The next day, Yang Ning woke up very early because today was the first day of his high school life. He had to prepare well.
Last night, Yang Shuo had already arranged everything. He had also informed the leaders of City B's First High School.
With Yang Shuo's status, it was easy for him to arrange for his son to be a transfer student.
"Son, you're almost done preparing, right?”
"We should set off." Yang Shuo's voice rang out in the living room.
"Daddy, I'll go downstairs now!" Yang Ning walked out of the room and down the stairs.
"Tsk tsk!"
"This outfit is fine!" Seeing Yang Ning walk downstairs, Yang Shuo sized her up carefully. Her delicate face, her petite body, and her charming primary school uniform made her look like a child star.
Looking at Yang Ning's outfit, Yang Shuo felt like he was looking at his younger self. His eyes were bright and his young face was expressionless. He was very calm, as if he had lost his childishness. He had a determination, calmness, and calmness that did not match his age.
Especially that pair of small gem-like eyes, she had completely inherited her mother's beauty and brightness.
"Daddy, am I very handsome?" Yang Ning asked with a smile.
"Do you know what it means to be handsome?" Yang Shuo rolled his eyes at Xiao Jian.
"I know! He could attract girls and get the admiration of many girls. This was handsome!”Yang Ning said in a childish voice.
"Wrong!" Yang Shuo smiled bitterly and said seriously,"Son, remember, the true meaning of handsomeness is shamelessness!”
"As long as you are shameless, you are the most handsome.”Yang Shuo smiled and said," Your father was too shameless back then. That's why I managed to woo your mother.”
"Are you shameless?" Yang Ning raised her toot hands and pinched her cheeks.
In terms of shamelessness, could anyone compare to him?
Yang Ning held Yang Shuo's hand confidently and walked out of the villa. As a transfer student, he didn't need to bring too many things with him. His father had already arranged for people to prepare everything he needed.
All Yang Ning needed to do was to report to the director of the Year Three of City B's First High School.
Soon, the red flag sedan slowly left the villa and drove towards City B's First High School.
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The weather today was exceptionally sunny.
There was not a cloud in the sky, and there was a blazing sun overhead. There was no wind, and all the trees stood there listlessly and lazily.
As a key high school, City B's First High School nurtured countless students. Every student who studied at the First High School came with their own dreams. They all wanted to shine here.
This year's college entrance examination had also received a lot of attention. The leaders of the municipal bureau and the provincial leaders had personally come to encourage the students in the third year of high school to add fuel to the fire for the final month of the sprint.
Of course, as a key high school in City B's First High School, the entry requirements were not low. Many parents were trying their best to squeeze their children into the school.
However, there were only two ways to enroll in the First High School of City B.
The first was to meet the admission score for the junior high school examination.
The second was to use the back door!
Yang Ning was honored to use the second method.
Through the back door!
No matter how strict the school was, as long as one had connections and money, one could enter.
Therefore, Yang Ning came. As a transfer student, she had spent money to enter.
It took about 40 minutes to get from Yang Ning's home to City B's First High School. Along the way, he listened to his mother's new song," Half a Pot of Gauze," on a loop in the car. The more he listened, the more he realized how extraordinary this song was. It was filled with Zen and made people immerse themselves in it, forgetting all their thoughts and worries.
Yang Ning couldn't help but admire her mother, the queen of the music industry and a top-notch music producer, for being able to write such a beautiful song.
"Son, we're here!" Yang Shuo shouted and drove the car into the gate of City B's First High School. He stopped at a teaching office building.
"Have we arrived?" Yang Ning pouted, opened the car door, and hopped out.
"Daddy will bring you to report to the director of the third year first!”Yang Shuo held Yang Ning's hand and walked towards the office building in front of him.
"Dad, you seem to be very familiar with this place!”Yang Ning followed behind Yang Shuo.
"Because this is Dad's alma mater.”Yang Shuo patted Yang Ning's head and walked towards the stairs.
After a while, the two of them arrived at the fourth floor, the director's office.
Bang bang!
Yang Shuo knocked on the door.
"Please come in!" A middle-aged woman's voice rang out.
"Sorry to disturb you! Hello, Teacher Gao!" Yang Shuo immediately opened the door and greeted the Year Three director with a smile on his face.
"Yo! Isn't this our big boss, Yang Shuo?”
"Why did you think of coming back to see Teacher!”Seeing a familiar figure walk in, Gao Lan, who was originally sitting in her office chair, stood up immediately, her face full of surprise.
Gao Lan had a deep memory of Yang Shuo. Back then, she was Yang Shuo's physics teacher. In the blink of an eye, more than ten years had passed.
"Teacher Gao, long time no see!"
"Yang Ning, come over and greet Director Gao.”Yang Shuo waved at Yang Ning behind him.
"This is your son!"
"So cute! She looks so much like you, especially her facial features. She looks so much like you back then.”Gao Lan's eyes lit up when she saw Yang Ning. She squatted down and wanted to pick her up.
"Auntie, you're too old. I only let pretty sisters carry you!”Yang Ning pouted and dodged.
"You child!" Yang Shuo smiled bitterly, appearing somewhat helpless.
"Teacher Gao, this is my son, Yang Ning. He skipped a grade to Year Three today.”Yang Shuo held Xiao Jian's small hand and said with a smile.
"What?"
"It's this little brat who wants to be a transfer student for the third year of high school!”Hearing Yang Shuo's words, Gao Lan was dumbfounded.
Previously, Yang Shuo had greeted her, and even the principal had personally greeted her, asking her to make proper arrangements. She did not expect it to be such a little brat.
Heavens!
Was he crazy?
To actually let such a wimp study in his third year of high school, as parents, did they have a cramp in their brains?
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