Chapter 917 Eighty Little Wolfdogs, a Little Dragged (61)

Su Qiao smiled sarcastically: "Oh, you didn't come, or you didn't pass the exam at all, you know it very well."

The old lady Su on the side couldn't get used to Su Qiao, and snorted coldly with disgust: "I said so confidently before, but after a long time, it's also a posturing."

The old village chief was squatting under the big banyan tree at the head of the village smoking dry cigarettes. Hearing what Mrs. Su said, he got up and walked over:

"Mrs. Su, don't talk sarcastically here, no one will think you are dumb if you don't speak."

"Little Qiao, is there something wrong? Your grades have always been good, so there's no reason why you can't pass the test."

Even Xiao Jingsheng, whose grades were not as good as hers, passed the test, so it made no sense that Xiao Qiao would not pass the test.

Su Qiao glanced at Su Qiaoqiao meaningfully: "The village chief, something went wrong, I was going to ask the principal!"

If this matter doesn't make a big deal out of it, I'm afraid Su Qiaoqiao won't take it out at all.

"Then let's go, this is an important matter, you have to ask carefully."

The old village chief attached great importance to this matter and hurriedly urged.

"Well, thank you village chief."

In Su Qiaoqiao's somewhat panicked eyes, Su Qiao left the village with Xiao Jingsheng.

Two hours later, Su Qiao and Xiao Jingsheng returned to the village.

Alongside them were the high school principal, and a middle-aged man in a postman's green vest.

Su Qiao asked Xiao Jingsheng to run to the front, and called the old village chief to come out, and a group of people quickly went to Su's house aggressively.

Just as Su Youqing was about to go out, he saw them unexpectedly: "You...?"

The principal was now full of anger, pushed him away, and walked directly into the Su's courtyard.

When he saw Su Qiaoqiao, he pointed at her and looked at the deliveryman beside him: "Look, is it her?"

The post office deliveryman took a closer look: "Yes, that's her. She said she was Su Qiao's sister, so I gave her the big envelope with the notice."

"I..." When Su Qiao said she was going to find the principal before, Su Qiaoqiao was a little panicked.

After she ran home in a hurry, she wanted to tear up the notice, but she was a little reluctant, and she was a little lucky in her heart.

After all, it's not that the loss of the notice has never happened before.

And it's all over in the end.

But she did not expect that Su Qiao not only brought the principal, but also found the postman of the post office so quickly.

Seeing her guilty face, the principal understood everything and stared at her with anger: "Su Qiaoqiao, don't say you didn't take it."

"Also, it's useless even if you hide Su Qiao's notice, because even if you don't have the notice, there are a lot of colleges and universities rushing to admit Su Qiao."

"Do you know why?"

"Because Su Qiao has full marks in every category except for her language! She is the first in the country this year."

"No. 1 in the country, No. 1 in the country, understand?"

"It's not just a notice that can stop her. The country will never allow a real talent like her to be buried."

He was still excited at first, but this year's national champion actually fell into their small Honghai Middle School. He didn't expect such a big thing to happen as soon as he turned around.

Fortunately, Su Qiao is smart and knows to come to him.

The old village chief didn't believe that Su Qiaoqiao would have such courage, but seeing her panicked look at this moment, what else is there to doubt?

He was so angry that he almost smashed the copper cigarette rod in his hand: "Good you Su Qiaoqiao, you even dare to hide Su Qiao's college notice.

How can you girl's heart be so broken?

If you can't stand it yourself, don't let others do it. People like you, staying in my Xiaohe Village will only be a scourge. "