The favorite of the global group, the delicate daughter blows up the Beijing circle

Chapter 225 New classmate, ancestral collection of wrong questions

Xu Ting stood where he was, not knowing what it was like.

After all, these two people are still destined to have nothing to do!
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It's been calm for a few days, and school will start on Monday.

It is reasonable to say that the college entrance examination is about to come, and it has only been a few months, and no one should transfer to another school, but unfortunately, a new classmate came to the class.

"This is our new classmate, Wang Yue, everyone welcome!"

Qu Dan stood on the podium, and the boy next to her was a head taller than her.

Everyone is familiar with Wang Yue. He had a fight with Su Moze back then, so it's hard not to be famous.

However, in the past few months, he has settled down a lot, and he is a little less aggressive than before. He looks rather naive.

"New students, let me introduce myself, everyone welcome."

The students in Class [-] still gave Qu Dan a lot of face. There was warm applause, and the big boy blushed a little.

"Big... Hello everyone, my name is Wang Yue, Wang Yue of Yue Wang Goujian."

He stuttered a bit at the beginning, but he became a bit more imposing in the end.

Su Moze sneered when he heard it.

The voice was very low, and few people noticed it, but Wen Hua turned his head and glanced at him, and Su Moze shrank his neck, not daring to make any further movements.

The pen in his hand kept spinning, he scratched his head a little irritably, opened his mouth to bite off the cap of the pen, took out "[-]" and wrote there non-stop.

The writing was quite smooth, after all, after studying hard for a month, the results were like rockets, from the bottom No.1 to the top [-] in the school.

You can also earn more than 400 points, and a little less than [-] points.

Su Moze didn't have a tablemate, after all, no one dared to be with him.

Qu Dan felt a little embarrassed, but Wang Yue said very obediently: "Teacher, I'll just sit next to Su Moze."

By the way, he also explained, "If I think I don't understand, I can ask him."

Su Moze was immersed in the sea of ​​questions, when he suddenly heard Wang Yue talking about himself, he suddenly raised his head, his eyes widened like copper bells.

Are you talking about yourself?

This is easy to handle, Qu Dan let go of his tightly frowning brows, showing a kind smile.

"Alright then! You sit next to classmate Su Moze."

Su Moze's grades are not going up or down now, and it's a bit embarrassing to say that Wang Yue's grades are even worse than Su Moze's.

So much so that when he transferred from a vocational high school to Beijing No. [-] Middle School, the head teachers of all the classes were unwilling to accept him.

However, Wang Yue has a background, his family owns a mine, and he has a lot of money, so he directly donated two buildings to the school.

No. [-] Middle School had to accept it even if it didn’t accept it. Anyway, the college entrance examination was coming soon. It was a good deal to change two buildings in three months.

With such a total, the person was simply sent to the seventh class.

How do you know that people don't like Class [-] and want to go to Class [-], so let's just go to Class [-]. After all, the school has collected all the money from others, so it's not good to return it!

And Qu Dan didn't mind having more students, so he decided happily.

But when he was in the principal's office, Qu Dan was a little worried that this student would not be easy to deal with. After all, the capital is such a small place, and she had heard of Wang Yue's reputation in a vocational high school.

This person is a thorn in the head, but he doesn't know what kind of stimulation he received, and when he was about to take the college entrance examination, he asked to transfer to another school.

Then the grades also reached the minimum standard for admission to No. [-] Middle School. Qu Dan said that he was unwilling to let go of a child who was willing to study.

On the way, I also chatted with him a few words, and Qu Dan felt that this student is really willing to study, as long as he is willing to study, it is not too late.

"Self-study in this class, there are few classes in the third year of high school, and there is a lot of time for self-study. Students should not be in a daze in class, but must take advantage of it. These spare time will check for omissions and make up for vacancies."

"It's still the same sentence, 'The universe is uncertain, you and I are dark horses!' Do you understand?"

"Understand!"

How could you not understand?
After the students in Class [-] answered, Tongyi began to pick up the pen and write and draw on the paper.

Lin Xiaomo bit her pen and looked at a physics problem with a look of deep hatred.

When the get out of class bell rang, she threw the pen and leaned on the table behind.

Han Su pushed her, "Why are you so heavy? Be careful, my table was almost toppled by you."

"Han Su!"

Lin Xiaomo gritted her teeth and called out his name.

"How dare you say I'm heavy? Do you know that you can say whatever you want, but you can't talk about a girl's weight."

"Oh," Han Su responded indifferently, "I don't know!"

In this way, you owe as much beating as you want.

"Very good, my fist is hard!"

She clenched her fists tightly, why does this person deserve to be beaten so much!
Su Moze turned his head when he heard the commotion here.

"Can't you tell the girl's weight?"

He looked ignorant, Lin Xiaomo suppressed the anger in his heart.

"That's not the point, the point is, Han Su said I was heavy!"

"I said it, I said it, I said it, what can you do with me?"

There was really nothing to be done, Lin Xiaomo gave up the route of a fierce girl, sat on the stool, and began to hold Wen Hua's hand and groan.

"Hey, blah, blah, blah, blah, blah, blah, blah, blah, blah, blah, blah, blah, blah, blah, blah."

"He wrote three physics questions in 10 minutes of a class. I was depressed at first, but I didn't expect him to be angry with me!"

Wen Hua: "..."

How should she answer this?

But before Wen Hua could speak, Han Su rubbed the goosebumps on his hands,

"Are you sure you want to say that? When did your style look like this..."

Han Su didn't even know what words to use to describe it.

"Nicky?"

Lin Xiaomo rolled up her sleeves, as if she wanted to have a fight with Han Su.

Wen Hua stopped him.

"Didn't you say that you only wrote three questions in one class?"

"Is there no way? I'll teach you!"

When two people fight, she doesn't know who wins, she only knows that her side needs to be clean.

Lin Xiaomo's eyes lit up, she didn't belong to the kind of people who can read the answers, she still needs someone to teach, sometimes you can ask Wen Wei if you can't.

But if I asked too much, I still felt that it would be too much trouble for her.

Now that Wen Hua has spoken like this.

She...hehe!
Lin Xiaomo rubbed her hands and took out a thick notebook from the belly of the table.

Wen Hua's eyelids twitched, and a bad feeling arose spontaneously.

"This is my ancestral collection of wrong questions!"

What should I say about this book?

Remove the cover, visually it is two centimeters thick.

Although it is said to be a set of wrong questions, Lin Xiaomo probably knows where the mistakes are in all the questions in it, but there are a small number of them. Even if the teacher explained it, she still couldn't understand the series.

It's not that she hasn't heard of Wen Hua's lecture, it's very good.

But just because she said it so well, she was even more attached to it.

Several times she wanted to sacrifice her own collection of wrong questions, but because of its thickness, she gave up.

Afraid to scare Wen Hua!
(End of this chapter)