I was just playing tricks, how come I became Bai Yueguang

The school police evacuated the area and the students who were watching were forced to leave.

Several little girls from the moral education and talent class gathered together, looking back at the girl in the crowd carrying a loudspeaker from time to time.

"She's so brave! How dare she offend a senior from the high school department?"

"Yeah, I heard she was the one who set up the 'crime scene' a few days ago?"

"Oh my god, how dare you!"

Several girls were chattering, but only two of them didn't say anything.

Zhao Tang had a heavy face. She didn't know if Jiang Huashan would hold a grudge against her for offending her in the women's restroom before.

Her friends noticed that she was worried and asked, "What's wrong with you?"

Zhao Tang shook his head and forced himself to cheer up. "Xiao Yun, did the teacher ask you to go to the office this morning to count the scholarship quota?"

As soon as the girls in the group heard about the scholarship, their attention immediately shifted and they gathered around to talk.

"Yes, Miao Yun? Have the scholarships for this year been allocated? Who will receive them?"

"Needless to say, you and Xiaotang are definitely together. Sigh~ My parents don't count on me anymore. They sold their house in their hometown this year, hoping to support me until I graduate from high school."

The competition within the Academy is brutal. Students in the elite class can simply pass the passing score, but those in the virtuous class must pass the standard score. Students in the elite class who fail can retake the exam once, but at most they will be held back. Students in the virtuous class who fail the retake will be disqualified and forced to transfer.

Although the tuition fees at Yucai are expensive and the elimination mechanism is cruel, it is still the threshold that countless poor students are eager to cross.

Because if they can successfully graduate from the moral and talent class, the top chaebol families in Country A will sponsor all their college expenses. In return, students must work for these family businesses after graduation.

In Country A, industries related to people's livelihood have basically been monopolized by chaebol families, and it is difficult for ordinary people to achieve class crossing. Therefore, entering the Decai Academy is like a carp leaping over the dragon gate for students from poor families.

Yucai has ten places with full tuition exemption every semester, and everyone studies hard to get these ten places.

The girl named Miao Yun was fair and thin, with a simple and refreshing student hairstyle, thick bangs, and a pair of clumsy and tacky glasses. At first glance, she was a replica of Shen Mianzhi, but the things she wore were much cheaper, looking gray and inconspicuous.

The girl supported the frame of her glasses with her hands and spoke politely, "No, the teacher called me for something else."

"So that's how it is." Unable to get any useful information, the girls continued gossiping.

"Xiaotang." After the girls walked away, Miao Yun suddenly called Zhao Tang.

Zhao Tang was in a bad mood and looked listless. "What's wrong?"

Miao Yun took her hand and said, "Actually, I saw the scholarship quota."

Zhao Tang was slightly stunned and grabbed her hand, "Then I..."

She stopped asking halfway because Miao Yun's eyes had already told her the answer.

Zhao Tang's face was ashen, and he burst into tears. "It must be the last big math problem. I... I obviously know how to do it. That day it was because... because my mother insisted on sending my brother to school first and asked me to watch the stall, so I was late. Give me a little more time, I will definitely..."

Miao Yun didn't know how to comfort her for a moment?

They were different from the other students in the Morality and Talent Class. She and Zhao Tang both grew up in the alleys. Zhao Tang's mother sold fried skewers, and her mother cheated at cards. Logically, it was impossible for their family backgrounds to enter Yucai. So, without this bonus, Zhao Tang could not continue her studies.

She will always remember that in the gray and old alley, Zhao Tang excitedly knocked on her broken door holding a recruitment advertisement.

"Ayun, Yucai has a full exemption policy! Let's take the exam and get out!"

"What should I do? Wuwuwu... What should I do?"

The high spirits then and the despair now form a sharp contrast.

Miao Yun was silent for a moment, then said in a hoarse voice, "Maybe there is still a chance."

Zhao Tang was stunned, "What? What is it?" Her eyes were very similar to those of a dying person who had been drifting in the deep sea for several days and finally saw the land island.

Miao Yun pondered for a moment and whispered, "When I went to the office this morning, Teacher Wen told me that the school actually has a very small number of undisclosed full-time admission quotas. After learning about my family situation, Teacher Wen helped me submit an application to the school. I went for an interview this morning, but didn't pass. But maybe you can."

Zhao Tang's eyes lit up, "Really?"

Miao Yun nodded and said, "You can tell Teacher Wen about your situation. She will definitely help you."

"Thank you, Ayun." Zhao Tang was happy for a moment, but then he lowered his head again. "But, even you didn't pass. Are the application requirements very difficult?"

Miao Yun shook her head. "I don't know what the passing criteria are, either. But there's a girl in the class next door who seems to have passed. I feel like this judgment has nothing to do with grades. The teacher there just asked about my family situation and then let me out. But..."

Zhao Tang, "But what?"

Miao Yun thought about it, then smiled again, "Nothing, maybe I'm overthinking it. This is a school, there shouldn't be any scammers here."

Zhao Tang nodded, "Then I'll go talk to Teacher Wen."

Miao Yun grabbed her and said, "Let's do it tomorrow. I think the teachers are all overwhelmed by this."

"Students! Charge! Down with school violence! Down with the campus dictator!"

Jiang Huashan's unwavering call echoed again and again through the loudspeaker. Miao Yun and Zhao Tang had already moved away from the center of the storm but were still attracted by her voice.

The girl was jumping and skipping in the luxury car, and more than a dozen teachers surrounded the car and tried to persuade her earnestly.

Zhao Tang's eyes were filled with envy. "It's great to have a rich and powerful backer."

Miao Yun didn't respond, but turned around and said, "Let's go, it's almost time to..."

The girl paused for a moment and stood there in a daze.

The sun was shining brightly, and a young man was walking towards them. The light and shadow falling on him were like the spotlight when the male lead of a play appeared on stage. His whole body was glowing.

She has a beautiful face and a graceful demeanor like a dragon and a phoenix.

Miao Yun remembered him, Shen Lanxi, the high school representative at the opening ceremony.

Shen Lanxi didn't look away as the two of them passed each other. The moment their paths crossed, a breeze blew from somewhere, bringing with it the sweet scent of gardenia.

Suddenly, Shen Lanxi stopped.

Miao Yun sniffed the faint fragrance at the tip of her nose. In addition to gardenia, there was also a base note of laurel blending with ice and snow.

"Youth is bound to be crazy. If you and I aren't crazy, how can we stand on tiptoe to see the top of the world?! Beat us!"

Where are there so many words of rebellion?

Shen Lanxi's eyelids twitched, and she quickened her pace towards the person who was making trouble on the roof.

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