At the main entrance of Jingwen High School in Tongzhou North, shortly after the sunshine rose, cars gathered in front of the school gate. The middle-aged and well-dressed middle-aged men took teenage girls and got off the bus and gathered outside the school gate to chat. Today is June 30. Although it is not the enrollment date announced by Huang Jingyao, it cannot stop the enthusiasm of domestic parents. They are also afraid that they will be late and cannot queue up. As early as a few days ago, parents came one after another. Even if they register at the guard office first, they can be interviewed first after the enrollment starts. That is also good. ●⌒,

This also developed unconsciously. After Huang Jingyao posted his Weibo post on July 1st admission, someone came the next morning. The guard of the doorman said that he would not recruit students now, but the other party repeatedly begged them to come across provinces. Even if they do not recruit students now, can they register first? When the admissions start, they will be interviewed in advance in order. They said so twice at a time, and more people came across provinces and started registering.

Then, Jing Wen also officially announced that the registration time was from 8 am to 6 pm every day, which led to the trend.

Another car arrived. After a man and two women walked out of the car, they looked at the crowd gathering in front of them, and at a glance there were hundreds of people. The pretty girl couldn't help but exclaim, "So many people?"

"Register first. I heard that yesterday, some people had already registered more than 5,000 people. Principal Huang's new school only recruited 1,000 students. We are still late. If we were fully recruited before, it would be bad. Maybe there are still people here to stay up late to queue up." The middle-aged man beside the girl also frowned, swept over a large number of figures, and then smiled, "Is there really someone sleeping here and queuing? It feels like a floor shop outside the train station waiting for a car."

The crowd here is basically parents accompanying their children, but at the outer wall of the doorman's room, there is a thin figure sitting against the wall on a mat with bedding blankets on the mat. The boy himself buried his head on his bent knees and his arms covered it, as if he was sleeping. There were no parents around him, which was too eye-catching.

The middle-aged man and his wife and daughter joked a lot, and without thinking too much, he walked towards the boy.

"Little handsome guy. It's time to wake up." When the boy approached, the middle-aged man bent down and pushed him slightly.

He came to wake up the boy, one was to remind the other party out of kindness, and also wanted to find someone to talk to and see the situation.

Unexpectedly, when the boy raised his head in his words, the face that could be seen in his eyes was frightened so much that the middle-aged man suddenly stood up from the squatting position, his face full of shock. The two women who walked with his steps also screamed on the spot.

As the screams came, parents or students chatting around heard the sound, there were another frightened scream.

The boy was not able to tell his height when he sat, but he was only weak. However, his face was really scary. From his forehead to his lips, there were continuous and dense scars left after burns. This made the face look hideous and terrifying.

Because of this kind of hideousness, after screams, there were still figures that couldn't help but retreat, and the sight seemed to be full of weirdness.

With a lot of screams and strange gazes, the boy turned red, and he hurriedly buried his head again, and his already curled body also shrank a lot again.

The middle-aged man standing in front of him also looked awkward and a little at a loss, "I'm sorry, I'm sorry."

After apologizing twice in embarrassingly, he took his wife and daughter away.

"What's going on? This kid..."

"I don't know, I saw him there yesterday, and I heard that he was there the day before yesterday."

"Ah? If you were there the day before yesterday, it would be just registration. You should have passed the registration?"

"I don't know, where is his parents? He is the only one?"

"So ugly, so scary."

"Speak quietly!"

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When the family went farther, there were waves of whispers on both sides. The content also surprised the family that awakened the young man. After all, registration is registration. After coming, you can leave by signing up and leaving the contact information. How many days have you been here?

"Dad, he is so ugly." After a few seconds of speechlessness, the girl whispered to the middle-aged man. The middle-aged man hurriedly glared at him and signaled his daughter to shut up.

When the atmosphere outside the school gate became a little subtle, another figure came from deep inside the school gate. The young man was wearing a security uniform and carrying a few bags of breakfast in his hand. When he walked to the guard room, he did not enter but walked out directly. When some parents wanted to step forward, the young man waved his hand and placed the breakfast beside the boy on the mat, patted the other person's shoulder. He turned around and walked back to the guard room, and even spoke to the back when he entered, "My name is Xu Hang, responsible for the management of registration. Let's start queuing now."

Hulala, figures were queuing in a hurry. As for the competition, it was not very fierce, but several teams were arranged randomly and orderly.

Although there are many people here, there are actually only thirty or forty students who have left the students aside.

The process of queuing up and registering is also not slow. In the queue, many people still swept over the burned boy who was eating with his head down and his face covered, and his emotions were strange.

After a busy trip, the crowd outside the school gate gradually disappeared after half an hour. Even if someone arrived occasionally, it was not a big arrival and no team trend was formed in front of the school gate. There was not only Xu Hang responsible for registration in the guard room, but several security guards.

After being busy until after nine o'clock, Xu Hang, who was delivering food at the beginning, walked out of the guard room and squatted down, smoked and said with a smile, "Chen Hui, you are quite stubborn, don't worry, the principal will come back today. When he comes back, I will arrange for you to see the principal first. However, whether it will succeed then depends on your own luck."

The boy raised his head again, still with that terrifying and hideous face, but his eyes were full of gratitude, "Thank you, Brother Xu."

A hint of sigh flashed in Xu Hang's eyes. After a flash, he patted Chen Hui on the shoulder again. He wanted to say something but straightened up again. He stared at a Buick coming from the road for a few times before hurriedly saying, "The principal is here."

Chen Hui was shocked, got up and took a look, and suddenly turned around and left when Buick approached. Moreover, he walked directly down his head and walked towards the corner of the wall toward the outside.

"Huh?" Xu Hang was stunned, and grabbed Chen Huicai and said speechlessly, "What are you doing?"

"I...I'm so ugly..." Chen Hui's eyes were full of panic and helplessness, and timidity and fear.

A trace of helplessness flashed in Xu Hang's eyes. At the same time, Buick also stopped at the school gate and rolled down the rear window, "Xu Hang, what's wrong?"

When Huang Jingyao saw Chen Hui pulling by Xu Hang, he slightly shocked when he saw the scarred side face, but he didn't show any obvious emotions on his face, but pushed open the car door and walked down.

"Principal." Xu Hang bowed and looked at Chen Hui a little embarrassedly, "This is Chen Hui, from Nanxiang Province. He came to the school alone three days ago and wanted to sign up for the school."
Chapter completed!