Buddhist small green plum

Chapter 74

Qingran set a new end-of-term goal for himself.

Surpassed Xie Ying'an and became the No. [-] in the second year of high school.

This challenge is too great, and she decided to work harder on her studies starting today.

Some time ago, Lao Wu told Dad Li that Qingran's grades had dropped too much, so he asked Dad to worry more about the child, but he was slapped in the face within a month.

In order to express his guilt, Lao Wu had already sent Qingran's results to Dad Li in the form of a text message. Dad Li was so happy to receive the news that he didn't even accompany the client, and returned home before six o'clock.

It can be said that as soon as Qingran arrived home, Dad Li arrived home.

Li Qingmo hadn't come back at eight o'clock in the evening. Father Li was a little worried and called him.

The call was connected very quickly. Li Qingmo said that he was left behind by the teacher to make up lessons, and he would not be able to go back until at least nine o'clock.

Father Li hung up the phone and remembered that he forgot to ask Li Qingmo how he did in the exam.

But he knew that his son's grades were always better than his daughter's, and the siblings had been fighting fiercely because of their grades since they were young. He guessed that Li Qingmo won't be the first in the grade this time, right?
Turning my head and thinking again, if my son's grades are good this time, will the teacher stay so late to make up lessons?
Father Li was embarrassed to ask Qingran how her brother was doing in the exam. He was afraid that if Li Qingmo was really the first in grade, wouldn't Qingran be embarrassed?

Father Li came back so early, and originally wanted to take his children out for dinner, but his son didn't come back, and his daughter didn't want to go out, so he had no choice but to go to the study to work again.

At seven o'clock in the evening, Qingran was working on the exercise book in the room, when Ruan Ruan's WeChat call came.

There was excitement in her voice that couldn't be hidden: "Ranran, go to the post bar, go to the post bar."

After saying that, he hung up the phone, leaving Qingran in a daze.

Qingran didn't have time to go to the post bar. She was still struggling with chemistry problems, and she didn't stop writing until she finished the unit. It was already 21:33 in the evening.

She stretched, and then turned on her phone to look.

Ruan Ruan sent several links, and she went in one by one. The first one was Song Shize's reply to someone else's post, which read: "Do you want to be hit on the left cheek or the right cheek? You can do it both ways. The young master's fist is ready." gone."

Below is a long reply begging for mercy, which probably means that he was also taken out of rhythm, not intentionally provocative, please let me go.

Song Shize likes to be unreasonable and unforgiving, if he knows how to read other people's replies, he will be a ghost.

Qingran didn't look at the link that Ruan Ruan sent her, and went directly to the school's school bar.

It is not an exaggeration to describe the school bar as a mess, and the two administrators, Fang Jin and Ji He, simply don't care.

The first post was posted by human flesh, and it was said to be Yang Xueting from the second class of the second year of high school.

There are different opinions about Yang Xueting in the replies below. Many people said that Yang Xueting was jealous of Qingran, who had been overwhelmed by her grades. This time she heard that Qingran's grades had declined, so she opened this betting post.

And Yang Xueting's bet was that Qing Ran couldn't get into the top ten of her grade.

The previous wind direction was also led by the students of the second class of the second year of the high school. Those who lost the bet all blamed the second class of the second year of the high school, and even said that the group of the second class of the second year of the high school was uneasy and kind.

Qingran was too lazy to read those replies, she exited that post, and opened another post casually.

The other post was made by Ms. Liu, the head teacher of Class [-], Grade [-]. The general content of the post was that she didn't know the real grades of the students, so why did she use the student as a negative example to mislead other students?

How can such a person deserve to be a teacher?

Because this post is related to the teacher, there are very few replies below.

Most of the school bar is full of wailing, and there are posts from students who lost the bet asking to clean up together.

Swipe down on the post, and the post is almost two hours ago, for example:
"Envy makes me ugly."

"I no longer believe that Xueba's grades will decline inexplicably."

"Why is the top ten in the grade of Xueba the same as playing? And I want to be in the top [-] in the grade, it is more difficult than Chixiang?"

……

Qingran quit the school and was about to send a message to Ruan Ruan.

As a result, Xie Yingan's WeChat message was sent first.

X: Are you asleep?
Qingran has returned.

The upper column of WeChat began to display "The other party is typing...", and I don't know what Xie Ying'an typed, but I was typing for more than ten minutes and didn't send it.

Qingran yawned and decided to leave Xie Ying'an alone, it was almost ten o'clock, she should go to bed.

Before Qingran put down her phone, another WeChat call came. Qingran checked, and this time it was her cousin Liu Luoxi who made the video call.

She clicked on it, and Liu Luoxi's magnified face appeared on the screen.

"Ranran?" Liu Luoxi's voice was deliberately lowered: "Are you already asleep? What time is it?"

Tsk, this internet-addicted girl usually plays games until the wee hours of the morning.

"It's ten o'clock, cousin." Qingran covered her mouth and yawned again.

"Okay," Liu Luoxi hurriedly covered the screen with her hand: "Don't yawn at me, yawning is contagious, I still haven't started several games."

Qingran: "..."

Liu Luoxi let go of the hand covering the screen, and asked Qingran: "By the way, did you forget what you promised me last time?"

"What..." Qingran quickly realized, "Cousin, do you want our exam papers?"

"That's right, that's right," Liu Luoxi nodded at the screen, "Remember to take a picture of each test paper, and then fill in the answers. If you fill it in correctly, our school will also start midterm exams this week. Oh, ah ah, are you bored to death?"

After listening to her complaints, Qingran said, "...Okay, I'll take the picture for you later."

Liu Luoxi laughed heartily a few times, "Thank you, little cousin."

Before the voice fell, he hung up the phone.

Qingran didn't know what to say to this cousin. Liu Luoxi's grades were actually good before, but ever since she became addicted to playing games, her grades began to plummet.

Later, even she herself gave up her grades.

Resigned to her fate, Qingran got up and flipped through the test papers in her schoolbag to take a photo for Liu Luoxi, although she knew that Liu Luoxi's school would never get the questions for the F college entrance examination.

But Liu Luoxi herself didn't believe it.

After all the test papers were photographed and sent, and when the clearing point returned, I finally saw the message that Xie Ying'an sent after typing for a long time.

X: My mother is on a business trip with my father.

X: Sister-in-law An has also left, and a new aunt has not been found yet.

X: During this time, I may have to live in your house.

Qingran is used to it. In the past, Xie Yingan's parents would let Xie Yingan live in her house for a period of time when they were on business trips.

She replied with a: "Okay."

However, with only twenty or thirty words, Xie Yingan can type for more than ten minutes?
It's not that Qingran has never seen his typing speed. With his normal hand speed, he can finish these words in minutes, okay?

Without waiting for Xie Yingan's reply, she put the phone on the bedside table, turned off the light in the bedroom, closed her eyes and fell asleep.

The phone screen flickered a few more times, and the room was completely quiet.

The girl on the bed had already fallen asleep.

(End of this chapter)