The sweet smell of citrus

As the environment changes, there will always be some people who will gradually fade, and new people will appear.

Cheng Jialan was rebellious from the beginning, and became silent after hearing it.

That night, she couldn't sleep on the bed.

She knows the class monitor's grades, the first in the grade, as long as the world doesn't collapse, it's basically the material of a prestigious school.

What about her?With just over 400 points, it's just a second in terms of extraordinary performance.

Then--

The earth-shattering friendship between a rich girl from a third-rate university and a poor student from a prestigious school?

It all sounded like a joke.

And I don't know what university the squad leader is going to go to. If it's really what old man Cheng said, wouldn't it be very uncomfortable.

No, this won't work.

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Song Yi found that recently Cheng Jialan began to care about her grades.

On the day when she knew the grades clearly, she waved the report card lightly, holding her face and said: It's okay, people in our family never care about my grades.

In the past few days until the winter vacation, Cheng Jialan sent messages every day, saying: I am studying and the monitor.

Greetings in the morning, reply: I am studying, monitor.

Ask in the afternoon, reply: I am the monitor, I am studying.

At night, she couldn't help making a phone call, "Student Cheng, are you still studying?"

"Just finished learning."

"So hard?"

"Squad leader, haven't you learned?"

Really not, Song Yi thinks that the winter vacation is only ten days short, plus it is connected with many festivals, she also got a good result in the exam, and is going to relax, "Recently I am very loose."

"……envious."

"Don't talk about me, why did you suddenly think about grades? Did Uncle Cheng tell you?" If she hadn't been scolded, she couldn't think of any reason.

Unexpectedly, Cheng Jialan categorically passed this reason, and said a little arrogantly on the phone: "How is it possible, old Cheng can't scold me. I'm in charge of my studies."

"That is--"

The reason seemed to be fine, but it seemed a bit strange to say it to the class monitor like this. Cheng Jialan didn't answer the question directly, but changed the topic, saying: "Nothing special, it's just that old Cheng said something about the future, Me, I think it makes sense."

"Squad leader, the college entrance examination is almost here, I forgot to ask you, which university do you want to go to?"

The little girl's skill at switching questions is really not that good.

One second he refused to tell the truth about his sudden efforts, and the next second he asked Song Yi about his favorite university with curiosity and concern.

So why care about this achievement?

Song Yi was slightly startled, clutching his phone, thinking about Cheng Jialan's face, and said, "I might go to Shanghai to go to university."

"Magic City?" The answer was completely different from what he had guessed. Cheng Jialan was startled, "Going to Demon City? Aren't you going to Q University or B University, monitor?"

"Probably not, my target university is Fuda."

"Why?" With that grade and having stayed in the imperial capital for so many years, shouldn't he be thinking about staying here?This is also more convenient.

"There may be more opportunities in the devil's capital, and... it can be regarded as fulfilling an elder's last wish."

Last wish, the meaning contained in these two words is too heavy, Cheng Jialan didn't continue to ask this topic, and talked about some light things instead.

When he was about to hang up the phone, Song Yi casually asked, "How about you, Jialan? Which university do you like?"

"I, I haven't thought about it yet." Hell, I never thought about taking college entrance exams before. I was so happy in high school that I was too dumbfounded.

After she answered passively, the initiative of the conversation was in Song Yi's hands. Song Yi's voice was low and slightly seductive, "Then have you decided which city you want to take the exam?"

"Have you thought about it too?"

After finishing speaking, she smiled lightly and whispered a word inadvertently, "It would be a pity if we couldn't be in the same city in the future."

"We are thousands of miles apart, even meeting by plane is not easy."

The next day.

At the dinner table, Cheng Weiguo and Cheng Jialan ate.

After Cheng Jialan finished eating, he put down his chopsticks and raised his head: "Father, I've made up my mind."

"?"

"I want to go to university, I want to go to Shanghai Art Institute." Cheng Jialan seemed very determined, "I must go to this school."

Cheng Weiguo:? ? ?

Suddenly something happened.Why did you suddenly decide to go to Shanghai?

Chapter 47 When Did You Became So Deceitful

Cheng Jialan didn't say why he had to go to Shanghai, but Cheng Weiguo didn't ask because she didn't want to say it. Anyway, the reason was there. Even if he didn't say it clearly, he knew it was pretty much the same.

So, this is the power of role models.

Seeing that the daughter who was basically disobedient on weekdays was holding the test paper, discussing the topic with the tutor, and writing quickly, Cheng Weiguo showed a thoughtful expression.

Where Cheng Jialan couldn't see, he called Song Yi.

As soon as she received Cheng Weiguo's call, Song Yi felt a little guilty. She had guessed Cheng Weiguo's arrangement for Cheng Jialan before, and she probably hoped that she would perform well and go to a university in the imperial capital. No matter what kind of university it is, she would do well. Spend these years and learn some knowledge.

just now……

She used some small tricks to change Cheng Jialan's goal.

"Hello, Uncle."