After amnesia, she became a real daughter of a wealthy family

Chapter 68

"Ah, Xiaoxuan, don't worry now, your sister is fine." Song Mo patted Zhuo Ruoxuan on the back.

The two sisters Zhuo Ruoxuan and Zhuo Ruolian looked at each other and were relatively silent.

The atmosphere was as awkward as a sound-muffled ultimate bad movie.

"Since my sister is fine, I don't worry." Zhuo Ruoxuan forced a smile, "Yesterday my parents misunderstood you, and my sister apologized to you."

Zhuo Ruolian took a sip of milk before answering.

"Oh, you can go."

The popular translation of this sentence is, I have read it, let me go.

Zhuo Ruoxuan stood up in embarrassment, took Song Mo's hand, and smiled, "Since my sister is fine, I'll leave first."

The back of the departure is like a narrative poem dedicated by a wandering poet to a loved one far away, lonely and sad.

A lone bird passes, a thousand sails are exhausted, leaving only the surging river.

But Song Mo is a vulgar person who doesn't understand poetry, so she closed the door.

"You ran away from home?"

"En." Zhuo Ruolian responded.

Anyway, it's not the first time Zhuo's father and Zhuo's mother misunderstood her. If the master hadn't said to hide herself, she would have long since wanted to stay in that house.

"Next time you run away from home, you can come to my house. My house is quite big." Song Mo smiled.

Zhuo Ruolian remembered the video that Song Mo saw last week. A man named Brother Jie said that when he ran away from home as a young man, "My house is quite big. You are welcome to come and play. If you are tired of playing, go directly sleep."

Then the story went in the direction of popularizing French dramas.

Zhuo Ruolian lowered her eyes and chuckled, "The villa closes at ten o'clock."

Song Mo blinked, a little embarrassed.

That's right, it's time for her to buy herself a suite in the urban area.

No, the point is not this, the point seems to be, did Mr. Zhuo just smile by [-] pixels?

Just as she was staring at Zhuo Ruolian's face trying to find a little change, Zhuo Ruolian returned to that iceberg face, "Do your own thing."

Song Mo scratched his head.

Then it was struck by lightning.

I had so much fun on the weekend, I haven't finished my homework yet!

Sunday nights are always so sad.

Song Mo, who didn't do his homework on the weekend, held the pen and wrote until his fingers had ink marks, and then finished all the homework.

As soon as the weekend was over, Song Mo devoted himself to studying.

"The holiday schedule for next month has been announced. Monthly exams on Thursdays and Fridays, make-up classes on Saturdays and Sundays, seven days off, and make-up classes in the first week back." Liu An announced the holiday schedule for October.

There was a burst of complaints in the class.

"Why howling?" Liu An slapped the table, "After playing for so long and not making up lessons, I forgot what I taught you. What kind of college entrance examination will you take? The teacher will not help you with the college entrance examination!"

Ms. Miejue Tailiu stood on the podium and scolded for a long time before she frowned, "Take out the paper and check it. If anyone doesn't do it, just stand and listen to me."

Song Momo listened carefully, and wrote down the scoring items for each scoring point with a pen.

In order to pass the 724 exam accurately, she has to listen carefully to the class.

"Song Mo, Yang Shiling, Zhang Chong, come up and write the silent poems."

She was reading a book when her name was called suddenly, and she became nervous.

Holding the chalk, inhale deeply.

As she wrote, her mind suddenly went blank.

It's over, the poem she wrote silently has rare characters, how did she write it?

I have forgotten what the characters look like, so leave them blank for now, and write them later when I remember them.

After Mo finished the whole poem, Song Mo finally remembered how to write that character.

"Hurry up." Liu An urged.

When this was interrupted, she was nervous and wrote a few strokes casually before going down.

Returning to his seat, Song Mo patted the chalk dust on his fingers, and sighed at the textbook.

Still a typo.

So Mrs. Liu mercilessly drew a circle with red chalk, "Song Mo, you wrote an extra radical for this word. Students, please pay attention, this word is quite biased. During the exam..."

During this period of time, Song Mo was considered well-behaved and did not cause trouble. Liu An's attitude towards her improved a lot, and he just nodded and didn't mention her again.

Dismissal.

"Mo Mo, how much do you think you can pass in the monthly exam?" Han Zhiling flipped through the notes and began to fill in the last big question of her practice paper.

"724." Song Mo was full of confidence.

She researched papers and test sites these days, but it wasn't for nothing.

She will pass the monthly exam!

"so smart."

Others estimate scores in dozens and dozens, but Song Mo is better, and is directly accurate to single digits.

But her tablemate is not an ordinary person, and it's somewhat mysterious, Han Zhiling thought.

Song Mo's confidence continued until the end of this monthly exam, and the scores were made public.

She bounced to the bulletin board, looking for her grades.

Seeing 724.5 following her name in the ranking, Song Mo's heart felt cold.

It's only 0.5 before she can meet the big brother with long hair.

Why 0.5!

Song Mo returned to the classroom with the expression of Monk shouting, and began to make up lessons.

"Momo, you are amazing. I passed by Lao Ke's office just now, and he said that you are the only one in our class who got a perfect score in the mathematics test. He has already blown up with other teachers." Zhong Xiaoshu went to the table to congratulate her .

"Thank you." Song Mo crazily dropped the little pearl.

Damn it, why is it so short of 0.5...

Zhong Xiaoshu wondered, "Why are you still not happy after getting full marks in the exam?"

"Someone made a bet with me that if I take 724, they will buy me a box of snacks, and now I have passed 724.5..." Song Mo made up a story.

0.5 difference, the snacks are all gone, which is really sad.

Zhong Xiaoshu ruarua Song Mo's head, comforting her.

"It's okay, there will be some snacks."

Song Mo beeped.

What she lost was not a snack, but the chance to meet that man.

After absent-mindedly listening to the class, Song Mo didn't know where the culprit of his 0.5 was until the English class in the afternoon.

She answered one more multiple-choice question by 0.5 points.

"Everyone can take a look at Song Mo's answer, she is all right in this question type." The English teacher kept boasting on the podium.

The students around all put their heads towards her, wanting to see the correct answer.

Song Mo seemed to have been shot in the heart.

She had been preparing for so long, but she was defeated because she chose all the questions correctly.

Seeing that she was in a bad state, the English teacher comforted her, "Student Song Mo, why are you so sad, you did so well in the exam, you should smile more."

Hearing the teacher's comfort, Song Mo showed a smile.

Smiling on the face, crying in the heart.

It's up to you to make up the knife or the teacher.

The make-up classes on Saturday and Sunday are over.

Song Mo got on the car home with his schoolbag on his back.

Lily checked the schedule, "Miss, the old man plans to take the lady to meet the lady's grandmother during the holiday, will the lady go?"

"Go, of course." Song Mo collapsed on the back seat.

She couldn't get the score she wanted, and she was in a bad mood. Going out to play with grandpa, it's good to relax.

What's more, the person she wanted to meet was her grandma, whom she had never met before.

Don't know what grandma is like?
　//Don't worry if you see the cubs who failed the exam silently

　　//Your little cousin is about to be raped in an unexpected way
　　//Chapter 69 is still coded, it may be later
　　
　
(End of this chapter)