Young Master Lin, take care of your scumbag wife

Chapter 62 Black Monday
They were all taken aback when they saw Xu Mo, with a look of surprise on their faces, and then whispered:
"Is the sun coming out from the west? The female devil is not late?!"

"Hey, hey, have you heard? She lived with King Lin Yan, and beat her stepmother and younger sister before going to Lin's house!..."

"No way? Hit the elders?"

"The word spread in class 5 of the third grade, she beat Xu Xin into the hospital!"

"It's too cruel, Xu Xin is such a weak goddess, wouldn't she be seriously injured?..."

The three of them were chatting and gossiping, looking at Xu Mo with horror and contempt.

Xu Mo heard everything without missing a word, she kept silent and only sneered.

No need to guess, the news must have been spread by that damn girl Xu Xin.

Given the gossip-loving character of the students, within a long time, the whole school would probably know that she beat the elders!
Oh, she doesn't care, her mouth grows on other people, so she doesn't care how she likes it.

only……

She stood up suddenly, grabbed her schoolbag and threw it on the desk. The zipper was already loose, and the books inside fell out with crackling noises and fell to the ground.

The noise was so loud that the three girls were startled. They immediately shut up and returned to their positions.

Xu Mo picked up the textbook. At this time, the students entered the classroom one after another. Everyone seemed to have an appointment, and they always arrived at the classroom at six o'clock.

Today, young master Lu didn't come, and the seat was empty.

At [-]:[-], the English morning reading begins.

The class leader, An Lan, was on the podium as the representative of the English class to lead the reading. Monday is commonly known as Black Monday. After two days of rest, the students were a little listless, and the reading sound was like mosquitoes and flies.

Xu Mo pretended to be holding the book. She didn't know most of the English in the book. It was a bible, let alone read it out.

Five minutes later, the class leader came. As soon as he entered the classroom, Master Miejue scolded angrily, with a sharp and loud voice: "Stop! Stop everything!"

In an instant, there was no sound in the classroom, and 56 pairs of eyes looked at her.

"Look at the blackboard at the back, how many days are left? How many days are left for the college entrance examination!? Early in the morning, I feel exhausted and out of my mind!"

The good students bowed their heads one after another, and the students with poor grades really turned their heads to look at the blackboard. On the blackboard, there were clearly written one model, two models, three models and the time of the college entrance examination.

"In your state, what are you talking about about the college entrance examination, Pang Shuai, your first grade is going to be handed over to others, isn't it?"

The team leader was probably too angry. He criticized Fat Shuai by name for the first time. Fatty pushed his glasses and lowered his head with guilt written on his face.

Xu Mo shook his head lightly and sighed: A good student is a good student, and he is always praised, but once criticized, he immediately looks like he is dying.

In the final analysis, the psychological quality is too poor.

"Xu Mo, what are you laughing at?" Jue Jue's sharp eyes stared at him, and he scolded his face, "Do you think you are better than them?"

Xu Mo suppressed the smile on his lips, looked at the team leader with his eyes, and said nothing. He had already trained himself to be invulnerable to Miejue Shitai's reprimand.

Seeing her being so honest, Miejue Shitai glanced at the others: "Look at you now, you have worked so hard to go to school for 12 years, are you worthy of yourself and your parents?... If you can't get into the ideal university, what else can you do? Now the social competition is so cruel, there is no education and no diploma..."

"Teacher!" The head of the class was interrupted by Xu Mo, who slowly stood up.

Miejue Shitai looked at her with an ugly face: "What are you doing standing up?"

(End of this chapter)