Chapter 95
Mu Dongjie occasionally managed to write down a few crooked words, but he immediately erased them roughly with an eraser.
The surface of the paper was rubbed and had frayed edges, and there were even some places that were almost torn.
An hour passed and Mu Dongjie's test paper was still empty.
There are only three questions on the test paper.
But Mu Dongjie didn't complete any of them. He only drew some messy, shapeless lines and meaningless doodles.
He couldn't even come up with a complete formula.
When the exam was over, the teacher who graded the papers slowly walked up to him, lowered his head to glance at the test paper, his brows instantly furrowed tightly, and his eyes were full of disdain.
"Zero."
The teacher's voice was like a heavy hammer, hitting Mu Dongjie and Sun Qiumei's hearts hard.
Mu Dongjie's face turned pale and bloodless in an instant, as if he had aged ten years in an instant.
He slumped in the chair, like a deflated ball, his fat body trembling slightly.
Sun Qiumei opened her eyes wide and stood there in a daze. It took her a long time to react.
She suddenly screamed, "This is impossible! Did you deliberately give my son questions that are beyond the syllabus to embarrass him?!"
Her voice was so sharp and piercing that the teacher frowned and subconsciously covered his ears.
The examiner's face was terribly gloomy. He snorted coldly, his tone full of anger and ridicule: "These questions are all within the scope of the syllabus. There is no such thing as going beyond the syllabus."
As he spoke, he showed the test paper to the students watching around him.
The students gathered around, took a look at the test paper, and immediately started chattering.
“These three questions are very basic!”
"It's much easier than the questions on the entrance exam!"
"You can't even do this, and you still have the nerve to say that it's beyond your scope? It's obvious that you are just too stupid."
Mocking words came like a tide, and Mu Dongjie suddenly felt ashamed.
Sun Qiumei's face turned red, then white and blue, her lips trembled constantly, but she could no longer utter a word in rebuttal.
Mu Dongjie buried his head deeply between his arms, wishing he could find a crack in the ground to crawl into.
Even after being kicked out, Sun Qiumei was still indignant: "What a crappy school, there must be some shady operation to deliberately embarrass you."
She kept cursing, and suddenly remembered something: "And that Shi Feihua, didn't we ask him to help get in touch with Capital High School? Why did this happen now? What on earth is he..."
Sun Qiumei rolled up her sleeves and looked like she wanted to take Mu Dongjie to the Education Bureau to ask Shi Feihua for an explanation.
Mu Dongjie's expression changed again and again, and he finally couldn't help but yelled, "That's enough, can you please stop talking? It's so embarrassing!"
Sun Qiumei stood there in a daze, looking sad: "My dear son, how can you talk to me like that? I'm just thinking about you."
Mu Dongjie impatiently shook off her hand and strode away.
*
Dusk drifted into the master bedroom, and Huo Changfeng placed the celadon teacup on the walnut coffee table with an elegant movement.
Mu Qingxuan curled up in the corner of the sofa, her skirt hanging casually, her fingers unconsciously stroking the gold-embossed spine of the Yellow Emperor's Classic of Internal Medicine.
Under the warm yellow wall lamp, the man's eyes were as deep as an ancient well as he recounted the farce of Mu Dongjie in the examination room.
"Sun Qiumei overturned the table on the spot, but was kicked out by the security guard." Huo Changfeng's tone was somewhat sarcastic, and his fingertips stroked her red earlobe.
"After they left, they had a huge argument and it was a dog-eat-dog fight."
Mu Qingxuan laughed out loud, her almond eyes curved into crescents, and she curled her lips in disdain: "Sun Qiumei has come to this day!"
Mu Dashan and Sun Qiumei have always regarded Mu Dongjie as the local emperor of the family. No matter what Mu Dongjie says or does, it is right in their eyes.
Mu Dongjie was raised to be a devilish person who feared nothing.
When they were in the village, everyone would still give the three of them some face as neighbors for decades.
But now that he has arrived in the capital, no one will pamper Mu Dongjie anymore.
Now Mu Dongjie was so angry that he dared to show a bad face to Sun Qiumei. How could it not be the "blessing" that Sun Qiumei had cultivated herself?
Huo Changfeng gently tapped her forehead with his finger, and tucked a strand of hair behind her ear. The scent of cedar perfume lingered on his fingertips.
"The more exciting things are yet to come."
When he got closer, the tie fell on Mu Qingxuan's knees.
"Later, Sun Qiumei went to the Education Bureau alone and grabbed Shi Feihua's briefcase and refused to let go, causing chaos in the bureau."
Mu Qingxuan's smile froze on her face, and her delicate eyebrows knitted together: "Shi Feihua must be going crazy."
She recalled her past life.
Shi Feihua did not pursue a career in politics, but went into business with her help.
When the business started to pick up a little, he started to package himself with high-end luxury goods such as suits and watches.
For Shi Feihua, face is more important than anything else.
But the farce caused by Sun Qiumei today might make him unable to hold his head up in the Education Bureau anymore.
Mu Qingxuan couldn't help but shake her head: "Shi Feihua cares most about his reputation. After Sun Qiumei's incident, she has really cut off her own escape route."
Huo Changfeng frowned, his eyes flashed, and he keenly caught Mu Qingxuan's understanding of Shi Feihua from her words.
A strange feeling flashed through his mind, but was quickly suppressed.
Huo Changfeng pursed his lips and continued, "So within three days, Shi Feihua will drive Mu Dashan and his men away, and they will have no choice but to pack up and return to the countryside."
His tone was cold.
Mu Qingxuan's eyes sparkled, her white fingers hooked around his tie, and she offered him a kiss: "Mr. Huo's trick of 'killing with a borrowed knife' is really brilliant without bloodshed."
By then, Mu Dashan and Sun Qiumei will only hate Shi Feihua.
And Shi Feihua didn't know that all this was Huo Changfeng's plan.
Mu Qingxuan's eyes flashed with admiration.
Her breath swept across Huo Changfeng's Adam's apple, and she suddenly remembered something and tapped her fingers lightly on Huo Changfeng's shirt.
She said, "I'm going to get off work late tomorrow."
Huo Changfeng held her rebellious hand, and the warmth of his palm came through the silk shirt: "What's going on?"
He lowered his eyes to stare at the shadow cast by her eyelashes, and his voice unconsciously became a little deeper.
"Professor Zhou is using a roundabout tactic again." Mu Qingxuan sighed helplessly and leaned into his arms. The scent of mugwort in her hair slowly drifted into the air.
"Professor Zhou Zhishang has also come to Capital University in the name of academic exchange. Dean Zhuang arranged for me to take Professor Zhou around the school. Now he insisted on treating me to a meal, saying he wanted to repay me."
Mu Qingxuan shook her head helplessly.
After being rejected by her several times in a row, Zhou Zhishang no longer directly extended an olive branch to her, but tried various ways to get closer to her.
But Mu Qingxuan had refused too bluntly before, and if she refused now just to have dinner together, it would seem too unkind.
Although Mu Qingxuan didn't want to join Zhou Zhishang's laboratory, she didn't want to offend him either.
Therefore, I had no choice but to agree.
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