Daiyu: After being reborn, who still wants to be a yandere?

His brows could not help but frown:

"Student Lin, did you fail all the subjects in the final exam last semester?"

Daiyu couldn't understand the Arabic numerals, but she had seen the original owner's test paper, and it was indeed full of crosses.

She could only nod.

After Zheng Yan heard this, it seemed that this Lin Daiyu had also made it to Nancheng No. 1 Middle School, so she sneered and criticized the Dean of the Academic Affairs Office:

"Director, if such results were given to our school, it would affect the admission rate. You will be held responsible!"

After saying that, she took the test paper and left.

The Dean of the Academic Affairs Office knew what Zheng Yan meant. He was only arranging for Lin Daiyu to enroll in school according to the principal's instructions over the phone.

Zheng Yan is the principal's daughter. It is impossible for her to come and remind me for no reason. This must be a deliberate arrangement and instruction from the principal.

Thinking of this, the Dean of the Academic Affairs Office returned Daiyu's transcript to her and said:

"Student, your grades are really bad. Our school cannot admit you."

The little guy next to him stretched his neck to look at the report card and couldn't help but secretly shook his head:

No one is perfect. I guess my sister used all her skills on that pear.

Thinking of this, he stretched out his hand and typed a string of words on his watch:

[How to get into Nancheng No.6 Middle School? ]

At this time, He Shuirong's phone beeped and he replied:

【? 】

After thinking for a while, he added:

【I will still pick you up in the evening. 】

He Zimo directly typed on the keyboard:

[Give me a place in Nancheng No. 6 Middle School! ]

He Shuirong didn't know what his nephew was doing. He arranged for him to go to primary school a few days ago, but he ran away from home out of anger. Now he wants to go to high school?

His IQ and learning ability are certainly no problem for him to go to high school, but why did he have to choose such a crappy school?

Thinking about the pile of things to deal with in the laboratory, he didn't have time to take care of this kid. Isn't it just going to high school?

As long as he doesn't run away from home again.

He then called the leader of South City.

When Wu Shuhua saw the incoming call, he was so scared that he couldn't hold the phone steady. He quickly pressed the answer button:

"Mr. He, hello!"

You can see his servility through the screen.

He Shuirong said coldly:

"Arrange an admission qualification for me to Nancheng No. 6 Middle School."

……

Even after hanging up the phone, Leader Wu still felt as if he was walking in a fog, not knowing which direction to take.

No, Mr. He called him personally. He didn’t want to discuss bidding or contracts. He just wanted a high school admission qualification?

His legs and feet were still shaking uncontrollably.

Nancheng No. 6 Middle School, principal's office.

Principal Zheng made an internal call to the Dean of the Academic Affairs Office:

"Hey, Xiaoji, hurry up and prepare an admission qualification."

The director of the Academic Affairs Office was confused. What happened today? Is someone coming to No. 6 Middle School again?

"Okay, Principal, which grade are you in, arts or science?"

Principal Zheng told him mysteriously:

"No matter what grade you are in, remember to follow the other person's instructions and provide good service."

What, you don’t even know what grade you are in?

After hearing this, the Dean of the Academic Affairs Office felt that he was unfathomable. Usually, the people who kept this kind of window paper unbroken were all heavyweights.

"Okay, principal, I understand."

Principal Zheng continued:

"The city leaders specifically gave me the quota. It's very important. When the other party comes over later, as long as you hear He Zimo, you can handle it directly. You are not allowed to ask any other questions."

After hanging up the phone, the Dean of Academic Affairs still felt a little uneasy. From the principal's tone, this He Zimo must be a big shot. However, there was one thing he couldn't understand:

Normally, with this kind of relationship, the back door would not lead to their No. 6 Middle School. What happened this time?

**

Daiyu and her friends came out of the Academic Affairs Office and sat by the flower bed to think of a solution.

He Zimo received a message from He Shuirong:

【Go directly to Nancheng No. 6 Middle School to report. 】

At this time, Daiyu was frowning, not knowing what to do.

Bai Fan comforted him:

"Xiaoyu, it's okay. How about we call your father and ask him? He's in business, has a lot of resources, and must know a lot of people."

Although Bai Fan didn't want to ask her son-in-law for help, her granddaughter had to go to school anyway, and forcing her to do it was not a solution.

People are under the eaves, how can they not bow their heads.

Even based on the original owner's memories and his own impressions, he did not have any good feelings towards Lin Chenhui.

As a time traveler from ancient times, she knew very little about this world. She encountered these bad things on her first day.

Daiyu had no choice but to nod:

"Looking at the current situation, that's the only thing we can do."

Bai Fan picked up the phone and dialed Lin Chenhui.

When Lin Chenhui saw that it was Bai Fan calling, he thought it must be that Lin Daiyu had done something again, so he simply turned on the silent mode on his phone and pretended not to see it.

"Xiao Yu, he didn't answer the phone. Maybe he's busy. How about I call Ye Su and ask him first?"

After saying that, Bai Fan called Ye Su.

At this time, Ye Su was in the kitchen, directing the servants to prepare a nutritious brain-boosting dinner for Lin Xi. When she saw Bai Fan calling, she couldn't help feeling a little annoyed.

She took a piece of paper and walked to the living room while wiping her hands:

"Hey, Mom, I'm busy making a brain-boosting meal for Xixi. I don't have time."

When Bai Fan heard this, he quickly gave a brief account of his current application for admission.

Ye Su had no patience and just said:

"Mom, I know, but I don't have time to care."

……

When Lin Xi heard that it was Bai Fan calling, she frowned.

"You're really troublesome. You called me as soon as I left. Brother Xiao Ran, when you get married, you must discipline her well!"

Xiao Ran didn't want to hear any news about Lin Daiyu. He thought Lin Xi was jealous, so he assured her:

"Xixi, the person I like is you. It's impossible for me to marry that woman."

After hearing this, Lin Xi felt as happy as if she had eaten honey. However, she thought that Lin Daiyu was engaged to him. If this hidden danger was not removed, it would always be a worry. So she tried to test him:

"That's not necessarily true. After all, you two are engaged."

Xiao Ran hates this, it seems he has to quickly cancel the engagement with Lin Daiyu.

But he himself could not make the decision. After all, Lin Daiyu insisted on getting engaged to him, and his family, in order to repay their kindness, could only say:

"Xixi, please give me some time, I will definitely find a way to solve it."

Ye Su's phone rang again. She thought it was Bai Fan calling again. She wanted to hang up directly, but when she saw it was an unfamiliar number, she picked up the call.

"Hello, are you Lin Xi's parent?"

Ye Su heard this and responded politely:

"Yes, what's the matter?"

"Hello, hello, I'm from the Academic Affairs Office of Nancheng No. 6 Middle School. Our school would like to invite Lin Xi to attend our college entrance examination experience sharing session. Our school has specially prepared an attendance allowance for her."

Ye Su:

"I'll ask my daughter and get back to you then."

"Okay, thank you for your hard work. I'll call you when the time comes. Lin Xi's grades are really good, and our school is looking forward to her attendance."

……

After hanging up the phone, Ye Su briefly told Lin Xi about the matter and planned to directly refuse the other party when the call came.

Generally, Lin Xi would not be interested in such experience sharing sessions at other schools, let alone going to a poor school like Nancheng No. 6 Middle School.

However, she heard that it was South City No. 6 Middle School—