My Past Life Exposure Shocked the Whole Internet

Chapter 35 She won’t go to No. 1 Middle School

Lin Yue had a hot temper. He slapped the table and stood up: "Sister, I'm going to tell grandma right now. We don't want Ye to turn the tide and come to No. 1 Middle School."

Lin Qin was sulking and said nothing.

"Wait, something's wrong." Lin Yue walked to the door and stopped again, "There are so many schools in Jiangcheng, why does she have to go to No. 1 Middle School? Even if she wants to find a good school, wouldn't an international school do it?"

Ye Banlan dropped out of school for three years and had to go back to high school as a freshman. She had no ability to study, so why should she enroll again?

"Ah, sister, I understand!" Lin Yue suddenly realized, "You just won a prize at a classical music exhibition a while ago, and my family finally remembered your name. She wants to give you a ride. Go back to my home!"

Lin Qin thought the same way: "It's impossible, I won't agree."

 She knew that Lin Qingwen and Mrs. Lin had been trying to please her, and they wanted to use her to return to their hometown in Yunjing.

She hates people who are incompetent and opportunistic the most, including Lin Qingwen and his wife, as well as Ye Turning the Lantern.

"Of course I can't take her, because I'm afraid she will coax grandma into being dizzy and listen to her in everything." Lin Yue snorted coldly, "Our mother is also soft-hearted. If I convince the two of them, I can't refuse."

Lin Qin became even more irritable and plucked the guqin randomly a few times.

"Mr. Lin is very polite." The director of the admissions department said with a smile, "You and your children trust our school, and of course we trust our children too. The choice is two-way, and the results are two-fold!"

“Director, thank you very much.” Lin Huaijin was very grateful. “Otherwise, I don’t know what I would do if this child didn’t go to school.”

   **

 Saturday morning, Jiangcheng No. 7 Middle School.

 Director of Admissions Department: “?”

"It's indeed strange..." Lin Qin frowned slightly.

"Forget it, I don't dare to say bad things about Ye Turning the Tide in front of grandma." Lin Yue sat down again and said dullly, "Last time, my second aunt only said one thing and she was punished by grandma to kneel in the ancestral hall. Instead of I might have to go to the house to punish her. Why do you think she let grandma be so partial to her? "

Lin Qin secretly paid attention and prepared to observe and observe the night to turn the tide.

Lin Weilan nodded: "Yes, it's the same wherever A Lan goes."

Does this uncle have a grudge against his niece and is he deliberately trying to trick her?

Even if you can get full marks on the mock test paper of No. 1 Middle School, what other high school questions can make you turn the tide at night?

"Mr. Lin, in order to facilitate class placement, students who are admitted at night need to take a test." The director of the admissions department added, "You must inform your children in advance."

 Mysterious.

Lin Huaijin: “No problem, just take the most difficult question!”

 The No. 7 Middle School is so short of students that it has failed to meet the enrollment quota for three consecutive years. He also has a headache.

Lin Huaijin was elated. After he went out, he called Lin Weilan: "Hey, Mom, let me tell you that Alan is not going to No. 1 Middle School. I have already confirmed it with No. 7 Middle School. She can enroll next week. ”

Lin Huaijin drove, and the two of them returned from the suburbs to the second ring road.

After the call ended, Lin Huaijin took a few steps and suddenly realized that he did not seem to have told Lin Weilan the physical level of turning the tide at night.

Lin Weilan is not a person who can't distinguish between right and wrong, and Ye Banlan's behavior during this period is indeed very different from the past four years.

　Why would Lin Weilan say such a thing?

  Office of the Admissions Department.

“Alan, your enrollment has been settled.” Lin Huaijin nodded towards Ye Banlan who was waiting outside the school gate, “Let’s go, uncle’s treat, we’ll go out for lunch later.”

“I’ll order a cake first, and you can call your aunt and brother.”

 “I got it, uncle.”

Ye Banlan wore a straw hat, covering half of her face, and her long hair fell up and down in the sunshine as she walked.

“Miss Ye, I’ve finally waited for you.” Binghe, who was squatting on the ground counting ants, saw her eyes light up and stood up immediately, “I am ordering you to give you a gift for school entrance.”

 “What gift?” Ye Banlan raised his eyebrows.

Binghe hurriedly handed over a box: "Sir, he said that after Miss Ye gets the gift, it would be better if she could give him a call back."

Ye Tuanlan nodded. She took the box with one hand and dialed the landline number of the psychological consultation room with the other hand.

　　After one ring, the call was picked up. The man's voice was mixed with the electricity of the phone call, slightly distorted, but gentle and sweet: "A small gift to wish Miss Ye back to school. I hope Miss Ye likes it."

"Thank you." Ye Banlan smiled lightly, "But I'm already planning to go to No. 7 Middle School, and I will only have time for consultation on weekends."

"The consultation phone number is public, and mine is private. Miss Ye can contact me at any time, and I will wait." Putting down the phone, Yan Tingfeng tilted his head, "There is no need to donate a building to No. 1 Middle School."

Rong Yu jumped up: "What's wrong, my eldest young master, I just made contact, why did you change your mind again?"

"She went to No. 7 Middle School, so the building was donated to No. 7 Middle School." Yan Tingfeng said lightly, "After cleaning up, you can also go to No. 7 Middle School to be a psychological counselor."

 Content area: "?"

In Yan Tingfeng’s eyes, does he have the same nature as a building and can be moved away at will? !

 He is going to cause trouble!

   **

 On the other side, the headquarters building of Zhou Group.

Sheng Yunyi greeted the familiar employees and entered the general manager's office: "He Chen, are you free now? Can you accompany me to No. 1 Middle School to pick up the painting?"

"Of course." Zhou Hechen smiled and took her hand, "What painting did you send to No. 1 Middle School again?"

“The painting given to the Jinshan Hotel was loaned to No. 1 Middle School for the students in the art class to view. This is a good thing. Of course I will not refuse.”

 “You are kind-hearted, let’s go, I will drive you.”

 Thirty minutes later, Maybach arrived at Jiangcheng No. 1 Middle School.

　　It is class time now and the campus is very quiet.

“In the studio of the complex building.” Sheng Yun recalled, “He Chen, go this way.”

 The two of them came to the studio on the third floor.

“I’d like to trouble you to accompany me to the Jinshan Hotel later, and then I’ll treat you to dinner as—”

With a "clang" sound, the key in Sheng Yunyi's hand fell to the ground.

In the center of the studio, the largest painting was scratched to pieces with a razor blade, making it completely unreadable.

Sheng Yunyi couldn't help but take a step back and trembled: "My painting was still in good condition yesterday, why did it..."

“Who has been here from yesterday afternoon to now?” Zhou Hechen’s eyes sternly asked, “Get me to adjust the monitoring immediately!”

 The person in charge of the complex building was also panicked and hurriedly went to the monitoring room.

 The comprehensive building is a place for students to conduct comprehensive learning, because No. 1 Middle School pays great attention to the psychology of students and has also set up psychological consultation rooms, sand table rooms, etc.

Zhou Hechen’s face became even more ugly: “Have you found it yet?”

“Mr. Zhou, the studio has just been renovated and there is no surveillance installed.” The person in charge kept wiping his sweat. We can only judge who has passed by from the surveillance on the stairs on the third floor, but there are a lot of people, so we have to check..."

Zhou Hechen said coldly: "Stop talking nonsense, we must find out!"

“Yun Yi!” Fang Qingya also rushed over, “What’s going on? Why did your painting become like this?”

Sheng Yunyi lowered her head and just kept wiping away tears.

“Don’t worry, I will help you find out.” Fang Qingya looked at the surveillance screen. Students in school uniforms were coming and going in front of the surveillance screen.

 How can we determine who it is?

"Wait a minute!" Fang Qingya's sharp eyes saw a person not wearing a school uniform, "Isn't this the night to turn the tide? She is not a student of No. 1 Middle School, what is she doing here?"

Zhou Hechen's expression turned extremely ugly for a moment: "Call Ye Banlan and come over immediately!"

 It must be her!

 Brother Yan, just go fishing qvq

In the blink of an eye, it has been serialized for a month, and Sister Lan will be on the shelves soon. Don’t forget the No. 2 Zero Point babies~

King Yan has nothing to do with the Zhou family. My uncle is super powerful! You can tell from the account ban, the ancient plot will slowly unfold.

thanks for your support.

 (End of this chapter)