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Chapter 28 Transferred

As soon as the voice fell, the entire examination room could hear the quiet needle drop, only the rustling sound of the pen tip sliding across the scroll surface.

Jiang Qin's heart is like a bright mirror, she knows why Jiang Mingzhu deliberately fell down the stairs.

She wanted to avoid the exam, but couldn't find a suitable reason, so she came up with this trick of hurting the enemy a thousand and hurting herself eight hundred, and took the opportunity to plant the blame on her.

Jiang Mingzhu, you are digging your own grave!

"Crack!" Jiang Qin threw the black marker pen in his hand on the table, and said in a casual tone, "Teacher, I am going to be the first person in the school this time."

"puff--"

"Hahahaha!"

There was a burst of ridicule in the examination room, and some people even laughed directly.

"Who gave her the confidence to say that she can be the first in the school."

"The penultimate is also the first. There is nothing wrong with her words."

"Hahaha……"

Their volume was not low, and they were not afraid of Jiang Qin's hearing.

Shi Yunqi's face turned pale: "Everyone has their own ambitions. It doesn't matter if you don't know how to learn. Don't spoil the style of the fifth class. Your parents have already talked with the school, and the transfer procedures have been completed. , In other words, there is no need for you to take this exam, and you are no longer a student of Dijing, so pack your things and leave quickly."

Thinking that she was leaving soon, Shi Yun felt better immediately, and her face slowly returned to normal.

"Transfer?" Jiang Qin raised her eyebrows with a casual posture, as if the person who was transferred was someone else instead of her.

Needless to say, Shen Biyun's mother and daughter must have encouraged Jiang Jizong to do something good.

Standing up, Jiang Qin held a pencil case in one hand and picked up the math papers spread out on the desk with the other. There was a cold light hidden in the bottom of his slightly restrained eyes, which made people unable to see any emotions, but there was an inexplicably strong sense of coercion, which made people Don't dare to let out the air.

She walked lazily to the edge of the podium.

"Ms. Li, I will hand in the paper."

Jiang Qin handed the paper to the invigilator very politely.

Li Haixia, a special-grade teacher recruited by Dijing with a high salary last year, is the leader of the third-grade Chinese team and the current Chinese teacher of Class Five.

She is obsessed with teaching. It is said that she loves every student as her own child. She is both a teacher and a friend. She never labels the students. Not only is she highly valued by the school leaders, but she is also supported and loved by the students.

When Jiang Qin came to her side, her whole aura changed, the sense of coercion and chill dissipated, and she became pure, well-behaved, polite and decent.

Li Haixia took the test paper and showed a kind and encouraging smile to Jiang Qin, "Take care of the family affairs and communicate with your parents more. It is best to stay in Dijing. If you can't, go to another school to study. "Heaven rewards hard work, as long as you work hard, gold will always shine."

"Thank you, teacher."

After saying that, Jiang Qin slowly picked up the schoolbag on the podium and left the examination room.

The quiet examination room became noisy again, with cynicism and criticism.

"It seems that the thing about her pushing Jiang Mingzhu down the stairs is true."

"Of course it's true. She is an illegitimate child, and she has the same skills as the mother of the third child."

"Really, it's no wonder she can't even match Jiang Mingzhu's hair."

"It is inevitable for waste to be cast aside." The person who spoke had a sense of superiority.

"Such a lowly and vicious person feels disgusting even in the same school as her. Get out early, and you can return to class five earlier and the school will be quiet."

"Quiet, do you still want to take the exam?"

Li Haixia reprimanded, and frowned seriously and looked around the examination room. Everyone became quiet in an instant, and continued to answer the questions, but the corners of their eyes and brows were full of gloating.

　A good teacher is an Easter egg in life.

　　
　
(End of this chapter)