Quickly wear a female supporting role: your male protagonist has turned black again

Chapter 341 Three or two ebony plums outside the bamboo ([-])

Qiao Wei looked away half excited and half disappointed.

really!

Wu Zichu can also behave like a male peacock with its tail open to Mr. An, it is 1, it must be 1!

Hey, how pitiful she is, the cannon fodder female supporting role between Gong Jun and Shou Jun!
The little baby of the system dared to play word games with her, so he must take good care of it later and let it know who is the master!
……

Qing Qiaowei's grades were among the bottom ones in Taoyuan Middle School.

According to the admission rate of 30% in the school in previous years, if she wants to enter the No. 900 Middle School, she must climb from the 1000th in the whole school (there are 300 students in the third grade of junior high school) to the top 600, which is an improvement of [-] positions.

Moreover, Qiao Wei's goal is not just to get into No. [-] Middle School.

She needs a good scholarship to finish high school by herself.

Therefore, Qiao Wei boldly wrote down "No. 748 Middle School, [-] points" on the high school entrance examination volunteer and target score statistics table collected by the school, and was taken out by the head teacher as a negative teaching material for making trouble. .

"Is she going crazy because she wants to take the No. [-] middle school?"

"The full score is only 750 points. I am really curious how she can get 748 points."

"Just her grades? Forget it! It's been three years, and I haven't seen her pass any of the final exams."

"Student Wu's target score is only 740 points, what face does she have to fill in 748 points!"

An Cheng kicked Qiao Wei's stool several times, and secretly wrote a note to her: "Hey, brat, did you write 5 as 7 by mistake?"

Even the teacher is very disapproving of her approach.

"It is a good thing to have ideals, but they are too divorced from reality, have too many expectations of themselves, fill in the score line that they know is impossible to achieve, or think that completing the target score is equivalent to really scoring so many points in the test. Psychological comfort or something... I hope the teacher will never see such a voluntary statistics form in the future."

The head teacher said, returned the form that Qiao Wei had filled out, issued a new form, and asked her to rewrite a solid and achievable form.

Qiao Wei copied the original form without saying a word, and handed it over again.

"Classmate Qing." The head teacher took a deep breath and pushed the glasses frame on the bridge of his nose. "As a human being, you shouldn't be so ambitious, what do you think?"

Qiao Wei nodded seriously, "Yes, I just think that the goal must always be set a little higher than the expected value, so as to motivate myself to improve."

"High... a little?"

The homeroom teacher held the 748-point target score form she had filled out in one hand, and a set of mock exam papers that she scored 450 points last month in the other, forcing out questions between her teeth.

"Are you sure it's just 'a little bit'?"

Qiao Wei replied in a relaxed tone: "I will try my best to catch up with this gap."

Now, the whole school is boiling.

During the break, the classroom was crowded with alumni watching Qiao Wei.

"Hey, is this the weird guy in your class who said he was going to get a score of 748?"

"I remember that the province's top student in the high school entrance examination last year only scored 748 points?"

"She wants to be the number one scholar in the exam?"

"Most people have to deduct one or two points for their English composition. If they can get this score, they must get full marks for their Chinese composition. Is it for her confidence?"

There was a lot of discussion outside, but Qiao Wei still went her own way, pretending she didn't hear it, and didn't make any response.

The irritable An Cheng was the first to slap the table hard, unbearably.

"What are you looking at? You don't want to study, you don't want to take exams! You only know how to hide behind your back and talk about others every day. How can you be ashamed of being such a bitch?"

Not to mention, the effect of his voice changer is quite remarkable once he has a good voice.

After chasing the person away, An Cheng put his hands in the pockets of his school trousers and dragged him to Qiao Wei's desk. He leaned forward and put his elbows on her desk.

"I said smelly girl, do you really want to take the first middle school exam?"

"Ah."

"Tsk tsk, you have ambition, I really can't see it." An Cheng taunted a few words in a strange way, and suddenly tapped his fingers on the table, forcing her attention back. "Hey, with your grades, it's really difficult to achieve this goal. How about it, do you want to follow Master Ben, Master Ben will teach you personally?"

Qiao Wei stared at him blankly for five seconds, reached out and grabbed the desk behind him casually, and put a set of mock test papers under his nose.

"Here are your results from the last mock exam."

There is a bright red "20 points" on the test paper, which is the correct score for multiple-choice questions.

The rows of duck eggs are neat and uniform, which is shocking.

"I remember that your total score is only 290, which is not as good as mine."

"..."

An Cheng only felt that there was nothing wrong with being stabbed in the chest!
Indeed, Qing Qiaowei ranked over 900th in the school.

And An Cheng was ranked 1000th, that is - the last.

A real crane tail.

Now, the last one volunteered to give tutoring to the 900th?
Qiao Wei's teeth are about to fall out of laughter, okay?

"What's the matter!" An Cheng said unconvincedly. "I hired a tutor, why don't you come to my house to study with me at night!"

As soon as these words fell, the two of them felt a chill coming from a certain direction.

Turning his head to follow the source, Wu Zichu was lowering his head to concentrate on taking notes, while the people next to him were playing around, sleeping, reading novels, no one seemed to pay attention to this side.

However, Qiao Wei has reason to believe that this hostility comes from Wu Zichu who seems to be innocent.

"Come to my house at night" or something, it's very dirty when you hear it, okay?
Mr. 0 invites the cannon fodder female partner to go home to his house, Mr. 1 will definitely be angry!

Qiao Wei immediately shook her head like a rattle.

"No no no!"

Treat married husbands with respect and keep them at a respectful distance.

If you can't stay away from it, you should also try to reduce your sense of existence.

"actually……"

Suddenly, Wu Zichu's dull voice came from the right side.

Qiao Wei felt nervous for a while.

Mr. No. 1 is about to explode!

"If you have any questions, you can ask me."

Wu Zichu is a well-deserved academic master, firmly sitting on the throne of the first grade.

If he performed normally and nothing happened, he might be number one in the city and number one in the province this year.

Therefore, Wu Zichu's words carry a lot of weight.

Qiao Wei's heart was almost full of beauty, and she said in a hypocritical manner: "Then why bother you?"

"Don't bother me." Wu Zichu said calmly. "Anyway, we are at the same table and live close to each other. Welcome to discuss topics at any time."

Qiao Wei was about to smile like a chrysanthemum, when she suddenly felt the eerie feeling of being possessed by a spirit behind her.

Ruined!
In order to anger Mr. 1, Mr. 0 invited her, a cannon fodder, to "discuss topics" at any time, and Mr. 0 became angry!
Qiao Wei suddenly had a headache.

Promise to Mr. 0, Mr. 1 is angry.

He agreed to Mr. 1, but Mr. 0 got angry again.

How can this be good?
(End of this chapter)