Kneeling and begging the ancestors to be a good man

Chapter 59 [19] Mo Qing: No one will be me anymore
"I have something I want to talk to you about."

Mo Suian lingered, and it was especially difficult when he spoke, as if he was standing on a barbecue grill. Even if he said a single word, his heart, liver, spleen, lungs and kidneys were all in pain.

Mo Qing didn't even lift his eyelids: "Don't talk."

You ungrateful animal!
"How are you preparing for the mathematical modeling competition?" Mo Suian greeted Mo Qing's ancestors in his heart, but said, "I participated in the competition last year and won the provincial award. I have experience. I can help you. If necessary , I can still join you."

Mo Qing ignored him.

Mo Suian continued: "Shen Qi has been lying in bed for more than a year, and he can't keep up with his studies. With Min Chang's family background, it's hard to say whether there is a computer at home, let alone learning programming and modeling. If you pin your hopes on For them, it can only be a play."

"You and Wen Yingxue transferred from another school together. Many people compare the two of you. As long as I quit Wen Yingxue's group, it will be very difficult for them to win the national award."

"..."

Mo Qing remained unmoved.

Mo Suian couldn't control his anger when he lowered his figure to talk to Mo Qing and was ignored.

He stabilized his mind, and said in a slightly stiff tone: "Dad has been discharged from the hospital. He said, after all, you have been his daughter for more than a month, and I don't want to make things too tense with you. Tonight, you and I will go back to Mo's house , he wants to have dinner with you."

Between the lines, she still couldn't hide her arrogance.

Mo Qing was really annoyed by his reading, raised her long and narrow eyes slightly, and said indifferently and proudly: "Is he worthy?"

"Stop doing this!"

Mo Suian was furious, and couldn't maintain his pretentious image.

"Previously, you had to enter Mo's family with fake identities, but now I invite you to go and drag you in. You don't really treat yourself as a green onion, do you?" Mo Suian said with a superior attitude.

He still didn't take Mo Qing seriously.

He even felt that as soon as he opened his mouth, Mo Qing would put on a shy face and could not wait to get out of the Mo family.

"Feng Shui turns around." Mo Qing raised his eyes, with a slight disdain in his lazy expression, "I live in Jiang Ke's house, and I have Huos backing me, so I need to beg for mercy?"

If she pretended, Mo Suian could still sneer a few words, but now she admits frankly that Mo Suian was so angry that his lungs exploded.

Taking a deep breath, Mo Suian said angrily: "Look at the face of you little man who has gained power!"

Mo Qing said leisurely: "Why not."

Mo Suian was furious: "There will always be a day when you fall badly!"

Mo Qing answered: "It fell lighter than the Mo family."

Every time Mo Suian uttered a word, Mo Qing would slap him back. Over and over again, he couldn't bear it any longer. He raised his leg and kicked the grass on the ground, then took two steps forward, and stepped on Mo Qing directly. go down.

Squinting his eyes, Mo Qing pinched a stone with his finger, raised his finger and flicked it, and the stone flew towards Mo Suian's left knee.

At the moment when the knee was hit, Mo Suian's half-lifted foot paused in the air for a moment, and then fell down along with his body.He clutched his knee in pain.

Mo Qing stood up, patted the gray grass stained on the school uniform, and then walked two steps forward like a stroll in the garden.

The next moment, her toe kicked Mo Suian in the stomach.

Mo Suian screamed in pain, curled up on the ground into a shrimp, and bent his back into a "bow" shape.

"Put away your arrogance." Mo Qing looked down at him, as if looking at an insignificant ant, with a contemptuous tone, "You are not qualified yet."

She left.

Mo Suian was lying on the grass, pulling the grass viciously, his eyes were red, looking at Mo Qing's back from the gap, his eyes were full of hatred.

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The time of this Mathematical Contest in Modeling is set after the midterm exam at Dongshi University, and the competition lasts for three days.

The midterm exam is coming.

Just like the monthly exam, every time Mo Qing takes the exam, he is the first one to leave the exam room.The difference is that she has written all the answer sheets in every test paper.

In the afternoon of the second day, the last exam was over.

When Mo Qing left the school, he met Song Yiyuan who had just come out of the library.

When Song Yiyuan saw her, his face turned green: "Why did you hand in the paper early again! There are only four exams in total, and I have already bumped into you twice!"

"If you stand guard at the entrance of the examination room, you can bump into me four times." Mo Qingyun replied calmly.

Song Yiyuan: "..." You are still very proud!
Mo Qing caught a glimpse of the thick stack of books in Song Yiyuan's arms, and raised his eyebrows: "What did you find?"

Mentioning this, Song Yiyuan immediately cheered up: "Yao Jiaojiao."

Mo Qing narrowed his eyes.

"I didn't find it, I inquired about it." Song Yiyuan took a few steps closer and looked at Mo Qing, "There are several centenarians in Ion Lane, one of them is a student of Junde High School. Although he is old, he is clear-headed. Quite. Although he didn't come across Yao Jiaojiao's affairs, but as a junior, he has heard some rumors."

Mo Qing looked at him quietly.

Song Yiyuan's expression gradually became serious, looked into Mo Qing's eyes, and said word by word: "He said that Yao Jiaojiao was favored by a local bully, and Yao Dexuan didn't dare to provoke him, so he sent Yao Jiaojiao to get married. Yao Jiaojiao hanged himself on the day of the wedding. Yao Jiaojiao was forced to death by him, right?"

Mo Qing said, "Yes."

That year, she was sent to Junde High School to study and met Yao Jiaojiao.

At that time, she was full of evil spirits, causing trouble everywhere, and her classmates avoided her.Yao Jiaojiao is the only one who admires her daring, yearns for her free situation, and always keeps her company.

She deals with life and death, surrounded by comrades-in-arms, enemies, and patients, and is not good at getting along with ordinary people.

This delicate girl often brings her snacks and books, sneaks into the library with her in the middle of the night, and teaches her the rules of life and the life of a normal person.

However, she went out for half a month on business, and when she came back, she got the bad news that Yao Jiaojiao had hanged herself.

In her opinion, Yao Dexuan traded his daughter for An Ning, but he was just a humble coward who could not bear the good reputation that future generations admired.

"How old were you then?" Song Yiyuan asked tentatively.

"Fourteen and five." Mo Qing estimated, but couldn't remember clearly.

"..." Song Yiyuan was startled by this age, and after thinking about it for a while, he asked again, "Then when you were imprisoned in the third base..."

Mo Qing: "Nineteen."

Song Yiyuan opened his eyes in surprise, and tried not to utter the swear words.

"They..." Song Yiyuan didn't know what to say for a while, looking at the energetic students passing by the roadside, "They are also eighteen or nineteen years old."

Mo Qing also looked at them, smiled suddenly, and said lightly: "In this era, no one will become me."

Before she fell asleep, someone gave her a lot of promises.

At least, he fulfilled this promise.

(End of this chapter)