The school idol is a girl: the battle for the campus NO list

Chapter 157 Fluctuations in the NO List (5)

Chapter 157 Fluctuations in the NO List ([-])
After hearing the answer, the class teacher hesitated for a second, and then looked at the correct answer in the textbook. Mu Qingqing's answer was correct.

"Well, sit down and listen carefully in class. My classmate Xia is number one in the school. Don't talk to her all the time." The head teacher didn't care too much about Mu Qingqing and waved her to sit down on the podium.

Mu Qingqing shrugged and sat down.

Xia Xingchen is No. 1 in her sophomore class, and her grades are higher than those of the student council president Feng Zakong. I wonder how she is so smart?
"Xia, how did you manage to listen to me and answer questions at the same time?" Mu Qingqing asked without turning her head, leaning against Xia Xingchen's desk.

"Huh?" Xia Xingchen picked up the pen, thought for a moment, and then said, "That's it."

There was no difference between saying it or not. Mu Qingqing was too lazy to continue asking. She suddenly remembered another topic.

"Hey, that's right! Is your brother really the No. 1 in previous sessions?"

"Yeah." Xia Xingchen responded, never putting down the pen in his hand.

"Your brother was a genius before. He directly applied to take the exam with his senior year as a freshman in high school. What did you two brothers grow up on? Can you still give ordinary people like us a way to survive?"

"Eat and drink water." Xia Xingchen smiled calmly.

My grandfather married a foreign woman. Although they separated after giving birth to my grandfather, in fact many generations of the Xia family have been of mixed race, and the dominant gene is relatively obvious. The Xia family are all smart and have congenital traits.

The bell rang for the last class. The class teacher had just left after saying get out of class was over. Afraid that Xia Xingchen would go back on her words and run away, Mu Qingqing blocked the door.

"Classmate Xia, do you want to go to dinner together?" Several girls in the class came over to ask.

After taking a look at Mu Qingqing's face, Xia Xingchen shook his head: "Sorry, I have an appointment, maybe next time."

The girls left again in disappointment. Mo Sileng packed up his books and was about to go out through the back door. Mu Qingqing, who was blocking the door, quickly opened the door and said respectfully: "Sister Mo, please go slowly."

Quite like a drama queen.

After Mo Sileng went out, Xia Xingchen also stood up: "Open the door, I will follow you. Where is Zhuo Bufan? Didn't you let me take a look?"

"Hehe." Mu Qingqing smiled, opened the door and looked around. Although they were in the next class, there was a long distance between the two classes. There were only four classes on the first floor, and each class covered a very large area. It's big, the corridors are wide, and there are statues and flowers everywhere.

Mu Qingqing glanced at the left side of the corridor, then turned to Xia Xingchen and shouted: "Xia, come quickly and take a look, he is here."

Xia Xingchen moved too slowly and was pushed by Mu Qingqing. He stood in the corridor and looked over there. A boy came from the left side of the corridor. He wore trendy sneakers and a pair of jeans. His dazzling chestnut brown hair was slightly raised, and his facial features were contoured. Clear and deep, although not particularly stunning, he looks very handsome.

The boy walked over slowly and called: "Qingqing."

"Let me introduce you, this is Xia Xingchen."

Zhuo Bufan glanced at the person behind Mu Qingqing. He stretched out his hand and said politely: "Hello, my name is Zhuo Bufan, Shengxuan No. 78. Nice to meet you."

"Hello, my name is Xia Xingchen, Shengxuan No. 79." Xia Xingchen went to hold the hand. If it weren't for his ability to leapfrog the challenge, the next person to fight might be Zhuo Bufan.

(End of this chapter)

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