Salted fish dressed as Xiaofubao of the age

Chapter 582 Are you the champion of Zhuancheng?
Zhang Ying hugged Yue Qingqing, "Sleep for a while, and when I wake up, I will come to Linguang."

Leaning on her mother's shoulder, Yue Qingqing closed her eyes in a daze.

Zhang Ying looked at her daughter tenderly.

She still remembered that when she brought Qingqing back from the hospital, she was only a small ball, and it was too light to hold her in her arms.

In a blink of an eye, she changed from a small dumpling carved with jade into a slim girl.

So good, so beautiful.

In the past, she was always worried that someone would jump out and rob her daughter.

But so many years have passed, and no one has ever come to Daye Village to ask.

Zhang Ying's heart slowly fell back.

She just hopes to watch her daughter study hard, find a caring person when she is admitted to university, and live a smooth life.

When the baby is born later, she still has the strength to help take care of it.

Thinking of the scene where her daughter was about to get married, Zhang Ying couldn't help but feel a sore nose, and the melancholy of parting rose in her heart.

Although Linguang wasn't too far away, he didn't go out of the provincial capital.

But being a parent is always worrying.

Amidst Zhang Ying's sentimentality, Linguang City arrived.

After getting off the provincial road, the driver drove towards Linguang No. [-] Middle School according to the route checked in advance.

Yue Qingqing rubbed her eyes and felt that the speed of the car had slowed down a bit, so she yelled softly.

"Mom, are you here?"

Zhang Ying blinked hastily, suppressed the tears in her eyes, and pretended to be nonchalant: "Just arrived, do you want Bao to sit up and have a look?"

As a provincial capital city, Linguang looks much newer than Zhuancheng, and the buildings in the city center are taller than the other.

The storefronts on both sides of the street are spacious and bright, and the signboards look bright.

There are obviously more vehicles on the road, and the speed becomes slower as you drive in, and there are faint signs of traffic jams.

This is very rare in Zhuancheng.

Unlike Zhuancheng, which only has a few main roads, the roads in Linguang City extend in all directions, and even experienced drivers almost make mistakes.

Basically, when driving through a fork in the road, I have to stop on the side of the road and ask someone to ask a few words.

Obviously it was dark before starting from home, and the sun was shining when we arrived at Linguang No. [-] Middle School.

Yue Jiannan and Lin Yushan were waiting at the school gate early on, and finally saw the familiar license plate.

"Brother! Sister-in-law!" After a long time no see, Yue Jiannan was still waving his arms at the car like the childish boy he was back then.

"Qingqing has been driving for so long, are you tired?" Lin Yushan whispered softly, still carrying a fresh fragrance on her body.

Yue Jiandong came down and patted each other's shoulders with his younger brother, "It's been a long time, let's go eat first."

"No, don't worry, go to the dormitory and settle Qingqing's things first." Yue Jiannan presented treasures to Yue Qingqing, "My uncle found several old-fashioned restaurants for you, and I will tell you the addresses when the time comes."

Yue Qingqing blushed, but quickly regained her confidence, "Thank you, uncle!"

Eating is not active, thinking has problems.

What's the matter if you like it, it's not normal if you don't like it!
The dormitory conditions in Linguang No. [-] Middle School are much better than those in Zhuancheng No. [-] Middle School.

It is a standard quadruple room.

But requiring all students to live on campus is probably also for unified management.

Before coming here, Yue Qingqing heard that there are only two types of people in Linguang No. [-] Middle School.

Scholar and rich man.

Xueba is admitted by himself, and will be the golden signboard of Linguang No. [-] Middle School in the future.

Rich people can easily understand that Zhuancheng No. [-] Middle School also has many sponsored students. As a key middle school in the provincial capital, Linguang No. [-] Middle School has a much higher entry threshold.

Those who can get in by spending money are naturally not the children of ordinary people.

Even Yue Qingqing heard from Zhuang Lin that one point below the score line is worth [-] yuan.

If you check for a hundred points, you have to pay a flat to enroll?

A group of people walked towards the dormitory mightily.

The dormitory aunt whispered, "Where are so many people?"

Usually it is brought by the parents, but this good guy brought four people.

But when she saw the name on the admission letter, the aunt suddenly burst into laughter.

"Are you the champion of Zhuan City this time?"

Yue Qingqing was taken aback, she didn't expect her aunt to have heard her name before.

(End of this chapter)