Agent Fest

Chapter 137 The sixth middle school is very to her taste (add more for Fatty)

"Okay, okay, since I see you now, you can quickly put down your schoolbag and go to No. [-] Middle School with me!" Teacher Jiang urged Qingge without asking why.

"Go to the Sixth Middle School?" Qing Ge was puzzled, why did he go to the Sixth Middle School?
"Do you still remember the math competition I told you? The preliminary competition is today, and you and a few other students are assigned to my subordinates. I have notified the others. If they don't come to school early in the morning, they will go directly to the sixth middle school. I miss you." Mr. Jiang stroked his hair and said.

"That's it." Qing Ge understood, and said to Qing Xia: "If I haven't come back at noon, you can have dinner with Gao Ziwen and the others."

Qing Xia nodded, Qing Ge was going to the sixth middle school to participate in the mathematics competition, and there was more than one person, she was very relieved.

After putting down her schoolbag, Qing Ge took the pencil case and walked out of the classroom with Teacher Jiang.

Teacher Jiang took Qing Ge into her own car and drove to No. [-] Middle School.

The No. [-] Middle School is located in the north of Jiangshi, but Jiangshi is not very big. After driving for more than ten minutes, they will reach the No. [-] Middle School, which is exactly at eight o'clock.

"The exam starts at 08:30, you still have some time to sort out the formulas in your mind." After getting off the car, Teacher Jiang said while taking Qing Ge to Wenzhong Building.

Qing Ge responded, but his eyes were looking at the environment of No. [-] Middle School all the way.

Although No. [-] Middle School is not a key high school, its campus occupies a larger area than any other high school in Jiang City.

Almost like a college campus.

Complete facilities, towering trees, beautifully decorated teaching buildings, wide and well-organized playgrounds and plastic track, auditoriums that can accommodate 2000 people.

When passing by the gymnasium, Qing Ge saw a swimming pool glowing with blue waves!

Qing Ge never went to school.

She was sold to the base by her parents when she was very young, and all her knowledge and skills were obtained from the base.

She has never experienced the fun or troubles of studying with a group of peers, nor has she enjoyed the charm of belonging to a school.

Jiangzhong is a key high school. The style of the school is relatively rigid. On the one hand, it is to prevent the students from being distracted by some weird things, and on the other hand, it is to maintain a dignified and dignified external image.

Sixth Middle School is different.

Originally, this school did not exist for learning, and most of the students' families were either rich or expensive.

Not only in this city, but the uniqueness of the No. [-] Middle School in Jiang City has spread to almost the entire Suzhou Province. Children from many families in the province come to No. [-] Middle School to go to school.

As a result, more and more parents subsidize the No. [-] Middle School, and the No. [-] Middle School continues to expand and improve various infrastructures, creating a virtuous circle and attracting children from either rich or noble families to go there.

With the amount of knowledge stored in Qing Ge's mind, even if she doesn't study before the college entrance examination, it will not affect her admission to a prestigious university.

Compared to No. [-] Middle School, Qing Ge felt that Jiang Zhong was very boring.

As a result, the idea of ​​transferring to another school came into her mind.

"Here, your exam room is on the third floor. Your name and student number are posted on the seat. Mo Qingge, come on!" When he arrived in front of a five-story teaching building, Teacher Jiang stopped, turned around, and gave a speech. Qingge cheers.

"Thank you teacher." Qing Ge calmly accepted Teacher Jiang's encouragement and stepped up the stairs.

It has to be said that the Nordic minimalist decoration of the No. [-] Middle School is really in line with Qingge's taste.

Stepping up the stairs step by step, Qing Ge saw that what was hanging on the wall was not a sentence of inspirational slogans or ancient poems, but a picture.

These paintings include styles from all over the world. Of course, there are more ink paintings in China.

(End of this chapter)