Chapter 110 Arts? Science?
"What?" Zhang Wanwan was stunned. "Didn't you say you signed up for the liberal arts class?"
Yan Zeyu just smiled and said nothing. Zhang Wanwan didn't want to press him to ask questions, but many guesses flashed through her mind.
With Yan Zeyu's guidance, Zhang Wanwan went directly to the third floor. The second-year high school students were assigned four liberal arts classes on the fourth floor, plus one science class six, so the third floor was full of science classes.
Zhang Wanwan was used to climbing to the sixth floor, so she was a little uncomfortable with the fact that the number of floors had been reduced by half.
The new classroom is right next to the stairs. Just go up and turn around.
Zhang Wanwan looked at the class list next to the door and saw her name on the first one, so she stepped straight in.
There are many new faces in the new class, but most of them are people Zhang Wanwan is familiar with. Luo Jingyun and Bao Yaqing are still in this class, and the three of them can continue to get together.
Zhang Wanwan had just sat down when the restless little girl Luo Jingyun came up to her and said excitedly, "Wanwan, Wanwan, did you see that? That Yan Zeyu is actually in the next class. Brother Tian said he applied for the arts, but he ended up in the science class 2. Isn't that incredible!"
Zhang Wanwan nodded, lowered her eyes and said calmly: "It is indeed quite surprising."
"Hey! Do you know which class Huang Liting is in?" Luo Jingyun smiled mysteriously.
Zhang Wanwan and Bao Yaqing looked over curiously at the same time.
Luo Jingyun raised her head proudly and said, "I know! She is in Class 3 of the Arts Department!"
"What?" Bao Yaqing exclaimed, rolling her eyes cutely, "How could it be?"
She thought that woman Huang Liting would always pester Yan Zeyu, so why are they not in the same class now?
Bao Yaqing couldn't figure it out, and Huang Liting was even more confused. Looking at the class assignments on the bulletin board, her eyes turned red, her fists clenched, and the nail on her ring finger was deeply broken.
The little friends who played with her were also confused. They looked at Huang Liting worriedly, not knowing how to comfort her.
"Li Ting, maybe there is something wrong? Why don't you go and ask?" Xiaoqiao suggested weakly.
"Yes, yes, didn't you fill out the application form according to Yan Zeyu's? Why is there such a big difference now?" another girl said in surprise.
Huang Liting's tears welled up in her eyes. She bit her lips tightly and said nothing, then turned and went to the Academic Affairs Office.
The Dean of the Academic Affairs Office had just arrived at the school. Before she even entered the office, she was blocked at the door by Huang Liting. She was immediately displeased. She had a deep impression of Huang Liting. Seeing her like this, the Dean of the Academic Affairs Office felt a headache. After opening the door, she asked impatiently, "Student, what do you want?"
"Teacher, I want to change classes." Huang Liting directly stated her purpose.
The Dean of the Academic Affairs Office's face darkened instantly. He stared at Huang Liting fiercely and said sternly, "This is a school, not your home where you can do whatever you want. The school has its own rules and regulations. The arts and science classes are arranged according to your application forms and grades. What are you dissatisfied with?"
Huang Liting bit her lip and said, "I regret it. I don't want to study liberal arts. I want to study science."
With a "bang", the Dean of the Academic Affairs Office slammed his hand on the desk and said angrily, "Huang Liting, what do you think school is? I asked you when you filled out the application form for arts and science, and I also told your parents about this issue. It was you who insisted on choosing arts. Now the results of the class division are out and posted on the bulletin board. You said you want to change your application? I'm telling you, it's impossible! Get out!"
The attitude of the Dean of the Academic Affairs Office was extremely tough, but Huang Liting did not move and just stood there.
The Dean of the Academic Affairs Office was so angry at her that he almost vomited blood. He simply took the materials, locked the drawer, and went to the principal's office in a rage.
The principal was holding a mirror and carefully tidying up his remaining three hairs. When he saw the Dean of Academic Affairs, he put his things away and asked in a serious tone, "Dean Sun, what's wrong?"
"Don't mention it, Principal. I'm almost mad at Huang Liting. Let's just fire her!" Director Sun took a chair and sat down.
The principal asked with amusement, "Why? Did she cause you trouble again? I've already told you that we should just leave students with such backgrounds alone and don't take them too seriously."
"Isn't this serious?" Director Sun's eyes widened, and he jumped up and recounted what had just happened. He covered his head and said with a headache, "Principal, if this continues, I will really shorten my life by several years. I have been in No. 1 Middle School for so many years and have seen many students, but none of them are so weird. I really think she has mental problems!"
"Hush!" The principal glared at Director Sun in a warning tone, then picked up the phone and called the Education Bureau. "Hello, is this Section Chief Huang? Oh, I'm the principal of No. 1 Middle School. This is what I mean."
Director Sun listened to the principal's phone call silently. When the call ended, the principal said with relief, "Okay, Director Sun, you don't have to worry about this now. They will solve it themselves."
Director Sun also smiled and flattered, "Principal, the old ones are the wisest. If it weren't for your call, I wouldn't even have to go into the office today. But what about Huang Liting's relatives? Will they really take care of it?"
"What else?" The principal said with a smile, "She's not his own daughter. Huang Liting's behavior has exceeded his bottom line. Everyone cherishes their own reputation. How can he not care?"
"Then why didn't you go directly to Mr. Huang?" Director Sun asked curiously.
But the principal rolled his eyes at him. "Although the incident at the beginning was a big deal, it was not too big. To put it simply, it was just a conflict between classmates. If this kind of thing is reflected, what do you think others will think? The problem this time is different. After all, the issue of the division of arts and sciences has also been reported to the Education Bureau. In addition, we have reported it to the students' parents in advance. Now that the matter has been settled, Huang Liting has gone back on her word. The nature of the matter is different! In short, we don't need to care about this matter. They should solve their own problems themselves!"
Director Sun understood and sat in the principal's office for a long time until the bell rang. Then he returned to the Academic Affairs Office. Sure enough, Huang Liting had left, but he didn't know when she left.
The school returned to silence.
In the classroom of Class 1, Science Department, Grade 12, Su Ranran was re-assigning seats for the students. With the grades of Grade 10 as a reference, there were no exams at the beginning of this semester. As expected, Zhang Wanwan sat with Leng Ziyue again. The people in front and behind were all old classmates. Everything seemed to be the same, but there were also big differences.
(End of this chapter)
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