Kneeling and begging the ancestors to be a good man

Chapter 36 Longevity Association [13] Pretending to be a master, revealing the secret in a second

"Mo Qing, stand up and answer this question."

Mo Qing glanced at the podium, didn't even look at the blackboard carefully, and replied directly: "No."

She answered confidently.

Min Chang, who was writing the answer quickly on the paper, heard Mo Qing's answer, and directly scribbled a stroke out of the paper and flew to the table.He looked at Mo Qing in disbelief.

And Mo Qing was so arrogant that he didn't even stand up.

The classroom fell into deathly silence for an instant, and the sound of gasping for air-conditioning sounded intermittently.

——Does Mo Qing dare to provoke this teacher?

"I won't be so confident." The math teacher pushed down his glasses, his brows were clearly sullen, "Not only did he not attend the class, but he also disturbed other students. You don't need to listen to my class, go stand outside the classroom."

Mo Qing said straightforwardly: "Okay."

Not only did she not feel embarrassed at being called out to stand as a punishment, but she also felt a little impatient.

—like having had enough of this class.

The whole class: "..." Good guy, this is the first time I see a student who doesn't take this teacher seriously.

Min Chang: "..." Should he challenge the teacher now, or should he stand with Mo Qing as punishment?

Under the watchful eyes of everyone, Mo Qing stood up, took the modern history on the table, left the classroom without haste, and went to the corridor to read.

The math teacher's face was as dark as the bottom of a pot.

Seeing that the teacher was about to explode, Jiang Qiyi raised his hand and said first: "Mr. Lu, there is no need to waste time for her. We are all waiting for the class."

After all, this is a classroom, and the students have all raised their opinions, so the teacher should continue to teach.

Although the math teacher felt resentful, he could only endure it forcefully and let Mo Qing desert in the corridor.As if it were out of sight.

……

As soon as this class was over, the math teacher went to Song Yiyuan to report it, hoping that Song Yiyuan would take good care of Mo Qing.

Song Yiyuan said yes, yes, turned around and put the matter behind him without saying a word to Mo Qing.

In his class, Mo Qing can directly skip class to find a history teacher, but now he is just reading a book, already worthy of his emphatic praise, okay?
*
The last class on Friday is physical education.

The classes of Class [-] and Class [-] are taught together again.

Half a class was over, and it was time for free activities. Mo Qing was wandering around the campus. When he passed the statue of Yao Dexuan, he casually flicked a needle, and the crack between the statue's eyebrows became bigger.

Mo Qing swayed to the teaching building.

As soon as she came to the second floor, she heard a familiar voice and looked up.

Wen Yingxue was holding two books, and Jiang Qihui stood in front of her, blocking her way.

"Mr. Jiang, you respect yourself."

Wen Yingxue turned her back to Mo Qing, she couldn't see her expression clearly, but her tone was cold and repulsive.

"Yingxue," Jiang Qihui didn't have the arrogance in front of Mo Qing, and lowered his posture, "I want to tell you the truth, your parents have always missed you, and I don't expect you to recognize them. I want to meet you..."

Jiang Qihui spoke with sincerity and heart, and every sentence was sincere.

Wen Yingxue was unmoved: "Can you let me?"

Wen Yingxue's response to the self-declining words made Jiang Qihui feel rather unhappy: "Yingxue, I'm your brother—"

"Feel sorry."

Wen Yingxue didn't wait for him to finish, and cut off his words in a gentle tone.

Jiang Qihui was startled, not knowing why.

The next moment, Wen Yingxue said politely: "Not all trash is worthy of dating me."

"Wen Yingxue!"

Jiang Qihui tore off the gentle disguise in a second, and became furious.

He pointed at Wen Yingxue, intending to curse angrily.

However, as soon as he took a breath, Wen Yingxue pinched his two fingers and folded them expressionlessly. The bones snapped and broke in severe pain.

Jiang Qihui almost lost his breath in pain.

Wen Yingxue said calmly, "Please seek medical attention in time."

"..."

Jiang Qihui was dumbfounded.

Seeing Wen Yingxue's smiling face, I felt a chill down my spine and goosebumps all over my body.

Wen Yingxue nodded to him, and left with the book in her arms.

Jiang Qihui rested from the severe pain for a while, grinning his teeth and raised his head, and Mo Qing, who was leaning against the wall watching the play, came into view, and his blood surged up immediately, with unspeakable shame, resentment and humiliation welling up.

"What are you looking at!"

Jiang Qihui roared at Mo Qing, and strode towards Mo Qing.

Mo Qing looked at him calmly.

Soon, Jiang Qihui approached, clenched his fist and threw it at Mo Qing. Mo Qing raised his leg and kicked Jiang Qihui's waist with precision.

A powerful force struck, and before Jiang Qihui's fist could get close to Mo Qing, he felt his body bounced out like a kite with a broken string. When he recovered, he had already fallen down the stairs.

"Mo Qing, you don't want to die!"

Jiang Qihui was quite thick-skinned, so he fell on his back and struggled to get up.

He raised his head, his veins burst out, and he was furious.

Mo Qing pointed to the camera installed on top of his head.

The moment he saw the camera, Jiang Qihui suddenly became sober. He straightened his collar with red eyes, and finally threw a sentence at Mo Qing: "You wait!"

He wanted to leave without saying anything.

However, Mo Qing was one step ahead of him, and left before he finished speaking.

Jiang Qihui: "..." Fuck, what the hell.

*
After school, Mo Qing came to the school gate slowly with his bag on his back, and saw Yao Jiajia who was waiting impatiently.

Yao Jiajia looked at Mo Qing, then looked around, making sure that Min Chang hadn't followed, and said in disbelief, "You're the only one?"

"Ah."

"Can you resist?" Yao Jiajia stared, full of doubts about Mo Qing.

Mo Qing shrugged: "You still have time to run."

"..."

Yao Jiajia was about to vomit blood from anger.

It just so happened that a black car was parked on the side of the road, and a young man got out of the car and walked straight towards the two of them.

The young man waited and watched for a while, and then confirmed with them with some difficulty after a while: "Miss Yao, I'm here to pick you up. Are you just the two of you?"

"It's just the two of us." Yao Jiajia stared fiercely at the man like a firecracker, "Is there a problem?"

The young man shrank his neck fiercely at her.

He looked at Mo Qing.

The girl was wearing a uniform school uniform, tall and tall, with one hand in her pocket, a schoolbag hanging on her left shoulder, and a beautiful but cold face.It looks like a high school student's attire, but that outstanding temperament inevitably makes people look sideways.

After thinking for a while, the young man lowered his eyebrows and eyes respectfully, and pointed at the car to them: "Please."

"Walk."

Yao Jiajia talked to Mo Qing, and walked towards the car.

Mo Qing paced to keep up.

*
In the car, the young man repeatedly asked Yao Jiajia whether it was just the two of them. After getting Yao Jiajia's positive response, he sent someone a text message while the light was red.

Yao Jiajia raised the security to the highest setting after getting in the car, watching every move of the young man.

After seeing the young man send a message, she whispered to Mo Qingcao: "I told you, you don't look like a tall man. I think that as soon as he stops, a group of people will surround him, and at least they will kill you." We'll beat you up, or put us under house arrest..."

Mo Qing said flatly: "Then I will definitely step on your body and escape."

"..."

Yao Jiajia immediately silenced and stopped scaremongering.

After driving for half an hour, the car stopped in front of a restaurant.

Still remaining polite, the young man invited them into the restaurant, went straight up to the third floor, and finally led them to a private room.

He knocked on the door twice, and after getting permission from inside, he pushed the door open.

He said, "Please, both."

Mo Qingshi entered the private room, and Yao Jiajia followed closely behind her.

When walking in, Mo Qing looked around, and stared at a young man sitting at the dining table impressively - the young man's two fingers were bound with bandages, swollen like radishes, his face was bruised and purple, and he looked quite embarrassed.

It was Jiang Qihui.

After staring at each other for two seconds, Jiang Qihui suddenly jumped up from his chair like a monkey, pointed at Mo Qing and shouted viciously: "Elder Zhang, they are liars!"

　Mo Qing: If I knew it earlier, I would have played harder.

　　
　
(End of this chapter)