Chapter 33: Last in the Grade



Chapter 33: Last in the Grade

The first class is Zheng Huijun’s mathematics class.

Because the college entrance examination was approaching, she canceled the opening class meeting, and Zheng Huijun's clear teaching voice was heard in the classroom.

The students in Class 11 listened listlessly, and would occasionally fall asleep after bowing their heads.

"Wake up! Look at what you are saying now!"

She scolded them, then turned to see the students in the second row listening attentively, and was very pleased: "Learn from classmate Yu, who maintains a love of learning even though his grades are poor."

Zheng Huijun praised endlessly.

Everyone couldn't help but twitch their lips.

With Ke Yangyang's loud voice outside the school, the news spread to everyone, and almost everyone in the school knew that Yu Qing had changed his surname and returned home.

The teacher had the income file, so he naturally knew that Yu Qing had changed his surname.

Anyone can be said to love learning, but Yu Qing?

She is the one who has been ranked last in the grade for two and a half years?

Even though Yu Qing felt a little embarrassed by her praise, she was not actually listening to the class.

Instead, she wanted to see if there was any difference between the teaching in this world and the copy. After all, she was only a teacher in the copy.

All the knowledge she needs to learn is in her head.

After finally waiting for the class to end, Yu Qing took out his cell phone and took a look.

Doctor Huo: [The old lady took the medicine once and stayed awake for half the day today. The effect is remarkable.]

Qingzhu: [Continue taking the medicine.]

She replied a message and turned off her phone.

Ke Yangyang asked her to go to the bathroom together but she didn't go because she was thinking about Chen Xianmeng.

There was a little ghost with a bloody and evil aura lying on her head. It was probably some kind of deal they had made.

Anyway, the Shen family’s affairs had nothing to do with her. What concerned her was that the little ghost was a little strange.

Not much like the little devil from China.

The Yin and Yang worlds intersect, and the ghost world also has its own rules. It is impossible for ghosts from foreign countries to enter.

She had seen this kind of ghost before. It was a fierce ghost created by an ancient secret technique.

Take the mother's body after eight months of pregnancy and feed it to spiders, mantises, ants, and toads.

After inducing the breaking of the amniotic fluid and performing vivisection, the mother's resentment will be transferred to the baby.

A newborn baby is placed in a special jar and sealed for 49 days to ward off evil spirits.

Yu Qing didn't know much about China's history, nor did he know how many countries there were in the world.

Therefore, Yu Qing listened particularly attentively in the third history class and received praise from the history teacher again.

After the four classes in the morning, there are no classes in the afternoon, but an entrance examination.

Some people just guess by throwing erasers, some rely purely on luck, and some just lie down and sleep after finishing the questions they know.

It wasn't until someone in the class handed in their paper early that they looked up.

The blue and white winter school uniform looked bulky when worn over a cotton-padded jacket, but it looked particularly good on her.

She had a cool and elegant temperament, with a hint of coldness in her features. The sunlight poured down, casting a layer of golden light behind her, making her look like a cold fairy who had strayed into the human world.

So what if my test scores are at the bottom, so what if I give up, as long as I have this face, it’s enough!

At this moment, everyone in Class 11 had the same idea.

In the next few exams, Yu Qing was the first to hand in his paper, and everyone had gotten used to it.

There were two more exams the next morning, Chinese and liberal arts.

The winter in Hecheng is about to pass, and the snowflakes on the ground have all melted into water.

Yu Qing opened the background of Huhu Live and withdrew the money. He paid back 5,000 and had 30,950 left.

Then I went to the Zhuanquan second-hand platform and bought a few spiritual jade bracelets.

She only recently discovered that there are software like second-hand platforms in this world that benefit society.

The villa area in the north of Hecheng.

Chen Xianmeng walked to the door with her homework and heard a burst of happy voices coming from the living room.

"Mu Shen, your father will hold a party for you tomorrow, so you can't be absent." Shen Mozhen sat on the sofa, laughing heartily, looking very happy.

Next to him was a young man.

He looks 70% similar to him, but his facial features are more handsome and delicate, gentle and elegant than Shen Mozhen's.

"No, I don't like that kind of occasion."

"That won't do! My son just came back from abroad and won first place in an international piano competition. We have to celebrate!"

The person who spoke was Sun Suzhen, who had just come out of the kitchen after cutting fruit.

She cut the fruit herself as soon as her son came back.

The only pride she has in her life is having such an outstanding son like Shen Mushen.

Today she was ridiculed for being a country girl by others, and this time Shen Mushen won the first place, so she had to show off.

"Your mother is right. Let her take care of the banquet. Daddy will send out the invitations for you."

Shen Mushen's brows were filled with helplessness, but he did not refuse: "Okay."

"Mom and Dad."

Shen Xianmeng didn't want to listen anymore, so she walked in and interrupted the warmth of the three people.

Shen Mozhen glanced at her, responded lightly, and continued talking to Shen Mushen.

Sun Suzhen didn't even look at her. The little good impression she had of her disappeared after being ridiculed during the day.

Instead, Shen Mushen looked at her with great interest, his eyes revealing something intriguing, "This must be the sister I just found."

Sun Suzhen sneered and handed him the freshly peeled mandarin oranges. "Your sister's academic performance is not good. She has to review as soon as she gets home-"

Her eyes turned cold when she looked at Shen Xianmeng: "Mom is right, right?"

Shen Xianmeng stood at the door, holding a pile of books in her arms, which were quite heavy. She saw Shen Mozhen looking down at his phone, and his eyes were slightly red.

"Mom, I got 600 points on the transfer exam and got into Class 1."

Shen Mushen suddenly said: “Mom and Dad, Master Pei is a judge in my competition this time, and he wants to take me in as his apprentice.”

Sun Suzhen's eyes lit up, and she was about to say something when Shen Mushen diverted her attention.

"Really?" She held Shen Mushen's hand and it was trembling with excitement.

Master Pei is an internationally renowned pianist. It is said that his family is also not to be underestimated and has connections in Beijing.

If her son really caught the eye of Master Pei, what would the small Hecheng mean to him? Those noble ladies would surely rush to curry favor with her!

Shen Mu nodded deeply: "But I haven't agreed yet."

Now Shen Mozhen was no longer calm, and he said anxiously: "Agree! Master Pei is willing to accept you as a disciple, which shows that you are good at playing the zither. How can I not agree?"

"Your father is right. Don't hesitate on this matter."

The three of them sat together and talked again, completely forgetting that a member of the family was standing at the door.

Chen Xianmeng clenched her fingers and went upstairs with a cold face.

She stayed in the bedroom for an hour, but no one came to call her for dinner.

No. 1 High School is the best high school in Hecheng. It has strict supervision. Even if you are born into a wealthy family, you have to obey the arrangements.

Anyone who leaves here has a high status in society, and the principal is not afraid of the rich and powerful at all.

One of the classes had the highest value, but no one cared about her when she joined it.

"They've done this to you, why are you still hesitating?"

The cold voice tried to drag her down to hell.

Chen Xianmeng was completely disappointed and closed her eyes in despair. "I've made up my mind."

She opened her eyes again, and they were cold and filled with murderous intent.

"I promise."

(End of this chapter)

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