Jiang Nian raised her head: "Second brother, are you not confident that I will pass the special recruitment exam?"
Ji Yanci remained silent.
It's just a simple high school special admissions exam.
If his sister can't pass, then probably no one in the whole country can.
“Although Canxing has good teachers, the atmosphere is terrible,” Ji Yanci said in a slightly somber tone. “The students have a strong sense of hierarchy. If you hadn’t insisted, I wouldn’t have wanted you to go through the special admission process.”
Although Ji Yanci also disliked the school's blatant money-making tactics, which divided students into different classes based on their family background.
However, when the most valuable resources are in the hands of a few, they can indeed make rules to gain more benefits.
He would rather do something he despises and give money to the school than let his younger sister suffer.
Jiang Nian raised an eyebrow slightly: "Second brother, I think that when you don't like a rule, you shouldn't try to conform to it."
“Oppressed people rarely have the courage to resist because they have no one to rely on. If they resist, their situation will only become more difficult, so they might as well just endure it silently from the beginning.”
“But I’m different. I have powerful backers, so I’m not afraid.”
Ji Yanci was momentarily taken aback.
Then, seeing the girl's confident eyes, he smiled gently.
indeed.
His sister has the entire Ji family as her backer.
So she can do whatever she wants, in whatever way she likes.
No matter what happens, her older brothers will always be there to protect her.
He couldn't resist ruffling his sister's head: "Okay."
*
The next day.
On the first day of school at Canxing School.
Standing at the gate of Canxing School, Jiang Nian finally witnessed what a top-tier aristocratic school in China was like.
Looking around, the cheapest of the vehicles that take these young masters and ladies to school are luxury cars worth over three million.
The outdated Ferrari that Jiang Ranran once secretly showed off on the first day of school at the English-medium school is not even worth mentioning here.
Moreover, luxury cars don't attract attention here. It's the shared bicycle that Jiang Nian rode up beside him that really draws attention.
However, the young masters and ladies dressed in various British uniforms didn't bother to glance at Jiang Nian.
After all, he was clearly a poor, specially admitted student.
Taking another look at them would only lower their status.
"Niannian, I'm here!" Tang Qiuya got out of the nanny van and ran towards Jiang Nian.
The night before, Canxing specially delivered a school uniform to Tang Qiuyue. The black and gold uniform was well-tailored and had a high-quality feel, with an exquisite and dazzling metal badge on the chest.
Next to the school name is a large gold letter S, which is hard to ignore.
The school uniform colors and badges clearly indicate the social class of the students.
The special admissions students wore drab gray school uniforms and didn't even have badges.
Han Xu arrived shortly after, wearing the same S-class badge school uniform, with heavy dark circles under his eyes and messy, tousled hair.
It's obvious that he was "kindly" pulled into a long talk last night.
"I have an exam in a bit, you two go to Class 1 first," Jiang Nian said.
Canxing's class assignments are not like those at Yingzhong, which are based entirely on rankings.
All the S-level students are in Class 1, and the rest are randomly assigned to other classes. Among the specially admitted students, the best-performing students are sent to Class 1, while those with lower grades are assigned to other classes.
In other words, only Class 1 is special; the other classes are no different.
Jiang Nian carried her backpack and walked towards the admissions office.
She was the only new special admission student at Canxing this semester, so the admissions office simply set up a table in their office.
There's no possibility of cheating under the teacher's watchful eye; the exam is conducted and graded immediately, and results are available right away.
As Jiang Nian walked into the corridor where the admissions office was located, a girl in a gray school uniform hurried over with her head down and accidentally bumped into her shoulder.
She knocked her backpack off.
"I'm sorry, I'm so sorry, classmate," the girl said, her face filled with fear and her voice full of apology. "I didn't see anyone in front of me. Let me help you pick up your things."
As she spoke, she picked up the bag with a guilty look on her face and handed it to Jiang Nian.
Jiang Nian's gaze paused for a second.
He took the backpack and said casually, "It's nothing."
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