True Daughter, She is the Almighty Boss

Teacher Deng frowned.

Even if there is prejudice, how can you say that in front of a child?

Students are encouraged.

Teacher Deng shook her head. She lowered her voice and explained to the girl beside her, Son, Mr. He graduated from Norton University. He is young and energetic, and speaks straight. Don't take it to heart.

Ying Zijin didn't listen or watch.

But when she heard the words Norton University, she finally gave He Xun a look and frowned slightly.

Then he lowered his head, took out his mobile phone, searched for Norton University, and clicked on the official English website.

The official website is very simple, and it is no different from other universities.

It is nothing more than campus news, department settings, enrollment and employment, etc., with some pictures.

Nothing has changed from before, even centuries-old buildings from the Middle Ages have been preserved.

Ying Zijin was thoughtful.

With the character of that lunatic, will Norton University really be turned into a normal school?

But no matter what, the four words of Norton University now represent the world's first.

Over the years, only a few dozen people from Hua Guo have successfully entered Norton University, and all of them are top figures in various fields after graduation.

He Xun didn't want to, so there was nothing he could do.

His academic qualifications are too excellent, and he has the qualifications to let Qingzhi back down.

If he really resigned, it would be a loss for Qingzhi.

The principal hesitated: Classmate Ying, look at this...

The principal doesn't need to be embarrassed. Ying Zijin got up, I didn't want to go to the international class.

Hearing this, He Xun raised his brows and his heart suddenly froze.

There is an uncomfortable feeling.

It's like he's being self-indulgent.

Instead, the principal breathed a sigh of relief: Okay, classmate Ying, what class do you want to go to?

Ying Zijin yawned and said indifferently: I'm going to class 19

Class 19? The principal was stunned, and after a while, he remembered that there is such a class in the second year of high school.

But this class of 19 is really...

His teeth hurt again.

He Xun's expression returned to indifference.

If you choose to go to class 19, you will be degenerate.

The principal had no choice but to promise: Then go to Class 19.

He took out the student registration file that he had prepared for a long time, and called the head teacher of Class 19 to discuss the matter.

It wasn't a secret thing to do at first, and it was related to Class 19. Soon, relevant posts appeared on Qingzhi's campus forum.

[Title: News - The adopted daughter of the Ying family is coming to Class 19! 】

[Content: As in the title, the landlord just got the news that it was the adopted daughter who got into the elite class because of her relationship. It should be because she beat someone. Now the elite class doesn't want her, and the international class doesn't want her either, so she can only be transferred to 19 come. Class 19 students, the landlord will observe three seconds of silence for you. 】

It was just such a short post, and in less than a minute, there were hundreds of replies.

[Floor 1: What what what? 】

[2nd Floor: What the hell? Go to class 19? Should she be said to be big-hearted or daring? 】

[3rd floor: Then she is finished, Brother Ran will not let her in. 】

[Fourth floor: The front row sells melon seeds and cola drinks, and a pack of spicy strips for fifty cents. 】

[5th ​​Floor: Don't talk about Brother Ran, will Sister Yu be okay? 】

...

[Floor 108: Wow, class 19 is too miserable, anyway, I don't have a good impression of the adopted daughter of the Ying family. If it wasn't for her, how could the goddess Ying go abroad? 】

[Floor 109: Sit and wait for Brother Ran and Sister Yu to drive out the adopted daughter of the Ying family. 】

...

[Floor 470: Thank you for your invitation, I am in the elite class, and this one who is holding back my legs has finally gotten out of the way. 】

The elite class is just like the holiday season, and they don't study between classes, so they start replying.

Zhong Zhiwan turned off the phone and began to endorse.

She waited for Ying Zijin to leave class 19 in despair.

**

Sophomore year, class 19.

Several killers gathered in front of the podium, browsing the forum on the computer, and the more they looked, the darker their faces became.

Fuck, what did the principal think? Can anyone in our Class 19 want to enter?

Class 19 of the second year of high school has a nickname called The Unspeakable Class.

Because there are all kinds of problem students mixed in this class, the teacher can't control it, and the parents have no time to control it.

Not only that, Qingzhi's eldest brother and eldest sister are also here.

Who can afford this?

When the other classmates met the people from Class 19, they all took a detour and didn't want to get into trouble.

Somebody still volunteered to come to class 19?

A girl came up and kicked a few people: be quiet, don't wake up Brother Ran.

Several people quickly closed their voices and looked to the left subconsciously.

The sun outside the window was just right, but the man was lying on the table and sleeping.

His whole head was buried in the school uniform, so he couldn't see clearly.

The short sleeves of the school uniform outline the muscular lines of young talents, which are smooth and perfect.

The noise in the class stopped in an instant, but it was too late.

The man moved, his head lifted from the table, the broken hair on his forehead half covered his beautiful eyebrows.

Very impatient.

The other classmates moved away in awe.

A little brother faced his face bitterly: Ran, Ran, someone wants to be transferred to our class, that's the one...

Jiang Ran didn't finish listening, his voice was hoarse and irritable: Whoever he is, let him go where he came from.

When they got the right words, the younger brothers cheered.

Brother Ran is domineering!

Brother Ran, give her a blow for a while and make her cry!

The younger brothers rushed to move stools and poured water, and waited for Jiang Ran to sit down at the door of the classroom.

Also at this moment, footsteps sounded in the corridor.

Jiang Ran took a sip of water, narrowed his eyes slightly, and followed the classmates to look over.

The girl wears a blue and white school uniform with a schoolbag hanging over her right shoulder.

As if aware of something, she turned her head sideways, and a pair of phoenix eyes swept over.

The side face turned to the front face, and even from a distance, people still felt the crit.

Jiang Ran squeezed the mineral water bottle in his hand, and his Adam's apple rolled.

There was a moment of silence among the younger brothers beside them, and after a few seconds——

Fuck, what kind of beauty is this? Does it really exist?

Shut your mouth, what's wrong with being good-looking? You can't come with good looks.

That's right, we're not the ones who look at the face, Brother Ran, but you...you'd better take it lightly later.

Jiang Ran sneered: Go away.

The boys shut up.

Oh, think about it too.

Except for Sister Yu, Brother Ran really didn't say anything to the opposite sex, let alone pity Xiangxiyu.

Jiang Ran got up, threw away the mineral water bottle in his hand, and then stepped forward unhurriedly.

Ying Zijin also approached just at this moment and stopped.

The younger brothers stared at the front, all wanting to see how the Ying family's adopted daughter got away for a while, when they heard the Qingzhi eldest brother speak.

Want to enter Class 19? Okay. Jiang Ran stared at the girl with his hands in his trouser pockets, If you beat me, I'll let you in.

Otherwise, go back to your elite class.

The younger brothers suddenly showed admiration.

As expected of Brother Ran, he can handle such a handsome girl, no wonder he has been a single noble for so many years.

Little girls are always timid and will definitely be scared away.

Who knows, when the girl heard this, she put down her schoolbag instead.

Seeing that she slowly rolled up her sleeves to the middle of her forearm, and took a step back to leave enough space.

The brothers were stunned.

Jiang Ran slowly raised his head.

Ying Zijin's phoenix eyes were half-squinted, and she said lazily, Yes, you go first.

Jiang Ran: Dad, do you think I still have a chance?

This book, you can read it as a sweet text for development, you can also read it as a face-slapping text, and you can also read it as a sand sculpture funny text.

Good morning, ask for a recommendation ticket for Emperor Ying (*￣3)(ε￣*)