The little fairy who is reborn as a school grass boss

Chapter 33 033: Splashing Vegetable Oil
Not long after Shen Qinghuan's Weibo was posted, one after another popped up in the comment section.

"Not in the circle? It's a pity."

"Ah. The little fairy has such a good looks."

"I saw Huanbao's third-year junior high school report card. Damn, let me tell you, there are not many top students in the entertainment industry. If Huanbao enters the circle, I will definitely contribute my lucky money!"

Shen Qinghuan did not attack Li Ye's article as Li Xiaojie wished, but chose to reply to the article that said her grades were poor in the comment area.

Soon, Shen Qinghuan's Weibo became a popular comment due to the large number of likes.

There were also those who were eager to wait for Shen Qinghuan's entrance results, and some even watched the excitement saying that the little girl was good-looking, but they couldn't stop telling the truth just because they were in love with vanity.

Wherever someone questioned, there was someone who rose up to refute.

Shen Qinghuan put down the phone and didn't reply.

Sometimes the society is like this. It doesn't like to listen to honest words, but likes to pick up those who are hypocritical, because those words are glamorous on the outside.

The weather in summer was irregular. It was clear that the forecast was sunny, but the sudden rainstorm broke the Shen family's plan.

Shen Haotian and Yan Ruyu originally agreed to take Shen Qinghuan to the playground to relax, and then go out to have a big meal to welcome the new life, but they didn't want to be delayed by the rainstorm.

For several days in a row, the imperial capital was cloudy and rainy.

Shen Qinghuan is well-behaved, ever since Yan Ruyu borrowed high school textbooks for her, she has been previewing seriously every day.

Until the day when the results of the college entrance examination were released, the weather turned fine.

The son of Yan Ruyu's research institute colleague passed the entrance examination, so he specially invited Shen Qinghuan's family to a banquet for his entrance examination.

But Yan Ruyu didn't like this kind of hypocritical occasion, so she refused decisively.

Unexpectedly, at the banquet the next day, that colleague blatantly told the colleagues in the entire scientific research institute that Yan Ruyu was ashamed because her daughter did not get into A in the high school entrance examination.

Lu Ziheng has been busy with work-study programs recently, so he happened to work as a waiter in this hotel.

"So what if I say Section Chief Yan is a postdoctoral fellow? My daughter can't teach well!"

"I've only heard that Chief Yan's marriage is not happy, and he doesn't live up to expectations of children. No wonder the old hag doesn't go home every day, so she knows to put pressure on us at work."

"Isn't it? I read the headlines the other day and saw the name of Section Chief Yan's daughter, Shen Qinghuan. That's right, it made me laugh so hard. This year's netizens gave her the title of a fairy who eats kebabs. Isn't the intention to complain about Section Chief Yan's daughter being uneducated!"

Those unpleasant words were spoken loudly and loudly, and they naturally reached the ears of Shen Haotian who was discussing business.

"Mr. Shen. Look." The manager of the opposite company thought that there was something wrong with the contract, which made Shen Haotian's face so ugly. When Shen Haotian got up to defend his wife and daughter, the most violent disturbance at the next table was also this time. The host of the school entrance banquet was splashed with vegetable oil by the waiter who passed on the dishes.

Live it!

Shen Haotian sat up straight in his seat, and couldn't help but take another look at the beautiful Chuancai student.

That kid doesn't look too big, he probably came from a poor family to work during the summer vacation!
The woman who was splashed with vegetable oil pointed at Lu Ziheng and yelled: "Call your manager, I'm going to complain about your hotel! You country bumpkin, do you know that I'm wearing the clothes I'm wearing today, and you can pass on a year's worth of dishes here?" I can't afford it!"

Customer is god.

The manager bowed his head and apologized to the lady covered in vegetable oil.

(End of this chapter)