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

Chapter 227 I invite you to dinner

Zhao Yueqin was really pissed off by their attitude, her chest heaved and she patted the table while talking.

"Okay, you are very good, you are a group of capable people, from now on you can figure out the English class, I won't teach you any more!"

After she finished speaking, she stepped on her high heels and left again, but after a few steps, she seemed to remember something and walked back to the previous position.

He kicked the desk hard, causing the desk to buzz with dissatisfaction.

But this was just a small episode, no one took it to heart, it was just that the teacher was venting his dissatisfaction.

Sun Tong stood up suddenly, stretched out his hand, pointed at everyone in the class, and said righteously:

"How can you treat the teacher like this? Teacher Zhao is not here to teach us, so what about our English for a few months? Who can teach?"

"Hurry up and talk to the teacher, and let the teacher come back and teach us English!"

Class [-] students: "..."

It was simply inexplicable and unreasonable. Is this Sun Tong suffering from some serious illness?
Originally, there were only three months left, but the teacher came over to make up the lessons, but they didn't attend the lessons, and didn't let them do other homework.

Don't think that they didn't know that Zhao Yueqin gave them English lessons, and they didn't take them seriously at all. They were a little level, but not much.

They were mentally ill, so they went back and called the teacher back.

Seeing that his words were useless, Sun Tong stomped his feet, but he didn't know who said something suddenly.

"Sun Tong, you stomp your feet, but be gentle, don't stomp the floor through."

These words did not give face, her face turned red immediately, and she pursed her mouth, as much aggrieved as she wanted to be.

But no matter what, the students in this class were so confused, no one cared about her, Sun Tong immediately realized Zhao Yueqin's situation just now, and ran out with red eyes.

It's a pity that there are more than 30 people in the class, and no one has noticed that such a big living person like her has gone out.

When get out of class was over, Wen Wei just stopped writing and handed her answer to Lin Xiaomo.

"You take a look for now, and come and ask me if there is anything you don't understand."

Even though he said so, Wen Wei seemed to think that Lin Xiaomo should have no objection to this answer.

This answer is already the most concise answer she can write.

Lin Xiaomo took the draft paper like a treasure.

There are dense formulas on it, the handwriting is beautiful and correct.

At the same time as I took it, there was my own set of wrong questions on the side, and I compared myself on both sides.

She couldn't help but blushed, quietly raised her head, and looked at her deskmate.

Sure enough, the words are like the person.

How well this character is written by her, it is quite pleasing after reading it, unlike her character...

Like a dog crawling!
Feeling ashamed, he lowered his head, put the draft paper and the set of wrong questions on his desk, then picked up the pen and started to calculate on a new draft paper.

Just after writing a few words, I suddenly thought of a thing, a thing from a long time ago.

She poked Wen Hua's arm.

"Huahua, I heard that some time ago, the Wen family in the capital held a banquet. It was your welcome party, so now you are the eldest lady of the Wen family!"

Lin Xiaomo didn't go to that banquet. She is an ordinary family, and the Wen family usually doesn't send out invitations.

But usually, like holding a banquet, Wen Zhiran would take the initiative to invite the students from Class [-] to go.

But at this banquet, it was obvious that she was slapped in the face. She was mentally ill, so more people would know that she was the illegitimate daughter.

After hearing her words, Wen Hua probably knew what she wanted to ask.

Before, Wen Zhiran took her little followers and hid her identity together, but she was smart, she didn't say it clearly, she just meant it.

And she doesn't blow it up, like sisters complaining about their grievances.

It was Sun Tong who opened his mouth to move it to the public later, but because Jiang Yunrou came over later, this matter was left alone.

"There's nothing to say, if you don't speak at the best time, if you want to explain later, you won't be able to explain it."

If you want to add a crime, there is nothing wrong with it.

Since Wen Zhiran dared to speak like that, she was certain that she would not pursue it.

Lin Xiaomo nodded, she knew this feeling, but she wanted to say it but had no chance to say it, it was really uncomfortable.

Some feel sorry for Wen Wei, and suddenly find that the life of the rich is not so easy.

At noon, Wang Yue was doing well by Su Moze's side, but suddenly he ran to Lin Xiaomo's side.

"Wen...Student Wen Hua!"

Lin Xiaomo understood that this one was not looking for her, but the other one was looking for her deskmate.

Wen Hua raised her head upon hearing the sound, and the big boy's face suddenly turned red.

"Sister Hua... Sister Hua!"

Hearing this claim, Lin Xiaomo understood again, this is not coming here to be a suitor, this is here to be a younger brother.

Wang Yue stuttered when he said this title. This is also a title he summed up after spending a whole morning in the classroom.

The people in the first group responded with the greatest enthusiasm to this little fairy from the south of the Yangtze River, but in the end it was just a group of seventeen or eighteen-year-olds, at most they screamed in their hearts.

It would be a bit embarrassing if you really shouted it out.

No one knows when this appellation came out, anyway, it's easy to say when you call it.

"what happened?"

She still has some impressions of Wang Yue, but she thought it was just passing by in a hurry, but she didn't expect that he came to Beijing No. [-] Middle School after only a month

"I...it's noon today, it's noon now, can you invite me, no, can I invite you to dinner?"

He spoke incoherently, and seemed a little nervous.

"cannot!"

Su Moze didn't even think about it, so Wen Hua rejected it directly.

"I didn't ask you again, what did you say?"

It was easy to speak now, and he rolled his eyes along the way.

Since Wen Hua said that, he has locked himself in the house for a long time.

In fact, his family members don't pay much attention to his academic performance, otherwise he wouldn't be in such a mess.

After shutting himself in the room for more than a week, he finally figured it out, "Everything is inferior, only reading is superior."

He was not bad at first, but when he was in junior high school, he still couldn't resist the temptation, and after a year of messing around, he could only go to a vocational high school.

If you really pick up the learning, it is still a bit difficult.

The two schools are not far apart, and the news sometimes communicates with each other. Su Moze entered Class [-] of Beijing No. [-] Middle School, which is naturally not a small news.

Spread widely, even to his ears.

In the end, he decided to read more books and enter Beijing No. [-] Middle School.

(End of this chapter)