As she spoke, Li Hai prepared to take out Wei Yan's report card.
The person standing in front of her was Wang Fang, the form teacher of Class Two's experimental class.
There were already many people consulting, so Wang Fang was already a little impatient. Now that she saw that Li Hai was dressed very plainly and had messy hair, like an ignorant country bumpkin, Wang Fang felt that her child's grades definitely were not impressive.
What kind of impressive child could such an ignorant country bumpkin raise?
In particular, a few women who were similar to Li Hai already consulted her previously. She had been patient and talked to them for quite a while In the end, their children's scores were not enough to enter the school at all, but they wanted her to open a back door for them. What a joke. How many people were waiting to get accepted the school? If they took in such underachieving students and they didn't do well on exams, it would lower the standard of the entire school.
Therefore, Wang Fang immediately said impatiently with a straight face, "Can't you see that so many people are asking lining up in front to ask for advice? You came later, so you should line up at the back. Why don't you know the rules?"
After being scolded by Wang Fang, Li Hai immediately felt a little embarrassed and quickly apologized, "I'm sorry, I was too impulsive."
With that, she retreated.
Wei Yan was very dissatisfied with Wang Fang's attitude and felt that she was a snobbish teacher.
Generally speaking, the students recruited by the teachers in school would be directly placed in their class. Now that Wei Yan saw Wang Fang's attitude towards her mother, she didn't want to go to the class led by Wang Fang.
Even if Wang Fang treated her well only because of her grades, what if her grades fell? Would Wang Fang not value her anymore? The more Wei Yan thought about it, the more she felt that this was very likely to happen.
As soon as Li Hai left, another woman cut in line. However, she was much smarter than Li Hai. She shouted at the top of her lungs, "My son scored 546 points. Can he get accepted into the school?"
She was holding the hand of a fair-skinned boy. The boy looked gentle and handsome, and the woman was dressed casually. Although the clothes she was wearing were not expensive, her hair was combed very neatly, making her look refined.
Upon hearing the other party's score, Wang Fang immediately changed her attitude. She put away her cold expression and smiled brightly. "Of course. Just come here and register."
Her attitude was completely different from before.
The cutoff score for City No. 1 High School this year was 530 points. This male student scored 16 points higher and was handsome. If he could be accepted into her class, he would be considered the representative of the class. At that time, she could brag that the students in her class were good-looking and had good grades.
Just thinking about it made Wang Fang feel smug, and her attitude became even more friendly.
Li Hai was stunned when she saw this scene. Then, she felt aggrieved and indignant.
Her daughter's grades were clearly higher. Why didn't the teacher wait for her to finish? Also, this woman was cutting the queue as well. Why didn't the teacher make her queue at the back?
Li Hai had thought that teachers were all well-bred, let alone a top-notch teacher from No.1 High School. She didn't expect to see a different situation than she had imagined just by registering today.
When Wei Yan saw the boy, her expression quickly turned cold because this boy was the murderer who had killed her in her previous life, Song Chen.
At this moment, Song Chen stood silently in front of the woman and smiled, giving off a friendly and gentle vibe. Coupled with the fact that everyone had heard his score, they looked at him with admiration.
Wei Yan felt disgusted and amused.
He always appeared so amiable. In her previous life, she had been fooled by his gentle facade. Song Chen was handsome and athletic. He was also the class monitor of Class Two, the experimental class. If he was her boyfriend, how proud would she be?
Wang Fang chatted with Song Chen enthusiastically while praising him.
A mocking smile appeared on Wei Yan's lips. In her previous life, Song Chen was the class monitor of Wang Fang's class. Wang Fang liked Song Chen very much and protected him all the time, giving him many privileges. It turned out that Wang Fang had already taken a fancy to Song Chen when he signed up. This was something she didn't know in her previous life.