Transmigrating as the Younger Sister of a Bigshot with Multiple Identities

A classroom full of parents, Gu Zhaoming and Ruan Xueling sat in the seats of Gu Yang and Gu Jin respectively.

The head teacher, Lao Wang, drove all the students out of the classroom, closed the door, and drew the curtains before officially holding a parent-teacher meeting.

"There are still 100 days until the college entrance examination. I hope that all parents can focus on their children's college entrance examination... We must create a good preparation environment, always pay attention to the physical and mental health of our children, and not put too much pressure on them...

During this period of time, we should first treat them like emperors, and then settle any accounts after completing the examination. "

While Wang Anbang was playing the PPT, he would also raise positive and negative examples from previous years from time to time to attract parents' attention.

Outside the classroom corridor, students were standing, most of them holding review materials in their hands.

At this time, Zhu Di and Mo Mo came back from a meeting on behalf of the first class.

Zhu Di held the rolled-up red banner in her hand and waved: "The custom-made banner for our class has arrived."

A group of people gathered around.

The banner was unfurled, and Little Fatty Lu put his hands on his hips and recited: "I have practiced a thousand times and have no regrets in my senior year of high school. I won the first place on the gold medal list. Who else would it be than me?"

The younger brothers Zhang Shan and Li Shi applauded: "Good! So impressive!"

Lu Mao frowned and asked Zhu Di: "I remember the result of our voting, wasn't it 'The king of heaven conquers the tigers of the earth, 985 on the whole test; the pagoda suppresses the river demon, 211 on the whole'?"

Zhu Di rolled his eyes: "Old Wang rejected it. He can't say anything unexpected. All classes have always been 211."

If we really go by the results of the voting, it would be domineering to hang a banner with another class, but it would be a bit silly to hang a banner with their class.

After all, many people aspire to higher education in Beijing University and BGI.

Momo also held a few oil-based pens in her hand, distributed them to the surrounding students, and then signed the banner.

Gu Yang signed his name on the character "Kui" in a very elegant and clear regular script, which was the favorite font of the grade-correcting teacher.

Gu Jin immediately took the pen from her hand and left his smooth signature on the right side of her name.

It is a stroke of running script, elegant and public.

Feng Jue, who was taking a step behind, pursed his lips, and then signed on the left side of Gu Yang's name, using the same regular script as Gu Yang.

Originally, Gu Yang and Gu Jin's names were side by side, but now that Feng Jue uses the same font as Gu Yang's, it seems like theirs are a pair.

The slightly curved corners of Gu Jin's mouth froze.

Feng Jue smiled softly next to Gu Yang and said, "Sister, our names match well together."

The corner of Gu Yang's mouth twitched, and she saw the cunning look in his eyes, "Did you deliberately ask your sister to sign first?"

After all, the boss sister likes to write running script. Once she signed her name, she couldn't change it.

Gu Jin's eyes shot coldly towards Feng Jue.

Feng Jue looked innocent.

Seeing this, Zhu Di, Mo Mo and Lu Mao also signed around Gu Yang's name.

In the end, Zhu Di also circled their group's signature with a big heart, and then wrote "One Zhongtian group will win the college entrance examination" next to it.

Gu Jin looked at the crooked love and looked away in disgust.

Feng Jue also felt that the circle of names was an eyesore.

Zhu Di and the others had fun.

After the red banner was densely filled with signatures, it was hung outside the classroom by Zhang Shan and Li Shi.

After that, everyone wrote their college entrance examination goals on the red ribbon, went downstairs in groups, and tied it to the osmanthus tree designated by their class.

This is also the tradition of No. 1 Middle School, which means "the toad palace wins the title".

The sweet-scented osmanthus tree in their class is relatively tall. Gu Yang has to jump up to reach the branches, which is not easy to tie.

Most of the lower branches have no place.

"Sister, let me help you."

Feng Jue stood behind her, suddenly held her raised hand, took the red ribbon from her hand, and tied it with his own.

The spring breeze blew away the red silk, and she raised her head slightly, looking into the boy's smiling eyes.