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8 month 30 number

New students should register two days in advance.

Because classes will be divided into groups starting on September 1st.

Lu's mother did not go.

Song Li took Lu Zhou and Xiao Nan to register together.

All you need to bring to register is your junior high school transcript and graduation certificate.

Song Li found the new student registration area amidst the bustling crowd.

Then, they filled out forms using Lu Nan and Lu Zhou's household registration documents.

"Do you need to live on campus?"

Song Li: "I don't live on campus."

"Okay, what about the other one?"

"Same."

The staff from the freshman affairs office filled out a form for Song Li.

It is a payment receipt.

Looking at the tuition fee above, it's six yuan.

Oh so cheap.

The two of them only cost twelve yuan.

Song Li: "So how is lunch calculated?"

The man replied, "If I'm eating lunch at school, I can just pay you directly."

Song Li: "Okay, thank you."

Song Li brought two people with him.

Then go to queue up to pay the fee.

Song Li handed the money to Xiao Nan.

Xiao Nan replied, "Sister Li, Mother gave me the money."

Song Li watched as Lu Nan took out the money: "Okay!"

"Once you've registered, go back on your own. I'll go ask the transfer students how to register."

Xiao Nan: "Okay, Sister Li, you go ahead!"

Song Li understood that all the people registering today were the new students' class advisors.

So Song Li went straight to the Moral Education Department.

The school isn't very big now.

After turning around two buildings, I found the Moral Education Department.

Then I saw the Education Office next door.

It's been so long since I graduated.

You should go to the education department in this situation!

Why would they go to the Moral Education Department?

I didn't do anything wrong.

Song Li looked at the open door of the Education Office.

There were people inside.

He knocked on the door: "Bang bang bang..."

I saw a female teacher raise her head.

Song Li politely said, "Hello, I would like to ask what procedures I need to transfer to another school to study for my senior year if I have been studying in the second year of high school.

The teacher looked Song Li up and down.

What procedures are required?

How can you be so sure the school will accept you?

That way of speaking is annoying.

They do accept transfer students.

However, I don't want to accept a poor student.

If there's one more struggling student, the average score will drop again.

Their current average scores are not much different from those of the No. 7 Middle School in the provincial capital.

So he glanced at Song Li and said, "You should stay at your original school. We don't accept transfer students."

Song Li never expected to be rejected so directly. Even if they didn't want a transfer student, they should at least check their grades first!

Song Li explained, "My grades are alright."

The female teacher looked at Song Li with displeasure.

He actually refuted her directly.

For some reason, she didn't like this girl at first sight.

I always felt that she didn't show any respect for teachers.

There was no bowing or scraping.

"That won't work either."

Song Li frowned: Who is this person?!

If it weren't for the fact that this is currently the only high school in the city...

She turned and left.

Song Li said, "Your school has a rule that it does not accept transfer students."

"no."

"Then why won't you accept me?" Song Li retorted, her temper flaring.

"I just don't want to take you in."

Song Li: "Really? Then I'll go to the Municipal Education Bureau and ask. Does Ninth Middle School not accept transfer students?"

The female teacher laughed and said, "You don't think that No. 9 Middle School accepts students of all kinds, do you? Besides, you're already in your senior year, and you're only transferring now. Who knows why you transferred here?"

Song Li chuckled: "I don't know what kind of students your Ninth Middle School accepts, but it's clear that the quality of the teachers at Ninth Middle School is somewhat uneven."

The female teacher immediately understood Song Li's implied meaning.

He got up and strode aggressively toward Song Li.

Song Li has been eating and sleeping well lately and has gained some weight.

So she wasn't afraid of the female teacher at all.

I just feel like I haven't even started school yet.

Do I have to get my hair pulled by the teacher?

Isn't it too early?

A voice sounded behind him: "Who are you?"

The female teacher looked at the person who came over.

"Teacher Huang! Why are you at school today?"

"Can't you come if there's nothing wrong? Why is Teacher Hua in Director Lei's office?"

Song Li: So you're not the director of the education department!

She was also worried that she had offended the director of the education department as soon as she arrived.

Teacher Hua: "I need to speak with Director Lei about something."

Seeing that Teacher Huang had arrived, they didn't want to make things difficult for a student in front of the other teachers.

He could only turn around and sit down again.

Teacher Huang looked at Song Li: "Student, is there something you need?"

Song Li: "Hello, Teacher Huang. My name is Song Li. I would like to transfer to the senior year class at this school."

Teacher Huang hadn't spoken yet.

Then Teacher Hua said, "It's the last semester already, and suddenly transferring schools doesn't seem like a good thing. Teacher Huang, your Class 2 is already not as good as our Class 1, so don't just accept anyone!"

Song Li chuckled: She knew that high school classes were divided according to grades.

However, the fact that Ms. Hua can teach a class does not prove that she is a good teacher.

It's also possible that the system uses a high-level, automated scoring mechanism.

Song Li: "Didn't Teacher Hua's class have bad grades before? Was it because of Teacher Hua's teaching that they did so well?"

Teacher Hua couldn't understand Song Li's meaning.

"Teacher Huang, look at this student's character, he's probably been expelled from school, which is why he transferred schools."

Song Li chuckled as she looked at Teacher Hua: "Those who don't know better would think this is a school, but those who don't would think they've stumbled into some kind of sleazy, shady place. A teacher, yet he keeps slandering people's reputations."

Teacher Huang usually doesn't like to argue with Teacher Hua because he's a man, but Teacher Hua is indeed a bad person.

conceited.

He thought he was the best teacher in the senior class.

Teacher Huang: "That's where you're wrong. How can you talk to a student like that without even knowing the truth?"

At that moment, Director Lei arrived.

Looking at the three of them.

"What happened?"

Even a blind person could see that something was wrong.

As a man, Teacher Huang didn't say much.

He then told Song Li about his intention to transfer to No. 9 Middle School.

Director Lei looked at Song Li.

He doesn't look like someone to be trifled with.

After all, he's someone who can make Teacher Hua blush.

Teacher Hua is usually a person who is not to be trifled with at the school.

The principal's niece.

Director Lei asked in a businesslike tone, "You're transferring to No. 9 Middle School. How are your grades?"

Song Li: "Top ten."

Director Lei: "What?"

"I was in the top ten in my previous school."

Teacher Hua: "Tch... How could someone in the top ten possibly transfer schools? The school would always try to keep them."

Teacher Huang: Which school's top student got so angry that they left?

Director Lei snapped out of his daze: "Young lady, you can't brag."

Song Li: "Just pick any test paper and give the test; let the results speak for themselves."

They certainly projected enough of that imposing aura.

Song Li also knew that she needed a school to go to university, so of course she had to let the school see her grades.

Moreover, schools are realistic; they judge students by their grades.

Don't let them see any of their achievements.

How could I possibly expect others to treat me differently?

The reality is that many people are snobbish.

As long as you make it profitable for others.

Others will have to show you some respect.

When I was young, I always looked down on snobbish people.

I think this kind of person is too materialistic.

But after experiencing so much, I understood.

Instead of blaming others for being too materialistic, you should think about why you yourself have no value whatsoever.

People living within a circle tend to prioritize interests.

If you care about what others think, you have to work hard.

If you don't want to work hard, then live your own life and avoid the mundane.

That's how you can be happy.

Otherwise, they don't want to work hard, but they can't accept being looked down upon by others.

It will only lead to internal strife and depression.