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Chapter 513: The Mental-boomed Principal, Welcome to Northern State No.l Middle School, Student Si (1)

[That must have been Sister Sang’s voice just now, thanks to her, a certain female star has learned how to engage with fans.]

[She used to not even post selfies, and now she’s learned to live stream.

Deserves praise.]

[No worries about the wife not engaging now, Sister Sang will make sure she’s right in front of the camera.]

Aside from shooting the cover for “Graceful Beauty,” Si Fuqing didn’t have many engagements in August and rarely appeared in public.

For other stars, their popularity would surely wane.

But since the last episode of “Survival 66 Days,” Si Fuqing’s popularity never dipped.

“I’m quite dedicated, alright?” Si Fuqing unscrewed a bottle of coke, taking her time, “And Sister Sang really spoils me. Believe it or not, a little coquetry from me, and I can laze around a bit longer?”

[Stop, stop, we believe you.]

[No coquetry, we can’t handle it.]

Sang Yanqing approached the entrance and opened the door, her gaze landing first on the director of admissions’ partially bald head.

Taken aback for a moment, she recovered, “May I help you two?”

“Hello, Miss Sang, I’m the principal of Northern State No.l Middle School.” The principal, in glasses, with his scholarly aura, introduced himself politely, ‘Mr. Yu sent us to conduct an entrance exam for Miss Si.”

Sang Yanqing:

The principal ofNorthern State No.l Middle School, with his daily responsibilities, personally came to Sijiu City for an entrance exam for her artist?!

Recalling the recent online comments about Si Fuqing not deserving to attend Northern State No.l Middle School, she already felt embarrassed on their behalf.

After a few seconds, Sang Yanqing apologized and explained, “Sorry, Si Fuqing is currently live streaming. I’ll call her down. Please have a seat, and I’ll have

Yuejian serve you some tea.”

“No trouble at all,” the director of admissions said, rubbing his hands, “We’re not in a hurry.”

He and the principal sat down on the sofa.

Xuejian leisurely prepared two cups of Pu’er tea for them and placed them on the coffee table before leaning against the wall with her arms crossed.

The director of admissions’ hand trembled slightly as he reached for the tea cup.

He had never seen Si Fuqing in person, but he’d seen his daughter’s posters of her.

This eighteen-year-old girl had quite the presence.

Why did Si Fuqings assistant also give offsuch an intimidating vibe?

Glancing quickly at Yuejian, the director felt somewhat uneasy.

Sang Yanqing went upstairs to call Si Fuqing.

Whispering, she said, “Si Fuqing, the principal of Northern State No.l Middle School is here for you, waiting downstairs. You’ve streamed for an hour now; that’s enough.”

“The principal is here?” Si Fuqing was surprised, “I’ll be right down. Please wrap up the stream for me.”

Turning back to the microphone, she announced, “My girlfriends, we have guests, so I need to go entertain them. Let Sister Sang chat with you for a while. ”

[??? We didn’t even get to see her coquetry, and she’s leaving already. If she really did, it’d be too much.]

[Sister Sang, please manage this star.]

[I suspect my wife is hoarding beauty in secret!]

“Right, right, she’s going to Northern State No.l Middle School,” Sang Yanqing sat down, smoothly continuing the previous conversation, “Not sure which class yet, but she likely won’t study with the other students. She’ll definitely be there for registration…”

As Si Fuqing descended the stairs, the principal hadn’t yet caught a glimpse of her face.

“Miss Si, hello, hello!” The director of admissions rushed over, “My daughter is your fan. Could you sign a photo for me? It’s her birthday soon, and I don’t know what else to give her.”

Si Fuqing paused for a moment, “Ah, sure, no problem.”

She handed the director of admissions an RM photobook.

The principal was exasperated, “Can’t you maintain some dignity? Act your age!”

“Hey, I have a daughter; you don’t,” the director flaunted the photobook, “What do I need dignity for?” The principal: ‘

How dare you.

“Miss Si, the thing is, with the changes in the college entrance exam, there’s no longer a clear divide between arts and sciences,” the director quickly got to the point, “Mandatory subjects are literature, mathematics, and english. Which three subjects do you want to choose for your electives?”

“Any is fine,” Si Fuqing glanced over, pondering, “But to keep it simple, I’ll choose physics, chemistry, and biology.”

The director of admissions froze, “Physics, chemistry, and biology… simple?”

Did she get it wrong?!

He remembered crying over physics back in his day.

Many students would choose history over physics..