My whole family abuses me? Then I will abuse the whole family!

Early the next morning, Principal Yang took them to Yongchang No. 1 Middle School.

Yongchang City is the capital city of Nan Province. Although it is a provincial capital, its GDP (gross domestic product) ranks only tenth among national cities, but it is still quite prosperous.

After a day of bumpy ride on the road, the mountains disappeared and were replaced by tall buildings.

The sun has set, and it is the peak time for people to get off work in the city.

The stones were very novel and I looked at them everywhere.

Pedestrians were hurrying back and forth on the street, and the path on one side was crowded with bicycles and filled with all kinds of sounds.

There are few cars in the county town, but there is a line of them on the road here, waiting in line for the traffic lights.

One of the drivers was wearing big sunglasses and had a cigarette in his hand, which was casually resting on the car window. In his other hand, he held something like a black brick against his ear. He spoke in a loud voice with a broken Mandarin, calling "Mr. Li" all the time, with saliva flying everywhere.

A bus that Shitou had never seen before passed by. He felt that the bus was just two large buses tied together. The middle was black and covered with wrinkles. There were two lines on the roof, which were connected to the two thick lines on the top, and it looked like a giant iron caterpillar.

The car was packed with people.

The crowding made him feel a little suffocated and uncomfortable, and his fingers kept rubbing the seams of his pants.

Principal Yang was no longer surprised by these things. As it was getting late, he took his two children to a small restaurant on the street and ordered three bowls of rice noodles with pork intestines and maojiezi.

Food coupons are no longer needed in big cities. You just need to pay for whatever you want to eat.

Shitou ate very cautiously. Looking at the piece of knotted pig intestine in the bowl, he ate it carefully.

The pig intestines are very tough. Before they are broken down after one bite, take another bite harder and the juice inside will burst out in your mouth.

As you chew, the pig intestines gradually become soft, and the fat and soup melt in your mouth, releasing the spicy and fragrant flavor hidden deep inside, layer by layer, making your saliva flow.

It’s so delicious, Shi Tou thought, it’s the most delicious thing he has ever eaten.

Wen Jing was also eating with a very satisfied look on her face.

I was planning to take my sister here to try this pig intestine noodle dish when I pick her up.

After the three of them finished eating, Principal Yang paid the bill, walked to the side of the street and hailed a taxi.

This was Shitou's first time riding in a car. It felt very different. He just felt the seat under his butt was soft.

He curled up in the car with stiff hands and feet, afraid of scratching other people's cars, but his eyes were watching the passing scenery outside the window, trying hard to remember every single thing.

I thought to myself that when I go back, I will definitely brag to those little brats for days and nights.

After a while, the taxi arrived at Yongchang No. 1 Middle School.

Principal Yang was still very generous and gave the money, and took the two children into the gate of Yongchang No. 1 Middle School.

There were several security guards, and seeing that they looked unfamiliar, they all came over to ask questions.

After asking them clearly about their identities and checking their letters of introduction, they were allowed to enter.

Compared with Huangjinzhen Middle School, Yongchang No. 1 Middle School is simply too large, covering an area of ​​more than 300 acres, or about 200,000 square meters.

It is divided into the East District, West District and the administrative office area, of which the East District is the high school department and the West District is the junior high school department.

There are many trees planted on the campus and the environment is beautiful. If you don’t know, you would think this is a park.

Wen Jing followed Principal Yang from the east area to the central administrative office area, which took about ten minutes.

Principal Yang went directly to the principal's office to look for someone.

The door to the principal's office was ajar, and before I knocked I heard laughter from inside.

"Don't worry, I believe Wen Jing will catch up with her academic performance in the future. As long as her academic performance is above the passing line, we will definitely admit her."

"With your words, I feel relieved."

Wen Jing was a little confused. She was outside, so why was someone calling her name inside?

After thinking about it, he snorted coldly, what a coincidence.

"knock knock"

Principal Yang reached out and knocked on the door.

"Please come in."

Principal Yang pushed the door open, "Principal Yong."

There were several people sitting on the sofa in the office. One of them was a middle-aged man with a very elegant appearance. He was the principal of Yongchang No. 1 Middle School.

Sitting on one side was a middle-aged woman with deep nasolabial folds who looked difficult to get along with. She was the vice-president, her surname was Wei.

When Principal Yong saw that it was him, his eyes lit up and he immediately stood up to greet him, "Hey, Old Yang, I was just talking about you and here you are, come on, come in."

"I have to thank you for sending me such a good seedling."

Wenzhu was standing in front of them with an accordion in her hands. She turned her head and looked over when she heard the words.

Wen Jing was standing at the door, smiling, the dim sunlight behind her made her figure very clear.

The smile on Wenzhu's face froze. Her eyes widened as if she had seen a ghost. Her back felt cold and her heart was pounding.

He reacted quickly, put on a bright smile, put down the accordion, went over and took Wen Jing's arm affectionately, "Sister... why are you here?"

Principal Yong was a little surprised and saw the girl standing at the door. "Is this your sister?"

"Yes, her name is Wenzhu, and she is my sister."

Wen Jing pulled her arm out and said coldly, "I'm not your sister, and my name is not Wen Zhu, my name is Wen Jing!"

The whole audience was silent.

Vice Principal Wei's eyes changed slightly.

Principal Yong widened his eyes in disbelief.

"You are Wen Jing? Then who is she?"

Wen Zhu didn't expect Wen Jing to be so straightforward, and her eyes immediately turned red. "Sister... the teachers are all here, this is not the place for you to make trouble. If my parents knew, they would definitely be angry."

After that, he bowed to the people on the sofa and said, "Teacher, I'm sorry, I will take care of this matter."

The people sitting on the sofa watched her performance, looked at each other, and said nothing.

My heart is as clear as a mirror.

Wen Jing didn't say anything, but Principal Yang rolled his eyes and said, "Alright, alright, stop looking so pitiful. We are not fools."

He looked at Principal Yong again and handed over the stack of documents in his hand. "I came here today to talk to you about Wen Jing being impersonated by her sister to go to school."

This statement simply shows that this pitiful 'Wen Jing' is an imposter.

Wenzhu felt like the sky was falling.

Now that the matter has been exposed in front of these people, what should she do in the future? All her previous efforts have gone to waste.

Last week she participated in the National Youth Singing Competition and won second place.

This award was extremely valuable and could guarantee admission to art schools. Also, because of her beauty and beautiful singing voice, she was featured in newspapers and became even more famous than the first place winner.

This attracted the attention of many admissions teachers from art schools. This girl was born to perform.

They were simply competing like crazy. They came from afar to win her favor, hoping that she could go to their school. They didn't even care about her academic performance.

She has rejected many schools these days. She is very proud and wants to go to the best art school because only it is worthy of her.

Today, the wait finally came, and the admissions teacher from the Central Conservatory of Music came in person to invite her to their school.

But when they heard that her academic performance was very poor, they suddenly changed their mind and required her to pass the college entrance examination academic performance before they would admit her.

She had already gritted her teeth and agreed, but this happened.

Wen Jing is deliberately trying to jinx her, right?

She quickly thought of a solution in her mind, "I... I had no choice... wuwu... wuwu..." She cried like a pear blossom in the rain.