Chapter 1 Qiu Meng

Qiu Meng had tonsillitis yesterday. After taking a leave of absence and getting a shot, she sneaked home instead of staying in the dormitory, so today she came to school from home.

As she was about to enter the school gate, she saw a boy and recognized him as Chen Yuan from that day, so she excitedly quickened her pace to follow him.

So handsome.

He had turned in his paper and left an hour early that day, so he didn't know what happened after he left.

It can only be said…

His set of actions – getting up, handing in the paper, leaving the classroom, and then grabbing his bag and running – messed up the exam rhythm of everyone present. After watching in stunned silence, they all looked up at the clock in shock, thinking that time was running out. But a glance revealed – damn, there's still an hour left!

And after the exam, after the teacher collected the papers, many of the students who hadn't left the classroom were discussing how awesome this guy was.

Especially the students from other ordinary provincial key schools, or even better municipal key schools, were sighing – Eleventh High is indeed pretty good, worthy of being the twin pride alongside Fourth High.

The guys from Fourth High who heard this were obviously unhappy, but they couldn't say anything. After all, handing in the paper two hours early was really outrageous. The exam machines of Fourth High, known as the Iron Blood Legion, wouldn't dare to do such a thing.

Although they could also pass, it would be quite close.

Feng Sheng knew that his own school's sense of honor was too weak. Thinking of Qiu Meng's low-key moment of surpassing the crowd in the fourteenth class, even you in the eighth class couldn't help but feel the excitement in your heart...

What do you mean, he's good…

But in his current state, even if he pretends, it won't feel satisfying enough. It feels like bullying the old and weak…

So, the best way to apologize is to stand within the opponent's control range and then be hit by e, followed by A, then w, then outer circle q, then a blood rage cleave?

"..." The seven were dumbfounded on the spot.

moonfornight,

What's wrong, the atmosphere feels a bit subtle and wrong today.

Today, I'm going to leave several foreshadowings for pretending and face-slapping. So good.

Such a fun thing, I couldn't help but share it with others.

Then the girls perked up again.

After honestly finishing speaking again, Sherry, who was the only one who laughed loudly just now, fell silent again.

"..." Li Youyou was embarrassed on the spot and sat back in her seat.

Feng Sheng also knew that he couldn't waste time.

No...

It can be said that he is our own Zhang Jianjun from Eleventh High!

She was able to get such good grades, and I obviously had four-eighths of the credit.

But what baffled me was that after saying that sentence, two people turned their heads.

"Hahaha, you actually ran into Lao Mo, you're done for, hahaha--" Sherry got excited again.

"Oh right, Fufu's knowledge points are really rich, that's the movie." Chen Yuan immediately praised Zhou Fu after noticing her statement.

Moon is dusk,

"Thank you, thank you." Qiu Meng clenched her fist to express her thanks, and then took out some money given by her grandfather from her pocket and put it on the other party's desk, "I made some money opening boxes, I'll return the money to you."

Alright, I don't understand.

There's no way, I pretended too much, no one can surpass me later, at most they can clumsily imitate the Source God.

Slowly, the boarding students also gradually walked into the classroom.

I actually did well this time, I should be able to pass, after all, I solved the geometry problem.

Li Youyou saw Qiu Meng coming, so as she was about to pass by, she awkwardly raised her hand and waved it gently.

Although the story of running to Jingnan is romantic, romantic stories don't need to be told to everyone.

In English, I can't even speak clearly...

If it weren't for Qiu Meng, no one else left in this class would be able to pass.

"Go to the classroom, go to the classroom." With a wave of his hand, Lao Mo sighed impatiently.

As soon as this name came out, various calls, exclamations, jeers, jokes, and giggles from some girls naturally came from the class…

Chen Yuan smiled cheekily and said, "For such a good poem, I'll just find a handsome, nice-sounding girl to read it."

Damn, I've met another abstract fun-seeker.

"Isn't that Father Zhou?"

"Who asked you? Shut up."

Perhaps I have solidified the previous knowledge, and haven't fully mastered the newly learned knowledge yet, but already have a relatively high foundation. However, the difficulty of the preliminary round questions is much higher than the impromptu test that day.

Feng Sheng is being too much, taking advantage of being a teacher to tease young girls, huh?

Zhou Fu's face also turned red from being said that, and she felt quite embarrassed.

Everyone's a peacock, huh?

Because laughing at this time would only have one meaning: ridicule.

As everyone knows, eating too much is not conducive to exams. I was able to perform like this precisely because you took on that share of calories and fat for me.

Qiu Meng originally thought that she could show off a bit in front of Lao Mo, and have some of that face-slapping plot.

I decided to use such an opening line as the third encounter between the two.

Raising his fist, Lao Mo wished he could give Feng Sheng two knocks on the head!

Qiu Meng nodded: "Hello."

I got this opportunity myself, and I have the right to waste it.

So, while the Chinese teacher was supervising the morning self-study, I seriously studied the notes that Zhou Fu gave me.

At this time, Zhou Fu had already sat down in her seat, so she explained, "I folded the upper corner of the book page, that's what you left behind yesterday. There aren't many things, but there are some new questions. If you need them, I'll explain them to you."

You just realized that?

Hearing this, the boys in the class relaxed.

"Attending a funeral."

"Yeah, goodbye teacher."

Then, he looked at the serious, pale-faced teacher again.

However, I didn't feel too depressed because of this kind of thing. My mind was all on everyone's evaluation of Feng Sheng after the competition, so I pretended to pack my stationery, but I was actually watching everyone's reaction.

Zhou Fu then asked in confusion: "But, why did you hand in your paper early?"

So today, when I saw Qiu Meng, I wanted to have a great chat right away!

But unfortunately, there are too many students at school who play Yuanshen...ah, who don't know Yuanshen.

Hello…

With your help, at least English and math have been solved.

"Then what's the deal with handing in the paper early?"

Leaving only Qiu Meng alone to face the storm.

Lao Mo completely dared not believe that this girl, who only scored seven hundred last time, dared to hand in the paper early on such an exam.

Zhou Yu changed his words at light speed, without any hesitation.

Ah, that's right!

"Sister Fuzi…" Zhou Fu felt something subtle about this title. However, there were other things in this sentence that I needed to refute, so I put the milk directly on my desk, "I told you, it's not friend money, I really don't want to drink it."

I definitely have a reason, if it's a reason that can't be avoided.

"Yuan'er, what did you sneak off to do yesterday?" Sherry raised her eyebrows when she saw Qiu Meng, with a gossip look on her face.

Qiu Meng hurriedly made a resisting stop: "Damn it, don't..."

"..."

People who can be called by Qiu Meng with that ratio...are all fun people, so Sherry immediately became interested and turned to participate in the topic.

I really…I'm going to cry to death.

"Ah...okay." Taking the crumpled money, Zhou Fu just wanted to stuff it into his pencil case. But she quickly realized and put it in her pocket.

Feng Sheng opened his mouth: "Teacher, I know you won't believe anything I say now, but..."

"I'll give you an idea, jump off from there." Qiu Meng pointed to the aisle for the guilty Feng Sheng.

That's right, don't stop.

"Ah...that, I mistook you." Zhou Yu stammered, "No, I called the wrong person..."

He is worthy of being Zhang Jianjun of Eleventh High, Zhou Yu had no choice but to apologize to Qiu Meng with a lowered eyebrow, and then honestly explained Qiu Meng's specific time of the crime that day.

But you're a bit ungrateful.

Why are you so stupid?

After all, I'm already used to being discussed.

Then, there was a burst of kind laughter in the class.