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Chapter 178, Dad is gone, Mom is here

Hubin Middle School is well-known in the Greater Seattle area, but it is not because it has emerged from the founder of Microsoft. As a century-old school and a private middle school, its teaching quality has long been verified by history. It is precisely because of this that it has attracted the attention of Gates' mother as a shareholder and allowed her children to go to school there.

It is precisely because of its hardware and software conditions that it was able to introduce a computer in the 1960s and 1970s and set up a computer room, giving Gates and his friends the opportunity to embark on the path of programmers.

It is normal for Solan to choose this school. The decision was made a long time ago. But he never expected that Arya would steal a car at this critical moment. Of course, the school leaders could not know the truth, and Arya would not foolishly say stupid words like "the prisoner is me", but since it happened the day before yesterday, Solan still has to deal with it.

"It's really surprising, it's a regrettable tragedy."

He sighed: "To be honest, as a policeman, I was at the University of Washington that night. I can't forget how your school bus was dragged out of the water."

This is the admissions office, with a loving couple sitting on the reception sofa, and the director of the admissions office was trying his best to explain what happened that night. Fortunately, Solan Adams and Mai Tooi are not only parents of students, but also personnel in the police system, and can deeply understand the school's difficulties.

"Yes, it's really miserable."

He sighed: "On yesterday alone, the school received calls from at least 30 parents, all of which questioned our ability to manage the school's assets. We were also speechless. The school bus was stolen, and then a group of crazy college students were rampant in the city. Looking around the country, how many cases can there be in a hundred years?"

"zero."

Solan took the conversation dryly: "Even Gotham has never happened. I mean, there was a case of stealing a school bus. It was a clown's trick to steal a bank, but if it was just a group of college students who were making trouble... Zero."

Ma Yi sat quietly beside her, wanting to laugh, and tried her best to hold it in, and the corners of her mouth couldn't help but twitch.

“Yes…zero.”

The director of the Admissions Office sighed: "If it were really a clown who stole our school bus, it would be fine, just a group of college students..."

Poor school staff, but this has nothing to do with Solan and others. After chatting, Arya's admission matters. Of course, there is no problem with the forged information provided by Selena, but it is inevitable that she will have to go through the entrance exam, but this is not a difficult problem.

Although it was a self-evaluation and self-test, Solan was still very confident in her ability to correct the test paper. Super simple mathematical calculations, easy and comfortable reading comprehension, rustling essay writing, and Arya's smart head was really a waste of her identity as a zombie.

The American exam has never been a rote memorization of knowledge. With the level of two thousand grades, it is not easy to deal with a ninth grade entrance exam?

In the quiet corridor, waiting for Arya to finish answering the questions, Solan whispered to Mai: "Actually, I think it's okay to just ask her to study at the University of Washington now. You also see her ability to answer questions, which is simply perverted."

"Are you a zombie after all?"

Mai casually played with her phone: "I already speak thirty-one languages. She only has a little seven or eight years and has not let it be abandoned. What is this achievement?"

Solan looked at the closed door, pricked up his ears and listened for a moment, and soon caught Arya's rapid pen speed. The sound of the water-based pen passing by the test paper was rustling, and it was obvious that the answer was smooth.

"Then I'll leave the next thing to you."

He looked at his watch and said, "That damn playboy, he actually wanted to bargain with me. Isn't it just a whisper? Isn't this guy missing that little money? I'll talk to him again, you..."

Mai glanced at him with a slanted look: "Are you sure you should call him Playboy?"

Solan immediately coughed dryly, then patted Mai's back gently and said softly: "Anyway, I'll leave early. Don't forget to change the plane to noon as soon as possible, otherwise you shouldn't be able to buy a ticket."

Mai nodded in agreement, but she looked at the exam classroom and looked at the time and said, "You're only five minutes away? I guess it's time for Arya to finish the questions in so long. Maybe we can go to the airport for a meal together?"

The corridor was a bit too quiet, making people wonder where the students were going. Solan sighed even more, why is it an administrative building if it was class time now?

"I thought we were dating now."

Mai didn't comment, just looked at the surrounding environment, then looked at her clothes, and then smiled slightly: "Who said this morning, I look like a female high school student?"

So, the corridor shouldn't be so quiet.

After three moments of silence, Solan stood against the corridor windowsill and gently put on Mai's shoulder.

Then there were two more moments of silence. Mai lowered her head slightly and frowned slightly: "Why does it feel so strange?"

"Because it was too deliberate."

Solan immediately smiled bitterly and put down his hand. Mai did not show any regrets, but shrugged her shoulders and said, "Indeed, only those students in love with Chu Ge will do this. We are indeed deliberately imitating now."

There was another melodious sigh, feeling more than anything else. Mai put on Solan's right shoulder, brushed a wisp of dust falling from his coat, and said, "Go, remember to come back."

"Um."

The phone kept receiving text messages since the early morning, making Solan too lazy to wait a few more hours. The plane at 4 pm was changed to noon, so that he could rest for a while after arriving at his destination. It was noon now, that is, if he didn't move faster, he wouldn't be able to catch up with the changed plane.

I believe that when he returns to the car, Mai has completed the due process.

Solan quickly walked out of the school administrative building and headed towards the parking lot. Now that the school time has passed, there are no idle people near the door, and the parking lot is full of students' cars. Solan swept over roughly and did not see any car priced at more than 20,000 yuan. Hubin is not the top private middle school after all, and there are indeed too few noble families on the West Coast.

“It still needs to be developed.”

He found his Toyota Domino and said to himself: "Compared with the East Coast, the west is still dominated by novices. Even if the manufacturing industry is now moved abroad, but..."

However, just as he opened the car door, a loud noise broke the calm of the campus.

With a buzzing sound, a black Lamborghini Bat sports car suddenly appeared, accompanied by a harsh tail-swinging sound, and stopped in front of the car barrier lever at the entrance of the school gate!

"Hey, be careful, this is a school!"

The guard ran out of the booth yelling: "Are you a student or a parent? Even if you are a school director, you can't drive it..."

The scissors door opened, and a pair of fair and slender legs stepped out lightly and gracefully on black high heels. The next second, the Asian girl wearing a red cheongsam evening dress completely ignored the guard's dazed gaze, put her hands on the scissors door frame, and showed a charming smile to Solan not far away.

"Good morning, my dear, why did you leave so anxiously? Shouldn't today be the day when our baby girl enters school?"

Facing this sudden uninvited guest, Solan's face turned green.

The guard's eyes also became very strange.

Because he clearly remembered that when the parent brought his child in, he was holding another young girl next to him.
Chapter completed!
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