if I do poorly in the exam?" Jin Yuwei pressed her face to his stomach and asked sullenly.
Lan Jinglong said helplessly: "If the exam is not good, it will be bad. You are not a person who depends on a diploma. In the Song family, even if you don't do the front desk, there is still work behind the scenes to do. God shuts you up. At the door, maybe a window was opened for you. As long as you work hard, you can do it in another direction."
"But..." Jin Yuwei's point of worry is not here, but: "Will you dislike me for being stupid?"
Lan Jinglong laughed and pulled her face out, stretched out her hand and squeezed, and said, "Where are you stupid?"
"I..." Jin Yuwei couldn't tell why she came.
She always thinks Lan Jinglong is too good, but what about herself? No good
It would be great if she was as good as Song Qingyu!