"Following my brother is really good; my brother is quite the target of the Zerg's hatred."
After being interrupted by Gui Gui, Mingmei simply hung up a "Temporarily Closed" sign on the shop door and blatantly slacked off.
In that instant, Mingmei suddenly remembered her mother talking about the wonderful life of a salted fish.
Absolutely wonderful~
Mingmei let out a comfortable sigh and sat down on the only single sofa in the store to watch Lu Xiaoyao's live stream.
Compared to the bright and comfortable atmosphere, Lu Xiaoyao was now facing a very perplexing problem—a pop quiz.
"What the hell! Do you dare let me see the question clearly?"
Lu Xiaoyao was about to be dumbfounded by the test paper that was almost completely censored from her perspective!
Just now in class she was laughing at how easy the questions in this world were, but when it came to the exam—
[Question 1: Given &%￥##@￥%, what is ￥%#?]
[Question 2: 〇O〇XXX(#`O′), what is the answer...?]
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Question 10: …………………………?
What is this?
Is starting with a jumble of characters, and all the answers just guesswork?
"No way? My character is actually a terrible student?"
Lu Xiaoyao really doesn't understand!
How do I write this?
...
That very evening, Julian, having just gotten off the train and arrived in a drab, deserted space supposedly for a "business trip," received a phone call from someone claiming to be his daughter's homeroom teacher.
"Huh? Zero points! Are you kidding me?!"
Julian expressed disbelief at the claim that Lu Xiaoyao scored 0, saying, "What questions were they? Teacher, don't take advantage of me because I didn't have time to go there and you're just spouting nonsense."
Julian, believing that even if his girlfriend was not very bright, she still had basic cultural knowledge, soon received a photo of Lu Xiaoyao's test paper from her homeroom teacher.
"Daisy didn't do well on the test, and we teachers are willing to teach her diligently and tutor her patiently. However, her attitude towards learning is not good. I think, as her father, you should talk to your child when you have time. If you don't know how to do it, you can't do it. Why draw emojis?"
Julian stared at the lifelike chibi-style panda figure of Lu Xiaoyao on the exam paper, a cigarette dangling from his hand, a smug look on his face, accompanied by the caption: "What are you looking at? So what if she didn't write anything? What's the big deal?"
Julian: "..."
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