I am reborn without a pattern

"How about it? Can you do it? Is it difficult?"

After finishing the questions, Fan Zhenhua asked Fan Susu anxiously.

"Some won't..."

The questions asked by Zhang Haonan are all kinds of, but they all have models of college entrance examination questions. The top teachers in Shacheng No. 1 Middle School are all capable of solving the questions, with a hit rate of more than 40%.

Moreover, the teachers of Shacheng No. 1 Middle School themselves were also top students when they were students. Basically, they all graduated from normal universities with the prefix "hua", and a few of them graduated from Beijing Normal University. Those with the same level as Gyeonggi Normal University would not be able to enter Shacheng No. 1 Middle School. Get annual salary.

To put it crudely, it's not classy enough.

Therefore, Shacheng No. 1 Middle School has a tradition of teachers and students working together in terms of learning efficiency and test-taking efficiency.

The school is willing to spend money, the teachers are motivated to teach, and the students have the correct understanding of self-discipline. In the end, even if they cannot achieve the "best among people" expected by people, they will never be easily eliminated, whether it is materially or spiritually.

The reading habits Zhang Haonan learned in Shacheng No. 1 Middle School have always influenced him. Therefore, the questions that seemed to be dazzling to Fan Susu were all within the scope of the examination and did not exceed the stipulations.

The ability to see the essence through phenomena also requires repeated training. There are few geniuses in the world.

"That's right. Although I can't answer some questions, I have the ideas for answering the questions. All that's left is long-term training and practice. As long as the amount of practice is increased, there will be no problem with the first line."

Zhang Haonan asked Fan Susu based on Fan Susu's test-taking ability and the previous year's ranking mentioned by Fan Zhenhua, "The undergraduate rate of your high school last year was about 20?"

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Fan Susu was stunned for a moment, then nodded, "Not many people get admitted to key universities every year."

In fact, the explanation of one book after another has just begun. First, it was a key university and an ordinary university. Fan Susu thought for a while and said, "The best one last year seemed to be admitted to Jiankang University."

"It's almost the limit. The gap between students will not be as great as heaven and earth, but the teaching resources and level are very different."

Zhang Haonan thought for a while and said to Fan Susu, "I'll give you two options. One is to go to Shacheng with your uncle, and I can let you borrow your alma mater to study at my alma mater, which is a national model high school; the other is to go to Jiankang, where I am Jiankang bought a house, and with some operation, he can attend Yongjangpu Middle School."

Enrolling in Yongzangpu Middle School is actually very simple, just talk to the Stone City Real Estate Development Company. For a big client like him, getting more than ten or twenty places to attend these days is basically just a matter of making a phone call.

Of course, to show respect, Zhang Haonan would also talk to Sun Shiwan in advance.

Sun Shiwan would pay for the street office procedures himself.

"Can I go to Jiankang?!"

Fan Zhenhua became excited. He was almost dying of anxiety. When he heard Zhang Haonan say that he could go to Jiankang, he only thought it was a lip service and didn't expect it to come true.

I wish Fan Susu would agree quickly.

"How is Yongjangpo Middle School better than Shacheng No. 1 Middle School?"

Fan Susu bit her lip and asked suddenly.

Upon hearing this, Fan Zhenhua was so anxious that he could not wait to jump, secretly thinking that this silly niece is out of her mind, right?

Are you still picky? !

It’s whatever the boss says!

"In terms of foreign languages, Longzangpu Middle School is much better than my alma mater, but the first-class rate... Oh, it means the first-class rate. There are only two high schools in Jiankang that are better than my alma mater, and Longzangpu Middle School is not among them."

"I want to go to Shacheng..."

Lowering her head, Fan Susu's lips were still so red. She glanced at Zhang Haonan secretly and saw that he was still staring at the answers on the paper, and she suddenly felt less nervous.

"Then go to Shacheng."

Zhang Haonan nodded, and then said, "Then you go back and pack your things, stay here at night, and I will open two more rooms. I will go to your school to go through the transfer procedures tomorrow, and we will leave together the day after tomorrow."

In fact, it is extremely troublesome to transfer to another school. The student registration follows the household registration. Fan Susu needs the consent of his guardian. In fact, both of Fan Susu's guardians no longer exist.

But this is not a problem for Zhang Haonan, because Fan Susu's adoptive father Fan Zhenbang is a worker at an agricultural machinery factory. At this time, the agricultural machinery factory only needs to issue a certificate and add a stamp from the community, and the school will go through the process easily.

Of course, under normal circumstances, there is a high probability that the person who stamped the seal will not be there, and then it will take ten days and a half. Or maybe they don’t want to take responsibility and are afraid that something will go wrong in the future and cause trouble. In the end, nothing can be done by procrastinating.

But with the old version of banknotes, all this could be done in one day by spending two at each stage.

With a little effort and a small amount of money, you can become extremely efficient.

Just as Zhang Haonan thought, after he mentioned it to the deputy director who was receiving kickbacks, he said it was a trivial matter...

And Aunt Ding at the front desk seemed to have discovered the truth. The guy who sold his niece turned out to be Fan Zhenhua.

When I left on the third day, many people in the agricultural machinery factory already knew that Fan Zhenhua, a man who made a living by selling his niece, went to Suzhou to make a fortune.

Fan Zhenguo, who had received a thousand yuan from his second brother, didn't believe it at first, but now he began to doubt it. He thought about the advantage of his second brother's usual silence, which was to directly strike hard.

His wife just doesn't want to see Fan Susu. She usually treats Fan Susu as her niece's second brother, so she just wants to do it right.

After Fan Susu had lived in Shacheng for a few days, a quarter of the house at the river end of the Agricultural Machinery Factory had been forcibly bulldozed, and many people were injured.

Fan Zhenhua and Fan Susu didn't know all this.

After completing the loan procedures for Shacheng No. 1 Middle School, Zhang Haonan specially invited the vice principal Xia Junliang, the class teacher Shao Weidong, and Fan Susu's current class teacher Gan Weiping for a meal in the countryside.

The more intellectual you are, the more you like local chickens and ducks.

"Haonan, why did you run to Sezhu County?"

"I'm going to buy a tunnel dryer. The amount of dehydrated vegetables will increase this year."

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Xia Junliang, Shao Weidong and Gan Weiping were all speechless. Fan Zhenhua and Fan Susu, who carefully accompanied the meal, also felt that Zhang Haonan was unfathomable.

Their uncle and nephew have already seen the school. It is worthy of being a national model high school. The hardware is not comparable to that of ordinary township middle schools. Moreover, they have also seen the school's honor list. The second grade of the Orsay Province is not qualified to go up...

But these were just envy. Zhang Haonan himself was the one who greatly shocked the uncle and nephew.

"Haonan, your business is so good now?"

Shao Weidong was the first to recover. He picked up a chopstick of "golden cauliflower". He really loved eating this. After eating, he raised his head and asked Zhang Haonan.

"It's okay to donate fifty computers during the school anniversary."

"Really?! I can't pretend I didn't hear this!"

Xia Junliang, who was sipping a glass of rice wine, suddenly twitched his ears and turned his head to look at Zhang Haonan.

"Teacher Xia, don't worry. If you donate fifty units, you will get fifty units."

"You can add a little more."

Xia Junliang is very satisfied with the title "Teacher Xia", "You have graduated, you have to set an example for the younger students. After all, you are the 'Brother Haonan' of Class 1."

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Being teased by Xia Junliang like this, Zhang Haonan was speechless and helpless.