Chapter 121 Chapter 121
The first class of Chengye Middle School is a top class, and the corresponding teachers are of higher level.

And the students in the front row of this class are all expected to hit the number one in the college entrance examination.

Song Mo's monthly exam results were comparable to those of these students, and Teacher Kang was also optimistic about her future development, so she asked her about her future plans.

"Teacher, I don't think it's necessary."

She just wanted to finish the third year of high school honestly, and didn't want to enjoy a whole-week round-the-clock experience of improving test papers.

And there is Song Qi in Class [-] of the third year, although she won't do anything to this little idiot, but if this little idiot is asked to do something by Xu Piao, it will be too convenient.

"Why?" Teacher Kang had never been in contact with her, and he didn't understand what was going on in her mind.

"Teacher, think about it. I'm already a bully student. I'll stay in the class. I'll be the bully first and then the bully later. Let's go to school together, okay?" Song Mo directly brought out the content of the ideological and political book.

Teacher Kang smiled innocently, "Student Song Mo, you are quite humorous."

As a result, the matter of shifting classes was left alone.

Institute of Non-Scientific Phenomena.

Fang Xing was sitting in the office with his head held down to write a self-criticism.

In this investigation about the toxin-type ability, he finally chose to let Du Yingxi go. Although his superiors had no objection to this, he had to write something full of sincerity as an explanation.

"I shouldn't have not reported it after discovering that the person with the ability had lost their ability. This was my mistake. I shouldn't have found out—boss, boss, are you on the repeater?" Su Huaisheng glanced at the document.

"It's a rhetorical technique, just like 'I love you, Molov, I love you', it's a kind of emphasis, not just counting words." Fang Xing explained.

"What kind of literary work is this?" The illiterate Su Huaisheng expressed his confusion.

Fang Xing hummed softly, "The part of the heroine's confession in the musical tragedy "Rozaline's Love"."

Before Song Mo lost his memory, he took her to the theater to hear it.

"It sounds very elegant and not suitable for a layman like me." She stretched her waist and turned out a box.

It says, HAPPY BIRTHDAY.

"I gave it to you silently, and was almost thrown away by Du Ge as a waste."

Fang Xing yawned, only then remembered his birthday a few days ago.

The box is only the size of a palm, and inside is a wing brooch the size of a thumb.

He pinned the brooch to his collar, then buried himself in writing his review.

"Oh, by the way, the invitation card was handed over from the Imperial Capital." Su Huaisheng flipped through his bag and took out a gold-plated invitation card, "Are you going, or are you sending it to someone else like last year?"

Every year, the Dijing family has a gathering. For the Fang family, it is just a connection between the younger generations of the family.

Fang Xing stopped what he was doing, gently brushed aside a trace of bangs, picked up his phone and sent Song Mo a message.

e1even: Do you want to go to the Imperial Capital?
Song Mo, who was immersed in writing the title, sat up in shock in his dying illness.

She originally thought that the set of papers that Fang Xing sent would be finished, but who knew that Fang Xing sent her a new set of papers when she received the courier last night.

Who said that only a father's love can be like a mountain, and Fang Xing's love for her is also like this mountain and sea, never ending.

In this way, the three good boyfriends who will send you three catties of test papers suggested selling them for three yuan in the market.jpg
Of course, some play, is another.

Black Dog: Good!When!
Within 5 minutes, Fang Xing received an answer.

He knew that as soon as he said to take her to play, she would immediately jump up as if scalded by oil.

Song family.

Mr. Song set up the pen, ink, paper and inkstone, waiting for Song Qi to come up.

"Grandpa, why do you suddenly want to teach me calligraphy?" Song Qi entered the door excitedly.

She looked around and found no one else, it seemed that Grandpa only called her.

It's good that there is no Song Mo.

"It's been a long time since I started writing, and you were here, so I called you over." Song Lao picked up the pen and wrote a quiet word.

Song Qi also took a pen and wrote a word.

Although it is considered correct, it is not as good-looking as grandpa's handwriting.

"The radicals you wrote are still too big and out of balance." Song Lao held her hand, "Try to write smaller, it will be more beautiful."

Song Qi nodded and wrote another word.

"Control the balance well, and don't make each part too prominent, so that the written words will be smooth." Song Lao seemed to have an overtone.

However, Song Qi didn't understand, she wrote a new word and held it up.

"Grandpa, what do you say now?"

"That's right, a child can be taught." Old Master Song chuckled.

At this moment, he is very fortunate that this granddaughter has not inherited her mother's cunning at all.

That's fine too, as long as she isn't pushed to have too much ambition, although her future life won't be all brilliant, at least she will have a smooth life.

In many cases, being too smart and ambitious is not a good thing.

After confirming that studying was not a big problem, Song Mokuang dropped his evening self-study.

She turned on the hot drama on the tablet, and then began to practice ballroom dancing.

Since she promised to go to formal social occasions with Fang Xing, she had to learn first, so that she wouldn't embarrass him by dancing too ugly.

Zhuo Ruolian was lying on the sofa reading a magazine, and accidentally glanced at the actors on the tablet, and the eyeballs instantly fell out.

The male No. [-] plays the younger brother of the heroine, and the actor himself has the temperament of a younger brother. He has a baby face, which does not look like an adult at all, and his eyes are dark and clear. Just staring at it seems to know what is on his mind. .

This face was her seventh senior brother who had been missing for a long time, Zi Ye.

"You're looking at this third guy. His name is Lu Zhengwei. He's a rookie actor. He just made his debut not long ago, so there's nothing to know." Song Mo briefly popularized the science.

Although he has just debuted, his eyes are sharp and he seems to be able to speak.

The actor himself has already been searched for once because of his eyes.

Zhuo Ruolian had already pulled out her phone and started looking for her master.

Wouldn't it be a big deal if the former opponent saw this and came to him.

Dusk: Master, you are watching a TV series

Master: What's wrong?
Dusk: Brother Seven!

It is very gratifying for the elderly to have no desires. This child has started to follow dramas like a normal little girl, which is great.

"What drama is this?" Zhuo Ruolian clicked on the tablet.

""I Heard the Sound of Rain", what's wrong?"

"Nothing." She turned her head.

Master: Your seventh senior brother is very good.

He has calculated that there is no disease or disaster, and the supernatural ability has not gone berserk. Recently, the peach blossoms are in full bloom and the red luan star is moving.

There are many happy events.

Dusk: He went to act in a TV series
The old man's brick machine in Wuxiu's hand slipped.

His True Monarch and Immortal, has his apprentice already blossomed to this extent in both style and style?
After a long time, Zhuo Ruolian received a reply from Master.

Master: Which channel, I'll go check it out.

Zhuo Ruolian suddenly felt that her master looked less than six years younger than her, but in fact seemed to be more than 60 years younger than her.

At what age are you still watching traditional TV.jpg
 // Zhuo: Gradually feel that my compulsion is declining

  //Pigeon: why doesn’t it count.jpg
  //None: Put aside irrelevant topics, who can teach me how many channels to watch this drama
  
 
(End of this chapter)

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