She thought that with the conditions she proposed, the customer service would definitely be tempted.

The prize money for the champion of the Youth Art Competition is very generous. If this customer service representative gets half of the prize money, it will also be a considerable income.

Lin Moyu felt confident of winning and had a determined look on her face. Soon, she received a message from the other side. She glanced at the latest message column and her face froze immediately.

She gripped the phone tightly, and the light pink fingertips had turned white.

What do you mean you don't think highly of her?

This person has never seen her work!

Besides, she didn’t even know this customer service representative, so why would she curse her?

Lin Moyu gritted her teeth. She really didn't understand why this customer service representative was so arrogant! It was the first time she met someone who spoke so rudely!

Her first reaction was to argue with the customer service, but when she looked at the message box again, it showed that the customer service was offline.

Lin Moyu: “…”

It's like the fire in your heart is about to be released, but it is held back again.

The hard fist hit the soft cotton.

Lin Moyu took a deep breath and was about to give the store a bad review. But when she turned to the comment section, she realized that she had not placed an order at all, so she could not leave a comment.

Looking at the positive reviews in the comment section, she became angry again and couldn't help but mutter, "How can a customer service representative with such a bad attitude get so many positive reviews?"

Lin Moyu closed her eyes and forced herself to put this unpleasant incident behind her. She had to finish drawing the work for the competition today and had no time to waste with this kind of customer service.

She threw her phone aside and picked up the paintbrush again.

…

The two-day weekend passed quickly and Monday was here in the blink of an eye.

On Monday morning, Yun Yikai waited for Yun Qing in the car after breakfast. After a while, he saw Yun Qing walking out of the house with a schoolbag slung over her shoulder and a sleepy look on her face.

What’s rare is that Yun Qing didn’t wear a school uniform today. Instead, she wore a loose light blue sweater and a pair of black tight pants, which made her legs look particularly long and straight.

She was holding a packed breakfast in her hand, which must have been stuffed into her aunt's arms as soon as she came downstairs.

Yun Qing didn't even look at Yun Yikai. After getting into the car lazily, she leaned back in her seat and gently closed her eyes, looking very lazy.

Yun Yikai looked Yun Qing up and down and couldn't help but sigh, "I say, did you play games all night on Saturday and Sunday? How come you are so sleepy!"

Yun Qing didn't even lift her eyelids, and just hummed lightly as a response to his words.

Yun Yikai was really surprised. He originally thought that only people like him who could coordinate their brains and hands and feet liked to play games. He didn't expect that Yun Qing also played games, and it seemed that he was addicted to it.

Yun Yikai poked her arm and said, "You are so stupid, can you understand the game?"

Yun Qing slowly opened her eyelids, her indifferent eyes fell on him, without paying any attention to him at all.

Yun Yikai pursed his lips, feeling that he had just made himself look a bit awkward, so he moved to the side, leaving two seats away from Yun Qing.

…

Monday's class schedule was quite full, and Yun Qing lay down on the table after arriving in the classroom. The teachers of various subjects were used to this and did not say anything.

Until the end of the third class.

Lu Yanzhu watched Yun Qing fall asleep since morning self-study. Now it was the last class in the morning. She should have woken up even if she had played all night.

Only then was he ready to reach out and pat Yun Qing's shoulder.

However, before her hand landed on Yun Qing's shoulder, Yun Qing sat up straight, supported her forehead with one hand, tilted her head and glanced at Lu Yanzhu indifferently, and asked her lazily, "What's the matter?"

Maybe because he had been lying on the table for too long, Yun Qing's voice was a little hoarse, but it sounded crisp and somewhat intoxicating.

Yun Qing's eyes were slightly narrowed, as if she had just stood up from the table and was not very used to the sunlight in the classroom, but she looked very cool.

Lu Yanzhu coughed lightly and couldn't help but stutter, "Well, well, it was your Chinese teacher who told you to go find him when you wake up."

"Yeah." A slightly low voice said lazily.

Yun Qing left her seat and walked out of the classroom leisurely. How could she look sleepy at all?

Lu Yanzhu looked at Yun Qing's slightly slender back and swallowed silently.

Seeing that she seemed to be stunned, Ji Xuran couldn't help asking, "Hey, are you stupid? Do you think your deskmate is handsome?"

Lu Yanzhu turned around suddenly, straightened her back, and replied very firmly, "My deskmate is already handsome, do I need you to say that? I'm just curious if she was sleeping just now?"

It seemed as if she knew she was going to call her, and Yun Qing looked very sober!

Ji Xuran sneered and said disapprovingly, "I guess sleeping is just an excuse. She simply doesn't want to listen to the teacher's lecture!"

Arriving at the office door, Yun Qing knocked on it, went in, and went straight to the Chinese teacher.

The Chinese teacher is called Ling Yanqing, a young man who seems to have just graduated. However, Mr. Ling's dress is unique in the whole school.

Ling Yanqing had long hair, and he always wore it back, gathered it together, and tied it into a small braid behind his neck. He wore a light-colored robe and looked particularly gentle with a cold look, very much like a literati in the Republic of China period.

But Ling Yanqing's every move had nothing to do with a scholar.

When Yun Qing just entered the office, he saw Ling Yanqing lying on his back on the chair with his feet on the desk, humming the most popular tune of the time, and his feet moving in time with the rhythm.

Seeing her coming to find him, Ling Yanqing calmly put his feet down.

Yun Qing didn't want to figure out what was going on with this Chinese teacher, so she asked directly, "Teacher Ling, are you looking for me?"

Ling Yanqing looked at Yun Qing, nodded, and seemed to hesitate for a moment before he said, "Teacher, can I discuss something with you?"

Yun Qing raised her eyebrows, a little surprised. Ling Yanqing rarely interacted with students except for teaching.

In Class 21, students talked about their favorite or disliked teachers every day, but no one talked about Ling Yanqing.

Yun Qing's expression did not fluctuate at all, and she said calmly, "Teacher, you speak first."

The corner of Ling Yanqing's mouth twitched, and he immediately understood what Yun Qing meant. She was clearly saying that he should tell her what the matter was first, and then see if they could discuss it.

Ling Yanqing considered his words and said, "It's like this. The teacher hopes that you can treat all subjects equally in the next exam. If you don't want to write about other subjects, you don't have to write them. It's not a big deal. But Chinese is a subject that takes a lot of words. It's tiring to write a lot of words, so you should hand in a blank Chinese paper. Do you understand what the teacher means?"

Yun Qing curled the corners of her lips slightly. This Ling was dissatisfied with the student who did not leave any blanks on the Chinese test but still got 0 points.

She said two words with a half-smile, "I don't understand."

Ling Yanqing choked. A Chinese girl got 0 points in the Chinese language test, so it was conceivable that she might not understand what people were saying.

So he patiently explained it to Yun Qing again, "Think about the teacher's situation. You answered Chinese perfectly but got 0 points. If people tell others about it, they will doubt that I, as a teacher, don't know how to teach students."

Ling Yanqing lowered his voice and looked at Yun Qing sincerely, hoping that she would agree.

At this time, in another corner of the office, a soft and thin voice was heard, attracting Yun Qing's attention.

It’s Lin Moyu.

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